HP Tom Riddle

"Extremely instructive?" Riddle spontaneously sent him the Defense Against the Dark Arts textbook that I hadn't read much since the beginning of school, and with a question-and-answer nature, "plus a little bit of wonder Of course, this should be magic - if a wizard learns magic just to make himself an excellent housekeeper, then what charm is magic at all? It should be like this, wonderful and varied , as long as smart people add a little color to it..."

"You can starve to death here." I continued, "Didn't you notice that everyone was gone?"

"...no." Riddle said dryly, "Listen, Elena, our minds shouldn't always be about eating, it should be filled with other, interesting things, not eating, always eating. "

"If those things can save my dry stomach," I said, walking out of the classroom, "you'd better hurry up, Riddle."

"Okay," he sighed, "to fill your empty stomach."

When they arrived in the Slytherin common room to put away their things, they happened to be gathering in twos and threes for dinner in the Great Hall.

"Will Malfoy still organize the Christmas ball this year?" A senior senior student suddenly asked Senior Malfoy who was sitting by the fireplace with Senior Black.

"Oh, not this year." Malfoy said lazily, "Father thinks it's better to let the Blacks hold it this year. If it's Malfoy every year, you will get bored."

Senior Black glanced irrefutably at Malfoy, who could be said to be complacent, and said slowly: "If you are dissatisfied with this, you can beat him with a wand. In fact, the idea is all Abraxas From Malfoy - one family a year."

"What a genius idea!"

"I'll remember your compliment, dear," Malfoy said ambiguously.

"Christmas social season," Riddle explained, "maybe you know?"

"No." I said, keeping up with Riddle's rush to the auditorium, "if you think I can do something alone at Christmas." I pointed.

"I'm not very clear either." Riddle said, "After all, no one will invite me, right?"

"I won't be invited either." I said with certainty, "A Shafiq who has no pure-blood title, who would invite her?"

Riddle chuckled: "I don't think you need to underestimate yourself. When you were in the hospital wing, almost all the Slytherins visited you there."

"It doesn't mean anything." I shook my head, and suddenly remembered Senior Sister Black's persecution on the first night of school, "I don't think I will be of that value." I'm sure I never know any news about the heir of Slytherin, Never before, never now, "Let's go to High Cone Valley together for Christmas, and spend it at my house! Kiki will take care of us both."

"I promised you on the train."

"Hey, I remember."

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Christmas break starts on Thursday, just in time to save me from having to face flying lessons anytime soon.To be honest, I don't want to leave a troll (T) on my report card at the end of the semester.Flying class is still a compulsory course, let's take it easy.

On Wednesday night, I let Kiki pick up my luggage while senior sister Blake was out, and picked up the bus ticket with Riddle early the next morning.

The main body of Hogwarts castle has been covered in snow, and Riddle wrapped his scarf around my neck, because I don't like this stuff, so I didn't prepare a scarf at all.Riddle sent it up, and I didn't dare to refuse, so I had no choice but to make do with his scarf, stepping on the snow with deep feet and shallow feet, and walked on the platform when going to and from it.

"I should have written down that warming spell." Riddle said with a frown.

"You can remember when you go back." I looked at the Hogwarts Express that was almost buried in the snow, "Can it move? Muggle trains will stop running if they encounter such heavy snow."

"Believe in magic, that's what you told me." Riddle waved his wand stiffly to create a small spark, "I should put it in a bottle." But when the wind blows, it goes out, "so It's too easy to get blown off."

"Then pretend it." I stretched out my hands and rubbed my flushed face, "Just warm me up, it's too cold."

"It was meant for you," Riddle said, "I'm not afraid of the cold." He took out a small button from his clothes and turned it into a glass bottle. winter."

"For the first time, since you entered the magic world, this is the first time you have taken the initiative to bring up your previous life." I watched with a little surprise as Riddle poured the fireball into the bottle and handed it to me. Hold it in both hands.

"Who would like to miss those days? But I have to admit, they made me who I am now." Riddle tucked his wand back into his sleeve, "Do you want me to carry you there?"

"No, I'm not that weak. I just fell off the broom and fell asleep for a few months. You should learn from Professor Mellors and don't be so nervous."

"Damn it, don't be nervous, next time you fly a broom with me."

"Hey, can a broom fit two people?"

"I'll figure out a way to make it okay."

"Oh, no, I don't want to get a troll grade from Professor Rice at all."

"I'm still here, how could I bring you and the troll together?"

"Come on, you're the only way I'll ever get a troll."

The author has something to say: ps: The next chapter is about to climb up on the 30th or 31st. The silly author will have an exam on Friday and Saturday. I guess my speed will not be so fast. Multiple choice questions!When I am free and want to rest, I climb up and write novels.