HP Wendy's crossing running account

Wendy felt in a daze that things were about to happen.

She was so hungry that her stomach hurt, and she tried desperately to wake up and find something to eat, but she couldn't wake up no matter what.The limbs were as heavy as lead.There seemed to be a big rock in her chest, pressing her back into reality again.

She struggled just enough to grasp the few thoughts that crossed her mind:

Practicing magic when you are hungry is really dead...

I hope that when someone comes to deliver the food, they will find out that something is wrong, otherwise they will really die...

It's a pity that the experiment on lasers has not been completed. She had already thought about it. The next step is to control the propagation direction, polarization, and phase of photons, so that lasers can be produced, and high-temperature diamond-cutting lasers can be easily produced. Then What a killer...

Really, not reconciled...

She still has so many plans...

Wendy regained consciousness again, awakened by the warmth in her mouth.

This soft, familiar earthy smell is salted egg custard.Wendy couldn't help but want to shed tears, she seemed to have returned to a familiar country and a familiar era, with a kind grandma by her side, or a mother who hadn't closed herself yet.

Spoonful, spoonful...

Wendy swallowed hard, and a warm current flowed from her full stomach to her whole body.Something began to work in the body, quickly consuming the energy that had just been taken in, transforming it into a strange sense of satisfaction.

This was the first time Wendy felt the magic power in her body.

She quietly felt this power forming in the body, moving and spreading along the blood vessels and lymph, bringing joy to the cells wherever it went.

Only in the coronary arteries of the heart is it particularly difficult.When Wendy used her will to force the magic power through, it even brought a sharp pain.

"what--"

Wendy sat up from the bed all of a sudden, her pale forehead was covered with cold sweat, and her heart was beating "Puff" as if resisting something.

Susan next to her put the tray heavily on the table, and the spoon and the empty bowl smashed together and made a "bang".

Wendy was startled again, she quickly turned her head following the voice, and looked at Susan with big lolita eyes.

Susan's sophistication added a bit of sternness, she glanced at Wendy, and let out a cold snort from her nose: "If you are not in good health, be obedient and don't make trouble! Do not trouble others!"

"Susan~" Wendy's eyes were full of tears, "Hungry~ I must have not eaten for three days." Seeing that Susan was silent, she added: "Susan~ I know you are the best for me~"

The tall and thin woman tried her best to keep her face sullen, but she still couldn't maintain her hard expression.

Ten minutes later, Wendy walked out of her second dormitory - the infirmary, patted her belly.Then……

I saw a suspicious figure flashing past the corner.

Wendy turned a corner lightly, and sure enough, she saw a boy with a black fluffy head hanging down.Seeing her, he quickly hid something in his hand behind his back, pouted his mouth at the same time, and deliberately looked away, his expression was so... sinister.

Wendy blinked and quickly walked around behind him.

Although he reacted quickly and turned 180 degrees to block his hand, Wendy had already seen it clearly—the boy was holding a piece of dry bread tightly in his hand, and his fingers were deeply sunken because of the tight grip .

"This is for me." Wendy said firmly.

There was a mocking smile on the corner of the boy's mouth: "Unfortunately, you don't need it. I almost forgot, you are Aunt Susan's beloved little apple..." [1]

"I'm still hungry." Wendy interrupted him.

"What... what?"

"Let's be half of us."

"Can……"

"Susan's is Susan's, and Tom's is Tom's. It doesn't matter whether something is good or not, what matters is the heart." Wendy said seriously.

"..." Tom didn't speak at the beginning, his neck was suspiciously pink, and Wendy took the bread out of his hand, split it in two, and stuffed half of it back into his hand.

It was a late winter morning, and Little Tom and Little Wendy were sitting side by side on the first step of the stairs, eating bread.Sunlight slanted in from the back window, coating the whole picture with a layer of gold.

"I picked potatoes for Aunt Nancy for half the morning, and this piece of bread is a reward from her." Tom was a little out of words, "We, don't we..."

Wendy looked up at him aggrievedly: "You haven't apologized to me about the stairs yet."

