[HP] Riddle's Spirit Behind

Eleanor didn't expect that she would discuss wizard education with Dumbledore, and the discussion lasted for 5 minutes.

She walked out of the classroom and saw Tom standing in the corner with his head bowed.

"You came out." He looked at Eleanor and said with a gloomy face, "What did you just talk about that took so long?"

"Just chatting casually." Eleanor shrugged.

Tom stared at her suspiciously, and said with a sneer, "Honestly! He asked you if I did that thing with Flint, didn't he?"

"He didn't ask me about that!" said Eleanor in surprise.

"I don't believe you," said Tom firmly.

"He's just a little worried about you." Eleanor said after a moment of hesitation, "...he asked me what I think of you."

"What did you answer?" asked Tom aggressively, staring at her.

"What do you think I'll answer him?" Ellie sneered. "I'd never speak ill of him behind someone's back, even if he was a real villain."

"You and I know it well, you've always hated me." Tom said with a sneer, "Who would believe you didn't snitch on that nosy old guy?"

"I hate you?" Eleanor looked at him in surprise. "Well, I really don't like you. But I never said I hate you."

"But you said that I killed you." Tom's expression became darker in an instant, "So don't you have a good reason to hate me?"

"But you obviously don't believe what I said!" Eleanor said in surprise.

"Yes, I don't believe you." Tom suddenly looked away, and said with a cold snort: "I think our conversation is meaningless, because we don't believe what the other party said at all."

Eleanor stared at Tom who turned away, "Please, that's what I wanted to say!"

But Tom ignored her and walked forward without looking back.

Damn brat.Eleanor cursed secretly.

In November, the temperature suddenly began to drop, and the cold air began to invade every corner of the castle.

As Halloween approached, every fireplace in the castle was lit.The cold, dark basement of Slytherin suddenly felt warm.

Eleanor stared at the dancing orange flame, reached out and tried to touch it, but couldn't feel any heat.She sighed, realizing that she had almost forgotten what it was like to touch something.

The morning class is herbal medicine class, and they need to leave the castle and go to the greenhouse behind.

The moment she walked out of the castle, Eleanor couldn't help but let out a cheer of surprise.

At this moment, the ground in front of the castle was already covered with a layer of pure white snow.Snowflakes fluttered down from the sky, penetrated Eleanor's pearly white body and fell to the ground.

She stretched out her hand subconsciously, but she couldn't catch the snowflakes like before.It didn't depress her though, the snowy weather was what she liked the most.

She still clearly remembers chasing in the snow and having snowball fights with the children of Little Hangleton when she was a child.That was her happiest time.

Some students couldn't help cheering and running in the smooth snow.They started throwing snow balls at each other, or rolling on the ground.

Eleanor looked at Tom who was indifferent to this, and couldn't help but said in a cheerful tone: "Look, Tom, it's snowing! You should act happier!"

"Of course I know." Tom walked straight to the greenhouse without looking up.

Eleanor chased after her, "You should learn to enjoy life more, Tom. There is no one who doesn't like snow!"

But Tom said coldly: "Don't be stupid." Then he went straight into the greenhouse.

Soon, Halloween will come.

The students began to discuss with relish the activities that will be held on the eve of Halloween.This year, they said, Principal Dippet finally gave them permission to hold a masquerade.This excited almost all the students, except Tom Riddle, of course.

"Are you going to the masquerade, Tom?" Avery asked him expectantly.

"No." Tom refused without thinking.

"Okay then," Avery muttered disappointedly. "I'm actually going. I'd like to invite Walburga to come with me."

"Walburga?" Tom raised an eyebrow. "Walburga Black, second grade?"

Avery nodded.

Tom couldn't help but smile suddenly, "So you like that type?"

"That's not it." Avery said with slightly flushed cheeks, "I didn't say I liked her."

This aroused Eleanor's desire to gossip, so she said with a smile: "Walburga? Is she beautiful?"

Avery coughed lightly, the blush on his face hadn't completely subsided, "So-so."

