[HP] Riddle's Spirit Behind

When the door opened, Cloris was the first to walk in.

"Oh, thank goodness it's finally time to warm me up," she said aloud to those behind her. "My fingers are almost freezing."

Immediately afterwards, other people filed into the Three Broomsticks.

"Tom and his cronies," Avery murmured contemptuously.

Eleanor's eyes fell on Tom involuntarily.He was the second to walk in the door.He was wearing a thick black sweater, making his figure even taller and slender.

He went straight to a round table in the corner and sat down, and the others followed him and sat down around the table.It seemed that they didn't notice the three of Eleanor.

"Look, it's those guys." At this moment, Eleanor heard a Gryffindor boy behind him say, with a hint of disgust in his tone.

"...Let's go, let's get out of here." His female companion said, "I don't want to conflict with those people."

Then Eleanor saw the two Gryffindors get up and leave the three broomsticks.

Abraxas drank the remaining butter beer, "I'm going to go shopping, how about you two?"

"Me too," Avery said.

Eleanor really didn't want to leave the warm tavern, and she was a little concerned about what Tom and the others were doing, so she said, "I want another glass of butter beer. You two go first, and see you at the Duke of Bee in half an hour."

"I don't want to hang out with a boy at Honeydukes," Abraxas said half-jokingly.

Avery glanced at Eleanor hesitantly.

"See you in half an hour," he finally said.

After the two of them left, Eleanor actually ordered another glass of butter beer.She drank while watching Tom and their direction boredly.

They seemed to be talking, but the noise of voices drowned out their conversation.

Tom was fiddling with the stirrer in the red drink in front of him, slouching on the back of his chair, and seemed not very interested in what they were discussing.He rarely spoke, but every time he did, the others immediately stopped talking and looked at him.

Therefore, although Tom is very low-key, as long as you observe a little, you will find that he is actually the center of the group.

After a while, the few Hufflepuff girls chattering about the types of drinks finally left the counter.So the tavern suddenly fell silent, except for Tom and the others, there were only a few local villagers from Hogsmeade left.

Eleanor sat in an inconspicuous position, and a potted plant just separated her from Tom.So those people haven't noticed her yet.

Suddenly, a sentence floated into Eleanor's ears.

The speaker was a sixth-year boy named Carlo, who was the prefect of Slytherin.Eleanor never liked him, because he always liked to use his status as a prefect to teach younger students.

"...Nicholas Potter is a complete jerk," he said. "He's always finding fault. Shouldn't we give him a lesson?"

The others grunted agreement.

"Let him go to hell, he thinks he's great, but he's just a vile, stupid, nasty snitch," Carlo continued.He raised his voice unabashedly, and continued in a ridiculously funny voice: "Oh, Professor! I see the Slytherin group doing bad things again! Lock-up! Points deducted!"

The others burst out laughing, except Cloris and Tom.Cloures looked worried and didn't seem to be listening to what Carlo was saying.

"What does he think he is?" said Lestrange. "He's just a bloody prefect—oh, I didn't say you, Carol. I mean, he really thinks of himself as a character." Yes, but he's not as good as shit at all."

"He and his family should get out of England." Carlo said with a sneer, "The Potter family, the scum of wizards. Do you know? His mother is an asshole. A Muggle was engaged. Who knew she'd been fucked by some nasty Muggles before?"

These words sounded like foul language to Eleanor.She used to think that Lestrange was evil enough, but now it seemed that Carlo was even better than him.

"Maybe Potter was born by her mother with Muggles, that's why he's so cheap." Caro continued.

Eleanor couldn't take it anymore.She jumped up from her chair, almost knocking down the butterbeer.

Her movements successfully attracted the attention of others.She turned her head just in time to meet those dark eyes—Tom was looking at her with a little surprise in his expression.

Others also cast their gazes at Eleanor.

Eleanor glared back at the men.She didn't want to show weakness in front of those people, so she raised her wine glass and strode towards them.

Lestrange's expression looked as if he had eaten a fly, but to his surprise, he didn't express any opinion, but allowed Eleanor to sit down at their round table.

Eleanor was satisfied to see those people looking at her in surprise.

"Hi," she greeted with feigned ease. "It's a nice day, isn't it?"

They all stared at her in silence, as if at a monster.

"Look, it's snowing outside," said Eleanor cheerfully.

Nobody moved.It was obvious that they were not at all interested in snow.

