[hp] Pure White Age

The flying insects scattered quietly. "He should listen to me." Regulus' voice floated around the chandelier, "At his age, he will leave the world of veil soon after death, so it's better to enter the state of nothingness... "

"I really need your help." Ron buried his face in his hands, "Even if we ask the people behind the veil to help us? For example... If they also have the will to help Riddle open the entrance, will things be okay? easier?"

"Let me try." After a long time, the flying insects finally changed their words, "but don't trust my power too much. Except for a few smart people, it is difficult for you to persuade those dead people to help the future Voldemort. "

Ron knew he shouldn't be in Tom Riddle's space, he had promised Draco.But he wasn't sure how long he'd have to stay in the hallway.After coming out of Regulus' space, he has been wandering here, hoping to sense something through the necklace.It's hard to imagine, but right now he's hanging around Draco's neck, isn't it?But he didn't feel anything except a vague sense of panic.

Maybe in "that incident", Draco was just a bystander, so there was no overly intense emotion.Ron waited in the corridor for a long time, so long that he felt that it was almost dawn in reality.Why is Draco still unwilling to let him out?What happened in the real world that made him think it would be better not to let him go to class?

Maybe what he was going to do next, even if Draco did it with him, it wouldn't be better.If you want to find the Horcrux, you have to change the plot of Riddle's space, and you have to deal with Tom Riddle Jr. Wouldn't it be more covert to do it alone?

Two voices were entangled in Ron's mind.He tried to talk to Draco, but the other party never responded to his question, just let him feel a wave of mental waves from time to time, letting him know that he had not been forgotten.

After many fruitless attempts at dialogue, Ron fell asleep.He dreamed of the necklace being taken from the mirror, and this time the hand came from Voldemort, and he pulled him and Draco out of the mirror, staring at them with those huge, snake-like pupils... Just when he was about to wake up, a flash of lightning flashed across his dream, the candle was extinguished for a moment, and the picture turned dark——Ron saw Dumbledore, standing in front of the window of the headmaster's office, with a very expression on his face Peaceful, a green light covered his face, his long white hair spread out, and there were people roaring around——

Ron sat up abruptly, the corridor wall he was leaning on still hadn't turned into a mirror.

These are all true.At this moment, he finally understands what it feels like to be connected with God.

Dumbledore died, and Harry and Hermione fled.Hogwarts is no longer the old Hogwarts.

Ron didn't know what he was thinking.When he came back to his senses, he had dripped the remaining blood of Harry into the door lock of Riddle's space.

A white light swept over him.

☆、Chapter125 Tom Riddle's Memory (6)

Ron has been in Tom Riddle's space for a whole day, and the news from the outside world that he was looking forward to was also interrupted for a day.He wanted desperately to know where Harry and Hermione had escaped and whether they were safe, but knew it was fantasy.Beyond that, he has many, many questions.What is Draco doing now?Why didn't you reply to his messages?Was Dumbledore killed by Death Eaters himself?How did they get into Hogwarts?Why didn't Snape protect the Headmaster?

Thinking about these things only made him feel more isolated.Ron walked out of the alley where he stayed at night, crossed the deserted road, and turned into a street.Since he and Draco had previewed all the pieces, Riddle's memory had returned to square one.In a few hours, by daylight, the couple who run the pawn shop will see Merope, who is pregnant, out the door.

Ron had to admit that his choice to enter Riddle's space right now was impulsive.This entry used up half of Harry's remaining blood, which meant that if Regulus couldn't get through the entrance to the Veiled World and he couldn't return to the real world, the memory of this reincarnation might be wasted. If I want to see Merope again, I can only wait for the next starting point.

So he must cherish the clip that is happening in front of him, no matter what, he has to do something.Even if it is just to accumulate failure experience for the next reincarnation.According to the memories he and Draco have seen, there is a blank space between Merope being sent to the relief station by John and his wife and her death in front of the orphanage, because Tom Riddle lacks the imagination to supplement this memory, this It's a perfect opportunity for Ron - he can help Riddle add this memory, as long as the main line is not changed, the space will accept it.

Ron has thought of countless ways to allow Merope to follow him with confidence and go to the seaside cave to meet Regulus (of course, this is the most ideal assumption, he is not sure that Regulus can really get through the entrance) , but rejected them one by one: he knew that before arriving at the relief station, John would be inseparable from Merope, and after arriving at the relief station, there would be more people around Merope.In other words—as cruel as it sounds—he must find a way to send the Johns away, leaving poor Merope once again in a helpless situation. Only in this case, Merope can rely on a sudden The stranger who appeared.

