[Comprehensive British and American] Einstein's male god

Chapter 37 Riddle's Diary

Draco has completely lost his appetite, and his mood at the moment can only be described as bad. He can't wait until eight o'clock in the evening, and he wants to drag Einstein to him now, so when he sees Einstein Standing up, the moment Huai was about to leave, without even thinking about it, he stood up, ignoring the calls of his companions behind him, and immediately followed.

Draco followed Winnie and Betty cautiously. Just as he was thinking about how to lure Betty White away, he suddenly saw that Saint Potter jumped out of nowhere and blocked Winnie. In front of Ni!

Draco's gray eyes suddenly ignited with fire, he wanted to rush out, but after hearing Potter's next words, he changed his focus, hid in a corner, secretly paying attention to what happened in front of him everything.

"Sorry, can I say a few words to you?" Harry twitched the corners of his mouth and gave Winnie a friendly and shy smile. In fact, his mind has been thinking about Riddle's diary for the past few days About Ben, Naihe has no clue at all. He only knows that Riddle is the former president of the student union, and he doesn't know anything else. He doesn't know why he is so persistent. He just has a simple feeling that Tom Riddle means something to him. Something, like a friend he had forgotten when he was a child.

This is ridiculous, he knows it, he didn't have any friends when he was a child, but he just can't ignore Tom Riddle, he must find out!

So he approached Winnie, hoping to learn something from her.

Betty looked at Winnie and Harry, and wondered when the two had a relationship, but she was curious, and she knew the basic manners, so she said to Winnie: "Then I will Go back to Ravenclaw, see you later."

Winnie nodded, and Harry said thank you in a low voice. It wasn't until Betty left completely that Harry said, "Well, about Riddle's note, do you know him? I mean Tom Riddle."

"Actually, we just chatted for a while. Tom is a very smart person. If I guessed correctly, he should be a student of Slytherin and has already graduated." Winnie looked at Harry's emeralds eyes, speaking slowly.

Thinking back to the days when I chatted with Tom, they mainly focused on academic discussions. Tom seldom... It should be said that he hardly talked about himself. Until the diary disappeared, he still didn’t say which college he was in or which grade he was in. student.

Tom is a student of Slytherin, and it is only her speculation that he has graduated. She has asked several people before, but no one knows Tom Riddle, but according to Tom's excellent academic performance, this is impossible , the only possibility is that he has already graduated, so no one knows about him, and as for her guessing that Tom is a student of Slytherin, this is because Tom has a certain degree of paranoia about pure blood theory, followed by Tom's conversation Both the font and the font were aristocratic, which made it impossible for her not to think of Tom as a Slytherin.

It can only be said that after Winnie and Sherlock got together, her analytical ability really improved a lot, and her guess was basically correct.

"That's right! He used to be the prefect of Slytherin, and he was also the president of the student union!" Harry was agitated by what Winnie said, and this feeling that he seemed to have found the right way made him unable to calm down until He didn't realize that he had just been rude until he saw Winnie's calm water-blue eyes.

"Sorry." Harry stroked his messy black hair with a little embarrassment.

"It's okay." Winnie said lightly as she lifted Toto's slightly slipped glasses.

"Well, how did you know Riddle?" Winnie's calm response made Harry calm down and resumed his usual behavior.

"Diary." Winnie still can't figure out how Riddle managed to use the diary as a communication medium.

Harry looked at Winnie in a daze. Seeing Harry's slightly funny expression, Winnie responded calmly: "This diary can absorb the words you wrote. I also accidentally discovered that this diary is like A medium for instant communication."

"So, you've never met, you just kept in touch through the diary?" Harry stared at Winnie with a silly expression on his face.

"Yes." Winnie nodded.

Harry was silent, and his mind was a little confused. He couldn't think of anything else to ask Winnie, but he always felt that he should not have finished asking.

Such a silent atmosphere was finally broken, and the person who broke it was Draco.Malfoy, he has been eavesdropping in the dark corner for a while, but he can't hear very clearly, he can only hear some diary, Tom, and now, he can't even hear anything!

I can only guess the content of the two people's conversation by relying on the picture alone, but how can I guess it!

So Draco became anxious, and the result of his anxiety was that he jumped out without thinking.

"Potter!" Draco yelled angrily.

Winnie and Harry looked in the direction of the sound, watching Draco approaching them imposingly.

"Malfoy." Harry instantly showed a disgusted expression as if he had eaten a fly. Who can tell him why Malfoy is like brown sugar, which can't be thrown away...

But in fact, Winnie should be the one who can't get rid of it, because she is the one Draco clings to.

"I said it was the toad from there, it turned out to be our notorious savior Potter!" Draco smiled contemptuously as soon as he came up, which was the arrogant expression Harry hated the most.

