[HP] Tom next door to Mary

Mary felt herself out of breath.

Why did Riddle put his whole weight on her.

But she couldn't even speak, she could only let the tears wet her cheeks, and Riddle was trying to restrain himself from shaking her hand, because it was really...

A primal urge he never had.

"Mary, how many more tears do you want to shed?" His voice was low and hoarse, but what dissatisfied him was that after this question was thrown out, she immediately started to stop her tear ducts. She would be wrong, Of course he didn't mean that.

He pinched her neck fiercely, and said in a rough voice, "Mary, come, let's take a look."

"Will this bullet go into your head?"

keep crying!

Ding Dong!

The sound of the doorbell broke the secretive world belonging to the two, but Riddle didn't intend to ignore it.

Ding Dong!Ding Dong!

"The Office of the Ministry of Magic's Prohibition of Misuse of Magic, damn it, are you sure you followed this? Forget it, we're coming in—Arajo Cave is open!"

Mary felt that she was doomed in a sense, and the next second, the moment the Ministry of Magic staff opened the door, Riddle covered her tightly with his black robe.

"Good evening, did I just ring the doorbell?" A wizard in a brown robe stepped in, followed by a tall witch, who was using a wand to manipulate a quill to record something.

"Hello, sir?" Riddle threw out a question, his gentle expression made it impossible to equate him with just now.

"Oh, it's not a big deal. Generally speaking, I will only send you a warning letter, but I happen to be near here, and the superior asked me to drop by. There is no way, this is work." Talkative, waved to the witch behind her, "Forget it, don't write it, you used magic? You know that minors are outside school..."

"I don't, sir." Riddle was surprisingly calm. With his hands behind his back, he naturally stuffed the wand in his hand to Mary, "You may have found the wrong person."

Mary wanted to refuse, but she couldn't refuse, and she was being led away by Riddle.

This feeling is too aggrieved.

"Is that you, Miss?" The wizard glanced at Mary behind him, and then settled down again, as if he was thinking about whether she was an adult, after all, she was just an adult, and she looked a little small, although Zongsi The magical signs of the underage wizard can be detected, but it is only a range, "Forget it, show me the wand."

Riddle turned sideways, pushed Mary out, and motioned for her to be examined.

"And yours." The wizard from the Ministry of Magic extended his hand to Riddle again, and he obediently handed over his wand.

The wizard checked, and indeed only Mary's wand had used magic, without serious consequences, and they seldom push others, and besides, it was so late!

Also let people go to get off work!

"Underage wizards are not allowed to use magic outside of school. I think you know what the consequences will be, miss." He straightened his face and told her in a serious manner, "This is a warning. You have met a talkative person. Well, I won't shed tears, I'm off work—going for a drink, Elena?"

The witch didn't speak either, but disapparated with just one glance at him.

"Sir, save...!"

Before Mary could finish speaking, Riddle put the left wheel against her back.She bit her lower lip and dared not speak out again.

The clerk in the Misuse of Magic Office gave her an odd look, and immediately set off after his Elena.

It was just the two of them again in the apartment.

He instantly exposed those surly hideous birds of prey, and the gun/muzzle moved up along her lumbar spine, slightly bringing up the folds of the black robe, until it landed on a certain bone of the cervical spine. Afterwards, he was quite satisfied. Smile, "Mary, I think we should move on."

"No, you won't." Mary took a deep breath, turned around, and pointed the gun at her throat, "If I die, the first suspect is you, I think you should not As for wanting to go to Azkaban so urgently."

"Are you threatening me?"

"No, I'm just telling you the facts."

Riddle tilted his head slightly, and the hand/gun in his hand turned at an angle through his slender fingers, the gun/handle was pointed at Mary, after that, he just smiled, she didn't understand anything from this smile anyway , For fear that he would have a terrible next move, he took the left / wheel over, threw the wheel / wheel to the left, and shook the bullet / bullet to the ground.

Whether the bullet will pass through her head has become an eternal mystery.

"But—Tom Riddle!" She pointed at Riddle with the ebony wand. "I warn you, stay out of my life! Otherwise, otherwise—"

"Otherwise, what about? Mary, you don't have any momentum now." Riddle felt that she would not be threatened by her. He even thought that he could snatch her wand with bare hands now. She has no resistance at all, and she can still do what?

