[hp] Pure White Age

Looking back at Draco's bedroom, behind the half-open door, there was no one in the room.He could tell at a glance that the second-to-last bed belonged to Draco, and it was neatly made, and the pajamas folded on the bed were in line with his flirtatious style.They walked back quickly.

[Can't you be more specific?Like what color does he like? 】

A familiar voice froze their footsteps.The person standing in the corner turned around abruptly, and quickly put a small white thing into his pocket.

[Why don't you go in? 】The blond Slytherin asked coldly, he glanced at the half-open door of the dormitory, his eyes flashed with suspicion.He exudes a more obvious low air pressure than before: [Is there a Mudblood in it or something? 】

Harry and Ron shook their heads hurriedly.Before Ron could react, Harry kicked him hard in the calf.

[Ouch——] Ron fell to the ground.Draco's patience was running out, and he had the look on his face as if he was contemplating kicking his ass.It was also at this time that Ron noticed that his nose was slowly shrinking. [My stomach hurts——] He cried out quickly.

[We have to go to the school doctor. 】Harry dragged him up, and Ron noticed that Harry's voice was also changing.They didn't care about Draco's reaction, and they fled this place of right and wrong like flying.It wasn't until they fled back to the bathroom with Myrtle again and looked at each other and laughed in the baggy school robes that Ron realized what that little white thing was.

It was his long-lost White King.

☆、Chapter38 Christmas Eve (1)

Christmas Eve seems to be no different this year than it was last year.Ron watched from the window the bustling scene in the common room, people laughing and shouting, as if everything was dyed Gryffindor red, everything was shining brilliantly.

Everyone sat in a circle and gathered under the huge Christmas tree.Ron and Dean sat on Harry's left and right hands, and the three talked happily from time to time, but Hermione's absence made them somewhat uneasy. [Why on earth is she unwilling to come out of the cubicle? We won't laugh at her.Is she still there now?How can this work! ’ Ron whispered in confusion.

Harry patted him on the shoulder reassuringly. 【Let's go find her and try to come back before opening the presents. 】He said.Ron nodded, and the two left the lively lounge with an excuse.

The temperature difference inside and outside the round hole was huge, and the two shrank their necks in unison, shivering.As Ron walked and looked out of the corridor, the wind blew through the treetops of unknown plants, making intermittent whimpers.He couldn't help but wonder if it would snow again this Christmas.

Eventually they found Hermione at Madam Pomfrey, who had misused cat fur and was crying with a cat face.Ron looked around and told her seriously that she was cute like this, but in exchange for a fist that became angry from embarrassment.

【You go back,】 She turned over unnaturally, 【I want to wait by myself. 】

Ron and Harry looked at each other.Of course they want to go back, but how can this work? 【We bring you presents, let's spend Christmas together. 】

Hermione's eyes peeked out from the book. [Are you really sure you want to do this? 】Ron saw that she was actually very happy, 【In this case, the present I prepared for you is placed under the seat where I often sit, so you can go and see it. 】

After Ron and Harry insisted, Madam Pomfrey agreed to let them stay here all night to watch over Hermione.The two left to go back to the dormitory to get presents, then walked back to meet Hermione. [This is a different Christmas, there is nothing wrong with three people. ] Ron held the gift in both hands, thinking comfortably.

[Ron, look quickly. 】Harry's voice sounded in his ear.Ron looked blankly where Harry was looking, and quickly smiled.

It is snow.Hogwarts Christmas snowflakes are never late.The falling white velvet fell on the faces of the two of them. They stared side by side at the gradually crystal clear campus. The air was so quiet that they couldn't even hear their breathing.At this time, Ron seemed to catch the faint fragrance of camphor. He looked at Harry who was looking up at the snow. The boy looked so happy now.

Before Ron could react, he had already pulled out a beautiful long red gift box from his pocket. [What's the matter, Ron? 】Harry looked down at the box, and smiled even more: 【We have to unpack it together, that's an agreement. 】

【Oh, of course. 】Maybe it was the expression of his friend just now that made him feel happy, so he couldn't wait to share the surprise.Ron shyly put the gift box into his pocket, [Let's go. 】

Madam Pomfrey cranked up the fire in the sickroom.Ron sighed at the warmth of stepping in, and sat down with Harry in the chair beside the hospital bed.Hermione still had a lot of cat hair left on her face, which made her look funnier than usual, which Ron thought was nice.

