[HP] Night Haze

The rough and ugly black gemstone ring just lay quietly on the ground. Angelo stared at the low-quality gemstone ring with no brilliance on the ring, and was speechless for a long time.

"Vidi..." After a while, the stone statue named Angelo was reinfused with vitality. He picked up the ring and tentatively sent a thought, but the anxious call disappeared after entering the ring, and there was no response.

No, it's absolutely impossible... Viddy, a nasty fellow, must be trying to tease him again.Angelo smiled and put the ring back on his middle finger.He will not be fooled. Vidi wants to use this method to test his sincerity of cooperation, so he will prove it to him. Angelo has no other ideas.

The rough ring was put on Angelo's hand again, and then quickly slipped off his middle finger.Without the magical disguise, its size became no longer appropriate, and it couldn't tightly clasp the boy's fingers as seamlessly as before.

Putting it on, slipping it off and putting it on again, after several times to no avail, Angelo gave up on this seemingly silly move.He turned his face to the black diary lying on the bed, and reached out to open it fearlessly.Even a few minutes ago, he was tortured to death by the 16-year-old Riddle in the diary.

Although the paper in the diary was white and flawless, it exuded a stale smell that Angelo hadn't noticed before. "Viddy, did you move your nest?" Angelo sent a thought, but there was still no response.The diary seemed to be blown by the wind and turned several pages, but Angelo knew that the doors and windows were closed tightly, and the wind couldn't come in at all.

Viddy, or Riddle? ——he tremblingly wrote in the diary with a quill.

This time the handwriting did not disappear, but like an ordinary diary, the drawn ink solidified on the paper.

Neither Viddy nor young Riddle responded.The paper of the diary became fragile, and Angelo just wrote a few letters, and the tip of the pen poked a small hole in it.

Resisting the sudden rising fear in his heart, Angelo recalled the last time he absorbed the soul piece of the ring. It took Vidi a long time to digest the soul piece that time. Maybe it will be the same this time?Viddy is just busy digesting the other party now, and has no time to pay attention to him.Before long he would meet a stronger collaborator.It was not so easy for Vidi's scourge to disappear in the opponent's hands.

Angelo quietly stared at the writing on the diary and waited for the result. He stayed motionless for several hours until the light outside the window became dim.

The sleepless boy closed the diary and got up from the bed. He found a necklace that someone gave him at Christmas, took off the cool pendant on it, put the ring on it, and put it on his own. neck.After all this was done, the sky in the distance outside the window turned pale.

A few days passed peacefully like this, and the two different names of the Dark Lord in the diary densely covered the entire page of the diary.

Angelo, who didn't get any response, began to understand that Viddy might really be gone.Vidi said: The result of two Broken Soul pieces colliding directly can only be that one devours the other.But the current situation is a bit special, more like both of them have disappeared into this world.

Yes, how could the mighty Vidi be willing to be swallowed by the opponent?He must have a way to not devour the other party, but at the same time make the other party lose their benefits.

After a few distraught days, Angelo realized that he seemed to be free.The freedom he had longed for so much, at the most unexpected time, belonged to him again.

Freedom—the true freedom he longed for.Although he once signed a seemingly equal contract with Vidi, Angelo knew in his heart that it was essentially just a helpless act of his life being manipulated by the other party.Angelo felt that he should be happy, but there was a dull pain in his heart.

Viddy did it to save him... No, if it wasn't for this damned bastard who wantonly branded him the shameful Dark Mark, that damned guy wouldn't have ended up like this today.

Another voice in Angelo's heart stood up and reminded him righteously.Everything is Viddy's own fault, and the scheming devil finally suffered retribution and fell into his own hands.

Thinking about it this way, Angelo feels that his conscience is no longer disturbed, and it seems that the days of returning to a simple and peaceful life without Vidi's existence seem to be good.

He no longer had to hide what his friends were secretly planning; no longer had to endure Viddy's occasional poking at his friendship with his friends, sarcasm, and the numb electric shock between his fingers.All Angelo needs to do now is to prepare a few bottles of insect repellent potion for himself, and live and study in Hogwarts Castle carefree from now on.It's just that he still wears an ugly ring around his neck.

If Vidy pops up again one day, this can be regarded as an explanation for him, Angelo thought, clutching the ring on his chest.It has always been Angelo's strength to be meticulous in doing things.

Angelo locked the diary in the cabinet and began to enjoy a peaceful and comfortable campus life, but this life was broken by one of his friends not long after.

Angelo remembered that it was a weekend afternoon when the wind and snow were fading away, holding an extra-curricular book in his hand, he met Draco in the corridor outside the library.

"Since you met, come walk with me." The proud aria flowed pleasantly, the platinum boy raised his chin, and strode past him rhythmically, as if confident that the other party would follow.

After the Christmas holiday, the relationship between Master Malfoy and Harry has warmed up, but Angelo felt cold and did not participate in the few times they went out to play.

"Didn't you go to Hogsmeade from the secret path today? Why did you come back so early?" Angelo followed up and asked curiously.

