[HP]Aluet

Summer vacation is coming soon.

The vacation wasn't too boring, because Riddle was willing to show me around London - except for today, he didn't seem to want me to stay with him anymore.

"I've got something to do, Ashley. It's getting late—" he began.I think he wanted me to go back first, but he didn't say the second half of the sentence.

"I... go back by myself first?" I planned to help him out.

"Forget it." He frowned and thought for a moment, then finally shook his head and walked ahead.

"Where?"

"Ask someone about something." He asked around the village of Little Hangleton, and finally came to a no-man's land.

Under the gray-purple sky in the evening, among the tangled bushes between two steep hillsides, I saw a half-hidden house, which was only visible when I got closer. The walls were covered with moss and the roof tiles were scattered. , here and there the rafters were exposed, and nettles grew thickly around the house, tall up to the windows, which were very small and thick with old grime, where a dead snake had nailed On the door.

Who would live in a place like this?

Riddle raised the oil lamp in his hand a little.Just stretched out his hand, turned his head and said to me: "You wait for me outside, I'll be fine in a while." I nodded.

He knocked heavily on the wooden door twice.I vaguely heard a brief rustling sound coming from inside, but no one responded.Riddle pushed the door open with a "squeak" sound. I hid behind the door and looked in through the ragged crack. eyes.

This room...is indescribably filthy.There were thick cobwebs on the ceiling, the ground was dark, and there were moldy food and a pile of rusty pots on the table.And apart from Riddle's oil lamp, the only light came from a faltering candle at the man's feet.

I stuck my head to the door, maybe Riddle blocked part of my view, the man didn't see me.His hair and beard looked like they hadn't been taken care of for several years, and his sallow face and cloudy eyes were so lifeless that I even doubted whether he was still alive.They stared at each other for a few seconds, the man stood up staggeringly, and many wine bottles rolled by his feet.

"You! You!" he yelled at Riddle in a hoarse voice, and fell drunkenly on him, wand and dagger held aloft.I was startled, and just about to take a step, I saw Riddle's index finger sticking to my lips, I restrained myself and shrank back, feeling a little scared.

Riddle suddenly yelled at the man in Parseltongue, probably to tell him to stop, because the man stopped and hit the table without stopping, with a very shocked expression on his face.

They looked at each other for a long time, and the man broke the silence first.

They communicated in a Parseltongue I couldn't understand, and Riddle moved a hand, and the door closed right in front of me.

Won't let me listen?Even if you ask me to listen, I can't understand it.I curled my lips, quietly opened the door a little and continued to peek inside.

While the man was talking, he pushed back the hair in front of his eyes suspiciously, as if he wanted to see it more clearly.

However, the more the man spoke, the more excited he became, his whole face gradually flushed with anger, making him look a little bit angry.He spat on the ground between him and Riddle, brandishing the dagger in his hand.I was a little worried that this strange man would do something out of the ordinary, but fortunately, despite his excitement, he was still rational.

Riddle only responded a few words occasionally, but the air pressure around him was obviously getting lower and lower, until the man finished speaking the last sentence as if he had let go of his strength, the air was silent for a while, and Riddle suddenly turned his head.

"Go back." His voice was calm and dull, with an unquestionable command tone.I knew he was talking to me, because it was the only thing I could understand in the previous batch of Parseltongue conversations.

The man frowned and stretched his neck to look towards the door, and saw me.

"Who is it?" he asked.

So I didn't hide at all, and stood at the door, the soles of my feet seemed to have taken root.I bit my lip nervously.

"I said, go back." Riddle emphasized again without the slightest warmth.This time I saw the red corners of his indifferent face, and the unconcealable anger and hatred surged in it.

I don't know exactly what the man said to him, but Riddle still frightened me.For a moment, I wanted to leave but didn't dare to leave. I stood there conflicted and anxious, and took a step back slowly.

"Forget it, it's up to you." He said coldly, turned around and approached the man step by step.Under the cover of his black robe, I didn't even see what he did, and then the man's body fell straight to the ground.

I watched it all in shock.Riddle bent down, took off a black gemstone ring from the man's hand, and then walked towards the door, casually playing with the ring in his hand as if nothing had happened.

