Can HP Diary Help Me Pass NEWTs?

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It turns out that man is far more adaptable than he thinks.

"You surprised me, Tom," said Pauline, lying on Riddle's back and putting her arms around his neck vainly, in a condescending tone he never liked, "I thought you'd be like Like last time, I was so angry that my face turned red, and I stared at me with wide eyes."

Riddle had to admit that his calm face was almost distorted by her words.He could only be thankful that Pauline wasn't standing opposite him, otherwise she would have seen the clue and laughed at him fiercely - just thinking about that scene made it even more difficult for him to restrain his emotions.

"I'm afraid your knowledge of me is still a long time ago." Riddle said in a flat voice, "If I really don't want to accept your request, I will use my wand to resolve our differences, not Vent my rage on you impotently."

Pauline fell silent briefly at his words.

After Riddle finished speaking, he was waiting for Pauline's counterattack, but he waited for a while, but he didn't get anything, which both confused him and didn't know why, and made him feel tight in his chest, and even couldn't help holding his breath —When he realized this, his face became rather annoyed.

He wanted to look back at Pauline's expression and figure out what she was thinking, but Riddle forced himself to give up the idea.

They walked out of the Astronomy Tower quietly.

The magnificent sunlight covered Hogwarts with a veil and kissed everyone tenderly.The hustle and bustle came from a distance, mixed with the wind and the rustling of leaves, and became an insignificant bottom note.

—at least to them, it doesn't matter.

"So," Pauline pressed against Riddle's back, her voice was soft, as if it could be blown away by any gust of wind, as if she was sharing with him a secret that was only known to them, from her lips, Finally, he heard, "As long as I am the one who asks...you are willing?"

Riddle didn't speak.

With Pauline on his back, he walked quietly towards the Ravenclaw Tower along the path by the lawn, and the din of the students had become more and more distinct.

Pauline was silent with him for a long time, until they turned the corner and were about to walk down the same road as the returning students.

"Well," she put her chin on Riddle's neck, and said in an unpredictable tone next to his ear, "I have to admit, Tom, you are really good at making people treat you..." She paused for a moment, and this brief gap was enough to slow Riddle's heartbeat. He was eager to know what happened to her, even though with Pauline's character, it was likely to be another humiliation of trying to get him.

But Pauline seemed to know that he was unbearable, she stayed there slowly for a long time, until they met the students returning from Hogsmeade head-on, and were bombarded by the excited roar of the latter's wide-eyed eyes, then quickly He whispered in his ear, "—fascinated."

Riddle almost suspected that he had misheard Pauline over the din of booing.

He jerked his head back, clutching the crook of her leg, trying to confirm what she had just said, but Pauline laughed briskly, leaned over prepared, and pressed her smooth cheek against his profile , hugging him so intimately that he couldn't turn his head to look at her.

Riddle stopped abruptly.

His expression changed rapidly, and suddenly, amidst all the stealing eyes, he let go of Pauline's hand around the crook of the leg.

He turned around and stretched out his hand, just to support Pauline who was staggering unpreparedly. He grabbed her waist forcefully, letting her lean into his arms in an intimate posture, leaving nothing behind. a little gap.

Pauline stared at him in surprise.

But Riddle explained nothing.

He raised his hand, put it on the back of her neck, lowered his head flatly, and pressed her lips almost roughly. Pauline pushed him lightly, but instead of pushing him away, he made him hug her even harder. , tight.Amidst the excited booing, he kissed her deeply as if no one else was there.

Even among their countless deep kisses, this one was the most thrilling.

This is not a kiss full of roughness, viciousness and toughness, on the contrary, among their countless kisses in the past, there has never been such a lingering kiss, but don't get me wrong, this does not mean that it is gentle and harmless, on the contrary Like a snake letter wrapped in honey, it cunningly tempts, seduces, and seizes until they kiss each other and reach the boundary of reason in a daze.

All the students around had already disappeared, and there were only him and her on the open flat ground, leaning close together, and each other's panting could not overwhelm their own heartbeats.

They didn't speak for a long time.

"You're too cunning." In the silence, it was Pauline who spoke first. She leaned back slightly and opened the distance between their chests, but Riddle's waist was still held by Riddle, obviously he was there In front of her, she tilted her head to look at other places, as if there was something worth studying in those empty lawns and castles that she was tired of seeing long ago, she snorted softly, "You don't think you don't have to carry me back like this Is it Winclaw Tower?"

