[HP]Aluet

The return train arrived at the station, and I went straight to the lounge to put my things away.

When I saw Orion head on, I greeted him very naturally.However, he did not give me the expected response.

He frowned slightly and stared at Riddle for two seconds, then the sparks in his eyes went out, he lowered his eyes, and looked at me with a very complicated look of disappointment or puzzlement, and finally rubbed my shoulders walked over.

I froze in place, turning my head away as he left.

I remembered Orion said he didn't like Riddle, but I didn't know it was that serious.In the past, he seemed to avoid contact with Riddle on purpose, but when he occasionally saw them bump into each other, at least they could communicate politely with each other, but his attitude just now... the strong disgust and hostility emanating from that moment seemed to be unable to control his emotions. Similarly, it also appears deliberate and stiff when restrained.

I thought it was impossible for Riddle not to notice, but I did see him smile, though only for a split second.

I looked at him suspiciously.

"Your friend seems to have some problems with us being together." He said in a joking tone, emphasizing the word "friend" intentionally or unintentionally, "so, you may need to stay away from me for him."

The tone of his words made people feel very weird, no matter how they sounded, it sounded more like sarcasm.My expression became more puzzled, but his fingers slid down from my cuff, found my palm, and held my hand logically.

"..." My cheeks were a little hot, and I looked away, "Don't speak in such a tone, it's strange." I secretly waved my hand, but it didn't work, so I could only continue walking like this until I entered the rest He took the initiative to let go of the room.

In the first few days of class, Orion’s behavior became very unnatural, and he ignored me when I talked to him, even though he would still show me his notes when I asked him what the teacher said just now, but Sometimes he seems hesitant to speak, and I always feel that he has something to say to me.But every time I asked him, he would avoid me without saying a word.

Finally one day I couldn't bear it anymore. After the astronomy get out of class, everyone left. I deliberately stayed at the end and wanted to stop him to ask for clarification, but he didn't seem to intend to leave either.

"You must have something to tell me, Orion," I said to him. "You've been having trouble lately."

He looked at me for a while, and finally avoided his eyes and didn't speak.

"Are you really not going to tell me?" I was a little helpless. I didn't know what happened to him. Even though we had a good relationship before the holiday, I wouldn't say a word to Riddle just because I got closer. Shall I say?I waited for a while, but he still had no intention of speaking, so I decided to give up, "Forget it, then I'll go back."

I just passed him when he grabbed my wrist.

"I..." He paused for a long time, "Are you reconciled?"

"That's right..."

"Get away from him," he said softly, even with a hint of pleading, "Get away from him, Ashley, you don't know anything about him."

"I know a lot..." was all I could say.

"What do you know?" His eyes were filled with utter disbelief, "Every evil thing in the school is caused by him, do you know what he really wants? He is studying black magic , looking for a way to live forever, everyone around him knows, only you don't. Because everyone except you is like him, wanting to gain some limelight or begging for shelter."

He looked directly at me who was stunned: "Believe me, he won't give anyone a little bit of sincerity."

"What else do you want to know?" I saw seriousness and determination in his dim eyes, "I can tell you everything, anyway, I have given you enough so-called advice."

"I..." In fact, I don't know what Riddle has done. I know his extreme temper, but I am more willing to believe that he is not cold-blooded.

But what Orion said did hide some things that I didn't quite understand.

"You said, if Riddle knew that Lestrange had revealed so many things to me, would he find a way to shut his mouth?" Orion sarcastically said, the cold words made me feel chills all over, " After all, Lestrange still thinks I'm like him."

"I understand what you mean." I took a deep breath, "I just think... there is still a chance to change, he is not an out-and-out villain."

"Do you really think so?"

I could see that he was eager to convince me, I had never seen him talk so much, and I even felt that he didn't want to end the conversation unless I gave him a satisfactory answer.

"He's just using you, Ashley," he said.

The air was silent for a few seconds.

"Stop talking, Orion. I want to go back." I wanted to break free from his hand, but he refused to let go, "Blake!" I frowned and increased my strength.

"Don't look back, anyone can do it, but you can't..." After he said this, he let go of his hand belatedly, leaving a light red mark on my wrist, and he seemed to realize that he had lost his composure.

"I'm sorry." He looked away and left here first.

I couldn't sleep well all night.

The next day, I sneaked to the restricted area of ​​the library, and found the dark red cover book that I used to search for my life experience based on my memory.

After searching for a long time, I finally found the page of Alouette, flipped forward, saw the introduction about the Lin family, and read it again carefully.

The Mr. Lin mentioned by the shopkeeper is probably the Lin family mentioned in the book.

By the way, what's the use of that hourglass-like thing?

