[HP] Tom next door to Mary

As soon as the winter vacation is over and the new semester begins, the students are looking forward to the first holiday that can be celebrated this year.

Coupled with last year's petrochemical incident that made people panic, this year's Valentine's Day is a little more noisy than last year.

When Mary went to the auditorium to have breakfast, she was stunned by this February [-]th outfit——

Amando seems to have tacitly agreed that everyone can make some decorations for the auditorium, which led to the students of all colleges starting to use the college's theme color magic ornaments to decorate the walls.

This is a happy and good move, but the bad thing is that everyone's magic ability is uneven, causing the things on the four walls to be placed together in strange shapes and very uncoordinated.

Multicolored heart-shaped confetti kept falling from the sky-blue ceiling, and had already spread a thin layer on the ground.

However, fortunately, most people are only immersed in the atmosphere of Valentine's Day, rather than paying too much attention to incongruous outfits.

Mary, one of the few people, was holding her chin with one hand in a daze.

Ignatius hadn't written to her for another week, and she couldn't say... offered to write to him, could she?What does this look like?Well, she is soft-hearted enough to give him time, but it is impossible for him to draw an infinite length for this time, right?

Thinking of this, Mary's eyes shifted to the long table in Slytherin. There were not many students who got up early on weekends. She happened to see Lucretia sitting next to that Malfoy, reaching out to brush the dust that fell on her bacon. Confetti.

She just watched her openly.Her makeup is bright and cute but not gaudy, her straight and long black hair is mysterious and elegant, and even the way she eats breakfast gives people a feeling of "look, this is the etiquette of a noble lady".

In comparison, Mary's face was too bland, but it was paired with a head of thick golden curly hair - she had seen many blonde girls from the United States on the battlefield, they were lively and enthusiastic, and their blonde hair matched them even better. And what about myself?She herself felt nondescript.

In this Valentine's Day in the early 40s, there was a mix of disappointment and frustration from Mary.

It can't be like this anymore, she thought.

After finishing her breakfast, she ran back to the school hospital, dug out all the clothes and cosmetics she had bought online to vent her anger, picked out the most enthusiastic bright red slim-fitting one-shoulder witch robe, sat down, and Large and small eyeshadow palettes and lipsticks are placed on the table, and the most popular hairstyles are done with the hairdressing spells learned in a magazine a few days ago.

It stands to reason that as long as there is no such thing as a little lion and a little snake falling in love and fighting because of disagreement, there should be only those two unlucky petrified petrified people in the school hospital.

In short - she is so sad, let her touch fish for a while in the relatively leisurely day shift!

But when she got to the step of putting on lipstick, things turned bad—she couldn't ignore the student who just opened the door of the school hospital and sat on the hospital bed next to her very self-consciously.

"New date?" He raised his eyebrows, and naturally stretched out his fingers to draw up a lock of her curly hair, "New guy? He likes you like this?"

Mary slapped his hand away fiercely, and turned her head to stare at him. The strand of hair that had been picked out hadn't merged with the other companions, and Riddle felt that she looked dumbfounded.

"Don't bother me." Mary threw down a sentence and continued to work on the makeup business in her hands, but to be honest, it is still very embarrassing for someone to stare at you all the time, especially the person you said never talk to him.

After Mary turned her head and stared at him three times, she turned her head for the fourth time when she matured the thought of "I said a few words before anyway, I just scolded him so it doesn't count as my breach of promise".

"Tom, I see you—"

Her words stopped abruptly, and she almost wanted to ask him if he used some strange magic just now, why did he suddenly take out a book and start reading this time? !

Tom lifted his eyes from the book and landed on her red lips, and turned his head slightly to signal her to continue.

"I don't think you're sick, don't you go to the library to read?" She said angrily, "You use this as your private lounge? I don't know... Is our relationship bad now? ?”

As if he didn't hear it, Riddle turned his eyes to the book again.

"Hey, I'm asking you something!" She tapped the cover of the book with her fingers.

"I will come every day today, and you don't know." Riddle made up a random reason, thinking that it doesn't take too much brains to prevaricate her, "You also said that our relationship is not good, right? Then I also There is no need to tell you in advance."

"Every year? What other customs?"

"This kind of festival, avoid girls, avoid seeing those annoying gifts, you know, I am very popular."

