[HP] Riddle's Spirit Behind

That evening, Tom left the school hospital.Fortunately, he only drowned slightly, and he recovered quickly after drinking Mr. Martin's potion.

Soon, night fell.

For Eleanor, the nights were the hardest.As a ghost, she has no need to sleep, which means she must stay awake at all times.

During the day, she can still follow Tom around Hogwarts, and occasionally catch up with other people for a few words.But it was different at night, she could only float around alone in the dormitory.

Like all good students, Tom returned to his dormitory every day before curfew, and then went to bed early.And tonight is no exception.

Eleanor could only float in mid-air with her eyes closed to sleep, although she had no desire to sleep at all.

But tonight seemed a little different.

She felt like she was a little tired.But unlike the muscle aching tiredness of being alive, this feeling is more like the burnout caused by lack of sleep.She raised her hand, rubbed her eyelids, and yawned.

This is really strange.

It stands to reason that she is a ghost now, and she shouldn't feel this way-but she does feel a little sleepy.

So she closed her eyes and began to let herself float in mid-air.

She was floating, floating out of the wall unknowingly.Because Tom's bed was against the wall, she was still able to leave Tom's double bedroom within a certain range.But outside the dormitory is a narrow underground corridor, the walls are bare without any decorations, so Eleanor seldom comes here.

At this time, she heard a boy's voice floating into her ears.She heard a familiar name mixed in - Riddle.

She couldn't help waking up, and pricked up her ears to listen carefully.

"... that kid named Riddle doesn't look very easy to mess with," said the boy's voice, "if he tells the professor... that we pushed him off the bath..."

"I told you he didn't dare." Another strange boy's voice said, his voice had the characteristic hoarse voice of a teenager, "Don't be so timid, Chris. He's just a poor kid from an orphanage ..."

"But the other first graders seem to be quite afraid of him... I think he will denounce us to the professor in all likelihood..." Another voice said.

"Even a first-year freshman is afraid, you are becoming more and more useless." The boy with a hoarse voice said in a sarcastic tone, "Don't think so much... close the door, it's time to sleep."

Accompanied by the dull thud when the door was closed, the voices of the two boys talking suddenly disappeared.

Eleanor was suddenly surprised.She hadn't thought of this before—how could a person drowning in the bathtub suddenly?

She remembered that the Hogwarts baths were actually very shallow, and that Tom had only been in it for less than a quarter of an hour, so he wouldn't faint from soaking in the hot tub for too long.

Therefore, Eleanor was completely sure that Tom was definitely pushed into the bath by the two boys who spoke just now.

Eleanor didn't know how Tom had provoked them, that they would do this to an eleven-year-old.

However, this kind of bullying of lower grade students was not uncommon in Eleanor's previous school, and those who were bullied were often those who were unsociable and gloomy. From this point of view, Tom really seemed to be able to provoke This type of trouble.

But what made Eleanor a little puzzled was why Tom didn't tell Professor Slughorn directly about it when he was in the school hospital.The somewhat eccentric professor seemed very fond of Tom, so asking him for help seemed like a good idea.

But Tom didn't do that.

Eleanor suddenly understood the reason for Tom's strange behavior during the day.

He looked like he was suppressing some kind of anger.That meant he must have found it irritating.

Eleanor didn't think he was the type who would tolerate it either.As for the reason why he didn't ask any of the professors for help, the only reason Eleanor could think of was that he didn't trust them.

Eleanor understands this very well.When she was a child, she also had a time when she was very distrustful of adults.She wouldn't even want to be hugged by an adult other than Uncle Tim.This probably has something to do with what happened to her before she was adopted.

Thinking of this, Eleanor suddenly wanted to know what Tom wanted to do.

The next day happened to be Sunday.Tom still gets up very early.His roommate Avery was still sleeping with his head covered, but he got dressed early, washed up, and was about to go to the lobby for breakfast.

Eleanor still followed behind him.On the way, she encountered a ghost dressed as a monk.

Eleanor subconsciously nodded slightly to him as a greeting.She always maintains this friendly attitude towards the other ghosts at Hogwarts.After all, they were her kind now.

But what she didn't expect was that the ghost floated directly towards Eleanor.

"Miss Alford, aren't you?" There was a friendly smile on his plump, round face.

"Yes." Eleanor looked at him a little surprised, "You are—"

"I'm the ghost of Hufflepuff House," said the Fat Friar, floating alongside Eleanor. "People usually call me the Fat Friar."

Eleanor immediately took a liking to this ghost, she smiled and said, "Oh, nice to meet you, Mr. fat monk." She looked at the fat monk's clothes with interest, "So, you used to be a monk?"

"Well, it used to be." The fat monk said with a smile.

"So are you a wizard too?" Eleanor asked again.

"Yes, that's right." The fat monk replied with a smile.

"Oh, that's amazing," said Eleanor in surprise.Because she went to a church school, she still had a little understanding of the history of witch hunting in medieval Catholicism.

"By the way, I want to invite you to our gathering." He said, taking out a translucent card from his jacket pocket, "The ghosts of Hogwarts hold a banquet every year on Halloween. Before the banquet We will conduct several meetings to study the content of this year's banquet."

Eleanor took the card curiously.

"The time and place of our next meeting are written on the invitation card," the fat monk explained.

Eleanor glanced at Tom who was in front of her, and he hurried forward without looking back, as if he didn't care about Eleanor's conversation with the fat friar at all.

"I'll try to get there," said Eleanor at last to the fat friar.

"That's good." The fat monk said with a smile, and then he said goodbye to Eleanor politely.

She watched the fat monk disappear into the wall, and then heard Tom's voice say, "You don't really think I'm going to take you to that meeting full of dead people, do you?"

Although Eleanor didn't have the idea of ​​going to that rally, after hearing Tom's words, she couldn't help but shrugged and said, "I'm your savior—can't you show a little gratitude? "

In fact, the purpose of her saying this was just a joke, but she didn't expect Tom to frown, as if he was really thinking about this problem seriously.

Eleanor couldn't help wondering, did the boy finally realize his conscience and plan to repay her for saving his life?

A few seconds later, she heard Tom say in a slightly unhappy voice, "Well, I promise you, I'll go to that bloody meeting. But you have to promise not to bring it up again."

Eleanor was surprised: "You mean the thing about me saving you?"

"Yes," said Tom coldly, in a tone of boredom. "I hope we all forget that as soon as possible."

At first, Eleanor was slightly annoyed by Tom's attitude, but she soon noticed that the dark haired boy's ears seemed to be a little red.

The scene that happened yesterday suddenly appeared in her mind.

She suddenly realized what was going on, and she almost laughed out loud.

——It turned out that he was embarrassed because he was seen!

Eleanor suddenly thought, so he also has a cute side that matches his age.So she couldn't help but want to continue teasing him.

"But having said that," she made a look of reminiscence, "I found out yesterday that you are too thin and your ribs are protruding—tsk tsk, are you sure you are eating well?"

Tom faltered for a moment.He looked at Eleanor with gloomy eyes, and said in a commanding tone: "Forget about yesterday, understand?"

Eleanor would not be frightened by him, she gave a smirk, "Unfortunately, I still remember it very clearly—what should I do? Are you going to cast a spell on me?"

She didn't know if there was such a spell, but she knew very well that spells had no effect on ghosts.

Sure enough, Tom couldn't do anything about her.He just glared at Eleanor angrily, then turned away from her.

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