"You..." I opened my mouth, my throat was dry and I couldn't speak.

"Let's go." He raised his eyebrows, walked a few steps past me, turned around and looked at me who hadn't reacted yet, "What are you doing in a daze?"

I just stared at him in disbelief, and I wanted to ask him if that man just died, but I couldn't say it.

"He's not dead." He guessed what I wanted to ask, and only said one sentence, as if he didn't bother to explain anything, and waited for me to leave with him.

I silently breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, and followed, but the strong anxiety in my heart told me that his eyes were clearly purposeful, and I always felt that what he called was not finished yet.

Sure enough, he didn't go back, but turned in front of a big house.It was probably the most spacious and stately building for miles around.

"Wait for me." He said lightly, then put on the hood.However, when he was about to reach the door, he turned back again.

"Wait for me, or come with me. The choice is yours." The relaxed and warm smile of the past was no longer on his face, only seriousness and determination.Immediately, without wasting time, he walked straight to the house.

The feeling of unease grew stronger as he took out his wand from his pocket and held it in his palm.

"Riddle!" I called his name, but he was already striding across the threshold.

I involuntarily followed his back and walked a few steps forward, and stopped at the door. There was a chaotic sound coming from inside, panic cursing and exclamation that hadn't had time to close the ending, floating in my ears like hallucinations After a few seconds, a dazzling green light came out.

In the almost suffocating silence, breathing seems to have become a luxury.I vaguely saw three figures lying on the ground, and the dinner on the table hadn't moved.

There are no words to describe my mood.

Where have I seen such a scene?I felt my heart was being pinched, my whole body trembled uncontrollably, and I could barely feel my cold hands and feet.

When my nerves finally eased from the excessive tension, he was already standing in front of me.I stared at his face, and for a moment there seemed to be a red light passing through his eyes. The sharp and indifferent look finally convinced me that he had never been innocent.

I can't help but think back to all kinds of things before.Yeah, when did he not look like he was in control?Probably only I will believe all his words to absolve himself of responsibility.

The most ridiculous thing is that until now I have to admit that I am a little worried about what will happen after being discovered by the Ministry of Magic... I don't understand why he can kill people without any scruples, and he doesn't even see any sense of guilt and what he should have Flustered, he was as natural and calm as if he had just visited a family normally.

I calmly withdrew the hand held by him and took half a step back.The air around him stagnated for a moment, and then he chuckled as expected, his eyes full of undisguised mockery.This feeling has been far away to strange.

"What did you do?" I heard my voice hoarse.

"Didn't you see it?" He said lightly, "It's hard for you to accept, isn't it?——The real me."

"How did you become like this..."

"That's how I should be," he said, "and you're not going to ask why?"

"I don't think there is any reason for you...the reason for you to kill someone." I swallowed, fear mixed with an unknown emotion uncomfortably, "Anyway...at least, at least it shouldn't be your decision Their life and death..."

"They should be damned." He shook his head, "Letting someone else make the judgment can only show that he is incompetent. I just want to solve my affairs by myself. If I am above the rules, then I can be the rules. Do you want to be judged by these people?" Bondage?"

"I'm afraid we will never be able to reach a consensus, Riddle." I blinked my dry eyes and swallowed back my tears.I think it's time for me to stand my ground, I know he won't change because of me, just like he can't change me, "I don't want to do this, stop putting pressure on me."

I stayed for two seconds, turned around and walked away quickly under his vague gaze without looking back, and he didn't stop me.

My heart was beating hard in depression, and I walked a long, long way in silence until I was submerged at the end of the night. I got in the car and drove along the familiar route, and the long breath I just exhaled was taken away by the wind.

The feeling of being alone made it difficult for me to breathe. I had a strange feeling, as if I hadn't completely escaped from the net, and there was always something heavy left in my heart.

I don't know if there's any way he'll get out of the Ministry of Magic's investigation, I don't want my mind to be overwhelmed by his affairs.

If he really has a way...

I just pretend I don't know anything.

For the last time, it's all right, I told myself.