[HP] Tom next door to Mary

"Who are you?!"

A firm childish/female voice came from behind Riddle.

His reaction was fast, and his displeasure didn't even leave a trace on his face. When he turned around to face the girl, he had already raised a gentle smile, bringing warmth in the late spring that hadn't fully warmed up yet.

"Riddle?!"

The girl named Minerva was taken aback, quickly put away the wand that was pointing at Riddle, and repeatedly used several titles such as "sir" and "prefect" to apologize to him.

The sharp-eyed she just found out that Mary was missing, and the brave little lion's first reaction was that she was entangled by the monster, and planned to fight alongside her.

The first-year Gryffindor's expression was so easy to guess, Riddle didn't lift his eyelids, and said quietly: "Gryffindor who wanders at night, deduct five points."

And glanced at Elcott who was about to escape silently, and added: "Everyone."

Now that the two reckless little lions were really locked up in the dormitory, Mary lowered her head and picked up the oil lamp, and the flickering flames illuminated Riddle's face more clearly.

"Isn't Graplan coming to watch the night today? Merlin, you won't—"

Her fire was just coming out—

"She's not feeling well."

Riddle reached out and pushed the oil lamp aside, frowning slightly to express that the light made his eyes uncomfortable.

"...Then, did you also come here when you heard that strange voice?"

Mary swallowed the rest of the words, and subconsciously took the lamp away according to his intention, and seeing that he didn't answer, she struggled with thoughts in her mind, and even almost recalled the strange habit of Riddle when he was a child. At that time, she decided to reconcile with him.

After all, he—he wanted to save her, right?

"I feel like there's something trying to attack us, in the wall... not like in the wall, I can't tell - but it's scary, Hogwarts has so many secrets, I'm going to talk to Professor Dippet tomorrow Respond well and ask what is going on, alas——let's go quickly, and I'll take you to the common room."

Riddle blinked his eyes several times quickly, which may have represented his disbelief at Mary suddenly telling him such a long list, but he immediately understood, and complacently, she bowed her head to him first.

"That's probably not a 'thing,' I guess, it's some kind of black magic." He immediately confused the Basilisk's existence again, "a very evil and ancient kind of black magic."

"How do you know?" Mary walked side by side with him, the lights swaying on their faces with their steps.

"I've read a lot of books in the library, Mary." He poked his forehead lightly with his finger, indicating that all the knowledge was in it, and he looked like a serious and studious student.

"Pretend I didn't ask." Mary was a little hard to accept his very deliberate attitude towards her, but after thinking about it, she didn't need to watch him get sick all the time, so it was fine to just communicate like this.

"Mysterious black magic, the superficial knowledge we are learning in class is not enough." Riddle continued, "It's strange to say that it's been so long since we haven't found out what this black magic is. , what will those Muggle-born students do - besides, under such circumstances, you still come to the night watch, should I say that you really deserve to be a Hufflepuff? Brave."

"Okay, shut up if you're going to be smug and don't get down to business—keep talking about black magic."

Riddle looked away disdainfully, and felt that Mary was very annoying. He subconsciously walked fast. When he reached the first floor, the stairs suddenly turned. He stepped over first, hesitating whether he should raise his hand When she was picked up, Mary had jumped beside her.

He raised his palm by a millimeter and unnaturally clenched it into a fist and released it, and then continued to say to her: "I guess, there are still people in this world who are very skilled in this kind of black magic."

"Who?"

"Gellert Grindelwald."

When Mary heard the name, she couldn't help being furious, but there was also doubt in her tone: "But this villain has never been to Hogwarts! And he should not be in England now, no matter how powerful a wizard is, it is impossible Remotely cast a spell—you mean—there are his disciples in the school?!”

"Very clever, Mary."

Although he scolded her for being stupid first, in fact, what he thought in his heart was undoubtedly that she was even more stupid. He didn't need to explain a lot to justify his reasoning. She directly helped him figure out the cause and effect.

"So the descendant of Slytherin is just a slapstick!" Mary continued following his guidance, completely believing Riddle's nonsense, "When did you find out, didn't you tell Professor Slughorn? ?”

"It's hard to convince teachers that something is wrong with their own students, especially at Hogwarts." He continued to coax her words, which really made people feel that his love for this school is not fake, "I It took a long time to investigate before we got some clues, this person hid very well and did not leave any evidence."

"Today he saw that there were too many of us, so he ran away! Damn, everyone is starting to relax now, but this kind of thing almost happened again!" Mary said bitterly.At this point they had turned down several winding stairs to the entrance of the lounge.