Yes, he had to make Merope depend on him—a young man with only one Sickle in his pocket.This was not an easy task. Fortunately, thanks to Dumbledore's diary, Ron now knows Merope very well, and he also has the same precious prop.

It would be daylight soon, and before Merope went out, he had two more things to do.Ron took a deep breath, wrapped his invisibility cloak tightly, and walked towards the pawn shop.

Today, the Browns' pawn shop opened earlier than usual.Before the poor lady in trouble got up, Mrs. Brown put a rich breakfast on the table.She is a devout believer, and she has deep sympathy and guilt for this noble lady who is pregnant and has to sell her family inheritance, but this does not prevent her from feeling that today is her lucky day.When she went to wake the lady up, she was thinking that the ring would keep the old couple alive for a few days, so that they could go to the country for a short vacation and add some good furniture to the house.

"Honey, did you open the counter drawer?"

"What? What did you say?" She turned her head in a good mood and said to her husband who was standing in front of the counter.

"I said, did you open the drawer on the counter?" Seeing her confused expression, John shook his head and said, "Or you forgot to lock it last night."

"That's impossible." Mrs. Brown walked quickly to the counter. "I promise I locked it last night—how could I not have locked that ring! If the young lady repents—" She In the middle of speaking, he moved his head to the drawer in a panic, "She won't secretly take it away while we are sleeping..."

"Don't worry, it's here." John took out the ring and signaled his wife, "You must have forgotten to lock it yourself... No, wait, this is not the one from yesterday..."

"Not yesterday's one!" exclaimed Mrs. Brown, and quickly lowered her voice. "Did the lady change the ring while we were asleep? She is such a person! We are going to give more She's a bit of a mess!"

"Don't jump to conclusions, dear." John frowned, carefully observing the ring with a magnifying glass, "No, it's really not the ring from yesterday... But we have no evidence that she made it, what if she denies it manage?"

"Then we'll search her! If she changed it—she must have changed it—the real ring is on her now!" said Mrs. Brown bitterly. "Wait, if I find out She did lie to us, and I'll bring back the ring at once, and drive her out of here! What a girl, I tell you! You see how she put on a pitiful look last night, saying that she was bullied by her father and brother when she was a child, She was also abandoned by her lover—I didn’t expect to have such a ghostly idea in my heart! Let’s hold back for now, I’ll wake her up for breakfast, and you take the opportunity to go to her room to find the ring, and wait until we find evidence to see if she dares to deny it !"

While they were talking, Merope came out of the bedroom rubbing her eyes, and smiled gratefully at the old couple.The Browns also smiled at her, but their attitude towards her had already turned 180 degrees in their hearts.Mrs. Brown winked at her husband and walked towards her. She was about to go to Merope and hug her shoulders, but she tripped over something and almost fell on the breakfast table.Merope hurriedly wanted to help her, but with a "ding", a ring flew out of her cuff and fell under the dining table.

The Browns stared blankly at the ring under the table, not expecting things to go so smoothly.Looking at the "scheming" lady, she also stared blankly at the ring, as if she was the one who couldn't figure out the situation.Seeing this, Mrs. Brown became very angry. She quickly got down on the ground, picked up the ring and handed it to her husband. Then she turned her head to listen to Merope's explanation with a sullen expression.

"Madam, please believe me, I really don't understand what's going on, I gave you the ring last night, how could it appear on me again..."

"Yes, miss, of course you are innocent." Mrs. Brown said with a sneer. "It's just that you gave us the ring last night. You unlocked the drawer and ran out and went back to you. In order to deceive us, He also specially left a worthless brother who is exactly like himself in the drawer! Also, for a lady like you who comes from aristocratic background, there are many magical items like this, right? Don’t pretend to cry, We don't want to entangle with people like you - we have given the money that should be given, and we must take the ring that should be taken. As for you - you have already stayed with us for one night, and now it is dawn, Please leave quickly, John! Please help me get this noble lady out of the house, and tell her not to step into this street again!"

Perhaps Merope had never experienced such eloquent sarcasm. Tears of grievance were in her eyes, and she was frightened back before she could shed them. She didn't listen to a word Mrs. Brown said, and just twisted her hands in a daze. handkerchief, trying to figure out what the hell was going on.Before she could understand it, she was pushed out of the door by the old couple and thrown into the cold street.

Why did things become like this?How could the ring be in her cuff?When she was putting on her clothes just now, she didn't feel it at all.She was swept out early in the morning with a hungry stomach, and her heart, which had just warmed up last night, became cold again.Doesn't she know that the rings of the Gunter family are far more than this price?Yet she was a pregnant woman, wandering about London in rags, and no one would believe that she had anything of value in her hands.She thought that this couple was kind people, at least they could send her to the relief station and teach her some ways to make ends meet, but Merlin didn't bless her and let her encounter such bad luck.

