[HP] Riddle's Spirit Behind

In the Potions classroom, the first-year students of Gryffindor and Hufflepuff are in class.They stood before the cauldron, busy making a potion for hiccups.As a result, a student accidentally added the ingredients in the wrong order, and a large amount of silver mist rose from his cauldron, filling the entire underground classroom.

So, when Eleanor came near the basement classroom, many students covering their mouths and noses and hiccupping were rushing out of the classroom.At the same time, some smoke with a strange aroma floated from the door.

"Eleanor? Why are you here?" A figure walked out of the smoke and looked at Eleanor with a frown. She was leaning on the wall and coughing.

"F-uh, Floo powder. The Avery's-uh, fireplace," said Eleanor, hiccupping, flushing with embarrassment, "Jesus-uh! You-uh! Can you help me-"

Tom strode towards her and handed her a vial in his hand, "Come on, drink it and you'll be fine."

Eleanor took a gulp of the spicy potion, then began to cough, tears welling from her eyes.

Soon, she felt normal again.She wiped her tears and looked at Tom for a few seconds, then couldn't help laughing.

"It's embarrassing enough," she said.

The corners of Tom's mouth curled up slightly, "Indeed. Come and help me deliver the potion, okay?"

Then, Eleanor really started to help him distribute the prepared hiccup potion to each student.After doing all this, she suddenly felt that the previous distress and haze had temporarily disappeared.

She looked at Tom, who was helping a little boy with the worst hiccups to drink a potion, and took a deep breath and walked over to him.

"I have something to tell you later." She whispered to him.

Tom replied without looking up, "Wait for me in my office. The password is Wolfbane aconite. I'll be there soon."

"Okay." She smiled, then turned and strode away.

"Thank you, Mr. Riddle." The little boy raised his head and said politely in a crisp voice.

But Tom didn't respond to the little boy's thanks, but turned his head and frowned and took a deep look at Eleanor's back.

While waiting, Eleanor walked around Tom's office a few times bored.It's no surprise that Tom's bookcase is filled with seemingly incomprehensible books.

Then she also saw the medal placed in the glass cabinet, which was a research association thanking Tom Riddle for his contribution to the study of spells.According to the date, Tom received the medal when he was still in seventh grade.

As long as he wants to, he will definitely be able to achieve a great career.Eleanor couldn't help thinking this way.And she is sure that Tom must have a perfect plan for her life.

Eleanor suddenly felt a faint unease, and she soon discovered that the source of the unease had nothing to do with Tom.She found that she never had time to think about the future.

Soon she was going to marry Tom... and after that?

She suddenly remembered her dream of being a detective, but at this moment, this dream only made her feel ridiculous.

Thinking of this, she subconsciously stroked the wand in her pocket—yes, she is no longer the original Eleanor Alford.She's a witch now, isn't she?

When Tom returned to the office, he saw a dark-haired girl frowning and reading a book.She didn't realize that Tom had come behind her at all.

"What are you looking at?" he asked softly.

Eleanor was so frightened that she almost threw the book out. She turned to look at Tom with lingering fear, "You walk as silently as a cat!"

"Patronus Charm?" Tom glanced at the pages in her open hand.

Eleanor closed the book, smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "I just read it casually."

Tom stared at her for a moment, then suddenly leaned forward and kissed her softly on the lips.Eleanor closed her eyes and accepted his kiss.

"Tell me, why did you suddenly come to me?" Tom asked with a chuckle, "It's not just to study the Patronus Charm."

"Of course not." Eleanor replied immediately, and then looked at him hesitantly.

"What's the matter?" Tom asked quietly.

Eleanor clutched the letter in her pocket tightly, and the haze that disappeared before suddenly returned.

Probably sensing that something was wrong with her face, Tom pulled the armchair aside and said in a low voice, "Sit down."

Eleanor sat down obediently.

Tom sat down in the chair beside Eleanor, crossing his fingers under his chin.He sighed slightly, and said with a worried face: "Tell me, what happened?"

Eleanor decided to spare the oblique nonsense.So she took out the letter.

"Look at this," she said, taking a deep breath.

Tom opened the letter and began to read.Eleanor stared intently at his face, trying to read the subtle expressions on his face.

But in the process of reading the letter, Tom remained expressionless. After 1 minute, he put down the letter paper, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised an arc, "This is something you are worried about? Do you believe what it says?"