[There is no Christmas tree here, let's start directly. 】Ron couldn't wait to stuff two red boxes of different sizes into the arms of his friends.He was the first to unwrap the presents for himself—a new Honeydukes product and a set of exquisite Muggle illustrated books from his friends.

【I entrusted your two brothers to buy it in Hogsmeade. 】Harry pushed his glasses, 【I remember you like coconut cream very much. ] He got an affirmative answer from Ron.Hermione was sitting on the hospital bed holding the gift box. Seeing Ron looking at the book set upside down, she pouted slightly: [My parents picked it for you. They said it was very popular in our bookstore. 】Ron poked the villain on the screen with his finger, only to realize that he can't move. [My dad might rush to read it with me. ] he said to Hermione.

After unwrapping the gift from Hermione, Harry held the red gift box in both hands.There was a peaceful smile on his face, as if he was holding something in the box, 【This time he is absolutely impossible to guess. 】Ron thought a little proudly, 【Because I didn't expect that I could really cook it successfully. 】

The long box was opened, and the clear pink potion was shaken gently in the glass bottle.Ron cast his eyes quickly to Harry, expecting to catch a surprise in Harry's eyes, or a smile from the corner of his mouth.

Unfortunately, he didn't sense anything he wanted from Harry's expression, but the other party wasn't completely silent.Ron was sure that the moment Harry saw the potion, his pupils dilated and his mouth parted slightly in confusion.

[This is a pleasure potion, I saw it in Hermione's book. 】Ron was afraid that Harry would not understand, so he quickly explained, 【It has many functions: soothing the nerves, cheering the mood, and helping sleep.You can drop it in tea or milk. 】

【…Thank you, Ron.I really need this. 】The corners of Harry's mouth finally curled slightly, and he didn't even take the bottle out of the box, which somewhat disappointed Ron.It was only Harry's next question that made him feel better: [You have come home late these days, are you cooking it? 】

[Yes. ] Ron replied.Harry put his arms around his shoulders: [Thank you very much, Ron, this is very sweet. 】Looking at the sincere eyes of his black-haired friend, Ron dispelled the weird embarrassment in his heart and patted his hand.Harry's gaze fell on the red gift box in Hermione's hand, and he leaned closer to her: [Open it, Hermione. 】

Hermione opened the box: a glow-in-the-dark butterfly bookmark lay at the bottom, flapping its wings gently.Harry's expression grew more bewildered, his eyes meeting Ron's.

【Harry, are you feeling well today? 】

【Of course not, I just thought...】

【what? 】

【nothing. ] Harry smiled and shook his head.

Hermione liked the gift so much that she tucked it into an advanced spellbook, the butterfly wings shrunk.Ron and Harry took all kinds of snacks from the lounge out of their pockets and scattered them all over the hospital bed.Outside the window behind the hospital bed, snowflakes were fluttering, but the temperature inside was so comfortable that they all took off their coats.There were no other patients in the ward. Madam Pomfrey went to celebrate Christmas with the professors, and there were only the three of them, tasting delicious food and chatting freely. The haze of the heir was also kept out by the atmosphere of Christmas.

At times like this, Ron still inevitably thought of Draco.What is the other party doing now?Is he still in the common room, lecturing the Greengrass girls?Did he see something wrong with Crabbe and Goyle?Of course, what he thinks more about is: what gifts will the other party receive, and will he remember to prepare gifts for him?

When Madam Pomfrey returned, they were all asleep.Harry was lying at Hermione's feet, snoring softly, holding the used pleasure potion in his hand; Hermione was lying sideways on the bed, and Ron snatched half of her pillow.The campus outside the window has turned white, as quiet as if buried, but full of happiness.

A noise woke Ron up, and he struggled to raise his head to look out the window: he saw nothing but white snow.But suddenly, a wonderful premonition woke him up completely. He knelt on the bed and looked around by the window sill, but there was nothing.Moving his gaze down, he looked downstairs at the snow-covered ground.

