[HP] Tom next door to Mary

There are quite a lot of people in the school hospital today.

It's not that something major has happened, it's just that the best student in the school is lying on the hospital bed.

"You can't visit more than six people at a time." Mary seemed quite calm, and walked out of the storage room with a bottle of potion, and drove the extra students out.He emphasized his tone to the good students who were waiting in line at the door, "Tom will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, and a group of you are piled up here, he will be very troubled."

Among those small fans, Tom Riddle's name was surprisingly easy to use. Seeing their disappointed expressions, Mary felt a little bit of sadness in her heart.

Then she went to Riddle's hospital bed again, handed him the bottle of potion in her hand, and said: "This is a tranquilizer, poor Tom, it will calm your nerves, believe me, just pass tonight , a slight concussion will never affect your future life."

"Thank you, Miss Wall." He took the sedative, but did not drink it in a hurry, turning his wrist lightly and regularly, his black jade-like eyes staring at the small ripples of the liquid in the bottle because of this movement. swirl.

"You don't have to be so polite."

When she said this, she tried her best to restrain herself and keep her breathing steady, otherwise she would uncontrollably make a happy trill.

It's dusk now, Mary glanced quickly at the "Riddle's friends" who came to visit, all of them were Slytherins, and one or two were even a little familiar, as if one of them was talking to Riddle in Diagon Alley last time of.

"You—" The Slytherin named Abu who came to Riddle before, although he only uttered a few words, his drawn-out tone was even more unbearable for Mary than Riddle, but he He stopped abruptly in the middle of the conversation, probably thinking that he should show some kindness to someone.

Mary blinked innocently, the last ray of sunlight of the day dyed her emerald eyes a warm orange.

"Keep your voice down when visiting patients, Malfoy."

Then she ignored Malfoy's expression and walked back to the office without looking back.

Mrs. Elvis, the head nurse, completely entrusted her with taking care of Riddle. After all, she was an experienced woman who could heal overnight if her head was hit by quaffles flying all over the sky.Let Mary accumulate experience for small things like Riddle's being smashed by books.

But she also muttered in confusion, who threw the book so hard, I thought Riddle was accidentally injured when he went to play.

As the perpetrator, Mary flipped through the tools with the crime tool, and said hypocritically: "This book is quite good, I will return it after I finish it."

After taking some notes with the "Encyclopedia of Toadstools" in the office, Mary looked at her watch. The only patient who needs to be taken care of today is Riddle. As long as she changes her medicine now, she can forget about it.

When she got up and came out of the office, she saw Riddle half lying on the hospital bed, reading a book quietly just like her before.The visiting people did not know when they all went back.

She took out a bunch of bottles and jars from the storage room, reconstituted a bottle of topical potion, sat on a tray beside Riddle's hospital bed, placed it heavily on the bedside table, and told him—hey, in front of me Just stop pretending to be a student!

Seeing the unopened bottle of tranquilizer, she asked, "Why don't you drink it? I'm not going to poison here."

Riddle ignored her, and she stopped asking. After all, seeing the gauze wrapped around his head had already given him great pleasure. She patted his arm and simply expressed that she was going to start changing the dressing—— She took off the hairpin on the apron to fix his hair covering the gauze, gently removed the gauze from his head, dipped some ointment with a cotton swab, and carefully applied it to the wound that was smashed by the corner of the book , it has been healed very well, and the medical skills of wizards are much better than Muggles, but she may be the reason why she has been a Muggle nurse for four years, and she always feels that she needs to consolidate again.

"Mary."

He finally made a movement, turned his head quietly, "Be gentle."

"Oh." Mary poked him twice again, "You don't need gauze anymore."

"Mary." He closed the book and met her eyes, "if—"

"Whenever you don't come to trouble me, I will stop doing these things—shame? Passed out in front of your friends, Tom, and it's a bit embarrassing to spread it. It's okay, just like me." Mary interrupted him viciously, but Riddle didn't feel that he was the same as him. His gloomy eyes moved with her movement of holding the tray, "You want to take revenge on me? It's a pity that I am currently protected Object, death should be out of the question, but other things...I'll wait for you to say a truce, Tom. Don't be like a child."

Just wait and see, Tom!

She was just about to go to the pantry when an owl flew onto the windowsill and a letter was dropped on Mary's tray.

The envelope read: To Miss Mary Wall returning to Hogwarts.

The owl in the wizarding world doesn't need an address at all, it only needs a simple name to find the recipient, and the only one with so many prefixes and addressed to Mary is Ignatius.

She had some small expectations, and put the tray back on the bedside table. Just as she was about to get the letter, a fire suddenly ignited!The unpleasant smell emanated in an instant, she quickly drew out her wand and recited a clear spring like water, but she was unable to save the letter. The owl flapped its wings, looked at the unrecognizable letter, and flew away with two hoots.