I don't know what it's called, and I can't look it up.

I put the book back, turned my eyes to the next book "Secrets of Advanced Dark Arts", and turned to the page of Horcruxes.

[... Horcrux... the split soul is stored in a certain object, as long as the Horcrux is kept intact, the fragments in the body will not be harmed...]

I thought again of the patterns he had drawn in his notes.

What eternal life... Could it be that he wants to use this method to avoid death?The book does not give any instructions on how to split the soul, but it is said that this is a very evil magic, and the price to be paid must be unimaginable.

If he insists on doing this, is there really no other way...

As time went by, there were more things to think about in my mind, and my grades became worse and worse.

This kind of distraction in class started a long time ago, and it has become a common occurrence now.

In fact, I don’t really care much about it myself, but it still makes me feel a little uncomfortable to see how much my grades have dropped, and the professors have talked to me one after another, wanting me to work harder, but these are of no use, and it’s not me You can control it yourself.This caused my mood to become more and more depressed day by day, even a bit of a vicious circle trend.

"Need me to help you with tutoring?" Riddle looked at me who stopped writing and stared at the book without moving.

I pursed my lips.What else can I do?

but……

"I don't want to study." I put my things away.

"If you don't care about grades, it doesn't matter." He lowered his head again, "There is still more than a month left for the exam."

"..." I could only accept my fate and open the book again.

It's almost the end of the semester, and I think I should read more books to make up for it.

Since I met Ms. Gray in the Astronomy Tower once, I often go to the Astronomy Tower to read books at night after class.

Lady Gray is a ghost, I've never seen her before, and she says her name is Helena Ravenclaw.

Ravenclaws are very smart, and she is no exception. She always floats quietly beside me when I am doing my homework, and then tells me a few wrong questions from time to time-she is very happy that she knows a lot. pride.

But she is not always in the Astronomy Tower.I haven't seen her today, I've been sitting here for a long time.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and it is only cooler in the evening when the sun is out.Reading a book in the cool breeze is much more comfortable than staying in a stuffy room.

I hummed quietly for a while, and didn't take my eyes off the page until I heard something.

"Orion?"

He paused for a second, then raised a notebook in his hand and signaled to me: "Take something. I won't bother you."

I shook my head amusedly, and continued to turn over a page of the book: "Anyway, you won't bother me." After all, he usually doesn't talk much and likes to be quiet, so it's really not a big deal.

The air was silent for a long time.I suddenly felt something fell on my hair, and when I looked up, his fingers had just left the top of my head, and there was still a seed from an unknown tree blown by the wind between them.

I froze for a moment.

"Let's go." He said, and then he didn't stop any longer, and turned away from my sight.

Soon it will be time for the exam.This time I was third in my year, the first was a boy from Ravenclaw, and the second was Orion.

But after the exams are over, I have no time to think about these things, because I have encountered more important problems for me.

Originally, I planned to go to Paris for the summer vacation, but I am not old enough to get an exit approval without the company of my parents.

"So what now? We can't go," I told Riddle.

"That's easy." He said without changing his expression.

"You are not yet an adult." I couldn't help reminding.He just smiled and didn't speak.I didn't know what he wanted to do until the holidays.

I looked at the two strands of hair in his hand in doubt: "This is?"

"'Borrowed' something from Krell's parents." He shrugged.

It wasn't until he threw an ounce of crude antimony into the cauldron and started to work: "Polyjuice Potion!"

"Thank you for finally thinking of it." He responded lightly.

He brewed the potion, poured it into two bottles, and then threw his hair into it respectively.The soup, which was still steaming hot, bubbled a few times on the surface, and then slowly calmed down.

He leaned on the table and waited for the soup to cool for a while before picking it up, but the movement of his hands suddenly stopped.

"Do you remember whose hair I added?" He asked slowly.

"You didn't tell me who belonged to whom..."

He handed me a bottle casually: "Forget it, whatever you want."

The compound soup tasted like overcooked cabbage, I swallowed it in one gulp, but Riddle didn't even frown.

I went to the mirror and watched my face begin to change miraculously. The golden hair turned brown-black and continued to shorten; the color of the pupils also became darker; my stature grew a little bit...

I became Mr Lestrange.

I pinched my face in the mirror and felt very novel.

"...Damn."

When I looked back and saw Riddle, I suddenly coughed several times in succession.

Who would have thought that the cold-looking "Mrs. Lestrange" with long black hair in front of her was a fake?

If it weren't for the expression on his cold face that was very similar to Riddle, I wouldn't even doubt his identity.

I actually met Mrs. Lestrange once. She is very gentle and laughs very much, which is completely different from his aura.She is indeed very good-looking, and Riddle glanced at me who was snickering with his cold eyes, and I even felt a little surprised.

