mystery lover

Chapter 66 The Dream of Docking

Realized that what the young man ordered was the choice he would prefer.

After the appetizers were served, just as the two were about to start, an untimely exclamation sounded not far from them.

"Riddle, is it really you?" Gavin Lawrence walked in front of Tom, his words were full of hypocritical suspicion and arrogance, "I thought I was wrong, why are you here?"

After Gavin finished speaking, he naturally saw Oster opposite Tom.

If you get acquainted with him a little more, you will find that Riddle's complexion is not good at the moment.

The boy responded dully.

"Riddle, what's your attitude?" Gavin was never friendly to this roommate, and he had never seen the strange boy opposite Riddle, so he asked directly, "Your friend?"

"En." Tom didn't want to have too much conversation with this roommate, so he replied briefly.

"Your friend??" Gavin repeated in disbelief, and then said suddenly, "Muggles?"

A cramped smile appeared on Gavin's face. In his opinion, the boy opposite was just a Muggle who accompanied Riddle to Diagon Alley to buy textbooks.In recent days, many Hogwarts students have come to Diagon Alley to purchase school supplies for the next year, especially those dirty Mudbloods from the Muggle world. with their Muggle parents to pollute the wizarding lands.

However, the smile on Gavin's face hadn't lasted for two seconds before he began to feel his nose itching, and then seeing Riddle's rare surprise, Gavin felt his face itching more and more... …

"Oh boy, what's wrong with you!"

Other wizards noticed the movement here, and when everyone looked sideways, amidst a burst of laughter, Gavin's entire face had turned into a light green monster's face.

"No, no, no..." Gavin seemed to feel the change on his face, and those huge ears definitely couldn't be his own!

The boy pointed at Riddle in front of him in horror and anger, "You, what did you do! No..."

"Take your hands away." Oster's voice didn't fluctuate too much.

When the boy's voice fell, Gavin's arm was slammed and green began to appear...

"Gavin!" A hurried voice came from the door of the restaurant. Of course, Lawrence wouldn't fail to recognize his son just because someone cast a curse on him. The adult man's expression was a bit gloomy. His only son went to the restaurant to order food first, but when he bought the textbooks Gavin needed and came in, he saw the scene just now.

When the middle-aged wizard came over, Osted's expression also changed slightly.

He didn't like Tom's roommate. Oster remembered that in the dream, the pure-blood boy in front of him was constantly mocking and repelling Tom, while using Tom despicably.

This reminded Oster of what happened to Batty Jr. in Slytherin.

"Hey guy!"

However, when the middle-aged man was about to walk in front of them, a young man at the table next to Tom and Oster stood up and blocked Lawrence's progress.

"Hey, listen, I was just joking with your child. I'm sorry about that." The young man said, the expression on his face seemed to be genuinely apologetic.

Gavin looked at this strange young man and shouted sharply, "No, Dad, it's this damn Mudblood..."

However, before Gavin pointed at Tom again, he was already clasped by the young man next to him, although Gavin, who was holding the troll's head on his head at the moment, looked a little funny.What the boy just said also caused many people in the restaurant to frown.

"Sir, I think we can talk outside, what do you think?" the young man said, but there was no tone of discussion in his tone.

Lawrence's face was already dark at this time, but he had to follow the young man out of the restaurant.

When the young man drove away with the little troll, Osted saw the strange young man wink at him and Tom triumphantly with a settled look before turning around.

"Nosy Gryffindor." Riddle silently took a sip of the thick soup in front of him. After such an accident, the boy seemed a little hungry.

Oster was noncommittal about this, but the boy still smiled, "But he did help us solve a problem, didn't he?"

"Well..." Riddle continued his lunch time, his slightly lowered head concealing the almost uncapturable smile on the corner of the boy's mouth.

Niko really turned the opponent into a troll...

Although /troll/ has always been Riddle's definition of his roommate.

☆, the gift of the palm

After lunch, Oster and Tom went to Lihen Bookstore first.Another episode in between is that when the two went to the counter to check out, the owner of the restaurant told them that the young man before him had already paid for the meal for them.

This made Oster a little surprised, and at the same time, Riddle beside him also had a dark face, and the plan to invite Nico to dinner turned into a bubble.

In the second year, he only needed to buy some textbooks, which made the gold Galleons that Riddle got redundant.

"Nothing to be courteous to." The black-haired boy said this sinisterly, and walked straight out of the restaurant, causing Oster, who was cold by Tom, to shiver uncontrollably.