"Could it be that you used the Unforgivable Curse on me? I think, similarly, you should not have the intention to enter Azkaban." His fingertips lightly tapped her wand, and the angle of the wand was tilted by a small angle , arrogantly, "But I'm more curious, will your Unforgivable Curse work, will it hurt me—or, do you dare?"

"Shut up! Tom!" She pointed her wand at him again, and said angrily: "I'm not kidding you, if you mess with me again, I'll put you on me when you—"

"Hmm—" She was gagged by him again, and she snatched the wand with her other hand. It seemed that Riddle was really in a hurry, and his gloomy handsome face was even more ruthless, " I'll kill you if you speak out, Mary! Really!"

Do everything and still not let the other party say?Do you really think she can't feel it?It's just that her life is at stake, how can she have time to worry about this!

"Let go of me, don't let go!" She struggled with all her strength to fight against him, everything was against her, she finally pulled down his nipple covering her mouth, and said desperately: "This can't threaten you, is it?" huh! You can't kill me tonight, Tom! Go ahead! Believe it or not I'm Apparating to Hogsmeade right now to make an announcement about this! You're going to kill me! Then watch it before I die See how many people get word about you and me! Tom, I know it took you a long time to get along with those Slytherins? You look like their head—I think a leader, this kind of It's not a shame, and would you be ashamed of it, would you? Or you don't care—if you do, let me go, Tom Riddle! I say again, let go!"

The restraint on her body was gone, she was pushed by him and staggered, and fell on the sofa.

She stroked her forehead like this, leaning against the leather sofa, "Go out."

"Cole's closing at ten o'clock."

"--roll!"

Riddle shrugged and walked straight into her room.

Of course not go here!Damn, can you communicate with Tom normally?

"Tom, don't you get what I mean, please, get out of my life, and give me back my wand." She followed him, holding out her hand to him.

"Mary, that's not acceptable." He played with her wand. "I mean the first part of the sentence. Return the wand to you again. It's the second time. I hope you take it well."

Then don't grab it either? !

She assured that she really didn't react to being robbed for the second time, and she was patient enough to not cast a spell on Tom.

"Get out, Tom." She pointed to the door with her wand. "Go to the gate, open it, go out, close it, and don't come back."

"We can talk." Riddle pretended not to hear.

"There's nothing to talk about." She said angrily, "I tried not to use evil spells on you, and you should sigh that I still have this kindness."

"Mary, this is indeed you. Didn't you work as a nurse before? Um... very kind." She didn't know what he was complimenting there, and she felt nauseous when she heard it, "In this case, then you You should give it back to me, too."

"what?"

"You are wearing my clothes now." He raised his chin slightly, indicating the robe on her body.

"I'll return it to you if you go out first." Mary suddenly realized this too, she was a little embarrassed, and her tone softened.

"No, give it back to me now." His tone was quite unquestionable, and he leaned against the door, looking at her expressionlessly.

"...then we can talk."

"That's just a normal physiological reaction. After all, I'm a normal person." The next second he started his explanation, his tone was flat, and it felt like he was expressing "I just did what everyone in the world would do. ".

"It's up to you." She glanced down dismissively, "I think this kind of thing is called a bird/beast."

"As you like." He also followed her example, "Mary, I don't see any difference between this and four years ago."

"Do you want to talk seriously?" She poked his shoulder with her wand, angrily, "Do you still want to be beaten by me?"

"You are really vulgar, Mary." He said with some disgust, "hands on, never use magic, are you a witch?"

"Leave it alone, let me ask you again, do you want to talk seriously?" She rolled her eyes and added: "And give me back my Octalon, you killed my owl."

"Of course I'm telling you seriously," he pulled her hand away without mentioning the horned owl whose corpse was still lying in the bathroom, "it's because of this, Mary, that I'm thinking maybe it's not about you. Personal, so what I want to talk to you about is—”

"Can you take your clothes off and let me have a look? Just as a practice."

He swore he had absolutely nothing else on his mind.

Author has something to say: Tom Seriously Discusses Color Riddle: Ask for money or not.

Mary is a soft-tempered sister as long as there is no threat, except that she would hit tom when she was a child, but she has changed a lot in four years, of course she still can hit tom (.)

There should be no ooc...I'm really in trouble, I'm afraid to write ooc...It's too uncomfortable to write him

I want a lot of comments, I want readers to discuss the plot hahaha