【HP】Elvira’s Unicorn Garden

She did not immediately follow the two Malfoys.

Elvira and Mrs. Malfoy explained that the black-haired boy standing next to Borgin in the 'Bogin-Bock Store' just now was their friend. After getting confirmation from Abraxas, Mrs. Malfoy was a little bit confused. Relax.

Mrs. Malfoy and Elvira discussed meeting at the Florin Cold Drink Shop.

Abraxas pulled Elvira with some worry and looked at each other speechlessly. She slowly shook her head towards him. After a long struggle in her heart, Abraxas forced himself to put down his hand.

The words conveyed by this tacit understanding can only be understood by him and her who have been with each other for a long time.

Mrs. Malfoy and Abraxas left. Apart from the dark wizards who had accomplished nothing huddled in the corner at the base of the narrow wall, there was also the 'Bogin and Burke Shop' which was some distance away from the two of them——

"You shouldn't have come here." The smile in Tom Riddle's eyes widened. He stepped closer to her, drew out his wand, and cast several unknown spells in all directions. "Or do you think I will hide this for you? matter."

"Why wouldn't you." The man was not afraid of him, nor was he as frightened as he was at the corner of the bathroom corridor that day. He looked at him in disbelief, "Take a bold guess, my dear 'brother' Will you voluntarily hide it for me..."

The smell of blood filled the air, and the girl just turned her eyes slightly to look at the 'blood source'.

When she and Abu were besieged by that group of people just now, she didn't even look at them carefully. Now that she took a closer look, it turned out that they were all such beings.

Skinny, bluish-white complexion, and withered face... You can even see the protrusion from some of the 'people' who are not wearing upper body robes, let's call them people for the time being, and even from some of the people who seem to be wearing only a layer of skin. bones.

The ribs are well defined.

It seems that the 'dark wizards' hiding in this corner are not doing well.

Avella raised her head and looked around, and she didn't know whether the curve of her lips was a 'smile', something else, or both.

Tom Riddle actually couldn't see the meaning clearly.

"Little guy, I should praise you." He held the wand and clapped softly, and the faint smile in his eyes was filled with unabashed admiration, "But now you should leave, I will take you Go find the Malfoys."

"Bathroom, the dead 'Myrtle Warren'." Avella raised her hand to interrupt him. She retracted her gaze and looked directly at him, "There is also the sound of 'it', I will call it for now For 'bewitchment'."

"It's not a good thing to be too smart, little guy." In Tom's impression, this was the first time that this well-behaved child chose to 'interrupt' someone, but he didn't care, even if he was the one who was interrupted. , "Since you guessed it, why didn't you choose to publish my matter?"

Tom irritably threw a spell at the dark wizards in the corner. Severe pain tortured the stooped dark wizard.

The dark wizard clutched his chest and writhed in pain, wailing in pain, and the painful screams accompanied the tall boy's 'talk' with the girl.

At that time, Avila didn't know that the spell was the Cruciatus Curse, one of the three "Unforgivable Curses".

Tom, who was almost out of control, desperately wanted to know an answer.

He probed, curious to know why the child in front of him chose to hide it for him, and why she chose to become the 'accomplice' given the character of the child in front of him.

How could she be so smart and not know that as long as 'she' exposes him, adults may not believe a child's words, but just extract the memory and put it into the pensieve.

As long as those people see the memory, they will be able to guess the truth.

But she didn't choose to do that.

She would rather choose to bear the 'guilt' and the 'accomplice charge' that only he and she knew clearly than to tell the real truth.

Even if that happened, even if he scolded her, even if he had made her suffer so much

She could no longer wash away this 'crime' that was not known to everyone, even if the truth was exposed at some point in the next year.

This will be a price, a price that is too heavy.

"I did have the idea of ​​'exposing' you, but I couldn't bring myself to do it." Her voice was very light, and she could hardly hear any emotion when talking about him, "'Brother,' in the end, I am just Just a selfish person."

"Everything involves the phrase 'there is a difference between closeness and distance'. I can't find any reason to deny your tension with me over the years, or deny the things you have done for me. My brother, I should always do something." I will do my best to repay you."

"Besides, even without me as a sudden factor, what should happen will still happen, right?" She just stood there and looked at him quietly, without saying anything else.

Tom stared at her, trying to see the slightest flaw in her words, actions, and even appearance. He wanted to draw the conclusion that she was 'trying to pretend'.

But he couldn't find it, and he couldn't help laughing at himself. He felt extremely ridiculous.

"Why..." He couldn't figure out why that person could so easily say these words that were completely incompatible with 'her' nature. It was as simple as telling what the weather was like today.

Why……

"Brother, I am a Grindelwald and a Slytherin." She paused for a moment before speaking again, then Elvira took out her wand, "You see, I am essentially the same as you."

Whether it is her brother or sister, whether it is him or Abu, they are trying their best to create this 'peace' for her that will only be shown in front of her eyes. They are working hard to maintain this illusion.

She wouldn't be so stupid that she wouldn't notice those strange things, but she shouldn't and couldn't stop those 'things' from happening.

Others can secretly laugh at her for being a 'sick man', and laugh at how inconsistent she is with her family, but she cannot create ridicule for those people, or even use it to attack her family and friends. Opportunity.

Just like in the beginning, the only path she could choose was 'Slytherin'.

Of course, what she heard the most was——

'Why did little Grindelwald end up in Slytherin? ’

'She is not as good as her sisters, she is too kind and 'incompetent'. ’

'She clearly looks like a 'Hufflepuff'...'

Words like these were attacking her non-stop. The so-called 'unknown' malice was always more penetrating than what could be faced intuitively.

If she had made a wrong move at the beginning and followed her heart and her decision to be assigned to another hospital, then those attacks would have hit the people she cared about.

Her sisters may not care, but she does.

"Have you been secretly learning these things? It's a pity that the techniques are a bit rusty, otherwise it would have been perfect." The way Tom started the topic was a bit far-fetched, and there was a 'sadness' that he desperately wanted to discard. Almost drowning him.

Fortunately, he was always good at hiding those things, and the little guy in front of him didn't see anything unusual in his expression.

"I've never... never tried it." She slightly tightened the wand in her hand, and after a long time she responded to him silently, "Did I do something wrong?"

"Little guy, if it was you in the beginning, I think you would be merciful to these 'poor people'." He approached her, a few short chuckles mixed with his pleasure, looking forward to the look in her eyes. But there are some other things added.

He actually feels...sad?

Tom Riddle denied losing this emotion that should not appear in him, and discarded this 'sadness', leaving only 'joy and appreciation' in his eyes.

"Are they worth saving?" She raised her head and asked him softly, "They must have hurt many people before me and Abu."

She was asking him if he would blame her.

No, 'Tom Riddle' would never blame the people he considered family in his heart.

Tom and Avila took him to the entrance of the Florin Cold Drink Shop. He only knew the answer, but he couldn't tell the answer.

She pursed her lips, put away her wand, and walked towards the person waiting for her not far ahead. As for the answer...

Some people have been waiting for years for an answer.

It's a pity that he couldn't tell her this answer in person until many years later.