HP Tom Riddle

"Well, we're here." Riddle changed the topic, "You go up first."

I raised an eyebrow and didn't mention the troll again.

The red Hogwarts Express could not see its original color at this time, and the white and shiny snow dyed it another blank color, which made people feel a sense of awe. Of course, Hogwarts Express The Gwartz Express itself is a marvel of the wizarding world.

I shook off the snowflakes that had accumulated on my body, and embarked on the express with the little thermos that Riddle gave me.

"Let's go to the back, there are always empty boxes there." Riddle pointed out with experience, "If you don't want others to disturb us, I just learned some new spells in the library, You can test their effects."

"You forgot the notice that you can't use magic outside the school." I reminded.

"I believe magic can still be used on the Hogwarts Express. There are no Muggles on it, and it keeps moving." Riddle smiled slyly. "How does the Ministry of Magic detect who cast the magic? There are So many wizards."

"According to you, we can still treat that ban as waste paper in Diagon Alley?"

"Theoretically, it's possible." Riddle pushed open the door of an empty box, "Leave the luggage to me." He pulled out his wand from his cuff, and cast a beautiful levitation spell on our two luggage, letting them He obediently flew to the shelf by himself.

"What would you do without your wand, Riddle?"

"There is always a way to ignore the prohibition." He was not worried at all, "Is the High Cone Valley a gathering place for wizards?"

"of course."

"That would be easier, we just need another unregistered wand. You have two don't you?" He looked at the wand in his hand, "Unfortunately after Hogwarts, it It's on file with the Ministry of Magic."

"Actually, with Kiki here, I don't use magic much at all." I lay down on the small table and looked at Riddle seriously, "She can do almost everything I want to do."

"That's why I don't like house-elves. It makes wizards lazy." Riddle frowned in disgust. "You understand? With them, wizards don't use their talents all the time. At Hogwarts Some of the things you learn in school are also quickly forgotten."

"That's your prejudice again." I snorted. "At the platform, we're going to ask Kiki to take us to Apparate to Highcone, because I don't know how to get from King's Cross to Highcone. You know ?"

"I don't know where High Cone Valley is," said Riddle.

"So we need Kiki," I said. "Maybe, I should ask for a Portkey instead of having Kiki take me to Apparate every time."

"Yes, don't rely on house-elves." Riddle squeezed his wand and waved three spells at the door of the box. "No one else will find this again."

"Then I want to sleep, call me at the station?"

Riddle said amusedly, "Of course."

I watched him crawl to the shelf and flip through a book to pass the time, and finally I couldn't help but close my eyes sleepily.

This time we arrived at the station much earlier than the last time we went to Hogwarts. After all, we took the earliest express in the morning.

"Kiki." I called.

Riddle carried the luggage of the two of us and walked to the platform: "Have you come yet?"

"Maybe there is a little distance? I'll try to add some magic—Kiki!"

"Dear lady finally summoned Kiki!" She popped out from beside me, "Do you need anything?"

"Apparate home, take me and Riddle." I said, "Take the luggage back first."

"Okay, miss." She snapped her fingers, and sent the three large boxes in Riddle's hand back to Highcone Valley with the elf's unique magic, and brought the two of us with her when she came back soon.

"Oh, what is this?" Riddle frowned and complained, "It feels like being squeezed out of the sewer."

"Apparition." I squinted my eyes and laughed, "Just get used to it."

"But it's much better than a gray Floo net." Riddle pulled out his wand and straightened his curly hair, which had become a little messy. His hair was a bit longer, "although the appearance still needs to be tidied up."

"You're looking more and more like a Slytherin." I thought of those Slytherins who worry about their image all the time. "But, I gotta say, it's not bad."

Riddle lifted his chin slightly: "Of course."

"Okay, Mr. Slytherin, let's go and see your room first - it's next to me, I guess you'll come here one day, so prepare early - and your Slytherin dormitory It's kind of similar in style."

I took Riddle back from the living room when we apparated, and climbed a kind of spiral staircase that I specially replaced. It may be that I lived in a dark castle in the early years. I would prefer those brighter styles now. I replaced most of the windows with floor-to-ceiling ones with good lighting.

"It's here." I pushed the door of the guest room open, "Li Qiqi should be brought here, is there anything I need to change?"

"No, I trust your eyes." Riddle raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "I am very satisfied with everything."