In fact, this location should have belonged to the Room of Requirement.It has to be said that after discovering the Room of Requirement, in addition to being his research laboratory, it will occasionally become a practical place for him to avoid girls who are too entangled.

"It's very good at confusing others." She looked at his face, believed what he said, and then turned her head to look at herself in the mirror with heavy makeup. Not only did she not learn the essence of the sexy witches in magazines, she even It can reveal the feeling of the evil old witch in Muggle fairy tales.

Tom must have been looking at her because she was horrible now!

She held her face and shook her head, planning to remove her makeup.

"You finally realize how unbearable you are now." He laughed at her without hesitation, turning a page in passing.

"I'm very clear about my position." She immediately snapped back, maybe she didn't realize that her tone was very sour, "But you haven't realized it yet."

She was too lazy to talk, and left the school hospital to go to the bathroom on the same floor.

She really collapsed, her requirements are so low, why can't they always be fulfilled?Even if she just wanted to be more mature and sexy, she couldn't imitate other people's three points - and she would be laughed at!

She rubbed her face fiercely with the current of water—why!

"Why is it always me—huh—bullying me—"

She was startled by the sound, but this time she knew that the wail was not a ghost but a myrtle, and she had a strong resonance with what happened to myrtle.

"Yes! Nobody likes me being ugly!" She yelled again, and then it turned into a whimper.

When Mary listened to Myrtle's words, the inferiority complex in her heart was magnified countless times. When she was a child, she always thought that she was good-looking anyway, but now she can only be sure that there is only one good-looking child in the Wall Orphanage.

She has nothing, what can she compare with others?

She should have let it go, before embarrassing herself—but, Ignatius is really the perfect boyfriend, caring and warm.

Suddenly, she thought about what she saw through the Mirror of Erised, whether, she was really hit by Riddle, and she had been hesitant only because Ignatius was suitable for marriage.

—she didn't love him at all.

Once the idea came up, it went viral, and she had to go see the Mirror of Erised again, right after get off work!

She left a handkerchief in the washroom for her fellow-sick Myrtle, and when she returned to the school hospital, she ignored Riddle, changed her clothes back into overalls, and took back all her waste.

They remained silent for the whole day.

If he didn't apologize to her, then so be it, she thought.

After work, she rushed directly to the eighth floor.

The Mirror of Erised has been kept in the Room of Requirement, and she knows that she did not discover the Room of Requirement, but Isaac told Mirabella, and Mirabella shared the secret with her.

There was nothing in this room, it was dark and empty, and the magic mirror was placed in the center.

It was a very imposing mirror, reaching to the ceiling, in an ornate gold frame, and supported on two claw-shaped feet.

The text on the mirror frame has to be read backwards, what I show is not your face but your desire.

Standing in front of the mirror, she couldn't help being a little nervous. She didn't know if she could still see her "family" as before, or the thing she longed for the most had changed, and she didn't even know it?

Fortunately, the few figures that appeared in the mirror gave her a reassurance.

It was still the same as before, she was sitting on a back chair, hugging a child, this time without her parents, but the man standing next to her must be her husband.

It's just...he has a blurry face—oh, blurring shouldn't be used to add a horror-like atmosphere, it should be said that he looks very generic, there is nothing special about him, it seems to come out randomly.

She flashed from the mirror and reappeared, and the husband changed into another appearance.

She couldn't help feeling sad, because she didn't have a specific image of her family's faces at all, the sad thing was...anyone could do it.

She couldn't lie to herself anymore.

What a frustrating truth, she was just waiting for someone to love her.

How despicable, selfish and cold-blooded it is!

He could be the face of Ignatius, he could be the face of Hugh, he could be anyone, he could be...

"Tom Riddle?"

That very common face gradually reflected a new one, because she saw a slender figure appearing behind her, disrupting everything in the mirror and disappearing.

The face was familiar to her, appearing instead of everyone in her mirror.

She turned to look at him, "What are you doing here?"

She immediately covered her mouth, thinking that she was still angry with her?Why can she let him down the steps so easily!How annoying!

"Hiding others." He nonsense.

What a welcome!

never mind.If she cared about him, then she must be the first to be pissed off.

"Then you may not be able to come in, I'm here."

"Maybe it's just a coincidence." His sense of ambiguity is so perfect, his tongue is naturally capable of spreading lies wantonly, and his dark eyes can always convince others easily. After all, his attitude looks sincere, And serious.