I always feel that I am the first one to lay down the gun for these words of Tom...

Oster shook his head and trotted after the boy.

In the Lihen Bookstore, Riddle was not in a hurry to choose the textbooks for the second grade, but was attracted by those profound magic books. Oster could easily see the hunger for knowledge in the boy's eyes, which is why he gave The reason Tom sent those books.

He thought Tom would like it.

Finally, when Oster followed the boy out of Lihen Bookstore empty-handed, Oster was then taken into a second-hand bookstore by Tom's familiarity, and watched silently as the boy quickly chose the second grade. textbook.

In fact, Riddle could use the Galleons to buy brand new textbooks, but for some reason, the boy felt that he would need the money again.

Maybe at Christmas he could use them to give Nico a present.Riddle thought silently.

After returning to London from Diagon Alley, walking on this deserted street, this scene looked a little familiar, much like the time when Nicole accompanied him back for the first time.Riddle looked at Nico who was determined to help him hold the textbook, and somehow wanted to laugh.

He almost doubted whether Nicole liked to hold a lot of things like this now, but seeing him walking beside him like this, Riddle felt that his mood was also getting better.Even the gloom of being close to the orphanage has subsided a lot.

"Give it to me, Nico," said the boy, spreading his palms.

"Oh, yes!" Oster replied, but under the boy's puzzled eyes, he pressed his chin against the textbook in his arms, and then took out the ring in his bag with his free right hand.

Putting the ring on the boy's open palm, Oster re-clutched the textbook in his hand.

"This is...?" Riddle looked at the delicate dark yellow copper ring on his palm, and the expression on his face gradually became strange.

Especially after Oster said, "Give it to you!"

"He is not an ordinary ring!" Oster explained excitedly, "This is an invisibility ring. It can make the person wearing it invisible for more than 10 minutes without any external force!"

Oster's words aroused Riddle's interest, and then he heard the boy continue to say, "This is one of the necessary items to escape from the patrolling professor during the Hogwarts night tour, it's amazing, I borrowed it It took five days in Nicholas' lab to make this!"

"Great." Riddle said to the point, but he did not miss the other name mentioned by the boy.

nicholas.

"If you are interested, I can teach you in the future." Oster said, the light in his eyes alternated between light and dark in Riddle's black pupils, "This is not very difficult alchemy..."

This is probably Tom Riddle's first contact with the term alchemy.

"So is this gold?" Riddle picked up the ring in his hand.

This made Osde smile a little embarrassedly, "In theory, most of the ingredients in it are not gold."

"Then it can't be pawned." The boy said, with a trace of regret in his voice.

But this made the boy in front of him widen his eyes. Riddle looked at the boy who was still holding a stack of books. Because of the expression on Nico's face, the black-haired boy's smile gradually widened.

"Tom..." Oster looked at the boy's smile that touched his eyes, and his cheeks suddenly became hot with embarrassment.

It turns out that Tom can joke too...

Riddle looked at the boy in a daze, and slowly clenched the ring on his palm with his fingers.

"I like your gift very much, Nico." Riddle looked at those beautiful eyes, which seemed to hide an intoxicating blue.

"As long as you like it..." murmured softly.

With this boy, everything Oster does seems to be just for Tom Riddle to like.

After apparating back to France, Orster looked at the LeMay couple in the courtyard. It was rare for the two of them to sit and rest together under the vines. Before the boy approached, Nicholas laughed and said, "Nicole, I'm going to see your little friend again."

Regarding Nicholas' words, Oster nodded with a smile.

"Mr. LeMay, Ma'am." Courtesy greetings are essential. Although the LeMays have repeatedly emphasized that they can be called by their names directly, Oster always believes that this is not an act of respecting the elders.

"Come here, kid." Hetty beckoned to the boy, vacating the seat beside him.

After Osted sat next to Hetty, the couple seemed to be very interested in knowing how he got along with Tom, but today Osted didn't seem to want to talk too carefully...

"So that's how it happened." Oster briefly explained today's trip to Diagon Alley.

"So our Niko turned that nasty little Slytherin boy into a little troll...?" Madame Flamel finished, covering her mouth with a handkerchief.

"It's nice to be young." Nicholas said succinctly, and a smile appeared in the eyes of the old wizard.