It was a smooth, damp stone wall, and Mary had never been in their common room, but secretly thought it might be just as damp inside.

She sighed, patted Riddle on the shoulder and said, "You go back first, I will talk to Professor Dippet about it."

He lowered his eyelids, glanced at her hand, and flicked it down, "I don't think it's a smart way, Mary, Professor Dippet is hundreds of years old, and he will retire soon. It will only continue to strengthen management, but will not be able to catch the person hiding in the shadows."

He paused, then continued: "I think you can try to discuss this with Professor Dumbledore, but..."

"Ok?"

"However, it doesn't make much sense." He stretched out his hand and slowly wrapped Mary's hair, which he had messed up just now, behind her ear, and stroked her hair with his fingertips rhythmically, "As this century...well, amazing One of the sorcerers in the world, many people have asked him to come forward, but he has been avoiding this matter, there are rumors that he is afraid of him, and some people say..."

"What?" Mary frowned, and immediately raised her hand to grab his arm, and Riddle also stretched out her hand back with an innocent face.

"Tom, why are you pulling out my hair." She caught a glimpse of some hairs in his fingers, the golden color was reddened by the torches in front of the lounge door.

He explained again that he was just being careless, but Mary didn't believe it—after all, she could feel it from the time he gently stroked her hair, and she could feel the chills all over her body. Li Li, his purpose is too strong, and no matter how he hides it, he can't conceal his inexplicable sense of aggression, but Mary can't guess what little calculations he has in mind.

Her skeptical expression was too obvious, and Riddle knew he wanted to get things right. Although he didn't mean to have a good time with her, he just needed... er, a little bit better.

He didn't have any bloody feud with Mary, did he?After all, he has already forgiven her, so she doesn't need to be eliminated by him for the time being, they still have a long time to get along, why bother to plant trouble in her heart?

He gave himself plenty of excuses in his heart, "Sorry, I didn't tell the truth."

Mary had a serious expression on her face, and waited for his further explanation.

"I made some Polyjuice Potion, Mary." He pretended to be mysterious, and wanted to touch her hair again, but Mary became even more unhappy after hearing this, and immediately slapped his hand away.

Seeing that he hadn't succeeded, Riddle just shrugged his shoulders, expressing that he had no malice.

"I need the status of a teaching staff, and you are the right one. We can discuss it completely. You can provide some of your needs, and we can meet each other..." His words are very nice, and of course Mary will not be rejected. His casual rhetoric coaxed everyone around, and she had to ask him why.

She was just hopelessly stubborn, Riddle thought disdainfully.

"Isn't the reason obvious? Naturally—"

Riddle's ability to "confuse people easily" was somewhat ineffective in front of Mary, but the firmness he suddenly found in her serious green eyes gave him a little more patience, but his lying tongue hadn't produced a complete sentence yet. Then, a stone door hidden in the stone wall behind them opened slowly, and a girl with short hair and a very prominent chin came out.

"Riddle?" Her eyes drifted behind him, watching Mary pat her chest with the oil lamp in one hand and the other.

"Oh, Graplan, are you feeling better?" he asked politely.

"Thank you, Riddle, I'm completely healed—Miss Mary is here too, did something happen to you?" She looked like a more serious and meticulous girl than Mary.

"It's nothing, then you can continue the night watch. If you feel uncomfortable, you can tell Mary, after all, she is the head nurse now." Riddle smiled, flicking the bangs on his forehead, but Mary glared at him With a glance, after all, she still remembered that he had despised her medical level vigorously back then.

But just when she turned her head and wanted to tell Graplan that she would do all the night watch tonight, Riddle suddenly snapped a few strands of Mary's hair and made her cover her head in pain.

"Tom Riddle!"

Mary's exasperated voice startled the rigid Graplan, but Mary couldn't care less about her image, and took advantage of the moment Riddle ran sideways into the lounge, she threw the oil lamp in her hand into it!

The poor oil lamp was hit by the ground again, and the iron sheet hit the stone with a clang.

"No matter what the reason is, I advise you to cancel this idea for me!"

She roared, full of the aura of fighting Riddle in the orphanage.

But Riddle didn't take it seriously at all, and finally showed that kind of cheerful smile that belonged to him alone. No, this kind of fake smile with a little innocence is not suitable for him, just like two split personalities reflected on the same face tearing.

This is terrifying.

"Just wait and see, Mary."

It feels like this sucks!Merlin, I have to ask for clarification immediately!

The author has something to say: roll into the new plot!

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