"Harry and the others are still in Hogsmeade, I came back first because I felt cold." The platinum-haired boy replied with a smile, "I heard something interesting from Harry, so I couldn't help running back I'm looking for you." He said pointedly.

"What's interesting?" Angelo slowed down and turned his face to look at the other party.

"A diary from 50 years ago," Draco said casually, shrugging his shoulders. "When Harry told me you were going to make do with it, your expression was very tangled." His aria was no longer jumping briskly.Angelo glanced at the other party and stopped, Draco's light eyes met his.

"I was thinking, if that diary happens to have Tom Riddle's name in it, it's the one I lost." Draco said, looking at him.

"No." Angelo smiled, two dimples appeared on his face. "It's a pity that Riddle's name isn't on it, which disappoints you," he said.

"Angelo, do you know that every time you are nervous, your smile is extraordinarily bright." The platinum-haired boy stared at Angelo's face carefully for a while, with a slight frown between his brows.

"I don't know when, you know me so well." Angelo's smile disappeared on his face, "So, do you think I'm lying?" There was a hint of sadness in his tone.

"I hope I was wrong, Angelo." Draco's light eyes quickly dimmed, "I kept thinking on the way here, if you found the diary, why not Leave it to me? I have always thought that you are a reliable and trustworthy person, and this idea has not changed until now."

"..." Angelo was silent. He understood that by giving this diary to Draco, everything would end perfectly, which is a good ending for everyone.But what is the reason for the delay in handing over?When he realized it just now, the lie had already come out of his mouth unconsciously.

"I'm sorry I can't give you that diary, Draco." Angelo took a deep breath.

"Angelo?" The platinum boy exclaimed in disbelief, pulled Angelo into a corner where no one usually passes by, and asked in a low voice, "So that diary really belongs to you!"

"I'm sorry." Angelo turned his head away.Draco has always regarded him as a friend who can talk freely, but he has never thought of returning the diary to Draco during this time, not for a moment.

"Where did you put it?" Draco raised his voice, his emotions a little uncontrollable, for the reputation of the Malfoy family, he would sacrifice everything. "Angelo, tell me! I can pretend that nothing happened, we are still...friends."

"No, Draco. That diary is dangerous." Angelo said seriously, he finally found an excuse that could convince himself, although not enough to convince his friend.

Draco gasped, his eyes twinkling at the blond boy in front of him, wondering what he knew.

"That diary belongs to Malfoy, Angelo. Since you know it's dangerous, you should return it to me as soon as possible, so that it can be kept in the best possible condition."

"I'm sorry, Draco." Angelo's heart was constricting violently, and he couldn't bear the thought of returning the diary to the Draco family for a moment.

"I can't, sorry." He trembled.

"I've always regarded you as my best friend, Angelo!" Draco pressed Angelo's shoulders, and squeezed his fingers together in pain, "I never thought that for a diary, you would actually..."

"I'm sorry." Angelo frowned in pain, feeling the strength on his shoulders, he noticed a flash of desperation in the pale eyes of the platinum boy.

"Give me back the diary, and let's forget today's unpleasantness together, Angelo." Draco said.Angelo closed his eyes, knowing that their relationship might never be the same as before.

Gudong——At this time, he heard the sound of a dustbin being overturned not far away, and a burst of panicked footsteps echoed in the corridor.

"Who's there!" Draco immediately let go of him like an electric shock, and chased after him.Angelo didn't take the opportunity to leave, but also hung up his heart.After a while Draco came back pale.He returned empty-handed, not knowing who the eavesdropper was, when he came, and how much he had heard.

"I'm sorry Angelo, I lost control just now." There was a trace of fatigue in Draco's eyes, recalling their conversation just now, it seemed that nothing more was revealed except the diary and danger to others.This made his face look better.

"I hope you can take the initiative to return it to me, think about it, Angelo."

"I will, Draco." Angelo smiled reluctantly.They can still affectionately refer to each other by their given names now, but what will happen next?Angelo felt that he really had to think carefully.What is the purpose of such persistence, and is it worth it?

After saying goodbye to Draco, Angelo said the password to the fat lady with heavy steps, and returned to the Gryffindor common room. Because it was the weekend, most Gryffindors gathered in front of Hogwarts Castle There was a snowball fight on the frozen lake, and the lounge looked deserted.

Angelo approached the dormitory and found that the door was ajar. He opened the door and found that the dormitory was turned into a mess, all his drawers were opened, and his clothes were thrown on the ground in a mess.

Angelo's heart skipped a beat, and the cabinet where he originally kept his diary was wide open.The diary inside is gone.

Riddle's accomplice—the one who was listening.The lost boy with only one diary was identified again, and the clues were quickly connected.If the person who eavesdropped on their conversation today was an irrelevant person, it would be impossible to act so quickly.

Definitely at least a Gryffindor.Angelo held the ring hanging in his clothes on his chest, and a sternness flashed in his eyes.No matter which bastard it was, he must find him out and get the diary back.

Because it's not just for Draco and him, but for Viddy...