"Malfoy, could it be that you were a piece of brown candy in your previous life?" Facing such a malicious Draco, Harry did not back down, his emerald eyes gleamed with an unyielding light, mocking Draco.

Draco gritted his teeth, damn Potter, although he didn't know what brown candy was, but it was obviously something from Muggles, and it wasn't a good word, the gray eyes flashed a bit cold, but He quickly reverted to the haughty Malfoy heir: "Only you know so much about those lowly Mudbloods."

Harry's face suddenly turned blue, then red, then green. Seeing this, Draco felt extremely relieved.

"Harry!" A voice suddenly came from behind, it was Ron.Weasley.

"So you came here, and I'm still looking for you everywhere, you..." As he spoke, Ron, who suddenly saw that Draco was there, was startled, and raised his voice slightly, "Malfoy!"

"Oh, so it's Potter's little follower." Draco raised an eyebrow at Ron and smiled wickedly.

"You evil Slytherin, do you want to confess your love to Harry? I tell you, no way!" Ron didn't know where the wrong path was, and suddenly said this in a surprising way. Regarding this, Draco Just throwing a look that must be full of slugs in your head, and Harry covered his face in despair.

But it's no wonder Ron, because Harry not only received Valentine's cards from girls today, but also from boys, and some of them were from Slytherin, although they were all with a strong sense of irony, what about your crow-like Hair, frog-like eyes, all in all, naked/naked/naked teasing, that's why Ron thought that Draco was just like those people, in the name of a lover's card, he was actually mocking Harry.

"Look! I got it right, you evil Slytherin, you can only do dirty tricks, you..." Ron said more and more vigorously, his face flushed when he said it, and finally, Harry He couldn't help but press his mouth, and then gave Winnie an awkward smile: "Sorry, I suddenly remembered that we still have some important things to do, so I'm leaving first."

After speaking, Harry ignored Draco directly, and dragged Ron, who was still making dissatisfied murmurs, away.

Winnie watched the two of them disappear at the end of the corridor silently, until a cold, snake-like voice sounded beside her ears, "Now there are only two of us left, Winnie Einstein."

Winnie turned her head to look, before her eyes were fully focused, her hand was immediately grabbed, and the next second, she was roughly dragged away, regardless of whether she could keep up.

"Malfoy, let go." Winnie frowned, and reached out to stop Draco from holding her hand, but the other party turned a deaf ear to her and dragged her to stride domineeringly.

In this way, she was dragged by Draco to an unknown room, not the Room of Response, but a classroom that had been vacant for a long time. Judging from the furnishing with thick dust mites, this room must have been unused for a long time Pass.

"Clean it up." Draco first pulled out his wand, knocked away the dust mites in the room with a look of disgust, and then cast a transfiguration spell on a chair, turning it into a gorgeous dark green comb.

The next second, Winnie was rudely dragged onto the combed hair, looked up at Draco's tightly pursed lips, and suddenly felt an inexplicable anger in her heart. She didn't like Malfoy's attitude.

"Take it out." Draco sneered at Winnie.

"Don't take your temper on me, your behavior is very childish." Winnie stared at Draco and said word by word, although the tone of voice was still flat, but Draco could feel a trace of anger in it.

Draco sneered, then held his wand and said coldly: "The wand is flying, and the greeting card is flying."

"Malfoy!" Seeing her wand and greeting card being taken away by Draco with the Flying Curse, Winnie stretched out her hand, trying to snatch it back, but soon, her hand was tightened by Draco's cold and bony hand Wrapped tightly, he lifted it up domineeringly and pressed it against the back of the sofa.

Draco put one foot on the sofa and bent slightly. Looking from behind, his body surrounded Winnie. The distance between the two of them was so close that even their breaths were full of breath.

Draco lowered his head, moved his mouth close to Winnie's ear, and raised his dangerous tone slightly: "Anger? Childish?"

"It seems that I am so kind to you, so good that you will forget that I am a Malfoy." Draco's tone was very soft, but it made people feel an inexplicable chill, the scorching heat when he spoke The breath was all on the cheeks, so sensitive that Winnie couldn't help turning her face away, twisting her body, trying to escape this aggressive environment.

The author has something to say: I'm sorry, I clearly said that it was updated yesterday, but Xiaoxiao, I have a gorgeous cold QAQ

I just came back from seeing the doctor, took some medicine, and then coded. I will go to take a rest later.

Yesterday was the most unlucky day, my face has been allergic for a month, I have a cold again, and I have my period again, I am really desperate, thinking about having a part-time job tomorrow, I really want to cry out QAQ

I will get better soon, maybe you have to wait two or three days ORZ

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