HP Tom Riddle

But whatever the truth of the matter, all I could feel was that the atmosphere in Slytherin was oppressive and crazy - maybe that feeling of a storm coming?

After the three idiots happened, although there was no news of anyone entering the infirmary, the private fight with Gryffindor became more and more serious. What's more interesting is that Ryan Brown's thoughts on me are getting more and more serious. The more subdued, the gnarlier the pranks I put on my way to class—no meaning at all.

Another notable phenomenon is that the people in Slytherin are getting busier and busier. It is normal for Senior Black to face the OWL or the female prefects to be busy, but now the entire Slytherin is apart from me and Zabini Some wizards who are not very popular all seem very busy.

I don't know what I'm busy with—well, I'm busy with the revival of pure blood, and building a perfect society in England that is more ideal than Grindelwald's ideal society, led by pure blood wizards.

I don't think this will be successful. It's not like I was at this time. In the wizarding world, the proportion of hemp breeds is greater than that of pure blood. I think it's perfectly normal for those hemp breeds to want to compete with pure blood for social resources. There are not many people who think like me, in Slytherin.

This is simply a struggle that pure blood will not win, in this era where the number of pure blood cubs is decreasing.

I am stuck in a blind spot in the research of time magic. I am a little bored looking at the flames in the fireplace that seem to be burning forever. I am crazy about a battle that has no possibility of success. Is it necessary?

I finally decided to stay in the school and watch the Christmas party proposed by Gryffindor College.Although I don't really want to pay attention to Riddle, Zabini habitually told me that Riddle was also staying in school when I signed the application for staying in school, and not only Riddle, but also many Slytherins. The school is over, but Senior Sister Black and Senior Malfoy, the top figures in the Slytherin circle, still went back to participate in the Christmas social season and did not stay.

"Of course," Zabini said. "The guys who stay at school aren't paying attention to the Christmas party."

"Pure Blood Revival." I said with a smile, "I'm for the party, and you are for the girls at the party."

"Before I get engaged to Higgins of Hufflepuff, of course I can play as long as I can."

Zabini's confident tone made me feel that he is still the flirtatious person who dared to flirt with Gryffindor Weasley in the second grade.

"Is it really okay to go to the party just the two of us Slytherins?"

"What's wrong with that?" Zabini said, "Did you fall in love with a bitch and want to elope with a bitch, or are you pregnant with a child of mixed race?"

I couldn't resist slipping out my wand and setting Zabini's head on fire, and immediately poured water on him with conscience to put out the fire.

"This is a metaphor." Zabini put on a pitiful face, and he wiped the water from his face, "You didn't do those things just to go to a party."

"Okay, good night." I said good night coldly.

The Christmas night play was entirely produced by Hufflepuff and Gryffindor, but students from all four houses attended.

Principal Dippet, who hadn't seen his face for a long time, stood on the stage and said: "This is a warm festival, and I hope it will be brought by Professors Herbert Billier and Albus Dumbledore, as well as their students. The pantomime "Fountain of Luck" can bring us some joy."

"Will Professor Dumbledore still perform pantomime?" I couldn't help asking Zabini, after all, he knows a lot.

"I don't know, maybe he will. Although I don't want to praise a Gryffindor, Professor Dumbledore seems to be very versatile." Zabini said, "The pantomime they performed didn't reveal any news, which It's really rare, knowing that there is a Gryffindor in it."

The author has something to say: Gryffindors: what's wrong with me, it's none of my business, why do you blackmail me? !

Haha Hasfin has been blackmailing each other endlessly throughout his life.

The next chapter will add details based on "The Fountain of Luck" written by JK Rowling. I have been wanting to add details for a long time, and I am rubbing my hands excitedly.

Desbisous's French kiss, vowed that eggs were updated ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ~ I kiss the bad problems from here, smirk.

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