This was perhaps the most nonsensical thing Riddle had heard Pauline say since they had known each other.

This made him smile subtly.

He should have said something at this time, whether it was arrogance or sarcasm, just like what she had done to him countless times, he still won the round after all, and it was his turn to be proud.But his heart was beating violently in his chest, making him silent, hesitating and daring not to open his mouth. Inexplicably, Riddle actually had a kind of fearful avoidance about this, he was not sure what he would say once he opened his mouth. The sarcasm of the victor, or some... stupid words.

Pauline looked back at him before he could make up his mind.

"I want to go back," she said, pushing him unceremoniously, breaking free from his arms, and looking at him with folded arms, "everyone is gone, you don't want to spend the night with me outside the castle Bar?"

There was no expression on Riddle's face.

He fixed Pauline with a cold, subtle look, as if weighing her.

"Then you come up." He said in a dry tone.

Pauline lay on his back and walked through the small half of the castle. Occasionally, she met groups of students and greeted them with laughing eyes, but none of them spoke, and there was no communication at all until they reached the Ravenclaw tower. .

"Pauline!" Someone saw them, their eyes lit up suddenly, almost ignoring Riddle, and waved at her violently, "Come quickly, we can't answer the questions!"

Riddle immediately gave Pauline a cold look.

He swore that if she dared to leave him here like this...he would make her pay the price.

"Wait for me a while." Pauline quickly tugged at his sleeve, dropped a word hastily, and ran towards her classmates without looking back.

Riddle stared after her for a long moment.

He was going to turn around and leave, to let her know that he was not someone who could order him, but he felt that it would be a lack of confidence to leave, so he might as well stay and see what else she could say.

He stood there expressionless, every second and every gaze seemed like a long torment, which made him irritable, and he reached into his pocket several times, slowly stroking his wand.

Before Riddle's meager patience came to an end, Pauline's figure reappeared in front of the bronze door knocker.

He paused, stopped the steps that were about to turn and leave, and watched her walk slowly towards him coldly.

"Didn't think you were really waiting for me," said Pauline, looking at him from one side.

Riddle's face twisted slightly.

"Maybe I just want to see what other lies you can make up to confuse me." He said coldly, staring at her closely, and sneered, "Otherwise what do you think?"

Pauline's light and agile gaze swept over his face.

"Looks like," she said, looking so hard that Riddle couldn't tell what she was thinking just by looking at her at the moment, "you've decided I'll never have a good conversation with you?"

"Is there any other possibility?" Riddle asked coldly.

Pauline smiled slightly.

"Tom," she softly called his name, approached him actively, stopped a step away from him, and looked into his eyes steadily, "So, have you never established an intimate relationship with anyone? "

Her words were taken as the most peaceful humiliation.

Riddle's face twisted.

He denies it almost as soon as she utters the last word, "Of course I have…"

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Riddle was completely irritated by her, and he stared at her viciously.

——What does she know?Who does she think she is?Why should she criticize him wantonly?What's the point of intimacy?With nothing to gain from it but restraint and stupidity, she...

"If you think you know me—"

"Ability can be developed and experience can be accumulated," Pauline said, and she said it bluntly. "Only fear can be overcome unless the strong are strong—of course, some cowards can only run around with their heads in their hands and hide in front of fear all their lives. It's not surprising."

Riddle stared at her coldly.

"What the hell are you trying to say?" he said.

Pauline was silent for a while.

"I'd like to say," she said in a matter-of-fact tone, "that if you're really not afraid, let's have a relationship."

silence.

Riddle froze, expressionless on his face, but his eyes darted rapidly from one to the other of Pauline's, as if trying to see in one that she was lying, or mocking.

"Dating?" he repeated softly.

Pauline looked at him of course.

"You mean, you and I—are in love?"

"Otherwise who do you want to be with?" she asked.

Riddle stood there expressionless.

He gave Pauline a deep, clear, deliberate look, the look of some rapacious and ferocious beast, almost creepy.

"Of course," he stared at Pauline so intently and greedily that it almost made his handsome face hideous, "I think there is no more suitable choice than this, Pauline."

The author has something to say:

TR has never had an intimate relationship with anyone. This kind of relationship that would give away a part of himself would make him very insecure, so falling in love still depends on Pauline.

Riddle, no (pointing)

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