[HP] Seven Nights Talk

"……Ha ha ha ha!"

"It's him? Ron, it's a miracle you didn't fight!"

"How would I know! Was Malfoy's head smashed by a troll?"

"Don't say that, haven't you dressed up as a troll yourself?"

"No one knows that Professor Dumbledore will let everyone take off their masks in the end..."

The noise in the room woke Tom up.He narrowed his eyes slightly and saw that the other people in the dormitory had already returned.Then it became clear to him that he was angry at being woken up, because he was enjoying a feeling that he had never felt before-wait?Is this his emotion or another part of himself?

Seamus, Dean, and Neville were all grinning, obviously having a good time.And Ron sat on the edge of his own bed, looking greener than anyone else, not noticing Tom was awake. "Stop it!" he said gruffly, "it was an accident! An accident!" But the word seemed to remind him of something irresistibly, and his face became ugly.

Seamus was still laughing, and then he noticed Tom straighten up halfway. "Harry, you came back too early, and you didn't see the good show! The rest is so exciting!"

It was too noisy... Tom controlled his emotions so as not to let himself throw a deadbolt to seal his throat reflexively. "I seem to have heard something just now..." He looked at Ron researchingly, thinking of the scene where the other party was being pulled away, he quickly guessed the truth: "The one dancing with you is... Malfoy?" It's kind of interesting.

Ron was so angry that he didn't notice that Tom almost called Malfoy's name. "Don't mention it!" He said violently, "I should have stepped on him more if I knew it!"

Seeing that Ron was really going to be angry, a group of people wisely changed the subject. "Don't be angry, Ron," Dean was still grinning, "There are people who are more unlucky than you, aren't there?"

The boys exchanged glances, and the expressions on their faces became narrower.Tom had an intuition that something was wrong, and after looking at each one, he realized what happened: "The one dancing with Hermione is Snape?"

"So you can guess it?" Neville asked in shock. "We haven't said anything yet!"

Ron was also surprised, but his face was still not much better.Because they all know that Snape is the insider of the Order of the Phoenix, and Malfoy is a real Death Eater; in addition, it must be said that the Weasley family and the Malfoy family have deep grievances, and this is probably enough to disgust him for half a year. of.

That's what Dumbledore did.But according to Dumbledore, there must be something to promote unity or something.Tom curled his lips inwardly, but he still got up, pretending to be sympathetic and said, "It's just this one time. I'll go down and see if Hermione has anything to help, otherwise she should turn her anger on me tomorrow." gone."

"There is indeed that possibility, the responsibility of the student council president or something." Ron muttered, and his mood barely improved a little. "Who told you to run back halfway? I saw other ghost corpses!"

At this moment, a group of people began to wink at Tom.Because everyone took off their masks later, a group of girls were complaining about why they couldn’t hold back and pretended to be a slimy and eerie Inferi—everyone knew that Inferi, who had never been able to dance, was their Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.Think about the relationship between Professor Roald and Harry!

Under these circumstances, Tom felt his anger was getting out of hand again, and hastily put on his robe and went out.These stupid lions have no idea what they are doing!

It was past midnight, and there were not many people in the common room.There were pumpkin bells and decorative vampire fangs scattered on the table, a few tattered cloaks dripping with black water, black leather gloves that made horrible noises, and boots that made the legs invisible.

You don't need to look to know that most of them are products of Weasley's Wizard Wheezes.Tom passed between them and sent the remaining juniors to bed, and the common room fell silent.Then he sat down in the armchair in front of the fireplace and tightened his robes.There was only the crackle of burning wood, and his thoughts became calmer, more focused, and clearer.

Looking back now, he can't believe that he really did that just now.Even if it wasn't in the real world, it would have been done—he almost crushed the savior to the ground.

Regardless of how this event ended up being interrupted, the focus was on something else: why he really wanted to do it.

Influenced by another part of myself, there is no doubt about it.But he can't say, that's all the reason.He knew very well that those things he had deliberately ignored were the things he had always despised.If the strength in the sea of ​​consciousness depends on the firmness of their respective wills, he must not be able to bear it at certain times—for example, when he sees the watery light in those emerald eyes.Of course, he was also sure that he was never one to soften his heart when he saw others cry.He can't bear it because the savior's expression is because he—

It was the ambitious Dark Lord, the enemy who killed his parents, and the Tom Riddle who just wanted to prove himself.

Not the obedient master, the baby who was either born or wrong, or the brilliant student who went out of her way to pretend to be herself.

Tom put his head in his arms before the fire, and buried his face in his knees.

Even though he was living a second life right now, he had never met another person like Harry.Not the disgust, fear, and suspicion he was familiar with, but a different kind of emotion, more complicated and deeper.He believes that Harry will never forget the past, but at the same time Harry will not be limited to the past.With all the things he knew before, maybe Harry would never forgive him, but at the same time he was fully committed to a new beginning.

Compared with hatred, he was more touched by the latter expression.

It is easy to hate, but not easy to forgive.And they are less likely to forgive the mistakes of others than their own.

He had noticed this early on.In this case, as long as you firmly believe that what you do is right, suppress those opposing voices, and make them speechless, won't everything be resolved?

At the beginning, it was a small matter, and he did it himself; later, he discovered that people always have desires or weaknesses, and manipulating and using others to achieve their goals is much faster and more effective than doing it by themselves. It is not easy Leave a handle.

