[HP] Tom next door to Mary

She raised her eyebrows, thinking that this book can really communicate with people, not to mention that it still contains a piece of Riddle's soul, so it's lucky that Ginny didn't open it. With his deceiving skills, maybe Ginny will do it. What.

Without saying a word, she swung a strange arc with her wand,

"Burning fire."

Burn it quickly.With this in mind, she looked down at the black diary burning in flames.

But the magic didn't hurt him at all. The paper in the diary shook back and forth in the fire, and the words transformed by the ink began to rearrange and combine again.

"Why did you do that, Mary?"

Mary waved her hand back: "Clear springs are like water!"

The tip of the wand now spouted water again, extinguishing the fire on the desk, although the fire did not cause any damage to her new abode.

Seeing that the ink on the page was diluted with water again, she only spelled out "Why", and this single word made of only three letters kept dropping the ink and extending out of the paper.

"It doesn't seem to work very much." She muttered to herself, completely ignoring what the Horcrux said, and took out a pair of scissors from the desk drawer, and stabbed directly at the diary!

"enough!"

The words in the diary changed again. At the same time, the sharp blades of the scissors were about to hit the cover, and a sudden force bounced it away. The scissors were thrown under the table and almost stabbed Mary's leg.

"Who the hell are you?" The only single shot was scattered again, showing new words.And in the next second, the diary turned automatically without wind, but the paper industry had absorbed water again, turned over several times sickly, and emitted a dazzling light!

Mary raised her wand defensively, but her body suddenly leaned forward, and her feet left the ground—she was being sucked into the diary!

She turned around and was about to run, the harder she exerted, the greater the opposite force, it was as if she had become another substance, stretched continuously until she was completely dragged into the gap in the paper!

Mary was like Alice down the rabbit hole, down through a black hole of fragmented memory fragments, until she hit a stone floor that was soft as cotton, and the pain didn't hit a nerve.

She felt dizzy for a while, and stood up with one hand supporting the ground, and the blurry scene around her suddenly became clearly visible.

Although she didn't light the torch, she also realized where she was - isn't this, isn't this the underground classroom of Hogwarts?How could I be brought here by the diary?

"Mary."

When this voice sounded, Mary suddenly shuddered.Because the sound was physical, she felt bad because Riddle was right there with her.

"Why are you here?" He asked again, but the underground classroom was too dark, and she could only determine his location ambiguously.

Fortunately, he saw her needs, and stretched out his hand to open the door of the basement classroom wider, allowing the gloomy light in the corridor to come in.

Gradually, she saw that the twilight shone on his knuckle palms and extended inwards. It was the black robe required by Hogwarts. When she looked up, his handsome face, tall nose bridge, and The hostility in the dark pupils.

He was angry, but not ready to attack.

This is 16-year-old Tom Riddle.

"Thanks to you." Mary choked. She didn't expect that the Horcrux would retain the appearance of the Horcrux when it was made. Human life, I can't help but feel another layer of disgust in my heart.

"Are you really Mary?" Riddle didn't quite believe it, and frowned slightly, "After all, it's been 50 years, and you can't be...so young."

"You can also calculate how long you have existed, which is very powerful." When she was a living dead, she didn't know how long she had been asleep.

Riddle tilted his head slightly. He may have shown a little patience for the first person to talk to him in 50 years, directly ignoring the yin and yang in Mary's words, and said: "That's natural, waiting for the first person to talk to him." Before the wise man talks to me, I have a lot of time to count the time, for example, it has been 6 minutes since you got here."

"In other words, you're bored enough to start counting sheep, aren't you, Tom? Where is this?" Mary laughed at him, not wanting to hear him play time-telling.

Riddle scowled, and Mary knew it was a sign that he was about to go mad, well, her version.

"My memory." Riddle raised his eyebrows, softening his sternness.

Is it a memory...

"Well, I guess I shouldn't be here. You should send me back, right?" Mary blinked, thinking that she would not take out her wand first, or she would 100% anger him—she originally thought that as long as she burned this Diary, this Horcrux no longer exists.

"You ask a lot." Riddle's palm no longer supported the crack of the door, and the only light was even weaker, making his expression even more gloomy, "But you didn't answer any of my questions, please tell me the truth now, are you who?"

"You've been calling my name, aren't you sure?" Mary clenched her wand and turned her hand away.

It was another question, and Riddle didn't bother to talk to her politely, so he took a step closer. At this moment, a female voice sounded, and Mary knew that there was a third person in this classroom!

"What are you going to do now? Is Hagrid coming here?"

But this voice is her own!

Only then did she notice that there was a "she" standing beside the door of the underground classroom!It's just that she was the one who worked at Hogwarts back then!Back then, she was "talking to herself" facing the position where Riddle should have been standing.

Mary remembered that while this was Riddle's memory, it was also her memory—wasn't this when Riddle brought her to report Hagrid?

Thinking of this, she became angry again. Riddle lied a lot, but he pretended to be pitiful, which made her really believe his nonsense.

Suddenly, she was pulled to the crack of the door by him, he squeezed the crack of the door open with his body, and let the light in again.

He held her face in both hands, carefully observed her outline, and even glanced at her from many years ago for comparison, and said to himself: "It seems to have matured a bit."

