The little life of a platinum darling

"Who is free and free to go and see that scar head," Draco continued to slander while walking towards the dormitory beside Fivenret.There is no class in the afternoon, and both of them like to take a nap in the dormitory, "If it weren't for you being with him all the time, I wouldn't have time to take care of that guy. Especially at the end of last semester, you were still flirting with him all the time!" Now let's talk about me."

Blaise still has classes in the afternoon, so there are only the two of them in the dormitory.During this period of time, Blaise was often with Pansy, and it seemed that their marriage could be more than just a family marriage.

Draco took a brief shower, and when he came out of the bathroom, Feverant had already changed into his nightgown.The weather has gradually become colder. The cellar has always been the coldest of the four lounges in Hogwarts. Although there are magic spells to keep warm and a warm fireplace, it is still not as close to the sun as the one on the tower. Ravenclaw or Gryffindor, so the close-fitting clothes were changed to thicker early.

"Why does it seem that you are rarely seen together with that Granger from Ravenclaw recently?" Draco casually sat down beside Fiverett and started the conversation.

Feverret didn't care about his sitting on his bed, anyway, he was asleep on Draco's bed, and he didn't care about what others would do when he sat on his bed: "Hermione has chosen all the electives, and she's probably busy now." But come on."

"Is she crazy? How can you learn all the choices, don't you know the truth that you can't chew as much as you want?" Draco didn't listen to him, and sighed casually.

"So she should give up a few courses next year. She likes to study, so it's normal to want to learn more." Feverett turned over and lay down on the bed.

It's always easy to feel drowsy in the early afternoon, especially when you're lying in a soft, comfy bed.The voices of the two teenagers gradually decreased until they disappeared completely.

In an unobtrusive corner beside the bed, Voldemort suddenly appeared, and then disappeared into the wall on one side.

Voldemort is very busy these days, so busy that he doesn't have time to talk to his only collaborator now, because a secret room adventure this semester made him find something that fascinates him more than all the things at hand now...

After such a long time, he can almost be said to have given up the idea of ​​immortality, at least the existing technology probably can't do it.Horcruxes can now be proven to be a failure, and he can tell by himself, he still has to spend his time sticking back those allocated one by one.And the Sorcerer's Stone, look at the alchemist Niko?Flamel's appearance made him dispel this idea, and he sincerely spurned himself who wanted to get the Philosopher's Stone back then.Even with the support of the magical alchemy item, the Philosopher's Stone, the body still has no way to maintain the consumption of eternal life. Nicole Flamel's magic power is almost exhausted, leaving only a small amount to support his usual alchemy experiments.Limbs have been severely atrophied. Usually, as long as it is not during the experiment, he stays in bed as much as possible. It's not because he doesn't want to go out, but because his body can't support him to walk or other more consumption...

For Voldemort, it would be better to die than let him live like this.

But now he found that there was another way, although he didn't plan to try it at all.That method is: deep sleep.

That day, Voldemort realized that he had never found a stone door next to the statue deep in the chamber.Yes, right next to that statue.The stone gate is made no different from other stone walls, even the joints are very secretive.But he tried everything he could think of to get it open.Including Parseltongue, magic, and even violence.After exhausting all the magic power available in the soul form, and almost exhausted, he stood aside, thinking about what else to do.The basilisk, which was originally sleeping and refused to wake up no matter what, suddenly woke up.

"Master's offspring, what are you doing?" Its voice seemed to be completely different from last time, with an indescribable smell.

Voldemort immediately turned around with vigilance, he hadn't forgotten how the basilisk suddenly went berserk that day.

But the basilisk ignored his actions: "You can't go to that place, you don't have the master's permission."

Voldemort frowned, he thought the basilisk spoke in a strange tone.

But before he could say anything, the basilisk swam towards him, and he took two steps back, then stepped aside.Such a behemoth, no matter how powerful or respected you are, you have to give way to it.

"But the master said that if someone finds this room, I have to take him to the master's small study." The basilisk said, but it didn't stop moving forward.

Voldemort followed immediately. The word "little study" made him think of countless wealth of knowledge. As a generation of dark wizards, the Slytherins among the Big Four at Hogwarts definitely had a collection of books.Although the word "small" study made him a little unhappy, but having a "small" study meant that a "big" study must also exist, and he was not in a hurry.

But the place where the basilisk took him made him fully understand the meaning of the "small" study.

The pipe made many twists and turns, making it easy to get lost in it. Voldemort followed behind the huge basilisk, trying to keep himself calm.At the same time, I was a little puzzled, why didn't he know that there was actually a pipeline here when he came here?Is it negligence?Or was it actually concealed by magic on purpose?And, what the hell is going on with this basilisk?The last time he suddenly went berserk and bit the Malfoy kid before falling asleep, the feeling of waking up this time seemed to be very different from the last time, so he had to be more vigilant.

Until the end of the pipe, the basilisk swam into what seemed to be a relatively wide area, and then disappeared in a flash!He was shocked, and cautiously followed into the stone round door.

What caught the eye was a lounge-like room with an unmistakable classic temperament.

It's really not big, it doesn't look as big as a Slytherin student dormitory.There is a mahogany table and chairs on the left side against the wall, and the corners and corners are densely carved with intricate patterns... no, it's magic patterns.

There was a roll of parchment spread out on the table, and a quill stuck in the inkwell on the side, but it seemed that there was no ink in the inkwell, and the parchment was blank.He touched the parchment carefully, the texture was very brittle, as if it was about to break anytime.In front of the table was a white vase, but there was no flower arrangement in it.

The ground is covered with a gray carpet made of unknown fur, and the fur makes people feel very warm.When you step on it, it doesn't feel soft, but it feels like you are stepping on a hard floor.

Directly opposite the desk is a huge landscape painting, which occupies almost the entire wall.It is a panoramic view of Hogwarts Castle, including the castle, the lawn at the main entrance, trees, the Black Lake, the playground, and a small half of the Forbidden Forest behind the castle.

Other than that, there is nothing in the whole study.Even the most important book in the study room has not been read.

Voldemort was wondering secretly, when he felt movement under his feet, he immediately jumped away and looked over to where he was standing.A black, two-finger-thick snake was coiled where he was standing.There is a big crown on the snake's head, and the yellow and orange eyes are looking straight at him.

It was the basilisk.

He immediately reacted: "Didn't your master say what to do here for the person who can find that door?"

The basilisk shook his head at him, and then said: "I remember what happened last time, I seem to have bitten your friend, please apologize to him for me, I was still confused at the time, so I couldn't control my desire well, Especially when he's with that cub who's of the same blood as him."

"Apologize..." Voldemort felt a little uneasy: "Don't you think he might be dead?" The basilisk has such a strong venom, does it think it doesn't matter if it bites anyone?

The basilisk obviously did not think about this question: "He is at Hogwarts, how could he die? It was my fault for biting him, but Fox will guard Hogwarts, so he should not die That's right." It looked surprised.

"It's true that he didn't die, I just said he was almost. You also said that he was a 'cub', which means that his ability is not strong." Voldemort thought carefully.

The basilisk tilted its head and pondered for a moment: "But that cub shouldn't have died because of my venom, otherwise...uh..." It swam in another direction while thinking, got into the wall and suddenly Appeared inside the palm-sized door.

The corner of Voldemort's mouth twitched, and he was about to walk over to have a look, when a clear but unfamiliar voice suddenly came from behind: "Nice meeting, my offspring."