This formed his habit of hiding behind the scenes.As long as he stays there safely and gives orders, someone will naturally solve everything for him, which would be great.But actually, he doesn't trust them.He will not tell any Death Eaters (even the most diehard) about anything that he thinks will affect his own safety, and the key part is to do it himself - such as making Horcruxes, such as murdering the Potter family .

After all, the Dark Lord and the Death Eaters are more like a relationship of mutual use.The Dark Lord had his own goals, and most of the Death Eaters also had their own agendas.So as long as he dies, the Death Eaters organization will be defeated without a fight—because they are not an army based on any solid foundation, and their interests are pitifully fragile in the face of life and death decisions—he is definitely not the only one who is afraid of death .

Tom raised his head again and watched the flickering fire in the fireplace with no expression on his face.

From this point of view, he felt that another part of himself did a good job of reorganizing the Death Eaters.How much of an impediment this now presents to him shows how close the Death Eaters are to an impregnable fortress now.Appearing to be a Hogwarts professor was fine; there was no better cover than being a teacher, he had always thought so.As for the Horcrux, if it can't play its due role in preventing his death in the end, taking it back is also a normal choice.

To sum it up, he doesn't really have much of a problem with what the other part of himself does.Although he wanted to be the only Voldemort, most of their interests were aligned anyway.Where there is a difference, besides the only self, there is only one left: the savior.

He denied another part of himself and things he didn't remember much before he woke up, and still insisted that he and Harry were enemies, and that it was either you or me.He thought that the savior should treat him like this, and that wand facing each other was the reaction he imagined.After all, Harry had every right to do so, anyway.Even if Harry thought his other self wouldn't go down the wrong path again, he didn't—he assured him that he hadn't said anything kind to Harry since he was conscious.Harry should hate him and hate him without really trying to identify him with another part of himself.

What is the savior thinking?Because he feels that another part of himself can make other choices, so can he?

too naive!Tom said in his heart, but the cold snort stuck in his throat.Something in the Savior melted him, he could feel it, though he wouldn't admit it.

Because the facts have proved this point-even if he is selfish and arrogant, it doesn't mean that he can't tell whether other people's attitude towards him is sincere or fake.Harry trusted him, not because he acted like he could be saved, but because Harry never gave up hope in him.If he had to say something, he would say that the emotion was so real, it was as real as it was fake—because it had never happened before.

And his own reaction is a good proof.He's not the kind of teenage boy who reacts to anyone who provokes him.But his reaction to Harry was almost irrepressible—maybe it was because he knew deep down that no matter what he did, no matter how far he achieved, the other party would not reject him, accept him completely, and would not leave him.

It's a bad feeling, like being dizzy, being set on fire.

An ecstatic experience, as if he knew for the first time that he was a wizard, saw Hogwarts for the first time.

But the current situation is more like, he has gone too far, but as long as he looks back, he can see someone still waiting for him.

And this kind of thing was never within the expected range of the Dark Lord.

"My boys are always messing things up for me," Tom murmured, wiping his face vigorously.He didn't know whether to cry or laugh, but he figured he'd probably agreed with another part of himself on one more thing.Ah, another part of me sure won't be happy about it...

Just as he was thinking this, there was a sudden creak.Turning around, Tom saw a tired Hermione coming in through the portrait hole.Then she caught sight of the only person in the common room: "Harry! So you're here!" She glanced around again, "You've put them all to sleep, haven't you?"

Tom nodded. "I wanted to call them up to help you, but I accidentally fell asleep."

"Oh, this, it's okay." Hermione stepped over a few fallen chairs (she would usually help them up), and sat down on the armchair opposite him, rubbing her temples with her hands. "There are professors in the auditorium helping to clean up, and I didn't do much. Voldemort also said, you are too tired, so go back and rest first." At this time, there was no one else around, and she said her name with confidence.

Seeing her expression, Tom felt that the fact of dancing with the Potions master didn't bother her very much. "I thought you'd be more unhappy."

Hermione glanced at him through her fingers. "Did you hear them talking about the dance partner?" She shook her head immediately, "You didn't see Ron's expression at that time, it was like killing him. But I have to say, Malfoy hasn't done anything to please people recently. What a disgusting thing! And compared to that," she put her hand down and smiled, "I'm happier that you guys still seem to be doing well, and things are progressing steadily."

It took Tom a moment to understand her last words.And then he realized that it was probably another part of himself answering Hermione's question about Soul Piece - which was him.Where did they get the progress from?If you insist on progressing steadily, it must be the savior in his head, right?While estimating the possibility that another part of himself expected this, he said, "Are you tired too? Go to sleep now."

Hermione nodded and stood up.As soon as she took a step, she stopped. "You should rest too. If you want to go to Voldemort, it's better to change another day, it's too late now."

Originally, her guess was right, because she remembered that Harry was dressed as an Inferi, and she must have heard that Voldemort was like him; it turned out that it didn't happen, and the dance was a bit regrettable.But to Tom, it sounded like the winks of boys. "I'm planning to go." Tom stood up, gritted his teeth slightly.What did he talk to himself so late?Tell the other party that he just had a passionate kiss on the head with the savior, and he was three steps away from hitting base?

The author has something to say: Main soul (unbearable): My role! !

Soul Piece (Youzai Youzai): Come on, come and bite me!

Harry (unbearable): It's fun arguing with yourself, huh?