"Really?" The smile on Eleanor's face became more obvious.

Avery said suddenly annoyed: "Shut up, ghost."

"Well, how about I help you get an appointment with her?" Eleanor said.

"Would you like to help me?" Avery blurted out, and then he immediately covered his mouth in regret.

"Of course," said Eleanor. "Tom will help, too. Won't you, Tom?"

Tom frowned and opened his mouth, "I-"

"Okay, it's settled." Eleanor interrupted Tom, and said in an exclamation tone, "First love, what a beautiful thing! Don't worry, Avery, we will make your wish come true."

In the evening the three of them sat in the common room around the fire.Eleanor also found herself an armchair and sat down symbolically, although her buttocks did not touch the surface of the chair at all.

"The first battle meeting begins now," she whispered gravely. "Put down that book, The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Defense, Tom. It's time for an important meeting."

Tom peeped his dark eyes over the book and said casually, "I didn't say I was going."

"Of course you will!" said Elinor firmly. "Put down the book, Tom, or I'll tell everybody about it."

"What?" Tom narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"The thing about the star-shaped birthmark on your butt." Eleanor replied without blushing.

Tom jumped out of the armchair like a cat that has frowned.He stared at Eleanor, "What did you say?"

After he finished speaking, he realized that everyone nearby was looking at him, so he quickly sat down with a gloomy face.

"I said, forget about the bathroom!" Tom gritted his teeth and said viciously.

Avery looked at them in confusion, "What the hell are you talking about?"

"Nothing," said Tom stiffly.He glared at Eleanor viciously, and slapped the book in his hand on the round table in front of him, "As you wish, let's start."

"Great." Eleanor said happily, "Then let's collect the necessary information first. That girl named Walburga probably doesn't have a boyfriend?"

"No." Avery replied.

"Very well," said Eleanor. "It saves us a lot of work. So, where did your relationship go, Avery?"

Avery frowned and said falteringly, "She helped me get rid of Peeves once."

"anything else?"

"Gone."

Eleanor stared at him in surprise.

"Well, tell me, when was the last time you spoke to her?" she asked.

"Last time?" Avery showed a reminiscing expression, "... two months ago."

Eleanor blinked in surprise, then sighed helplessly covering her forehead.

"It's been two months, and you haven't said a word to her?"

"That's right," Avery replied, his expression suddenly tense. "Is that bad?"

Eleanor took a deep breath, "It's terrible. However, there is still room for salvation."

"So what do I do?" Avery looked at her expectantly.

"Usually, the first step is to try to get close to the other person and get to know her first," Eleanor said.

Avery blushed and said, "But I'm only a first grader! She won't bother talking to me."

"This is your problem, Avery." Eleanor said earnestly, "You lack self-confidence."

"Is that so?" Avery muttered.

"Yes." Eleanor said firmly, "So the first thing we need to do is to improve your self-confidence."

"Then what should I do?"

Eleanor thought for a moment, then turned her gaze to Tom, "What do you think, Tom?"

"No," said Tom.

"You don't even think about it," said Elinor. "What about your wit, Tom?"

"I don't have my wits for such frivolities," answered Tom deadpan.

"Frivolous things? Oh, poor Tom." Eleanor said with feigned sympathy. "You're really going to die alone forever."

Tom snorted and ignored her.

"I've got an idea," said Eleanor. "First, we can find out what kind of boys Walburga likes, and whether she's got a date for Halloween. Finding out about the enemy is the most important thing in any battle." basic."

"Well, that makes sense," Avery said. "And then?"

"Secondly, you need a little change, Avery," Eleanor told him. "Let's start with the basics. Your appearance can be changed—for example, you can change your hair first. "

"My hairstyle?" Avery stroked his smooth blonde hair in confusion.

"You can try short, cooler hair, which will make you look healthier." Eleanor said, "Girls like boys who look healthy and strong."

"Really?" Avery said suspiciously.

"Trust me." Eleanor said in an unquestionable tone, "Then let's decide on the detailed combat steps..."

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