[HP] Tom next door to Mary

Spring passes quickly.

The change of seasons is not only reflected in the fact that the green plants outside the stadium have become stronger, and the trees in the Forbidden Forest are once again lush.

One more point, Riddle's sleeves are short.

He had to order another set of school uniforms during a trip to Hogsmeade. It has to be said that he did have the temperament of a high-end tailor in wearing simple plain robes.

But it cannot be judged whether he is more popular because of this, after all, he is already deeply loved by everyone, and his advantage in height only makes him overflow with the full-level charm.

Of course, he didn't care about these points that he could ignore now.As much as he didn't want to admit it, he found himself caring a little bit about his relationship with Mary besides the Dark Arts, the Chamber of Secrets, and the Heirs of Slytherin, oh, that's only a little bit of course.

Therefore, he often has to discuss this matter in his heart.

He wanted to solve it, but it was more difficult to understand than ancient runes, and more difficult to practice than advanced magic.

How to describe it?

Well, their relationship is definitely not "good", after meeting in the Room of Requirement, he couldn't even apologize to her hypocritically, and of course she walked away.

The first thing he wants to deny is that those strange thoughts are really not his self-resolved actions of her in the school hospital.

"She" appeared so naturally, and after the door closed, he drove "her" out of his mind. He was already fake enough, and other fakes didn't interest him.

But their relationship can't be said to be "very bad", can it?If months of no dialogue counted as bad, he had a bad relationship with a lot of people in the school.

As long as you don't observe her, the relationship between them will maintain at a certain stage, neither good nor bad, isn't it?

So, he figured it out—it's good to keep it like this, after all, he has greater things to do, and there are so many, what is Mary?

really not bad.

"I've taken a few classes on the protection of magical creatures before, and it turns out they eat meat!"

While thinking, Mary appeared on his way back.

She and the Gryffindor, who was only in the third grade but had jumped two meters, were standing next to the homecoming horse, chatting with the iron pass.

There was obviously nothing in front of the carriage, but when she was talking with another person, she stretched out her hand to caress the air in front of the carriage from time to time.

"Hagrid, if you like to study this area more than other students, you can definitely work hard on this area and become a magizoologist!" The bucket in her hand was already empty, and she was controlling the strength of her wrist to shake it casually, "Senior Scamander of our college has just published a book!"

——Is it really so proud to know some animals that pull the carriage and can't see it?

Please, Mary.This big man is not as pure and kind as you think. He knows many of his secrets--this is all from his well-informed secret organization, which is much more than the professors know.

He still dares to raise eight-eyed spiders in school, and his bloodline is also worthy of scrutiny, after all, normal people will not be the same as taking growth hormones.

"Riddle, good afternoon! Oh, it's already evening!" This man, who didn't know that someone was slandering him, greeted Riddle warmly when he passed by.

His voice was so loud that the entire contingent of returning students could hear him.

Riddle was definitely no exception, but he ignored him. For Hagrid, if they didn't speak for a few months, their relationship was "poor".

The Slytherins looked at Hagrid, then at Riddle, who was not looking sideways, and all snickered.

"He looks in a bad mood, doesn't he?" Hagrid scratched his cheek with his hand, and smiled nonchalantly.

"Uh, maybe he's just like that?" Of course Mary knew what kind of temper he was. "You know, you can't judge a person by his appearance. Who can know what a man who looks like a good man is thinking in his heart?"

As soon as she finished speaking, that classmate Riddle's ears suddenly recovered, and he glanced at her place.

"Look, he stared at me." Mary shrugged.

"Mary, anyone will be angry when they hear someone say bad things about them." Hagrid waved at Riddle with an optimistic and cheerful look, "Although he is a Slytherin, I assure you, Gran Most of the people in Findo like him."

Mary pursed her lips sullenly, thinking that Hagrid would ignore people with his loud voice, and it was really unreasonable for her to say a small bad word about him, and he would catch him losing his temper.

Besides, she hasn't had a good time these past few months.

She really made up her mind to completely break with Ignatius. The more she thought about it, the more she became sober. She was so eager for "love", and it was easy to accept the other party when she was confessed, so that she failed repeatedly on the road of love. .

After thinking about it carefully, although it doesn't matter whether she knows magic or not in her eyes, the secrets alone will always form the seeds of estrangement.Not everyone can accept the other half's talent, but they seem to be "better than others".

For Xio, it might be a fork in her ignorant period.

As for Ignatius, he himself is excellent. In the education of ancient pure-blood families, there are very few ideas that Muggle-born people should be treated equally.

Alas, thinking about it this way, he is a wonderful person again.It's just that she didn't dare to be the reason for his deviant behavior. Her original wish was to form a family - if it was based on destroying a family, this was something she would not tolerate.

Then, just classify him as a regret in girlhood, and stop thinking about him.

Mary typed it out in her head, and then scanned them all into a small box called "19-Year-Old Memories".

Because today, she is 20 years old.