"Tom!" She stomped angrily, grabbed the collar of the culprit who was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding a magic wand and curling up his lips, "I can deduct points from the academy!"

But in fact, she couldn't lift him up after grabbing his collar like she did when she was a child, while Riddle stood up in a timely manner, making her movements as if she was reaching for his neck, and her height The gap made Mary's aura suddenly look weaker.

"Didn't you say, don't be like when you were a child? Mary." He lowered his head and looked at her condescendingly, "You show such a little pride in front of me...how long do you think it will last? "

"Mary, Mary." He also reached out to cover her hands and pulled them down fiercely, "I thought you knew what would happen after challenging me."

"Come on, Tom, you've always been the one to make trouble—how many times, I don't know what you mean! The kid is talking about you, you don't like orphanages, don't you? Why is it still like an orphanage, We've grown up, okay! I'm just talking casually! I surrender, I surrender, okay, Tom, I think it's pointless for us to do this!" Mary couldn't hold back her hand, a little anxious, "You put I see it as a thorn in your side, so let's not say a word in the future, I avoid you, okay? I'm really fed up, I have my own life!"

Riddle was stunned for a few seconds after Mary's output, as if he was thinking about why he did it, but immediately, he let go of one hand to get the tranquilizer on the bedside table, grabbed Mary's chin and poured it in!

Mary refused, of course, she struggled violently, but coughed again and again because she choked on the dose of a bottle of tranquilizer, and finally her face was flushed, and her chest heaved violently with anger.

"Tom—cough, cough!" She patted her chest, taking deep breaths, "You're a fucking lunatic! Cough!"

"Mary, you asked me the meaning of doing this." He looked at her expressionlessly, "Actually, I don't know either."

She looked at him in disbelief.

"Precisely because I don't know, I'm using these practices to come up with answers, sometimes with small sacrifices."

The difference between a genius and a madman is just one thought.

Yeah, why would he do that?It seemed that this idea had secretly appeared a few years ago-if Mary appeared in his field of vision again, then he would pay her back even more for the guilt he had suffered when he was bullied by her.

This is not enough, how can this be enough!

Mary hid, she hid in some dirty gutter!Kiss me me with a Muggle!Do you think he will let her go?No, this will only increase his disgust and disgust towards her—Mary, she is really unlikable!

She was found by him, she is in front of his eyes now, he wants to tell her exactly how powerful he is now, no, he has always been incomparable...he wants to tell her, he I will tell her... the meaning, yes, the meaning is pure revenge.

——Didn't you know that I was broken?

"I won't make you happy, Mary." He smiled sinisterly, "By the way, your sedative is not prepared well, and you put too much sleep grass juice, so drinking one bottle is a little too much. "

Mary felt it from the moment she started scolding him. She tried to calm down, but her footsteps had already started to feel a little sloppy. He looked at Riddle with his hands behind his back and his head bowed sullenly, as if he thought her appearance was a bit funny.

"Mary, what do you say next? I can't kill you, if I do, I'm too suspicious-are you the best at talking about this?" He took a step towards her, and she took a step back, but Breathing unsteadily, he wobbled, "Mary, how confident are you in scolding me?"

Instead of supporting her, he stretched out his hand and pushed her slightly, causing her to fall directly to the ground.

"Mary, when you were young, you said that you wouldn't cry." He raised his eyebrows innocently, "But now you are not strong at all, why, why did you become like this—you really love to cry."

He lowered his eyes, and there was no sympathy in his words, but his heart was excited again.

"Mary, what should I do next to make you more unhappy?" He said to himself, ignoring that Mary had half-closed her eyes and was about to fall asleep.

"Oliver, do you really want to go in?"

"Otherwise, you will be able to get in touch with senior Tom at such a close distance tonight, so go in and have a look!"

someone is coming!

Riddle didn't want people to see such a scene, damn it!

The door is opened!

A chunky girl with thick round glasses walked in first, looking around cautiously, "I can't see anyone, Oliver..."

"How is it possible, Myrtle, your prescription won't increase again!" Another girl who came in was in sharp contrast to this girl named Myrtle. She was tall and thin, but she was like a stick, windy It is easy to fall when blown.

"I do not have!"

"Keep your voice down!" Oliver's voice was louder, "Let's go in and have a look."

The night wind gently blew the curtains, and the young man hiding inside had a gloomy expression on his face. He poked his elbows on the window sill, and rested his chin helplessly, leaning against a sleeping girl in a red dress, clearly looking at each other. The two people who hate each other unexpectedly become harmonious at this time, forming a strange picture.

It was windy at night, but he felt very hot, and he wrapped one finger around her apron strap in a boring way.

It's just that no one can see it, only he knows it.

The author has something to say: Mary, this man is really penny-pinching—

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Pinch him theater——

Before the child is born:

Riddle: I personally raised him to be the greatest dark wizard ever!

After the child is born:

Riddle: Crooked, Dumbledore?Can children go to school at the age of 3? They are very smart.