【what happened? 】 Hermione was awakened by his movement and rubbed her eyes.Harry was still fast asleep, probably the deepest he'd slept in weeks.

[Nothing, I want to go to the bathroom.Go to sleep and don't wake Harry up. 】

Hermione fell back on the pillow.If she is energetic enough, she must be able to detect the trembling of her friend's voice when she speaks.But in fact, she heard the boy's slightly hurried footsteps gradually drifting away, and fell asleep again.

His feet could barely stand on the steps, three steps, two steps, one step, the gradually decreasing steps in front of him made him more nervous than the countdown to Christmas.He tried his best not to make a sound, but walked very fast, as if if he didn't hurry up, the back figure would disappear.

The four colleges were so immersed in the snow and the festival that they had no time to look downstairs, how the red-haired boy jumped into the embrace of the shadow.

【Hello slow. ] said the man.His hands and cheeks were cold, and he had obviously been standing for a long time.Even so, his breath against his ear was still warm.Ron wrapped his arms around his neck tightly and buried himself completely in his lover's arms.For some reason, his eyes were red.

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The boy lying in his arms snorted comfortably, like a small animal.The soft voice of the red hair tickled his spine, and his reason knew it was wrong, but at this moment he wanted to strip the boy naked, wrap him in his robe, and kiss him all over, making his voice even higher .

But he knew he couldn't be here, it was too cold, and he had more important things to do, he reminded himself.The coldness outside and the heat stirred up inside at the same time teased the senses, which is undoubtedly a kind of torture.Maybe a kiss would provide relief.As he thought, he kissed his lover's mouth and tasted the sweetness of coconut cream.

【Who is there? ] A familiar, sinister voice seemed to enter the ear from outer space.The two of them stopped their movements at the same time, and looked towards the place where the bright light flickered.

It's Filch.Draco's brain was rarely blank, only knowing that the person in his arms took his hand and ran towards the bushes, and then he was thrown into the snow without warning.

☆、Chapter39 Christmas Eve (2)

The snow was soft to the touch, which was the first feeling Ron felt after he fell down. He hugged these white elves to his full arms, and his robes rubbed against the snow to make a low rustling sound, and he also tasted some in his mouth. The ice is cold, and it seems to be able to sip a little bit of sweetness.The blond lover lying under him, who hadn't recovered yet, found that puzzled face interesting to him, and he slowly pressed his cheek against the other's chest. In this silence, he heard the orderly heartbeat of his lover, Snowflakes kept jumping on their bodies, faces and hair, as if vowing to bury them, the cold air silenced everything, what Ron heard in a trance was the heartbeat of the snow itself, thump, thump, thump Boom.

The bright light flickered a few times not far from the bushes, Filch didn't intend to get his shoes wet, and Ron heard his footsteps drifting away in the corridor.The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and they were really going to be buried, but no one moved.It was an amazing experience, they had all played snowball fights and snow angels, but they had never hugged the snow quietly like this.The night spread like a thick black mist on the snow lake, and they lay on the waveless lake, swinging leisurely.

The snow melted on Draco's eyelashes. At this moment, he mistakenly thought that he was connected to the earth, and all he could feel was the weight of his body.I don't know how long it took, but the weight slowly decreased.The person who was leaning on him raised his upper body, and the silver flakes flowed from his robe, looming in the dim light of the castle.He hadn't looked at them for long, his gaze was caught by something else.

They were lake-blue eyes, he knew, though in this darkness he couldn't tell their color.It's just that they are too bright, hanging above to stare at him seriously, like two laughing fireflies.He heard the shallow breathing of his lover, and after a while, the person who always had the prettiest smile took something out of his robe and put it on his chest, clucking a kiss on his cold lips, saying: [Draco, Merry Christmas. 】

At this moment, is there anyone else in this world?Draco was puzzled by this.Under those expectant eyes, he reached out and untied the ribbon on the box, poked in, and the soft and warm touch kissed his fingers.

【Like it? ] The red-haired boy’s voice was still smiling, 【Take it, so that even if you see the color later, you won’t be able to return it, Merlin bless you. 】

Merlin knew he had no time to care about the color of the gloves.He just looked at those eyes, fumbled to put them on, and his intuition told him that they should be red, just like the hot red of the other's hair, which would make his hands burn but still enjoy it.