Is it too late to make a wish for someone who is not disturbed by family factors, is a wizard, and loves her?

However, since she was nine years old, she drew a birthday cake on the ground with a branch that she learned from the window of a bakery shop, and made a wish that someone would pick her up but failed, and she has never celebrated a birthday.

Her wish would never come true, and there was never a gift.

Of course, this birthday is only the date when she was taken in by the orphanage, not the real time of birth.She thought that when she came home during the summer vacation, she must ask her father well.

She glanced at the time on the clock tower of Hogwarts, and said goodbye to Hagrid, thinking that she would eat her meal quickly, and she would be on night shift on the first day of her 20th birthday.

In fact, observing Hogwarts Castle at night has become a pleasure for her. Dumbledore once told him that even he could not know all the secrets of Hogwarts.

Instead of calling it a night patrol, call it a fun adventure!

Also, it's fun when you catch students.

"It's nine o'clock, and dating is not allowed in the corridor." Mary was wearing a large pea green robe, and she was swaying an oil lamp on the faces of the two of them.

"We don't, ma'am!"

The first-year girl with long black hair expressed dissatisfaction, and turned her head to reprimand the boy who was a little taller than her, "It's all your fault, Elcott, it's okay now, we should be deducted points!"

"You're the one who came out with me, Minerva!" The boy named Elcott gasped, as if he had been wronged a lot.

"I'm afraid that you will run around and get caught and deducted points! You know the curfew time!"

"If you didn't follow me, you wouldn't lose points, Minerva, do you know the priority? I'm going to find that monster that petrifies others. I dare say, someone raises a chicken-tailed monster in school. When I catch him, I will give the academy extra points!"

"I will follow you just because you love such whimsical ideas. You know that keeping a chicken-tailed snake tail will be fired. Who is willing to take such a big risk to do such a thing, and the person who left the letter said it was from the secret room. Heir, please, can't you start with the word Chamber of Secrets?"

"It was obviously a joke, Slytherin really left the Chamber of Secrets that should have been found—"

"Stop, stop—children, don't you see that I'm still here?" Mary hurriedly pulled the two children who were about to set up their wands to duel, "No matter what you are discussing, it is not now."

"Oh, Mary." Elcott rolled his eyelids in annoyance. "I thought you were a young man, you should turn a blind eye to this kind of thing, shouldn't you? Don't be so boring."

What should I do if the mood that I didn't want to deduct points is now eager to try?

"I'm just afraid that if something happens to you, you will go to the school hospital to see me for treatment, first graders." Mary said with a smirk.She thought that the child who could talk to her like this before had already been beaten to the bed by her.

Yes, that's right, she was talking about the man named Tom Riddle.

Suddenly, a series of crashes sounded around them, rattling.

"It must be the cockatiel, I'm going to catch it!" Elcott jumped to his feet, drawing his wand and pointing it all over the pipe that was making the noise.

"Crazy! Take him back to your lounge, move quickly, Minerva! Keep an eye on him like you're protecting your college points and don't let him mess around!"

Mary had never heard such a strange sound before, and it seemed that some huge thing was frenzied, and it was about to rush out of the room.

With a wave of her wand, she blessed the three of them with an armor shield.

She pushed the two of them to run, she thought about first escorting the two students back to the lounge, and then notifying——

Running to the corner of the third floor, she was suddenly pulled to the other side by a force and covered her mouth.

She watched the two children run up to the fourth floor without looking back, struggling hard, the oil lamp in their hands fell to the ground, and the sparks inside lingered on the stone slab.

Tom!

He was so close to her that his breath warmed her face.

"Uh-Tom, uh, it's dangerous!" She pushed his hands away with all her strength, and the panic in her eyes didn't know who it was for.

And he found a kind of otherworldly happiness in this panic. He even briefly thought about whether he needed this when she pushed his hand away, but he immediately denied it, because He's terrorized a lot of people, and the look in their eyes just bores him.

Perhaps, this was Mary's candy-like attraction to him, and he even decided to get closer to her, until she was pressed against the wall by him and could hardly breathe, only moaning softly.

"Be quiet, be quiet, Mary."

He simply coaxed her, and put himself in the position of a high-ranking benefactor again, thinking that even if she hadn't come for months to simply maintain their relationship as they had done in childhood, he hadn't let the basilisk attack Mary, he forgave After her, the superior also has a benevolent side, doesn't he?

He also needs to get something in return. The dressing gown under her loose robe was also stained with night color, and the cloth was slightly hot when rubbed against it. Thoughts put into plain language—thankfully it's not summer yet.

"Hogwarts nights are too dangerous."

The author has something to say: McGonagall's time is private.

Don't ask, it's just holding back the big move. It can be guaranteed that the first 40 chapters will probably talk about sweet love and career, hahaha.It won't be long before I can fall in love, so I won't spoil the details.

The 16-year-old kid was really anxious to death, let Riddle feel aggrieved for a while hahaha.

Hold on, Riddle!

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