[HP]Aluet

"Student, I have come to look for it many times. Professor Dumbledore is not at school these days, so let's talk about it when he comes back."

I stopped knocking on the door.

"Oh, good. Thank you."

I glanced at the closed office door, turned and left thoughtfully.This is the third time I've come to see him, and he hasn't been at school for three days in a row.

"... Grindelwald is doing well in Europe. There is no other way. Many people have sent letters to Mr. Dumbledore before, asking him to take action, but he has not responded... But he just two days ago I should come down to duel with Grindelwald, so far there is no news." Minerva sighed, "This matter is required to be kept secret, because to be honest, no one is sure that Mr. Dumbledore can defeat Grindelwald. , everything is unknown, but I still believe him..."

"Duel? Will it be dangerous?"

"I don't know, it shouldn't be possible? ——At least it's not inescapable. Grindelwald has caused a lot of chaos. Although it doesn't involve Britain, most of Europe is now under his control. Someone must suppress him. , otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."

"But..." I hesitated, "But, wouldn't it be great to let wizards and Muggles live together, otherwise every time I go to the Muggle world, I have to cover up and do many things without identity." Trouble, don't allow the use of magic."

She froze for a moment, thought for a moment, but finally frowned and shook her head: "There must be a basis for the introduction of such regulations. If it is true that some wizards abuse magic in the Muggle world as you said, then it will It's a mess—even if there are clear regulations now, some people can't resist taking advantage of loopholes, let alone..."

That said, it seems to be true, but I am too idealistic.I felt that this question was difficult to think about for a while, so I simply left it behind.It's just... I haven't rescued the person Grindelwald asked me to help save... And he hasn't looked for me since that day, maybe because he couldn't get away.

The next evening, on my way back to the common room, I passed Dumbledore's office again.

This time, the door was not locked, but was ajar, revealing a crack.

I quietly opened the door and took a look inside, but there was no one inside.Maybe some professor came to get things and forgot to lock the door?As I thought about it, I was about to close the door when I was suddenly caught by the reflection in the mirror.

Surprised, I pushed the door again and walked in, then closed the door behind me and locked it.

Dumbledore once showed me the Pensieve, but at this time, the cabinet containing the Pensieve was open.

There were a few vials in the cupboard the last time I was here, and they're all gone now - I don't know if Dumbledore put them away, but obviously someone must have come in with a Purposeful, it's just that I don't understand how this guy could be stupid enough to leave such an obvious tell.

I was vaguely aware that something was wrong, but soon my eyes were drawn to the liquid in the Pensieve.

Can I get some useful information from it... Curiosity overcame guilt, and I stepped forward and put my face into the Pensieve.

Unfamiliar faces passed by me one after another, and I hastily ignored them, shuttling through countless different environments.

I suddenly saw a familiar figure, so I quickly stopped, and the scene did not change.I looked around and was surprised to find that I was in the little house of Mr. Kinder, my father, Andrek Field.

The moment I saw him again, my nose felt sour, and a layer of water mist spread in front of my eyes.

Is this his memory?My heartbeat began to speed up nervously.

"Boom boom boom!"

The knock on the door startled me, and I followed Andric's motion and turned around.He opened the door.

The soles of my feet stood still in place as if they had taken root, staring closely at the face of the person who came.

"Who are you?" Andric asked.

"Hi, my name is Tom Riddle." The boy politely took off his hat and bowed slightly to Andric, "I'm Ashley's classmate."

"Oh?" Andrik's face was full of doubts, but he politely invited him into the room and poured him a cup of hot tea, "You need me?"

"Yes, sir." Riddle showed a look of embarrassment, as if he couldn't speak.

"Is there anything I can do for you?" Andrik noticed his abnormality and asked with concern.

"I heard Ashley and I mention a little... about Alouette."

Andrik frowned, looking surprised: "Did she tell you this?"

"Oh, yes." Riddle nodded.

"You guys..." Andrik looked at him hesitantly, his brows still frowned, "...I think she probably only talks about such things with people she trusts, so..."

"We're friends."

"Friend?" Andrik was noncommittal, "Then your relationship is not so good." He joked.

"Well... I heard..." Riddle did not deny the speculation in his words, but continued, "The Alouette family has a treasure that can bring the dead back to life..."

Hearing this, Andrik, who was still smiling, immediately became alert: "Did Ashley tell you?"

"Oh, yes—" Riddle seemed to have failed to notice Andric's vigilance at all, and continued to show embarrassment, "My father..." I even saw a little sadness in his eyes, but At this moment, I can only feel the bone-piercing chill.

Regarding the treasure that can be resurrected, I haven't mentioned it to anyone.I don't know how he knows, and I don't have time to think about it.