The other party put out a gloved hand and covered his ears.It was really warm, Ron narrowed his eyes quietly, and leaned closer again, letting the two snow-stained lips stick to each other, lovingly rubbing each other.The other party put his arms around his waist, guiding him to sink completely on him, and delicate kisses fell on his brows, eyes, ears and cheeks unhurriedly, as if performing some kind of ritual.The smell of mint drifted between the lips and teeth, and entered his body through the kiss.When the lover's lips left him and they looked at each other, he found that the other's eyes were so bright and focused, shining with innocent attachment, it really didn't look like him, didn't it?

Joy melted in his chest, like some daredevil had knocked over a whole bottle of cherry jam in his heart.Just when Ron was about to smile, the other party handed him a box: [Merry Christmas, Ronnie. 】Ron took the gift, and with the vague outline and feel, he was sure that it was the small silver-green box that the other party was playing with a few hours ago.

【What color ribbon did you tie? ] asked Ron.

【blue. ] The other party coughed lightly, 【I didn't expect you to care about this... Do you like it? 】

[Actually, I like orange,] Ron said this on purpose, [But it doesn't matter, I guess you just picked it randomly? 】

【……almost. ] There was a cold snort after the silence, 【Don't be picky about Christmas gifts. 】

Ron kissed the corner of the other's mouth under an easily perceivable low pressure: 【Thank you, I like it very much. 】

[You haven't opened it yet, weasel. 】The other party's voice softened, and he carefully lit his wand.

Ron opened the box and took out a gold necklace.

【It's so beautiful. ] He praised.On the necklace was a small ring pendant that dangled slightly as he spoke.

Draco ripped off his collar, and Ron found that he was wearing the same thin chain around his neck. [This is a gift from Professor Snape, I asked someone to make another one. 】He paused, and said: 【In the next few weeks, I may be busy...Professor Snape wants me to do something for him. 】

Ron looked up and met gray eyes.Draco didn't mention the details of what happened, nor did he ask.Finally, he put the necklace around his neck and hid it under his shirt. [Does it look good? ] The other party didn't speak, but just squeezed his hand tightly.

Harry and Hermione were still fast asleep when Ron tiptoed back to the infirmary.He lay on the bed sheet and looked up at the dark night outside the window, feeling deeply that he should go back to the lounge. He wondered if everyone had fallen asleep, and whether they would still lie on the bed chatting excitedly.But it was too quiet here. He took out the pendant from under his shirt collar and examined it carefully. What happened in the snow a moment ago was still flowing in his memory.

[Maybe I'll never forget that I was lying in the snow with Draco Malfoy on Christmas Eve. ] He thought, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again.

Early the next morning, Ron and Harry went back to the bedroom together.Most of the people had so much fun last night that they were still sleeping soundly under the covers.As soon as they entered the lounge, they were stopped by a voice.

[Ha, it's Harry and Ron.What are you doing away at night? 】It's George, it's rare to see him alone.Ron guessed that Fred might have gone out on a date with Angelina, and he was a little gloating that George was alone.

[We went to accompany Hermione last night,] Ron wearily waved his hand on his shoulder, [I'm so tired, I want to sleep again. 】

[Of course, but before that, you have to answer me a question. 】George stopped him abruptly, and glanced at Harry with a playful smile: 【Who did you give those gloves to?Harry?Or Granger? 】

Ron almost choked himself, he glanced at Harry in a panic: [... what?What gloves? 】

[Okay, don't play tricks on your brother. 】George curled his lips, 【I saw it the day we went to your room to pick up the goods. The red box is in the drawer. 】

【what is this!How can you just rummage through my drawers! 】Ron was so angry that his face was hot. For some reason, he was a little afraid to respond to Harry's gaze, even though he knew that his friend should not care about it.