The first person to react was Cloris, who was sitting on Eleanor's right.

"What the hell are you doing?" she said in a low voice.

"Join you." Eleanor shrugged.

"We don't welcome outsiders, this is a private party." Carlo looked at her unabashedly, "By the way, what's your name?"

"Elinor, Eleanor Alford," replied Eleanor.

Carlo let out a long "oh".He still stared firmly at Eleanor with those gray eyes, which made Eleanor feel uncomfortable.Then he said something that surprised Eleanor, "You're pretty."

Although this was a compliment, after hearing what he said before, Eleanor always felt that his words were malicious.

"I think you need to improve your taste," Lestrange muttered.

Eleanor didn't want to quarrel with him now, so she changed the subject and said, "What were you talking about just now?"

At this time, Tom, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.

"You heard what Frandy said just now." He glanced at Eleanor, then lowered his eyes and said coldly, "We don't welcome outsiders. You can leave now."

"I'm not an outsider." Eleanor said a little angrily, "Lestrange said last time that as long as I can turn black tea into wine, I can join you."

"I never said that!" Lestrange retorted angrily.

"You did," Eleanor argued. "Clauris was there. Are you right, Cloris?"

Cloris swallowed awkwardly, "I...I don't remember very well." She gave Tom a begging look.

"I have no objection." Carlo said suddenly, "She can join us." He said, showing Eleanor a self-confidently charming smile.

"I don't care." Nott said with a look on his face.

Then everyone looked at Tom, as if waiting for him to make a decision.

Lestrange frowned, tapped his index finger on the table lightly, as if he was thinking about something.

"I don't agree." Tom finally raised his head, his eyes fell on Eleanor's face, and he said calmly: "You shouldn't be here, Eleanor, you should go to your friend."

Eleanor and he stared at each other for a few seconds, then found herself suddenly losing interest.

Just when she was about to give up, Lestrange suddenly said, "I've changed my mind. I think she can join us."

Eleanor looked at him in surprise.

Lestrange said calmly, "So now there are three people who agree. Tom, I think you have to listen to everyone's opinions sometimes."

"That's right, Tom. You always like to go your own way, which is not good." Carlo said in a relaxed tone.

Tom stared at Eleanor blankly for a moment.Eleanor could not guess at all what he was thinking.He suddenly smiled, "In that case, let us welcome this new member."

Eleanor suddenly felt very confused.

She had just meant to interrupt their conversation about Nicholas Potter, but somehow made herself their "new member".

"Great." Lestrange said with a smirk, "By the way, Eleanor, you probably don't know yet. We usually give new members a task to complete. Once you complete this task, you It's our full member."

Eleanor looked at Lestrange suspiciously, always feeling that he was playing tricks on her on purpose.

"Oh, yes, the task!" Carlo said suddenly. "I suggest that she learn the spells we have sorted out, as long as she can learn one of them. I would like to teach her alone—"

"No, I don't think that's a good idea." Lestrange said, still smirking. "Those spells are too dangerous. We should let her take it slowly. I have a good idea. Didn't you just say Want to teach Potter a lesson? We can let Eleanor do it."

Eleanor's first reaction was to refuse.But she soon realized that if she refused, they would probably let someone else play tricks on Nicholas.

Although Nicholas and her were only close friends, he had always been very friendly to her.She didn't want to see Carlo and Lestrange deal with him in despicable ways.

"Okay, I agree." Eleanor shrugged.

Lestrange stared deeply at Eleanor, "I think you should be aware of the consequences of reporting. We never lightly forgive those who betray us."

"How can we be friends if we don't trust each other, Zachary?" Eleanor asked with a big smirk.She called Lestrange very affectionately on purpose.She just wanted to disgust him.

Lestrange choked, then sneered, "Then we'll wait and see. I hope you can teach Potter enough."

Soon, they left the three broomsticks, and then dispersed to act separately.Eleanor left for the Duke of Bees, where Avery and the others must have been waiting.

Just as she was passing by an alley, an arm suddenly grabbed her from behind, and then pulled her quickly into the alley.

"What the hell are you thinking?" said Tom's annoyed voice.

The author has something to say: "What the hell are you thinking?" said Tom's annoyed voice. 【←The last sentence of anti-swallowing backup】

By the way, the National Day is coming soon, I'm looking forward to it~ I plan to go to the beach~ How about you?