Now she had only one Sickle in her hand, how long would she and her children last in London with that money?Staying here, she can almost imagine the end of herself and her child, but when she goes back to Gaunt's old house... No, her fate will only be more tragic... She would rather die in London than fight with the devil We are in the same room... At least here, when she dies, she may find someone who is willing to raise her child, the couple said yesterday, what kind of orphanage...

"Don't send him to the orphanage."

Merope stopped abruptly.She looked around in panic, but the people on the street were in a hurry, and no one noticed her presence.Only a coachman behind her raised his whip viciously and told her to get out of here.Is it her hallucination?She did often hallucinate recently, but never once, the voice in her head was as clear as before.

"Go forward." The voice came again, and he sounded very young.This time, Merope even felt a force pushing her gently behind her. "This is not a hallucination. Follow my instructions and you and your baby will be perfectly safe."

Merope dared not go against the will of this voice.She walked carefully across the bustling road, feeling the voice behind her for a while, and for a while beside her, like a real person walking.Yet even when the sound was close at hand, she could see nothing.Gradually, she realized that the voice seemed to be leading her to the remote sea, which made her feel scared.

"Why don't you go?"

"I, I don't know who you are yet, sir." She subconsciously protected her stomach and said tremblingly.

The voice was silent for a while. "I'm sorry, Miss Merope, I can't tell you my real identity. But please believe me, I have no ill intentions towards you and the child in your womb. For some reason, I want to help you give birth smoothly... ...Perhaps, seeing this, you will believe me more."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ring rolled to her feet.She picked it up in surprise: "This is my ring...you took it out of the pawn shop?"

"Yes. This is the precious legacy of the Gaunt family, and I don't want you to pawn it."

"You know the origin of this ring!" Merope raised his head sharply, "and you know my name, sir... I hope I won't offend you... Are you from our family..."

"Unfortunately, I cannot reveal the specific identity to you." The voice replied, "But you guessed right, Miss Merope. Although the child in your belly is not pure blood, I know he has great potential, I I can't bear to let you live on the streets."

"Really? You said my child would be a great wizard? Merlin!" Merope almost fell to his knees under the voice.She grew up under the scolding and contempt of her father and brother, and she was not even qualified to touch a magic wand, but this mysterious voice actually said——her child has a bright future!If so, she would die without regret, even if she were told to give her life for the child--for her and Tom's!

"I know this child is your only hope, and you would have given your life for him if necessary."

"Yes, sir, I do."

"It is indeed your destiny. You will die for him, Miss Merope, but not now."

"So... what do you want me to do now, sir? My health is getting worse every day, and I know I can't last long. When I die, will you protect my child and watch him grow up? If So, I'll do whatever you want me to do."

The voice was silent for a long time. "I promise you, miss." Finally, he stretched out his hand to support her, and the strength made her feel that he was a strong young man, "but as a price, you must promise that from now on, you will obey all my instructions ."

"Of course, sir, I trust that what you ask me to do will bless my child, and bless the Gaunt family."

"Good, you got it. Now listen, see that cave by the sea? I need you to be there by tonight. Here's a silver Sickle, please take it and buy some for you and the kids I will wait for you at the entrance of the cave."

Leaving Merope, who was grateful to the air, Ron quickly ran to another road.Growing up in a closed environment made Merope simple-minded and superstitious, which made things go smoother than he imagined.Just now he deliberately asked Merope to go to the seaside by a longer road, so as to give himself time to go to the cave in advance to wait for Regulus' news.If Regulus really relied on the power behind the veil to open the entrance within a day, then when Merope was on the brink of danger, they could bring her back behind the veil and temporarily preserve her soul.

The only miscalculation was that he had run out of Harry's blood.This meant that he couldn't return to Regulus' space to see what was going on there.If Regulus fails, all plans will be reduced to empty talk.

Ron used the invisibility cloak to rub the carriage for a while, and arrived at the beach at noon.The sea shone golden under the sunlight, and there was no one in the cave.He jumped off the rock and walked deeper into the cave.In Regulus' space, the curtain was hidden there.

He really waited a long time.There was no sign of Regulus' efforts in the cave, however.It seems that deceiving Merope is just the easiest part of the task, Ron thought dejectedly.After all, listen to his own plan: to reunite Merope and Voldemort with the help of time travel and the world behind the veil... Ha!

cheer up!he said to himself.Now is not the time to lose faith.Regulus said that what is most needed to open the entrance is the will of the space master. Now that the space master is still in Merope's stomach, Merope can still help them.What's more, according to Draco, Dumbledore should be in the world of the veil now, and he has not completely lost his memory. He will definitely be of great help to Regulus.