【We didn't do it on purpose.Tell me, who did you give it to?If it wasn't for Harry and Hermione... Could it be that you are in love, little Ronnie? 】George winked at Harry and explained: 【I made a bet with Fred.He thinks you're definitely going to give it to Granger, but I don't think those gloves are feminine...so Harry. 】

[Sorry, it's Justin Fletcher. 】Ron counterattacked blankly,【I just want to show my kindness to my new friend, you all guessed wrong. 】

[Oh bad. 】George kindly said, 【If that's the case, we'll have to pay Jordan two bubble gums. That's a new product, still under development. 】

【How many people did you tell? 】Ron frantically pushed George out of the room, 【Can't you respect me a little?From today on, I won't allow you to come and go from my bedroom, George. ] After speaking, he closed the door.

[Why is there such a big reaction. ] George, who had a bad nose, scraped his chin with his hands, 【Isn’t this what we do at home all the time?unless……】

【Did you give the gloves to Fenri? ] Because the roommates were still sleeping, Harry asked in a low voice.

【……right. ] Ron was a little surprised, 【You also know about gloves? 】

[You forgot, I was in the dormitory when George and the others came. 】Harry shrugged and suddenly smiled, 【I just didn't expect you to be so careful and prepare a gift for him so early. 】

[He helped me, Harry. ] Ron said more and more in a low voice, 【I was not feeling well that day when the club recruited new students, and he sent me back to the dormitory. 】

There was a dim gleam in Harry's pale green eyes.Ron couldn't figure out what his friend was thinking of, but he actually saw a trace of disappointment in his eyes.

[But you and Hermione will always be my best friends. ] He patted Harry on the shoulder.

[Of course,] Harry blinked a few times, [Wait, you don't think I'm so narrow-minded, do you? 】

【of course not. 】Ron laughed, 【Go back to sleep, I didn't sleep well yesterday. 】

[I feel very refreshed, thank you for the potion, Ron. 】Harry responded with a smile, but the smile on his face was fleeting and turned into a look of embarrassment, 【Ron, I want to tell you something. 】

【What? ] Ron looked seriously into his friend's eyes.

[That's...Percy is in love, with Clearwater. 】

【Merlin!Who did you hear that from, Harry?This is big news, and Fred and George will be teasing him all year long! 】

[That's what they told me. 】Harry returned to his slight smile, but Ron could see that he was still nervous,【Actually...Ron, I might be in love too. 】

[Really...really?Harry!who is she? 】

Harry was visibly relieved: [Her name is Qiu Zhang, a third-year Ravenclaw. 】

[Ravenclaw?Third grade?how did you guys meet? ] Ron had one question after another in his mind, and he thought it was so interesting.After all, he had always thought that Harry had no more emotional intelligence than him in this regard.

[It's Hermione.Both she and Cho Chang are in the Charms Society.I didn't find you on the recruiting day of the club, so I went to Hermione and met her.Then... We met a few more times, and she was Ravenclaw's Seeker. 】

[This is great, Harry, I remember, Ravenclaw's Seeker...she's beautiful, isn't she? 】

The sun fell into Miracle Boy's eyes, and the black-haired friend was still staring at him, as if seeking approval from his expression.Time seemed to stand still for a while, and finally the boy with glasses nodded, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised: [Yes...she is really beautiful. 】

☆、Chapter40 Tom Riddle (1)

[The heir said that his bones will remain in the secret room forever. 】

Ron turned slowly to Harry, and the Wonder Boy was equally pale.A few minutes ago, they unearthed key clues, but...

The Heir of Slytherin was one step ahead of them.

【Professor, who did the heir take away? ] Harry asked anxiously.

[A Hufflepuff student, Justin Finch.His life is in danger now. 】Professor McGonagall replied seriously, the folds on her skin seemed to be getting deeper, 【You guys better join the academy quickly and don't interfere in this matter.We have to send the Hogwarts students home tomorrow...]

How can this work, we just found the most important clue!Ron could almost hear the growl in Harry's chest.Justin's name exploded in his head like a firework, and he'd tried to contact the boy since that day in the hallway, but had never seen him again.Perhaps before that day, the boy had been controlled by the diary.

