[HP] Tom next door to Mary

"Selwyn?"

Mary frowned, expressing her indignation at the unexpected visitor's words and actions.She said in a trembling voice: "Is this the politeness of pure blood? Apologize! Immediately!"

She went to check on Riddle again, he was avoiding looking at her, blinking his eyes for a moment, he wanted to get rid of her, but he couldn't.

He was now eager to be in touch with her, perhaps even more so.

He began to understand why Slughorn had said "this potion is the most dangerous potion in this classroom", it was scarier than any poison, it could burn the soul!

He didn't know where the light slipped in, and all of them hit Mary, coating her whole body with a gentle pink light.He'd like to hug her, give her a compliment, or take her to a game of Quidditch, he knew what she liked, and he could do the same - even if he gave her a few more hats!

His thoughts were flying wildly, and his body trembled slightly with excitement.He rarely admitted it, and he was afraid.

He has to think of something else.

— Slughorn also said that love cannot be manufactured or imitated.Riddle understands this best - his ridiculous mother testifies to this, wasting his wizard status for nothing.

It is impossible for love potions to produce love, and what he has for Mary at this moment is that strong obsession.

That's right, it's an illusion!

Riddle was convinced.Because of the love potion—his stain, his bane, the cause of all insults.

He became even more manic, his chest heaved and heaved, and he clasped Mary's arm tightly with one hand, transmitting his trembling to her.

"Poor thing, you must be suffering right now? Let go, Riddle." Salwyn challenged: "To be honest, it's really interesting to see you bastards in heat, look at you like this, You're in love with this Mudblood, now are you ready to fuck/love?"

With a wave of his hand, he cast a sound-proof spell, and cursed again: "It's so fucking disgusting! Why is it always you, Riddle?"

Selwyn hated Riddle, a bastard, in Slytherin!Suddenly it has been favored by many people, why? !Just because of his special contribution award?

"Professor Slughorn thinks highly of you, doesn't he? Do you want to use his connections to climb the ladder?" Selwyn pointed his wand at him, and said loudly, "You think everyone at school likes you?" You, can you really go to the upper floor? You will always be a mixed race, a bastard, this is the bitch engraved in your blood—"

Before he could finish speaking, he was hit by a dazzling red light and flew a few meters away!

This was not done by Riddle, but by Mary.She stretched her arms towards him. This might be the only time she attacked a student. She didn't even think about the consequences of this spell. Unlike these pure-blood children with backgrounds, she was only a few months at most for him. The confinement, for her, it's hard to say.But it's nothing more than the consequences of standing up for Mirabella.

It doesn't matter, she can live anywhere, which is her best advantage in 20 years.

"You hit me! You dare to hit me! Mudblood!" Selwyn is not afraid of Mary at all, in his eyes, he is just a back door, Hogwarts is getting worse and worse, the current headmaster is an old fool, everything Everyone charges...

"Selwyn, I have to teach you a lesson. Your words and deeds have touched my bottom line." Mary still had a bit of an air of an elder reprimanding a younger generation, "Now, tell me, should we go to Professor Slughorn or Professor Armando?"

Before Selwyn could answer, he was hit by another red spark, and he screamed out with unforeseen pain.

The spell was not cast by Mary, but by Tom Riddle behind her.

He seemed to have regained his usual composure, but his face was still pale. He stepped forward to hold Mary's shoulders, and pushed her away, with a deadpan face and a low tone: "Crucio."

Mary had never experienced such pain, but she knew from Selwyn's twitching body and shrill cries that it was far from human.

"Cruciate, Cruciatus!" he yelled like an old machine that had to be restarted. "Cruciate!"

Selwyn should be very regretful that he cast a sound-proof spell on the school hospital, and his miserable voice couldn't reach the outside half at all.He wanted to run away, but he was in so much pain that he couldn't move, the pain of cutting flesh and blood drifted back and forth across his body.

"R, Riddle..." He stammered, "Please, please—"

"Jealousy leads to resentment." Riddle muttered to himself, "I'm curious, just because of how you became the president of the student union? Is it because of your age?"

"You treat me like this, you will be..."

"Ah, I remember, you said that you are very talented, magic without a wand..." He interrupted him, sighed exaggeratedly, but his tone was as cold as metal.