"Actually, there is one more thing, sir." Oster said, looking at the old man opposite the stone table, "It's the thing you mentioned last time, about going to Hogwarts to study."

"Do you have any ideas, Nico?"

"Well..." Oster paused, "I'm a little worried about Tom, although I know he may not need my protection at all, but if I don't see this boy in the next year..."

It seems to feel a little empty in my heart.

The LeMays looked at each other, and finally Nicholas said with a smile, "Then, I think I can send a letter to Armando Dippet."

Listening to the name in Nicholas' mouth, Oster knew that it was the previous headmaster before Dumbledore's headmaster, that is, the headmaster of Hogwarts in this era.

"Will it be troublesome, sir?" Subconsciously, he still didn't want the other party to be too embarrassing because of his own affairs.

"No, child, in fact, this must not be difficult, even very reasonable." Nicholas said, and handed a Muggle newspaper in front of the boy.

"Europe is already in chaos. Leaving France now is precisely the safest decision. Dippet will understand."

Osted's eyes fell on the newspaper in front of him. Those huge fonts seemed to describe the sufferings that the Muggles were about to face, and the wizarding world seemed not to be spared.

When the boy saw the word Germany.

Oster, who spent most of the time with the LeMays in this quiet manor, was hardly aware of the first-generation Dark Lord in history.

The German Dark Lord named Greenwald Gellert existed in this era.

*****

On September 1939, 9, the German army concentrated a powerful force and launched a "lightning" attack on Poland with the cooperation of a large number of aircraft, tanks and hot weapons.The Polish army retreated steadily, and a large area of ​​land soon fell. At this point, Britain and France declared war on Germany, and the Second World War broke out.

While the Muggle world was being invaded by German fascists, in the same year, Gellert Greenwald, the leader of the German saints, led his followers to officially start the first generation of the Dark Lord to rule the wizarding world.

And in the late summer of 1939, when the Hogwarts Express had once again fulfilled its obligations, Tom Riddle's second year at Hogwarts began.

☆、Mysterious transfer student

When the Hogwarts Express arrived at the Hodmeade terminus, the Floo network in the headmaster's office was also switched on in the fireplace.Following the string of blue flames soaring high, the figure of the boy came out from the fireplace.

"Good evening, Headmaster Dippet. This is Nico Perenelle, meeting you for the first time."

The boy's decent aristocratic etiquette quickly won the favor of the headmaster who graduated from Slytherin House.

"Come on, Nico, Nicholas has already told me about your situation." Dippet walked to the boy with a smile, and gently patted Oster on the shoulder, "Let's go boy, your classmates should We're almost at the auditorium."

Oster followed the headmaster to the direction of the auditorium. Hogwarts looked the same as when he was studying. On the way to the auditorium, Dippet would occasionally ask about the situation of the French wizarding world, but The principal, who was just trying to improve communication with the transfer student, obviously didn't want an answer from the boy.

Finally, outside the auditorium, Dippet handed him over to another professor. After a while, Oster needed to attend the sorting ceremony with the first-year freshmen.In this way, Oster and the professor of herbal medicine beside him stood at the other end of the stairs, but the boy's gaze was focused on the senior students who had already arrived in the auditorium one after another on the other side.

When he found the familiar black-haired boy, the boy's eyes lit up, but soon, Oster also found out that something was wrong with Tom, as well as those Slytherin students walking not far from Tom.

The boy frowned subconsciously. Among the group of Slytherin students, Oster saw the boy who was in the dining room that day.But Tom didn't notice himself, the black-haired boy just walked into the auditorium silently.

"What's the matter, Nico? Have you decided which college to go to?" Noticing the gaze of the boy next to him, Eleanor Thompson, a professor of herbalism, squinted her eyes slightly and said with a smile, "Do you like Hufflepuff? We The kids at the academy are very friendly."

"...Thank you, Professor Thompson." Oster replied politely, but then asked, "How is Slytherin House, Professor?"

"Huh?" Thompson reacted to the young man's question for a while, and the witch answered with a trace of curiosity, "Nicole likes Slytherin? Well... the kids in that academy are also smart and good kids. They are very disciplined. Strong academy..."

Just talking with Professor Thompson, after a while, the first-year students also arrived at the castle.Thompson led the group of young wizards into the auditorium. Oster followed the professor all the time. Although it didn't look obtrusive, several students still noticed the extra boy.