But it was obvious that he wasn't very happy.

"Let's go." He went out first.

We went through the approval very smoothly.

Lestrange has another pair of parents out of thin air.Thinking of this makes me feel a little funny.

"At least you look like a woman. Just now that person was too fierce to speak because of your fierce expression." I said.

He stared at my face indifferently, his voice was very calm, but I could detect a hint of danger from it: "Then do you look like a man?"

I silently took down the hand covering my mouth and laughing.

By the time we got to Paris, the effect of the medicine had worn off.

The white-haired man didn't tell me his name, and I didn't know how to find him, so I had to ask about Aurelius in the wizarding world.Since I have been away from France for too long, my French is not very good, and it is very difficult to communicate. I have not found this person after inquiring for a long time, and I am a little confused.Tell me to come here to find them, and don't tell me how to get in touch, so what am I doing here?

Thinking of this, I found that the crowd near the fountain in the center of Furstenberg Square was extremely dense. A group of wizards gathered there like a demonstration, waving wands and shouting slogans to overthrow the secrecy law. Some people even held Geller Grindelwald's banner.

I have learned that the French Ministry of Magic is in this position before. It may be because of the deterrent force of the Ministry of Magic that no one dares to cast spells.I was terrified of what might happen.

It seems that the army recruited by Grindelwald is very strong... It seems that everyone hopes to overthrow the secrecy law, thinking that wizards are born with noble blood, and should not live in hiding in front of Muggles, and should be led by capable wizards Occupy the dominance of the world, not a weak and useless Muggle...

I threw the newspaper I picked up at random into the trash can.

It's really messy here, even more messy than I imagined.

I took a look at the text they published, and I even quite agree with some of the views, as if... It's not exactly what Mr. Kande said.

Wizards really shouldn't live in hiding like they live in dark caves.Muggles don't know the existence of wizards. They are afraid of people with more power than themselves, so they regard wizards as monsters. I haven't experienced this kind of prejudice. The orphanage incident is a good example.

During the past few days in Paris, I have not acted together with Riddle. After all, it is my own business to find that person, and it is not good to involve him.But as long as he's around, it gives me a sense of security, otherwise I really wouldn't dare to face those two strange people alone.

I soon discovered that the Muggle world that confused people outside the spell was even more chaotic. Many wizards mixed in and abused magic, causing riots and panic, and there was no order.At last I can understand why Mr. Cande said that.This group of wizards has long been dissatisfied with the "International Statute of Secrecy", and if one person stands up to be the leader, they all start to do whatever they want, becoming more and more indulgent and extreme.

"Hey! Show me your ID!"

It took me two seconds to realize that it was calling me.

The road in front of me has been blocked, I look around, this is on the bank of the Seine, and the sky is dark now.

"Please show your identification, otherwise you will not be allowed to approach the Bourbon Palace." A man stood far away and shouted at me, and said something to another person next to him.

I looked ahead.Palace of Bourbon?It's going to be a long time, and I'm not going there.

Seeing that I didn't respond and didn't turn around to leave, they took out their guns vigilantly and warned me to go back the same way.

"Sorry." I took a few steps back to leave, when they suddenly saw the handle of my wand sticking out of my coat pocket.The man standing at the front uttered a foul word, and then I heard a gunshot. I was shocked, but fortunately, my reaction quickly turned into a bird and flew away.The bullet flew past my wings, taking away a few feathers, and that piece of skin burned instantly.I finally landed on a roof in the distance, and I changed back into a human form, frowning and looking at the red scratch on my arm, with fine drops of blood overflowing from it.

At this moment, I raised my eyes and suddenly saw a glove suspended in mid-air in front of me, and made a greeting gesture to me.

I have to say...it looks a little funny.

... What kind of trick is this?

It stretched out its index finger and pointed to the other side, and floated forward for a while, as if beckoning me to follow.

I could only turn into a bird and fly behind it, and it didn't stop until it took me to the top of another building far away.I raised my head, and a black vortex appeared in front of me.The glove slipped in without hesitation and disappeared without a trace.

I hesitated for a while, then followed in.After I went in, I understood that this is a place where someone has cast a Muggle shielding spell.What caught my eye was still the high roof platform, but there was a spiral staircase in front of me. I walked over and the stairs began to descend slowly. I came to a bright and spacious interior, which looked more like that An office building, but there is no one there.

I was on the second floor, and there was an open window opposite the guardrail. Although it was summer, there was a gust of cold wind blowing in.

Just as I was looking at this strange place, there was a sudden sound of unhurried footsteps behind me.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."