Selwyn finally grasped his wand at this moment, and he waited for an opportunity to resist, but to Riddle, it was a small spell as insignificant as the blink of an eye.

He pushed the light away gently, effortlessly, and dismissively.So, he shook his wand and pulled Selwyn's wand out of his hand, "Try calling him to come here with the Flying Charm."

Facing Selwyn's panicked eyes, he raised his wand to aim at him again, "Crucio—"

Riddle's spell shot out from between the wand, and just as it was about to hit Selwyn, it hit a transparent barrier and was shattered.

"Mary!!!"

He knows who did it.He roared her name angrily, more frantically and frighteningly than usual.His eyes seemed to be rubbed into a scarlet light, and instead of looking at her, he shouted to Selwyn in an even harsher voice: "Crucio! Cruciate! Cruciate!!!"

Every time, it was blocked by her spell.

He looked at her sinisterly, the pink filter affecting him, but he really didn't have the same strong and crazy thoughts before-thanks to the bottle of Felicia that Slughorn rewarded him, he was attracted by this. The bottle of love potion that plotted against him made his whole body dry and hot, and his head was not clear. The only thing that can save him now is this bottle of potion.

He drank it when Mary went to attack Selwyn, and he drank a bit too much. The irritability effect caused by overdose mixed with the chaotic effect of the love potion gave him more headaches, but he was full of energy .

He firmly believed now that even if he killed Selwyn directly, nothing would go wrong.

But why, Mary is always a variable?Why is she protecting him?Figure it out!He is protecting her!

Otherwise, should they be laughed at by Sylwyn here? !

idiot!idiot!Stupid Mary!

It was because he tolerated her too much that he made her go so far!

Riddle wanted to kill Selwyn first, and make him pay for insulting himself-he is a descendant of Slytherin!What is he?

"Avada Kedavra--"

A green light shot out.

Selwyn sobbed in despair. Only then did he realize what a terrifying person he had offended, and what kind of demon was hidden under the polite mask.

The spell bounced off, shattering a row of potions.

Very well, it's Mary again.Let him hover on the edge of danger, never really enter death.

Damn it!Damn it!Damn it!

"Mary, have you forgotten what he said!" He roared at her, "Quickly imprison me!"

madness!He only cared about protecting others, and fell under his spell himself!

"Tom!" Mary couldn't move. "Do you think I'm helping him? You idiot!"

She still has the face to scold him?

"The Unforgivable Curse! Tom! Do you still need to learn this in sixth grade?" Mary spoke quickly, fearing that Riddle would continue to do something to Selwyn, "Any spell that is used on people will be imprisoned in Az Caban's! Especially—Killing Curse, are you really going to do it, Tom, you can't ruin your life! Are you really going to kill? Enough is enough! Too much! We can give him to the school Deal with it! Stop it!"

Riddle seemed to have heard something funny. This was the first time he laughed since the incident happened, but it was weird.

"Good teaching, Mary." Riddle smirked: "You know what? I have always been keen to listen to your nonsense. You are right, I really shouldn't kill people in school anymore."

"What do you mean--"

"Everything is forgotten."

Riddle didn't explain any more, and used the Oblivion Curse on her, watching her close her eyes with an indifferent expression.

His heart was touched, but he knew that all of this was the reason for the fascination potion to dissipate.

all fake.

He turned his head, looked at Selwyn who was trying to escape, and easily rolled him back.

He stepped on his shoulder, wand pointed at a sharp knife in his hand, and he was the most terrifying executioner in the world.

"Now, let's talk about the grievances between you and me."

And Mary, whose memory was erased again and fell into a deep sleep, had no idea what happened between them anyway.

Perhaps, even Selwyn himself would not remember.

She woke up in the evening.

She almost thought that her memory was messed up, but she looked at the calendar, and it was indeed September.

But she only remembered that she was cheated badly by the Kramers, and Riddle rescued her, and they kissed——

Oh my god, what the hell happened before school started? !

Moreover, she was passive and sabotage again!

Also, the most important thing at the moment is... There is some pain in her lower part... It seems to be...

No way, she doesn't even know herself - did she sleep with someone? !