"I don't know, Tom," whispered Eleanor hoarsely, "you tell me, is it true?"

The smile on Tom's face suddenly disappeared.He lowered his eyes, his eyelids fluttered slightly, and he pursed his lips before saying hoarsely: "I see, so this is what you think of me. You believe me to be a brutal murderer, don't you?"

Eleanor looked at him silently, and subconsciously squeezed the envelope in her hand.

He raised his eyelids to look at Eleanor, and at the same time his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

"That's such a pity, Eleanor. I thought you'd know me better than anyone," he said softly, as if what Eleanor said had really hurt his feelings.

"I'm sorry." Eleanor murmured subconsciously, and at the same time felt her heart ache like being clamped, "but..."

However, she still couldn't completely dispel her doubts about Tom.

"But what?" Tom sneered shortly.

He suddenly leaned forward, staring at her with dark eyes.

Eleanor flinched subconsciously.Although she knew that she didn't need to be afraid of him, her instinct made her smell a little dangerous.

Tom suddenly stretched out his hand, which made her eyes widen for a moment.

But Tom just stroked her cheek gently with some cold fingertips.Then he sighed softly.

"Don't let unfounded accusations ruin our relationship, will you?" he said in a slightly hoarse voice, "—that's just ridiculous. Would you rather believe a woman who is not even a friend than Do you believe me?"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly lowered his head and kissed her lips again.

As so many times before, Eleanor couldn't refuse his kisses.She closed her eyes in response, and put her arms around his neck.

After a few minutes, they parted breathlessly.

Eleanor was buried in the crest of his neck, and the nostrils were filled with a familiar smell.She suddenly felt a slight tingling in her heart again.

After a moment of silence, Eleanor suddenly said in a whispering voice: "...It is because I know you that I feel that what is said in that letter...may be true. I'm sorry, Tom."

Tom's body stiffened suddenly, and he moved, trying to push her away.

But Elinor hugged him even tighter.

"Tell me the truth, okay?" she whispered. "I know what it's like when you lie... so you don't have to hide it from me."

Eleanor was actually telling a lie.If it had been a few years ago, she might have known with certainty that Tom was lying.But now Tom is quite different from before. He is better at hiding himself than before.

Tom silently let her hold him.

So Eleanor went on: "I heard something from Cloures... I never had time to tell you. She said that you encouraged other students at school and did some disgraceful things." things."

"Yes, I admit that some unpleasant things did happen in those days," replied Tom with a sigh. "To be honest, I'm not at all proud. But who hasn't done stupid things when they were young?"

Li Nuo swallowed her saliva, and continued hoarsely, "And that day... the night you came back covered in blood, you told me it wasn't your blood. Tell me, what happened that day?"

"Oh, that's just dragon's blood." Tom chuckled, "I was helping Professor Slughorn with the dragon's blood that needed to be used in class, and I accidentally spilled it on me. Please, what do you think it is? ?”

"But your face was terrible that day."

"That's because I've been working all day and I haven't had time to rest," said Tom calmly. "Eleanor, don't use your wild imagination. The fact is, nothing happened, everything was It's just your fantasy."

He said, kissing Eleanor's forehead, "We're going to have a wedding in a few days, aren't we? Besides, don't think about those messy things anymore, okay?"

Finally, Eleanor leaves Tom's office with nothing.

Can she really believe everything Tom just said?

She found that she had lost trust in Tom.No... She sighed and shook her head slightly.She never really believed him fully.

She felt her heart was shaking.

Can she really marry a man she can't trust at all?

She remembered Uncle Tim's saying that a marriage that doesn't trust each other is as fragile as a mirror.Uncle Tim means himself and Aunt Jenny.Paradoxically, Uncle Tim has always been deeply in love with his wife.

"It's the same as me now." Eleanor murmured.

At this moment, she suddenly found herself at the end of a corridor.There was no way ahead, but she didn't turn around and leave immediately.

Because she saw a beautiful clock standing at the end of the corridor.

- The Bell of Kronos.

She hadn't seen the clock for years.She walked towards it slowly, stroking its cold surface with some nostalgia.

The diamonds on its surface reflected the bright light, which fascinated Eleanor for a while.

"You are here." An old voice said suddenly.

Eleanor turned sharply, and was surprised to see an old woman standing behind her.On that wrinkled face, a pair of bright pale blue eyes stared at her fiercely.