[Ron, what's wrong with you? ] On the way back to the lounge, Harry was surprised to find that his friend had messed up his red hair, 【We can still find a way. 】

[Harry, it's possible that Finlaye got the diary. 】Ron tried his best to restrain his fear, 【He was captured by the heir only when he was controlled by it. I lost the diary, Merlin...】

Harry watched his friend's sinking back in silence. 【His expression looks like he is about to cry. ] thought Harry.Subconsciously, he felt that he had reason to be angry, and he remembered Ron often being so rash.However, when he heard him speak intermittently and choked up, he couldn't help but want to appease his red-haired friend.He'd talked to the diary too, and he knew how dangerous it was, and he should have gotten rid of it with Ron instead of leaving it to him, hadn't he?

【We need to find Lockhart and tell him everything we know!Time is ticking, Ron. 】Harry pushed the redundant thoughts out of his mind and urged in a low voice.

Ron raised his head and met his friend's light green eyes.The faint scent of camphor is calming, 【Sorry, Harry.You're right, here we go. 】

On the way to Lockhart's office, Ron trembled with his wand in his pocket.Even though he didn't want to be so negative, thoughts like [Finley was killed by me] and [Why didn't I burn that damn diary earlier] uncontrollably popped up in my mind.

They came to Lockhart's office, the door of the room was ajar.Through the crack of the door, Ron saw many blue and violet clothes flying in the air and finally being thrown into a large suitcase.

【What is he doing?Didn't the professors tell him to find Finlay in the Chamber of Secrets? 】

[As if some of us really believed that he could save someone. ] Harry said angrily, he squeezed his wand tightly, and pushed the door open.

[Oh, oh, Harry, and Ron, what are you doing here? 】A weak smile appeared on Lockhart's face, and he hastened to stuff his clothes and books into the suitcase.Ron thought he looked different than usual, maybe he'd forgotten to touch up his makeup.

Harry glanced at the mess on the ground, and when Lockhart rolled his eyes, he quickly shouted: 【Expelliarmus! (Except your weapon)] The wand that Lockhart hadn't taken out of his pocket flew towards them in a flash, and Ron grabbed it firmly.

【Are you going to be a deserter? 】Ron said half angrily and half sarcastically,【Just when the school needs you, aren't you very good at Defense Against the Dark Arts? 】

[Of course I really want to save that child, trust me. 】Lockhart clasped the back of the chair with both hands, looking between the wands of the two, 【But, I don't know where the secret room is, I can't do anything, can I?I also received a letter asking me to go there immediately, this is a very urgent matter, very urgent...]

[I don't want to listen to his nonsense anymore, how about you? ] Ron whispered, Harry pointed the tip of his wand at Lockhart, 【We happen to know where the Chamber of Secrets is, come with us, let us see what you are capable of, Professor. 】

Ron and Harry walked to the left and right of Lockhart, pointing the tip of their wand against his back, and together they reached the bathroom where Myrtle was, and Harry turned on the pipe under the tap.

【Are you going to die? ] Myrtle asked happily, biting her finger.Harry and Ron didn't answer, and Lockhart's legs began to tremble, [Merlin~] he called.

[You go down first. 】Harry took a deep breath and poked Lockhart who was kneeling at the mouth of the pipe with his wand. His friend's actions and tone inexplicably reminded Ron of another guy who was used to bossing around. He didn't expect his friend to have this side.

Lockhart tried to save the situation, but Harry and Ron jointly pushed him down.

[Will we be too cruel?His magic may not be as good as ours. ] Amidst the continuous, layered screams, Ron pretended to be embarrassed and said.They slid down the pipe one after another, and the countless bends and bumps made Ron believe that they were falling to the bottom of the black lake.

Sliding out of the progressively horizontal pipe, Ron fell into a small patch of slime, his robes getting wet and slippery, and Harry was no better off.Here is a dark, decaying stone tunnel.They read the lumos and saw animal bones and a large, brightly colored snake's skin strewn about ahead.

No one cared about the decadent Lockhart, who stared at the snake skin with a pale face, apparently greatly stimulated.He charged at them before Harry could speak, aiming for the wand in Ron's hand.