"Okay then, I'll leave the space for you." Mary thought that he was just like her, imagining the scene on the other side of the mirror.

She was already in a bad mood, if there were any unnecessary fights here, then she wouldn't be able to change her mood today.

Therefore, in order to avoid suffering, it is very necessary to leave Riddle immediately.

"Mary."

Riddle stopped her, unable to see his expression in the dim environment, and Mary tilted her head in doubt, waiting for his next words.

"I'm very sorry."

He spoke in an unprecedented but emotionless way, he didn't know how many apologies he had brought with his apology, he was just not used to confessing to her, and he was helpless, as if there was something here that made him psychedelic illusion.

The resentment and anger from childhood surged up again with another emotion——

She is leaving again!Why does she always think that she should leave!

As for Mary, her red lips were slightly parted, and she suddenly let out a chuckle, as if she didn't know that she had a special magic power that was psychedelic and hazy, and she stared straight at him through her eyes without reservation. Pass on the magic.

She really didn't have that passionate temperament, but she was hot and bold at this time.

She turned around completely and walked towards him slowly, her white and pink shoulders trembling slightly with her steps.

"You rarely apologize to me, and they're all very hypocritical, Riddle."

That’s right, Riddle affirmed in his heart.

"But every time you use these hypocrisies to maintain the last trace of our connection." Her approach brought a unique scent of the school hospital, as well as her own fruity scent from the body wash.

"Is there something you want to do, Riddle?"

She stretched out her hand and moved it to his palm, tapped the back of his hand rhythmically with two fingers, all the way to the forearm, and then covered his waist, getting close to him thoroughly.

He didn't move, every cell in his body was screaming - push her away!She must have a conspiracy!

But he still didn't move.

He knows that no matter what she does, he has a way to deal with it.

But this gave her an opportunity, she stood on tiptoe, trying to cling to his neck, so that she could kiss him, a simple kiss - all back to a certain morning that belonged to them in [-] .

His heart was contemptuous, so he immediately reached out and grabbed the back of her neck to keep them separated by a certain distance.

However, she still hangs on him, wrapping around his neck, and the bright lipstick color accentuates her coquettishness.

"God, Riddle, why are you stopping me?"

At this time, even her lips are degenerate, like a god with broken wings, a whispering Satan, an elf who no longer sings.

"Why not even a kiss?"

His palms rubbed her neck gently, watching her enjoying like a cat.

She is like a poisonous snake!Hanging down from the tree, spitting scarlet snake letter at him, telling him, look, that apple is edible.

He felt disgusted, as if he was confessing naked, unable to cover any exposed skin.

But he still didn't move.

Because he decided to wait and see her self-righteous little trick, he said, and he had the means to resist any.

"Riddle, you are such a ridiculous fool." She giggled, tilted her head, and the innocence seemed to melt on her face: "Then what do you want? I want to repay you, you have done so many things , you can't take nothing—shouldn't we ditch this cold hug? Shouldn't we be kissing more fervently? Shouldn't we be giving pleasure a little frenetic, fun reaction?"

"Come on, come on, come on, I can only have you, Riddle."

He couldn't say the words of rejection, like a stick in his throat.

He turned his back to the mirror, and he heard the sound of the door closing.

The author has something to say: first of all, I wish you all a happy Chinese Valentine's Day, eat well and drink well.

I just found out that I haven't updated for five days. I'm guilty. I've been planning new articles recently, so I haven't been inspired, and I've been struggling-so I went to collect a wave of new articles!Beautiful boasting!Column - Detective Moriarty!

Yes, that's right, it is a fan of Sherlock Holmes' comprehensive classics!

Let’s go back to this chapter. I’ve thought a lot about the second half of the description. Those who are interested should be able to feel what it means. Don’t think too much hahaha!This article is such a tune!

In fact, the theme of this chapter is the human nature of both sides.Of course, don't demand Riddle's normal humanity hahaha.

Not much to say, everyone can take a closer look.

And, Jin Jialong has a very sweet (?) foreshadowing that no one has dug out. Sure enough, my writing is too convoluted?The corresponding foreshadowing is in Chapter 2, if you are interested, go and have a look!

今天也是有一些多的作话，感谢你看到这里。感谢在2020-08-2020:46:50~2020-08-2517:32:41期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: Liz, 5 bottles of starling sauce; 255304151 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!