[HP] Riddle's Spirit Behind

The next morning, Eleanor felt much better. Everything that happened yesterday was like a dream.But when she saw Tom and Holliday walking down the hall side by side, she felt her heart clenched again.

"So, did Professor Slughorn say when you're taking the exam?" Avery asked as he chopped up a fried egg.

"What?" Eleanor snapped back to her senses, "Oh, you mean, the exam. I haven't confirmed it with the professor, but he said he would discuss it with other professors."

"What's the matter with you? You look more in a trance than yesterday." Avery said with a frown.

"Nothing, I was just worried about the exam," Eleanor replied, casually stirring the jam in the custard with a fork.Her gaze flicked involuntarily in Tom's direction again.

Tom sat with Holliday, who was smiling and pouring apple cider into Tom's glass.

He doesn't like apple juice.Eleanor couldn't help thinking angrily to herself.

Then she frowned and watched Tom take a swig from the glass of juice.

"Hey, are you listening to me?" Avery tapped Eleanor's plate with his fork to get her attention.

"What did you say?" Eleanor suddenly turned her head and said blankly.

Avery stared at her suspiciously, and finally hooked the corner of his mouth helplessly, "It's nothing."

At this moment, a plate was placed heavily beside Eleanor.

Immediately, under Avery's surprised gaze, Cloris sat down beside Eleanor.

"Let me sit here for a while," said Cloris in a low voice, with an impatient look on his face.

Eleanor soon discovered why.Lestrange was walking into the hall with Nott.His eyes were fixed maliciously on Cloures, who was stiff-faced and pretended to be busy adding sugar to his cereal.

"Is he bothering you again?" Eleanor asked in a low voice.

"There is not a day when he doesn't trouble me, he just refuses to leave me alone." Cloris said in a low voice next to Eleanor's ear, "Tomorrow is the last day to elect the prefect, but he got The number of votes is still lower than Tom's. He is now trying to find more ways to win more people."

"He's really persistent, but he's just a prefect." Eleanor said with a click of her tongue.

"What are you talking about?" Avery couldn't help interjecting.

"It's none of your business, eat your breakfast." Cloris said impatiently.

Avery's cheeks flushed slightly immediately, "Well, I don't want to care about the affairs between you women." After he finished speaking, he grabbed the textbooks on the table and left.

"Why is he always so shy?" Cloris raised his eyebrows and looked at the back of Avery leaving.

Eleanor suddenly wanted to laugh, but she held back. "have no idea."

"Maybe he's not good at dealing with pretty girls," said Cloures, lifting his chin and ruffling the ends of his hair with one hand.

"Oh, hell." Eleanor cursed suddenly.

Lestrange was walking towards them, which was not a good thing.

Cloris immediately sat up straight, staring at Lestrange as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Good morning, girls," he said with a flirtatious sneer, "by the way, Alford, I saw Tom sitting with the Ravenclaw girls, it seems that you are no longer his favorite It’s such a pity.”

Eleanor disliked the emphasis with which Lestrange spoke.And the word "favor" sounds like Eleanor is Tom's pet.

Eleanor frowned dissatisfiedly, thinking of a suitable rebuttal, but Clauris spoke first.

"That's better than you, too, Zachary," said Cloures haughtily, "wagging his tail to please Tom, and sneaking around in the dark at the same time. You won't please your master by doing that."

"Tom is not my master." Lestrange's face suddenly became much more gloomy.

"Really?" Cloris continued coldly, "but every time Tom asks you to do something, you don't even dare to show your breath, and you always follow his instructions obediently in the end. But don't think Tom Knowing nothing about the things you've done, he's going to deal with you in the end, and you should know that."

Lestrange glanced quickly in Tom's direction.

"Watch your mouth, and be careful not to slip it, Claureus." He lowered his voice and said viciously, "If I find out that you accidentally said something that shouldn't be said one day, don't blame me for posting that letter. On the bulletin board. This is my last warning."

Cloris immediately shut his mouth and gave him a hard look.

"What are you doing, Zachary?" Nott came over and patted Lestrange on the shoulder.

"It's nothing, let's go." Lestrange said with a final cold glance at Eleanor.

After Lestrange left, Cloures couldn't help cursing: "He's such a jerk. I really hope he can pay the price."

"Maybe we can think of a way to hit him back and make him suffer." Eleanor muttered.

"But he'll suspect me." Cloris frowned. "With that letter in his hand, I can't—"

Having said that, Cloris immediately closed his mouth regretfully.

"What letter?" Eleanor couldn't help asking.

"I can't tell." Cloris blushed.

Eleanor shrugged nonchalantly, "He's threatening you with that letter anyway. Can't you think of a way?"

Cloris took a deep breath and turned to look at Eleanor.

"Well, you already know about it anyway, so it doesn't matter if I tell you." She paused before saying, "That letter is actually... a love letter I wrote to Mr. Martin when I was in the fourth grade .”

After she finished speaking, the blush on her face became more obvious.

Eleanor opened her mouth to speak, but was interrupted hastily by Clauris.

"Don't laugh at me," said Cloures, flushing. "I know love letters sound stupid, but back then I... I..."

"Dazzled by love?" Eleanor said with a smile.

"Almost." Cloris said in a low voice, turning his head away.

Eleanor thought for a moment, then lowered her voice and said, "We can steal that letter."

"What?!" Cloris looked surprised.

"He certainly doesn't have it on him. I guess he's hiding it somewhere in the dorm," Eleanor went on. "We can sneak in and steal it out when he's not around."