"Who is that?" asked a Slytherin student next to Gavin Lawrence, and when he noticed that Lawrence's eyes were too long on the side of the professor of herbalism, the strange boy walking beside the professor entered In the eyes of these Slytherin students.

He didn't look like a Hogwarts student, and of course he wasn't likely to be a first year given the boy's height.

"The boy with Tom Riddle." Gavin looked at the boy's standing silhouette with unconcealable disgust in his voice, and muttered softly, "Why is he here..."

They had just taught that Tom Riddle from the Muggle world a lesson on the train, and by coincidence, there was another one.

On the long table in Slytherin, Riddle sat in an inconspicuous position as usual. The freshmen's sorting did not arouse the interest of the black-haired boy. Feasibility of different plans for implementation.

After the 'chance encounter' with Gavin Lawrence during the summer vacation, Riddle didn't think that the other party would not come back with revenge in the following time.So when the principal announced that there would be a transfer student from France this year, Riddell raised his head uninterestedly, and glanced at the front of the auditorium.

And at this glance, the black-haired boy felt that his entire body was fixed by a strange magic.

After Principal Dippet's introduction, Orster walked towards the stool with the Sorting Hat on it.After taking the hat in his hand and sitting down, the boy naturally felt a familiar gaze.

After grinning in Tom's direction, Oster put the sorting hat on his head.

The battered hat went on in Osted's mind as it did when the boy put it on for the first time.

"Oh... a boy with pure blood... very good... Salazar likes such a pure little wizard... wait, wait... such a small head is actually lurking a huge The plan? It's a very, very risky thing...let me see...to protect my family? Nice idea...with incredible perseverance and loyalty..."

"Then which college should I go to?" Oster asked.

"Don't worry...let me see again..."

"..." Mr. Sorting Hat is still as diligent as ever.

"Well...very good...Hufflepuff will bring you the peace you most desire!"

"Don't..." Before the Sorting Hat yelled, Oster hurriedly stopped the terrible result.

"Huh? Don't want to go to Hufflepuff?" The Sorting Hat snorted and spoke quickly, "Why?"

"My friend is in Slytherin." They were discussing quietly in their minds. It seemed that Mr. Sorting Hat was very persistent in trying to sort him into Hufflepuff no matter what time it was...

Even Oster was a little depressed.

"Oh... sure enough... quite loyal... then okay... then..."

"Slytherin!!!"

After the sorting hat called out the sorting results, Oster walked towards the long table in Slytherin as he wished. During this period, the boy breathed a sigh of relief.They didn't pay attention to Gryffindor's lost voice, and there were quite a few people who were curious about this mysterious transfer student.

And the long table in Slytherin was also greeted with applause. When the headmaster read out the boy's name, the wizards of these pure-blood families could easily compare Oster-Nicole Perenel with the German The Perenelle family is connected together, especially when the Saints organization in Germany is growing and the Perenelle family is one of the diehard supporters, will the transfer students who come to Hogwarts at this time It will be the adult in Germany who has planted an eyeliner in England, no one knows.

Before that, there was no news at all.

In this case, most Slytherins would choose to make friends with this transfer student.

Of course, after Gavin Lawrence learned of the boy's identity, the fleeting reluctance and annoyance were ignored for the time being.Gavin didn't think that the boy who was with Tom Riddle would have such a... identity.This almost put an end to Gavin's plans to take revenge in school, and he must always be on guard not to be... calculated by the other party.

Before he even knew him, he had already had a bad relationship with someone who was probably a saint. Gavin's eyes looked down with some resentment in it. After all, it was Tom Riddle's fault.

Ignoring the suspicious gazes of others, Oster walked straight to the side of the black-haired boy.

"Aren't you welcome?" The boy said, the corners of his mouth slightly pursed, unable to conceal his good mood.

"Welcome." The moment Oster sat next to him, Riddle quickly withdrew his dazed gaze from seeing the boy's smiling face.

A suspicious red color appeared on the black-haired boy's face, but it was quickly covered up by his usual indifference.

"Why did you come to Hogwarts?" Riddle asked, noticing the concealed or undisguised gazes on the long table.

And those discussions related to the Perenelle family that came from the side just now...

Before this, Riddle had never cared about Nicole's surname.In fact, he didn't want Nico to be watched by so many eyes.

I really hope that this person can only be in front of my eyes.

"Surprise, come to school with Tom." Oster said, pushing the cup full of unknown objects in front of the boy, "A glass of milk every day, don't be careless."