"...He was killed by the enemy earlier. I have never dared to tell my mother. She was seriously ill and was in a trance. When I asked about my father, I didn't know how to answer her... Without a father, I really It's hard to hold on..." His attitude was sincere, and his voice became more and more serious, until it was almost pleading at the end, "You can help me, can't you?"

Andrik was not greatly moved by his words, but only comforted: "Don't be too sad, child. Resurrecting your father will not bring about any fundamental changes. Too many people in this world are eager to return to life. I also really want to live with my relatives again, but do you think it would be a good thing to go against the laws of nature? The only thing we can do is to accept the facts."

"So... there really is such a treasure, right?"

"Child, there are too many people coveting this treasure, don't fall into it, don't be deceived by temptation."

"You don't believe me?"

"No, I sympathize with what happened to you." Andrik narrowed his eyes.It could be seen that he really didn't trust Riddle's words very much, and even meant to see off the guests—perhaps because he was a little anxious, Riddle's purpose was expressed a little quickly and clearly, and Riddle himself seemed to be aware of this.

"I'm sorry, sir, I understand, you are right." Riddle's eyes turned cold, and he bowed respectfully, "I hope I didn't offend you today. Don't worry, I promised your daughter, I won't Talk to anyone else about it."

The air was deadly still, Riddle straightened up calmly, and Andrik's face changed drastically in an instant.

"What do you mean?"

"Sorry, sir, did I say something wrong?" Riddle moved the corners of his lips imperceptibly, without any panic in his tone.

"What's wrong with Ashley?" Andric clenched his wand tightly, as if facing a formidable enemy.

"I didn't do anything to her, I just wanted to get the information I wanted. We really...have a good relationship. She is a good person, sir, she is very kind, even if you know that you abandoned her and her mother for your life, she I will definitely accept you." Riddle said lightly.

Andrik took a few steps back and slumped against the table, his old face was as white as paper.At this time, I was no different from his reaction.

"...Her ring is in your hand, right?" His voice seemed weak and vicissitudes, "How...how can you see...how can someone do it..."

"If others can't do it, it doesn't mean I can't do it either. In fact, it's... easy for me to break that seal." Riddle smiled lightly.

Andrik froze for a moment, and sighed deeply as if accepting his fate.

"What you want is actually a stone. We call it the resurrection stone... Legend has it that the god of death gave Cadmus Peverell a stone that can bring the dead back to life. After Cadmus committed suicide, it took a long time , the legend was forgotten by people, until a traitor appeared in the Aluet family, and he got the resurrection stone..."

"The current owner of this resurrection stone is Ashley, right?"

"...promise me, you only take what you need, don't... hurt her."

"Don't worry, I won't hurt her, but today's matter, I'm sorry, I don't want others to know that I've been here, so..."

My eyes slowly began to blur, and finally became blank, and the voice in my ear gradually became unclear until it disappeared...

I stood stiffly next to the Pensieve, so shocked that my hands and feet were numb and I couldn't move.

In the last hazy picture, I clearly saw Riddle raised the wand in his hand...

My brain became mushy from the successive shocks and I couldn't think.

I can't believe it, but I have to believe that Riddle can actually do such a thing.It's not that he didn't kill people, and it's not that I don't know about it, but I never thought of it...

It's ridiculous that I thought he had some real feelings for me other than taking advantage of me at first, but now it seems that he is a cold-blooded poisonous snake at all.

All complicated emotions turned into hatred at this time.I couldn't think about it that much, the urge to boil to the scalp made me just want to find him immediately and ask him how he was so inhuman and only had his own interests in mind.

I crouch down slowly, burying my fingers in my hair.I felt like I had a splitting headache, and the viscera and even every gap in every blood vessel in my chest seemed to be filled with something and squeezed tightly together.I frowned, breathing hard.

For the first time, I understood what it feels like to break down through hands-on experience.Countless thoughts raced through my head, but I couldn't focus on any of them - not even for a split second.

I bit my lip, imagining myself crying like crazy, but in fact, I didn't.I didn't shed a tear, and I didn't make a sound.

The rush of hot air came quickly, and the cold also quickly.

I stood up, straightened my body, and felt dizzy for a while.I stood still for a while, then mechanically closed the cabinet door, opened the door and walked out. There was no one around, and I locked the office door.

After all this was done, I cast a Disillusionment Charm on the robe, and wrapped it tightly.

But it suddenly occurred to me that after practicing the Illusion Curse for so long, it should be possible to use it on myself now, right?

After I finished the mantra, I stretched out my sleeves, but what my eyes saw was nothing.

No surprises.

As if nothing had happened, I walked back to the dormitory and lay lightly on the bed.