This is the first time they have shortened their distance after 50 years. It is not the kind of incompatible occasion she imagined, but it is a bit strange, but Mary thought, before Riddle exposed the most insidious vision in his heart, they had Many fond memories.

This woke her up all of a sudden.

What if the memories between souls are interoperable?What if this horcrux knew what happened next, and he just pretended to be like this?Is Tom Riddle doing such a thing rare?

"Let go, Tom." Mary's face was gently squeezed by Riddle's palm, and her mouth pouted, "Don't you understand? I know what you think. Now, I completely understand what kind of person you are Now, your ideals, your everything, you don't have to pretend like this."

"Oh?" Riddle said softly, he was testing where her understanding was, but the obvious excitement was scattered on her face through his breath, and he was very excited about his future. Interested, "Mary, I see. It seems that you and the future me are getting along very well, so that's great, isn't it? I think we should be close friends who know each other very well, but unfortunately I am only a memory I know what happened before the end of my sixth grade summer vacation. In other words, I was very lucky. The first person who opened my notes and talked to me was you. I am very honored to hear you tell me about it. Next, I will story that happened."

This is very much in line with Riddle's rhetoric when he confuses others. After hearing this, Mary almost wanted to vomit on the spot.This prompted her to push Riddle forward with both hands, trying to distance himself from him.

Taking his time, Riddle freed a hand to hold her wand hand and said, "I thought we'd become closer."

"No!" Mary opened her mouth to deny, "intimacy" made her emotionally collapse.

"That's a pity," Riddle's eyes flickered after being denied, and he changed into an indifferent attitude, "You liked me a lot during that summer vacation."

"Ah, ha." When Mary heard him talk about that summer vacation, she became even more annoyed, with a strange tone, "Well, Mr. Riddle, you really don't know what good you have done, don't talk to me, it turns out Mary long ago ceased to exist!"

"So you're not Mary?" Riddle would be wrong. As the first Horcrux to be created, because of the mutual separation of souls, he didn't understand anything that happened after that. Yes, the woman in front of him compared with him. Knowing that Mary is more mature - the face can be forged by magic, but how should I put it, he compares Mary to a prey that has been planned for a long time and is about to be eaten. The taste of her soul will never change...

Thinking of this, he suddenly began to change his attitude again, pressing her whole body directly against the wall, lifting her skirt shamelessly before she could react in time, and observed the mark on her coccyx.

Damn, this is Mary.

"Mary, tell me, what keeps you like this." He let go of her who was still yelling, "50 years later, you still can't beat me, of course, anyone—"

When Mary was free, she pointed her wand at him and cast a spell.But the spell didn't cause any damage to Riddle, it floated around his body lightly, and disappeared again.

As if being sucked in by him.Riddle hooked his lips, which was also one of his purposes - to absorb magic power.As long as he absorbs enough mana, he can possess a physical body.

"Damn, don't touch me, Tom! Are you really a fuck!" Mary spoke without hesitation, combining a variety of insulting words in one sentence, "Isn't it because of you that I became like this? You still Are you going to pretend to be confused with me?"

"You mean, I did this?" Riddle couldn't help laughing, secretly boasting that he was worthy of being a genius, "That is to say, the future me...successful?"

"Funny, Tom Riddle, you're nothing," she straightened her messy clothes, "I can't forgive myself for not killing you before."

"Mary, you can't say that. Having eternal life is my gift to you. I believe that I must have taken a fancy to you to do this to you." The young Tom Riddle was completely immersed in the joy of eternal life He was hit, which made his good-looking facial features viciously distorted. He wished he could have a physical body right away, integrate his future soul into himself, and never die.

Of course he could see that it was not Mary's will, but he also thought that Mary was still so ignorant that she didn't understand his pursuit at all. If it was someone else, it would be too late to be grateful to Dade!

Of course he was glad she was angry.

Because Mary is enraged, he can get another part of the magic power.Not much, but enough for him to take on a part of the world 50 years from now.

Mary felt that the other party seemed to be casting a magic similar to apparition-where could he go?He is just a part of memory!

"Don't go!" Mary grabbed his arm instantly, causing Riddle's figure, who originally wanted to keep Mary to stay, to stop and move with her directly.

In a whirl, the surroundings finally became no light at all.

After hearing a bang, Mary finally felt that she was falling again, and saw that she fell on the bed in her own room, and Riddle, who was next to her, should have fallen a second earlier than she had just fallen.

"You got here three seconds later than I did." Well correct, it was three seconds, but he's picked up a new bad habit.

She was about to speak, or hit someone, when Riddle saw through her thoughts, but he decided to grab her wand first.

To die, her son, who hadn't learned how to knock, opened the door again.

"Mom, I've been knocking on the door asking if you're hungry, but you haven't answered. I'm a little worried—" Chris' voice stopped abruptly, and he froze.

This can be described as a large-scale social death scene. The two opposite sexes on the messy bed looked at him in blank dismay, and why was that boy still wearing a Hogwarts uniform?

Moreover, this person looks like himself...

"Mom?" Christopher seemed less embarrassed than Mary.

"Mom?" Tom's tone was even more puzzled, and a pair of black eyes looked back and forth between Chris and Mary.

Mary knew whose attitude she had inherited.

Help.

The author has something to say: update, at the end of the year, I have to prepare a new article, I am so busy, this article is even slower, please bear with me!

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