"But—but," stammered Cloures, "he'll know I stole it!"

"So what? He has no evidence, so we can refuse to admit it to death." Eleanor said, "And, maybe we can find something invisible, so we can have him."

Cloris was finally persuaded by Eleanor.

The two girls decided to steal the letter during the Quidditch match this weekend.Because Eleanor had missed two full months of Quidditch practice, they weren't planning to let her play this school year.

And Lestrange is the team's hitter, so he will definitely not be in the dormitory by then.And the other students are going to watch the game too, which is a good time to sneak into the boys' dormitory.

Sure enough, on the day of the game, all the students went to watch the game, and the common room suddenly became empty.

Watching the last few junior students who chattered about the game and painted silver-green paint on their faces leave, Eleanor and Cloris looked at each other.

"Then let's begin." Eleanor took a deep breath and said.

They easily opened the door of Lestrange's bedroom.

"I'm looking for the bedside table, you go to the wardrobe." Eleanor said to Cloris.

They immediately started to act.Eleanor opened Lestrange's chest and was a little surprised to find it surprisingly neat and tidy.

"I didn't expect him to be a bit of a clean freak." Eleanor murmured softly, and then took down the neatly stacked books.

She opened each book, hoping to find that letter in a certain book.

Then, she suddenly realized that most of those books were about black magic.Eleanor was very surprised that Lestrange had collected so many books on black magic.

She flipped through the pages, and suddenly became interested in some content in those books.She couldn't help but start skimming through the books, and when she turned to one about potions, she was pleasantly surprised to find that one of the pages was how to make Polyjuice Potion.

She quickly tore off the page on Polyjuice Potion and put it in her pocket.

Cloris, who heard the voice, said in surprise: "What are you doing, Eleanor? I think we'd better leave his things alone."

"Don't worry, I don't think he will find out." Eleanor shrugged. "Have you found that letter?"

"Not yet—" said Cloures, frowning, and she let out a sudden exclamation, "Oh, my God, what are these?"

She took out a crystal bottle filled with dark blue liquid from a sock in the closet.Then she dug out more of these crystal bottles.

Eleanor put down the book in her hand and strode over.

"Wait, I seem to know what this is." Eleanor took a bottle and said with a frown.The golden light in the dark blue liquid in the crystal bottle looks like fireflies in the night sky.

Eleanor walked back quickly, and picked up the book on potions again.

"Look here." She opened the book and pointed to a page and said, "Psychedelic potions can make people fall into a deep sleep immediately and produce unparalleled dreams. Taking a small amount will not cause much harm to the human body, but once you take more than a certain amount , will have a strong dependence on it. Stopping taking the medicine will cause insomnia, forgetfulness, dizziness and nausea, and severe pain and convulsions.”

"And here." Cloris pointed at the last line, "The Ministry of Magic banned the manufacture and sale of this potion in 1850, and everyone who made, kept or sold it must accept magic." Tried by the Ministry and imprisoned in Azkaban."

Eleanor stared at the potion in her hand thoughtfully, "Is this the contraband he used to bribe others?"

"Probably," Cloris said, and took back the potion from Eleanor's hand, "we'd better not touch this thing. It's useless if we hold it, because we have no evidence that it was originally It's Lestrange's."

Eleanor also agrees with what Cloris said.They couldn't tell the professors that they broke into Lestrange's bedroom and stole it.

If the professor believed them, they would eventually be punished for violating school rules.If the professor doesn't believe it, it's even worse—they'll probably end up in Azkaban for illegal possession of potions.

Finally, they found the letter in the deepest part of the closet.

Just after Cloris confirmed the contents of the letter, there was a sudden sound of footsteps at the door.

The two girls looked at each other in panic, then quickly hid in the closet and closed the door.

Through the gap in the cabinet, they saw that the doorknob of the bedroom was unscrewed.

Then they saw Tom open the door and come in.

Only then did Eleanor remember that sometimes Tom wouldn't go to watch the Quidditch match because he wasn't interested in it at all.

Seeing the mess in the house, Tom was obviously surprised.Frowning, he walked to Lestrange's cabinet and kicked the books on the floor.

He suddenly squatted down, as if carefully observing something on the ground.

Eleanor felt Cloures grip her arm tightly in the dark.

After about a minute, Tom finally stood up, walked to his bed, patted the edge of the bed and whispered something.

Then Eleanor heard a small hiss echoing Tom's words.

She immediately held her breath, thinking regretfully how she had forgotten such an important thing.

Tom kept a snake in the dormitory, and the snake must have seen what Eleanor and the others did.

Then she watched nervously as Tom straightened up and strode toward the closet with a blank expression.

He must have spotted them.Eleanor could almost hear the beating of her own heart.Her mind kept thinking about how to explain it to Tom later.

Tom walked straight to the front of the wardrobe, and slowly held out his hand.

Cloris let out a short exclamation, and she quickly covered her mouth.

Eleanor knew Tom must have heard.

In the next second, she was surprised to see Tom reach out, opened the cabinet next to them, and took out a thin black coat from inside.

He put on his coat, then turned around and strode out of the bedroom.

Is this over?

Eleanor couldn't believe they were so lucky.

After waiting for about half a minute, the two girls quietly crawled out of the closet.

"He must have spotted us," said Cloures, pale. "I swear I saw that weird smile on his face as he held that dress. But why didn't he expose us?"

"I don't know, maybe he didn't really notice us." Eleanor looked around and said with a sigh, "Anyway, let's clean up quickly and get out of here."