Riddle silently looked at the milk in front of him, speechless for a while, "..."

Tell me where this thing came from.

The author has something to say: Who is responsible for your height, Lord? QAQ

Don't be careless...

☆、Head of Slytherin

On the first night back at Hogwarts, the internal routine of Slytherin College determined the selection of prefects by strength.After dinner, Oster and Tom walked back to the Slytherin dungeon.Along the way, the black-haired boy briefly introduced the terrain of Hogwarts and the changes of the stairs to the teenagers around him.

Oster listened carefully, even though in fact he had walked this road countless times, the voice from his side still made the young man prefer to pretend ignorance rather than miss Tom's serious look.

So when Riddle glanced at the teenager beside him, and saw the strange satisfied expression on Nico's face, Riddle's voice paused, "Nico, do you remember?"

"Remember!" A cheerful voice replied.

"En." Riddle nodded, and the two continued to walk forward. In the corridor, there were students who were also walking towards the Slytherin common room. Riddle told Ni But then fell silent.

Oster looked at the boy beside him, "Tom, are there any good students in the fourth grade?"

When he heard Nico's question, Riddle was stunned for a while, and then replied, "If the reference is you, then unfortunately, no." Riddle thought of the boy's silent and wandless spell that he used so freely.But since Nico asked this question, is he interested in the chief position?

After Tom finished speaking, Oster approached the boy kindly, "Tom, then you say, after I become the chief, if someone comes to trouble you, how about we just beat you back? It's actually practical. It is also a very effective way to teach people with the power and power in your hands..."

Hearing the hey laugh beside his ear, Riddle pursed the corners of his mouth indistinctly.Use power and strength to suppress those people?Sounds like a good idea.But...how did Niko know that someone was making trouble for him?

"Actually, I'm considering your idea." If this accident did not happen, Riddle would have won the title of second-year chief. After all, it would be very difficult to lose to an idiot like Lawrence.But in the auditorium just now, Nicole's appearance obviously interrupted the boy's thinking.

"However, Nico." Riddle paused for a moment, and looked at the boy waiting outside the lounge door, "Although there are no wizards with powerful magic in the fourth grade, the person right in front of you is a troublesome person." .”

At this moment, Abraxas Malfoy was standing outside the door of the common room, and Master Malfoy's gaze fell directly on the boy beside Riddle.

Riddle looked at Malfoy's ostentatious blond hair and friendly smile. After a moment, the black-haired boy looked away indifferently, and said to Nicole beside him, "Abraxas Malfoy, you are in the same grade as you , He was a prefect for the previous three years, and with the Malfoy family around, no one in the same grade would compete with him for the position of prefect."

"That's it..." Oster nodded, and when Abraxas walked towards him, the teenager heard the gentle and pleasant voice, "Nico Perenelle, nice to meet you, I am Abraxas Malfoy."

After finishing speaking, the boy with long platinum-blond hair in front of him stretched out his right hand, which he intended to befriend, to the boy opposite him.

"Hello, Abu." Oster shook the fingers of the blond boy, and quickly let go.Ignoring those scrutinizing eyes, the new transfer student walked into the Slytherin lounge under the guidance of Abraxas.

But even though Osted showed a side that was easy to understand and accept now, the boy's attention to the boy next to him still aroused the doubts of the other Slytherins.

After they all entered the lounge, Oster looked at the room that hadn't changed much.

This is a translucent lounge at the bottom of the lake, with black Gothic marble as its walls, and a transparent semicircle carved out of crystal on the ceiling, with a green glass chandelier attached to it, and you can see the overhead On the sparkling waves.

There is a fireplace on the right hand side after entering the door, with a beautifully carved mantelpiece, and some carved chairs are placed beside it.And the windows on the wall, students in the academy can often see some huge octopuses or strange creatures through it.

And now, in the middle of the waiting room after being cast with the expansion spell, there happened to be a venue for the duel between wizards.

The prefect challenge started in the second grade. When Riddle got rid of the last opponent and walked off the stage, the black-haired boy looked at the two people who seemed to be having a good conversation, and a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his black eyes. Joy.

"Nico." Riddle's voice dropped several pitches when he walked to Nico's side.

"Tom, you're awesome!" Oster looked at Tom who was approaching, and naturally leaned towards the boy, but his attention was always on the boy.

And after feeling Nico's movements, Riddle's original cold expression seemed to relax a bit, and it was no longer tense as before.However, this small change still aroused the interest of Abraxas who had been standing aside.

