Magician of HP Clow card

This 'night' was very quiet, and occasionally you could hear the thump of flying animals hitting the cabin outside.

Voldemort was leaning against the wall, not feeling sleepy at all. Looking at Ariana on the ground, she calculated her next move.

He couldn't bear to stay in this damn place forever. So, we have to find a way out of here.

And Ariana can be his guide. After all, from what she said, he must have been trapped here for a long time.

This can eliminate most of the wrong paths. However, the little girl didn't seem to want him to leave.

Voldemort looked deeply at Ariana's sleeping face. I already have a plan in mind.

……

Ariana stretched and climbed out of the fluffy blanket. He saw Voldemort sleeping against the wall.

Black hair, pale, and extremely handsome. The facial features are like carefully carved works of art.

As if aware of the sight, he opened his eyes. Finding the dumbfounded little girl, he subconsciously evoked his seductive smile.

"It's dawn, can you show me the way here?" His voice was also bewitching. This was his best way to deal with the troublesome little witch.

"Okay, I'll help you find the way." Ariana came back to her senses and patted her forehead in annoyance, without any trace of being confused on her expression.

Surprise flashed in Voldemort's eyes, but he still maintained his smile.

Ariana first opened the crack in the door and looked out to make sure it was safe. Then he took Voldemort out.

There is white everywhere here, and sometimes you can see some tracks on the roadside.

But there is no dust present.

There are 6 tracks in total, and each road leads to a station. Several stations form a half-circle, once you step out of range. You'll be right back where you were.

If you walk in the opposite direction, you will also reach the platform.

Ariana said there had never been a car on the track. Things occasionally fall out of the mailbox on Platform 2.

This is how her little house was built bit by bit.

As she spoke, Ariana picked up a small flowerpot from the mailbox. Inside is a cluster of bright sunflowers.

"Mr. Voldemort, look, she's so beautiful." Ariana turned around, her long red hair flying and her smile bright.

At this moment, it is actually more beautiful and brighter than the flowers.

Looking at her smile, Voldemort felt that his soul was being purified and his body was floating. He was stunned in place for a moment, and suddenly wanted to give up the idea of ​​leaving here.

……

This is month 16.

Voldemort looked at Ariana who was watering the small flowerpot with a gentle expression.

He moved the quill away from the notebook that Ariana had given him.

He uses it to remember time and other little details.

Ariana placed the flower pot under the light, hoping it would catch the light. This results in more beautiful flowers.

Suddenly there was the sound of a train coming into the station outside the door, and Voldemort immediately went out to check.

A pure black train stopped at the edge of the platform, its doors open. The inside looks no different from an ordinary carriage.

Go up and have a look, maybe you can get out of here...

Voldemort thought as he cautiously stepped half of his foot in. There was no danger, so he pulled his feet back again.

Nothing, he walked into the carriage. Come back. But he found Ariana looking in his direction in horror.

"Mr. Voldemort."

"gentlemen!"

"Where have you been?" Ariana shouted, waving in his direction and hugging the air.

Her body was through the wall of the carriage, unable to touch or even see the train. In her eyes, even Voldemort who entered disappeared.

Voldemort touched her head with his hand, but it passed through Ariana's body. I felt empty.

Seeing Ariana's anxious look, Voldemort walked out of the carriage.

I've never been so soft-hearted...it's crazy...

Seeing Voldemort suddenly appearing in the station, Ariana threw herself on him regardless of the image.

His hands were groping wildly to see if he was injured.

Ariana felt relieved after knowing that there was no wound at all.

There was another sound at the station, and the black train slowly drove away and disappeared.