The next day, I went to class on time as usual, sat next to Orion, borrowed notes from him, and discussed a few issues.

Within two days, Dumbledore came back.What followed was his defeat of Grindelwald, who was imprisoned in Nurmengard, Austria.Everyone was happy, everyone was celebrating, except me - and Dumbledore himself, who didn't seem too happy either.Other than that, everything is developing normally, and I don't know what kind of attitude I spent this time with. In short, my brain is unexpectedly calm, and my grades have improved a lot compared to before.

But in fact, I often lie in bed at night and think about a problem, like a cold and empty corpse-I gradually can't understand why I exist in this world and what is the point.Whenever I have this idea, I feel chills for my powerless cowardice, but I have to admit that I can't think of anything that can support me to the future.

I didn't go to Hogsmeade with anyone else on the last weekend before Christmas.Since waking up in the morning, with eyes open, I don't want to move.

Boster silently packed his things as usual, opened the door and went out.

"Aren't you going?" The door stopped when it was closed to a crack.

"You go first." I reacted for a few seconds before replying.

After she closed the door and left, I suddenly realized that our relationship seemed to have eased a lot since I don't know when—maybe it was the time she borrowed my perfume, or it might have been earlier.Probably because I have grown up and matured, those childish quarrels seem to be unimportant.

I also can't tell which parts of my life are slowly getting better and which are getting worse.But all in all—at least so far, it's really bad, and it makes me feel overwhelmed with exhaustion both physically and mentally.

I practiced the spell for a while, read the book, the time passed by, I looked out the window at the deep lake with a halo of light, and the silence was a bit boring.Instead of wasting time, I might as well go to Hogsmeade, walk around and find something to do.

I packed my things, went up to the fifth floor, bypassed the suit of armor by memory, walked into the room with the mirror, and went to Hogsmeade through the secret passage behind.

I didn't wear a scarf, and the wind and snow got into my neckline. I shivered suddenly, wrapped my coat tightly, and went to the Three Broomsticks to buy a bottle of butterbeer.I haven't been here for a long time. It seems that almost all the memories about Hogsmeade are with Riddle. However, when I think of him now, I can only frown and take a few deep breaths silently to calm my heaving chest.

It's not over yet.I think.

At least... let him pay some price.

I slowed down in front of the transparent glass window of Madame Puddiffe's teahouse.It's still as lively as ever.The hot mist dispersed in the astringent eye sockets, and everything in front of me gradually became a hazy shadow. The coolness of the snowflakes falling on my eyelids made me blink subconsciously, and a tear fell down along my eyes. There was a line of coldness that dried quickly on his cheeks.

Suddenly, I felt a warm touch on my neck, and a green scarf was gently wrapped around my neck.I was stunned for a moment, and the emotions that had just surged stopped all of a sudden. I turned my head and met those deep and reserved black eyes.

"not cold?"

"Fortunately..." I realized that my cheeks were already numb with cold, I shrunk my neck, and the tip of my nose touched Orion's scarf, and a faint scent took over my sense of smell.

"Want to go in and sit down?" he asked.

"No more." I lowered my head, not knowing why I suddenly didn't dare to look him in the eye.

"Just walk around—are you not cold?" I asked him.He didn't speak, just shook his head.

I stared at the toe of the shoe, watching myself step by step in the snow, and glanced out of the corner of my eye, and there were a few people in the open space next to me who were still making snowmen.I remembered that when Hagrid was still studying at Hogwarts, Xuexue would often ask me to play with a few close friends. Unfortunately, I never played so happily after that.

All the regrets and misfortunes are almost all thanks to one person, and now I can only force myself not to think about them.

I squatted down, grabbed a handful of snow from the flat open space and kneaded it into a ball.Two drops of water dripped from my eyes and fell on the little snowball, and soon disappeared.I quickly wiped my eyes with my sleeve.

Orion noticed that I had stopped, took two steps back, and squatted down with me.

I decorated it with stones and branches, and it looked like a little snowman the size of a palm.I feel a little better.

"Here you are." I put it in Orion's hand, patted the snow on my robe, and stood up straight.

He looked at the little snowman in his hand, shook his head and smiled, not knowing whether it was helplessness or what.

"Quite cute."

"It's too small, it's going to melt." I said, "Maybe it can last longer with a freezing spell."

"Forget it." His other hand was still in his pocket, he didn't take out his wand, and his tone revealed a hint of melancholy, "Anyway, it will melt sooner or later, so it's better to let nature take its course."

My heart trembled inexplicably, the sudden pulling feeling was very uncomfortable, but I just turned my head away——"It's too cold, let's sit on the three broomsticks for a while." I said.