It made him feel better that way.Giving up on himself at such a critical moment is the worst thing. Although he can't help there, he can think about how to guide Merope's will, and this is what he is good at.

The sky sank a little bit in thought.Just when Ron was worried that Merope would not come on time, a strong wave came from behind, almost knocking him down.He turned around in surprise, and the fantasy curtain finally appeared, just like in Regulus' space, flowing with soft light.A human form slowly emerged from behind the waterfall of light.

"Dumbledore! Is that you?" Ron ran to his side excitedly.But suddenly, he realized that this meant that Dumbledore had indeed passed away.This made him feel his heart clenched, not knowing whether to be excited or sad.

"It's me, Ron."

Dumbledore's voice came from the other end, disembodied in the cave: "Now is not the time to reminisce, listen, boy - Regulus told me all your plans, and I think it's worth a try. Self After entering the veil, everyone here was mobilized to help, but until now, we have not been completely successful. Although we can see each other, there is still a clear distance between the two worlds. We need the space master to cooperate with us to be able to Open the entrance completely and let Merope in - we need you to channel her will."

"I understand," said Ron, "but I think we'd be better off doing it together. She's sure to trust you, Dumbledore."

"Okay." Dumbledore blinked, "Then she must quicken her pace. The world behind the veil does not treat old people like me well... I have almost forgotten the name of the reporter who wrote my biography ."

It turned out that what Draco said was true.

"It's Rita Skeeter." Ron tried to hold back his sobs. "It's Rita Skeeter who wrote your biography. She's a gossip woman. During the Triwizard Tournament, she wrote about Harry and Hermione's article... Please, Dumbledore, just, just don't forget... don't forget, okay? I'll go find Merope right away, we'll be back soon... I, I don't want you to leave so early... ..."

Dumbledore seemed to be standing right in front of him.But this time, he could no longer easily approach him or touch him.Ron grabbed the Invisibility Cloak from the stone, turned and ran—

"Ron!"

Ron looked back, Dumbledore was still smiling.

"Come here, quick," he said softly.

Ron suddenly had a very bad premonition, as if the pendulum hanging above his head was about to fall.He knew he should run, but his steps were damn heavy.

Finally, he walked back to Dumbledore.

"You've read the story of the Peverell brothers, haven't you?"

"Of course," Ron looked at the old man who had been wise all his life in confusion, "what does that mean?"

Dumbledore nodded. "When you return to the real world, remember to go to my grave."

"Okay." Ron took another step forward, "but can you tell me..."

"I forgot."

Ron stared blankly at the old man in front of him.

"……what?"

"I forgot." Dumbledore repeated again, "After I came here, I devoted myself to opening the entrance. It wasn't until I saw you that I realized that I had forgotten many things, not just Rita Skeeter. , but many, many."

Dumbledore could not remember his plan.

What could be more sad than this?

Ron took two steps back, and quickly ran towards the shore: "Wait for me! I will be back soon!"

While running, he couldn't help but look back at the light curtain deep in the cave.Its light is not bright enough, it looks like a star falling to the sea under the purple sunset.Dumbledore's shallow silhouette floated among the stars, and Ron knew he was watching him too.The old man was too old, and everyone in the real world ignored this fact until he died.Couldn't even the world behind the Veil grant him more time now?

Please don't go.I haven't finished the path you taught me to walk.

The sun was still falling.

With the help of that voice, Merope arrived at the destination early.Panting, she was about to sit on the stone, but she was frightened by the strange light behind the stone and screamed.

"First, sir, there are a lot of people inside!" She pointed to the sad-looking crowd behind the light curtain.There was no sound from behind her for a long time, only the sound of rapid breathing could be heard.Somehow, she felt they were mourning someone's death.

"Here you are." A teenager came towards them from behind the crowd. "He's gone."

"...I know." A voice sounded behind her, "Miss Merope, you must listen carefully to what I say next."

☆、【Dro】ForbiddenFruit Forbidden Fruit

The author has something to say: I'm sorry I'm late, the consequence of seriously overestimating my hand speed is to postpone the update for two days...

Because I haven’t written a love line for a long time, I wrote a 1.6w+ fairy tale AU to send candy to everyone. Only Chapter 1 is put here. The full text can be read in the group or at random. I will post it when it is sorted out (group number is at There is one in the comment area of ​​the previous chapter~)

Forgive me for having a heart to write about ancient and evil tastes, but my hands are useless... I feel that the writing and design are a bit rushed, please bear with me!Comparing!