Abraxas looked at the black-haired boy next to Nicol Perenelle. He was on the stage just now. The magical power displayed by this boy named Tom Riddle and his control over the spell are far away. Surpassed peers and even some senior students.

But before that, Abraxas never heard about the No. 1 boy in the first grade who had no background but was sorted into Slytherin after last year's final exam. Received more outstanding messages for him to pay attention to the boy.

But now it seems that this Tom Riddle is obviously hiding his strength.Seeing Perenelle's emphasis on Tom Riddle again, Abraxas thought interestingly, but he didn't know how much this boy named Riddle was hiding, and Nico Perenelle...

Thinking of what the boy just whispered in his ear, Abraxas narrowed his gray eyes slyly.

Tom Riddle, who hides his strength, and this mysterious transfer student, Nico Perenelle.Abraxas thought excitedly, it seems that his life at Hogwarts will become more interesting.

After the chief of the third grade was selected, the boy with platinum blonde hair walked to the duel ring first.This is the demeanor of Abraxas as the previous chief.He can accept the opponent's wheel battle, of course, the premise is that someone really dares to provoke Master Malfoy's displeasure.

Riddle glanced at Nico who was beside him, and asked calmly, "What were you talking about just now?"

"I asked Abu, how would the chief of the fourth grade give me." Oster said without any sense of shame.

"...and then." Riddle resisted the urge to touch his forehead, although in his opinion, even if they really faced each other, Malfoy would definitely not be Nico's opponent.

"He said yes."

"...What about the conditions?"

"It's all for the glory of Slytherin, does that count?" Oster said, blinking innocently at the boy beside him.

"So he was tricked by you like this?" Riddle was already thinking about how much Nicola knew about Slytherin unexpectedly.

"It's not a trick..." Oster tried the last round of sophistry. He really hoped that Slytherin would develop in a good direction...

It would be best if it could disrupt someone's rise.

"I believe in you." Riddle said nonsense with his eyes open indifferently.

Osted glanced at the boy's obviously suspicious expression, thinking with some worry that Tom has learned to say such words against his will, which is not a good sign! ! !

and.

When the boy carried the black-haired boy on his back to the duel ring, Osted smiled inexplicably at the corner of his mouth.

Where is the man who is said to have studied at Hogwarts at the same time as Lucius' father, Abraxas Malfoy...

☆, the new school year begins

The duel between Oster and Abraxas was undoubtedly very exciting, completely surpassing the level of fourth graders. In fact, it seems that the two are almost on a par at present.

Only Riddle in the corner looked hesitantly at the brown-haired boy who obviously didn't try his best and seemed more like completing a gorgeous show with his opponent.

The fourth-year Chief Challenge ended with the transfer student's slightly superior dueling skills.

However, this didn't end there. Riddle looked at the young man standing on the dueling platform. The light in the Slytherin common room was never bright, but Nicol seemed to have a more attractive power than light.

The momentary fascination and yearning revealed in Riddle's black eyes gradually subsided when the boy was almost everyone's attention.

Listen calmly. When the transfer student didn't understand Slytherin's internal system as an excuse, Riddle found that he was not surprised when the transfer student didn't understand Slytherin's internal system as the chief of the fourth year. And tolerance, after all, Niko's modest hope that Malfoy can guide him is not annoying, is it.

Even his sincere attitude has won the favor of most people, including Malfoy. Just look at the tacit cooperation and demeanor of the two on stage. This is not common in Slytherin.

However, Riddle's mood was not clear, and the black-haired boy's complexion gradually became gloomy from the indifference at the beginning, although in the eyes of outsiders, the new chief of the second grade had always been so indifferent and withdrawn.

It wasn't until Nico came back to him and offered to share a dormitory with him that Riddle dryly said a word of congratulations, and nodded in agreement with Nico's proposal. After all, the chief is still a bit privileged, isn't he? The behavior of insisting on being with Tom Riddle in the single dormitory still made Nico's new friend Abraxas take a few more glances at the dark-haired boy.

And Riddle's first night in the second grade was spent in his own inexplicable and weird mood all night.

In the middle of the night, the boy got up and looked at the young man who had fallen asleep not far away from him. The clean face that had only appeared in his dreams a few months ago was now incredibly close to him.

After lying down again, Riddle, who tossed and turned all night, finally closed his eyes.

before he becomes strong enough

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