[Ron be careful! 】

However, Harry's wand also fell to the ground.Lockhart took back his and Ron's wands, and the smirk resumed: 【Excuse me, I have to cast an Oblivion Curse on you. ] He wrapped his wand triumphantly, 【I'm sorry I couldn't save the poor boy, but by the time we got there, he was dead and the heir was long gone... wasn't he? 】

Damn guy.Ron was bubbling with anger, he had sprained his arm, and the odds were against him and Harry.Why hadn't he paid attention to Lockhart then?A thought came to him faintly, if only he had been more cautious when he first came out of the pipeline.

【Forget everything! ] Lockhart shouted.

Ron rushed to the side in a hurry, but found himself unable to move.At this moment, he felt a burning pain in his neck. He opened his eyes in confusion, and was surprised to find that he was sitting in the slime, holding two magic wands!

Snakeskin is not far from them.Lockhart's face was pale, and he suddenly turned his head and rushed towards him, Harry's eyes were wide open. [One forget... all empty! 】Ron subconsciously recited the spell he heard a few seconds ago, and secretly prayed to Merlin that he didn't learn it wrong.

A blue light shot from the wand.Lockhart was hit, his body convulsed a few times, and he fell slowly backwards.

[This is incredible. ] Harry muttered, 【He obviously got his wand back...or am I hallucinating? 】

[Maybe both of us are hallucinating at the same time. Ron was relieved by Harry's reaction, but also more confused. [Anyway, he can't threaten our memory - we threatened him. 】

They dusted off their robes and stepped over the snakeskin to go deeper into the tunnel.At last they entered a room, a room with a high ceiling that seemed to be shrouded in black mist, and many serpentine columns.Right in front of the room stood a full-length statue of a wizard as high as the top. Ron thought this was the legendary Salazar Slytherin.At the foot of the statue, lies Justin Fletcher.

【Finley! 】They ran over and shook the curly-haired boy's body, 【Please, don't die, don't! ] Ron kept talking.With his eyes closed and sunken, and the hem of his robe and trousers smeared with mud, Finlayley looked nothing like the man who smiled and handed him rose tea and cookies.

【His breath is very weak.If you don't get him out in time, he will literally die. ] Harry's voice was trembling too.The empty snake eyes looked down at them coldly, and they all had a premonition that the still dormant danger would not let them off so easily.

[Then treat him as dead. 】A cool voice floated gently.Ron and Harry looked up sharply.

In the dark stone room, the white mist dissipated from the nearest stone pillar, revealing a figure.He seemed to be walking from the middle of the water, and he couldn't see clearly, but somehow, when Ron's eyes touched the man's jet-like hair and thin outline, he immediately knew that he was Tom Riddle.That dangerous smell could not fool anyone, and he gripped his wand tightly.

Riddle noticed his movement, but didn't care. [I thought we were friends. 】He made a mouth shape to him and showed a meaningful smile.

【Riddle, would you mind helping us move him back to the mouth of the pipe? 】Harry pursed his lips, obviously he was weighing the pros and cons, realizing that the heir and the basilisk are more dangerous than Tom Riddle right now. [You just want to play the game, you probably don't want to kill people. 】

[Actually, I really don't mind. ] Riddle replied, his black eyes looking very calm.

【Then, can you help us? 】

[Unfortunately, I am just a memory stored in the diary.I can't move him. 】

Ron grabbed Harry's sleeve: [Don't talk to him too much, Harry, move quickly. 】

[You are so cold, Weasley. 】The smile on the corner of Riddle's mouth became more obvious,【I thought you would rather talk to me,】his eyes shifted to Harry,【After all, not everything can be shared with friends, sometimes a stranger who is good at listening People are quite appropriate. 】

【Harry, we have to get out of this damn place before the basilisk comes. ] said Ron in a nasty voice.

But that didn't stop Tom Riddle. [The snake will not come out without being summoned.Why don't we chat for a while?Harry... oh yes, Harry, you wanted to talk to me about your parents too, didn't you?If this friend of yours hadn't reminded you. 】

Riddle glanced at Ron, then looked at Fenriely lying on the ground, 【This boy has as many secrets as you do, Weasley.Do you know why he didn't go to Eton? ] His eyes seemed meaningful: 【Because he didn't dare.But that kind of thing cannot be completely avoided even at Hogwarts.You must have a deep understanding of this point. 】

[Poor boy is immersed in the pain of having a secret, which is very beneficial to me.He talks to me more