Of course she didn't care that she disappeared so inexplicably the first time, what she cared about was that she didn't know who that person was in a daze!

Help, she just remembered her growing interest in Riddle!

Couldn't it be that the heartbroken fell asleep and she just gave up and erased her memory?

Smelly man!

"Mary."

However, Tom, the culprit, the stinky man in Mary's mouth, who can do anything, Riddle appeared from the gate of the school hospital in good time, and he calculated the time. At this time, Mary should wake up. He finished the whole thing, and The effect of the Elixir of Felicity hadn't run out, so he could go to her openly.

What he didn't expect was that because he was too angry, and under the catalysis of the two most powerful potions, he used the Amnestic Curse too much, and all Mary's memories of their summer vacation disappeared.

He watched Mary tugging at his cuff, anxiously explaining to him what she was thinking.

She also didn't understand why she trusted Riddle so much and said everything.

"I can't remember at all, Tom. Do you remember what happened after that?" Mary gritted her teeth and said, "I feel like I was cheated by a man, and he absolutely used me to forget everything! And it's very strong." The one that is irreversible - I have tried many methods and failed to crack it! I am so angry!"

"I dare not tell others, only you can help me." She hesitated to speak, hesitating, "What should I do... I think the memory I lost is very important and I am very happy That one, like...the one that dementors like the most, the one that you can cast the Patronus Charm on if you think of it."

Riddle pursed his lips, feeling a little happy for the first time.

"Don't laugh at me, I think I should be in a relationship, and then we... oh, but he betrayed me." Mary said, unknowingly a little sad, even if she didn't know who that person was , but this person may have erased her memory, which may mean that he is going away from her.

Why can't he love her for a long time?Did she stalk him?Is she not even qualified to recall?

If Riddle could be half normal at this moment, then he would definitely say so.

"That's probably because he loves you."

"Is he going to erase my memory if he loves me?"

"Because your ideas are different, he has his own ideas, and he didn't think about how to change you, so he chose to escape."

But he is an unreasonable madman.

"I'm the one who has sex/love with you, and you like me." He gently lifted her hand away, showing an arrogant and disgusting expression.

Mary froze, and then she blushed again.

She was ashamed to express, how would Tom know—

"The evidence is that you now have a snake mark on the top of your tailbone, I made it."

With the blessing of the elixir, there is no lower limit.

"Then I think you're bored, really bored—demonstration, Mary, you've always been doing this, it's not a good memory, and it's a good thing I made you forget," he said sarcastically. : "Why are you staring at me? Why, because I slept with you, are you going to let me marry you?"

He admits he's excited.

It's good to hate him, love is fake.

"...No," Mary took a deep breath, she couldn't help crying, looking at this boy she had a crush on, she still remembered him going to save her, that eternal kiss on the beach, and now, and now The vicious man merged into one, "No need."

She walked out of the school hospital in a daze, she was so sick of him, she didn't want to see him again.

Looking at her frustrated figure, Riddle didn't feel much pleasure, but this feeling was intensified by the effect of the Felicity Elixir.

Did he have to go talk to her again?

Riddle's black hair shifted slightly with the tilt of his head.

Under the effect of the drug, his intuition told him that he should go forward now.

But he didn't move because another voice told him that he shouldn't be like this.It told him that it was all an illusion, that it would make him look stupid if he went to her.

He is Voldemort.

Two thoughts collided in his mind, and this kind of hesitation made him very uncomfortable.

Like being forced to admit something.

Is it the so-called love?Riddle looked contemptuous.

This word is annoying and makes people want to escape.

It is said that love will produce incredible energy, it can be turned into water, transformed into wind, and make trees grow and flowers bloom on cliffs.

But, you know, once the word love is covered with other impurities, even a little, it will become another.

Even if it's just a little bit.

It also distorts.

It's beautifully pure, yet powerful enough to be terrifying.

He doesn't understand.

Forget it, it’s okay to hate him.

The author has something to say: Personally, I don’t think this is abusive, does it?I hope there will be more chapters next week_(:з)∠)_

Riddle's mental journey: Possessiveness--discovering something wrong--starting brainstorming with love potion--lifting his pants and denying--completed with death.

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