"But you've eaten my bread." Tom blushed.

(It turns out that the bread is an apology gift, but child, do you think that you don’t need to apologize if you give material compensation?)

"It's two different things. I'm grateful for the bread. But you haven't apologized to me about the stairs." Wendy's expression was very sincere, "And the biggest problem with the stairs is: if you change it to something else A child with magical powers, he or she could literally break a neck."

The flush on Tom's face receded, and he kept his mouth shut.

Wendy's heart sank.If she couldn't develop his sense of respect for life at such a young age, then she simply gave up the "Three Views Education Plan" and directly prepared to implement the "Physical Destruction Plan".

The more another thought turned in her mind, the firmer Wendy's face became.She looked intently into Tom's face.It was a tough battle at the beginning, and it turned out that the three views were not so easy to break.

As a result, Tom was only silent for a few seconds before he said, "I'm sorry."

Ga?What about the protracted war?She is ready to develop into a cold war.

"I won't do such a dangerous thing in the future." Tom's bun face was serious.

Merlin you're kidding!Such a pure and innocent person must not be Voldemort!

But, you should... you can trust him.

Wendy smiled with crooked eyebrows, she was so happy to win the first high ground. O(∩_∩)O~~ She stretched out her right hand: "I am Wendy Carter."

Tom suddenly felt that getting along with a "true and upright" little friend like Wendy did not have a flavor of suddenly being enlightened.He hooked the corner of his mouth, which seemed to be a foreshadowing of the future. He stretched out his hand to grab the small and soft paw, and his mood improved: "My name is Tom Riddle."

"So, you just admitted that you have that ability?" Tom's eyes flashed expectantly.

Wendy smiled very girlishly: "Do you mean this?" She stretched the five fingers of her left hand upwards, and a pencil was leisurely suspended 1.5 inches above the palm of her hand.

Tom's eyes lit up.As soon as his eyes moved, the pencil that was hanging on Wendy's palm slowly flew towards Tom.

Wendy was in a hurry, and was counting on it to write formulas.Glaring, the pencil flew back and hit her stomach.It made her sit unsteadily on the ground, and she burst into tears from the pain.

Tom had a flustered expression on his face: "Did you hurt yourself?"

Wendy sobbed and put the pencil back into her pocket, and stood up with tears in her eyes: "I'm fine." She was indeed fine, and the momentary pain quickly subsided.

Tom probably felt that the flustered look was a bit embarrassing, and curled his lips in a concealed manner: "Your ability is good. But—your body that faints at every turn is really too weak."

Wendy: (⊙o⊙) "You mean to protect me?"

"..."

(Tom: How did your mind turn to "I want to protect you"?)

(Wendy: Of course I'm not narcissistic to such an extent, isn't this to seize every opportunity to teach you the three views? Am I easy?)

Wendy lowered her head in frustration, and whispered, "Isn't it... Tom is stronger than me, shouldn't Tom protect me..."

(The strong should protect the weak, not abuse, boy)

"Charlie didn't protect us either."

"But Billy will protect Dennis."

Tom seemed to have realized something strange, and proudly puffed out his small chest: "Because you are too weak, as the boss, I will protect you as much as I can."

Wendy knew that according to Tom's script, she should put on an adoring star here, but in fact she was too embarrassed to say anything. (Young man, when did I say I want to recognize you as the boss? I don’t want to be a Death Eater at all, okay?)

Neither Tom, who was proud and proud with his small chest, nor Wendy, who was jiongjiong, had been staring at them from the dark with a pair of blue eyes for an unknown amount of time.The corners of the woman's mouth were raised meaningfully, and the expression on her face was unfathomable.

[1] The usage of apple in English means the same as little baby, little sweetheart or something.It has nothing to do with the brainwashing divine comedy "Little Apple".

The author has something to say:

Every time I write about Tom, I can't help but complain in the voice-over.

I don't know if my little Tom is... suitable.In fact, it is quite difficult to grasp, some bad seedlings show up, but they still look innocent.It's really hard.If there are any serious problems, please give your opinions.