HP Wendy's crossing running account

Abraxas looked dull, the stench from the basilisk's mouth was still lingering at the tip of his nose, and the heavy beating of his heart made his eardrums ache.He knelt on the ground and looked at Tom through the green mist and steam, a Tom who was a complete stranger.There is no studiousness in the classroom, no slickness in daily life, only the sharpness that is no longer concealed after many illusions recede, like the fangs of a basilisk emerging from the darkness.

It wasn't the first time he had seen Tom like this.

As early as a year ago, he had witnessed this person of his age intimidating all beings.Blake's pride, pure-blood cuddling, or the intrigue that exhausted him both physically and mentally, all became children's play games at the moment when Tom showed his strength.

Tom Riddle is the heir of Slytherin.

This realization hit his brain crazily, washing away the remaining effects of the Forgetting Curse.It took him a whole year to wake up from a dream.After the mirror flowers and water moons dissipate, only the creepy truth remains.Tom Riddle is the heir of Slytherin, and for some reason he hides that fact.

Abraxas pursed his lips tightly. He followed Tom, found the secret room, confirmed his guess, was exposed face to face, and was finally rescued by luck.All excuses are superfluous in this situation.

Tom played with the yew wand deftly, and cast his deep eyes on Malfoy.The basilisk circled and came back behind him, its huge size and brightly colored scales a stark contrast to its submissive demeanor.The rats in the sewer were in trouble, and in just a few minutes, their nests and cubs entered the belly of the snake without even a sound of chewing.

"Speak, say what you have to say." Tom's tone was indifferent, he seemed to know everything, and he seemed to disdain to know everything.

Abraxas clenched his hands into fists, not resisting, but nervous. "I... I remembered... you can speak snake, you, you turned the sculpture in the lounge into a real snake," he said more and more smoothly, "you are a descendant of Slytherin, I think you must Know how to open the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets, so, so I'll follow you. I'll wake up when you and Black get up tonight."

"Why did you find the Chamber of Secrets?" Alphard, who was leaning on the stone pillar as the background board, suddenly said, "Abu, you don't really believe that there are treasures in the Chamber of Secrets, do you? Even if Slytherin left something behind," Alphard's lips moved towards The basilisk nodded, "It doesn't belong to you either."

Abraxas looked at Tom with burning eyes, his lips twitched a few times, and finally lowered his head amidst the other's indifferent expression.

Tom stroked the basilisk's body, thinking about Malfoy's words. "anything else?"

"what?"

"Let me warn you, Potions class."

Abraxas's face flushed instantly, and then he said quickly like a broken can, "I heard Nott asked Lestrange and Avery to steal that Ravenclaw treasure chest, I will I followed you secretly and saw that you had dropped the boxes and entered the Potions classroom. I looked in through the crack of the door but I was startled by the female ghost before I could see anything clearly, and then I ran away. I don’t think I Sorry, everyone in the dormitory participated and only I was excluded..."

There was a hint of stubbornness on his face, he was no longer afraid of the basilisk, and he closed his eyes as if he was letting himself be dealt with.However, he waited in the dark for a long time, but he didn't wait for the basilisk to give him a happy one.

"Hey, what are you waiting for? Come up soon, and plan to spend the night in the secret room?"

Abraxas opened his eyes, and saw that Riddle and Black were already sitting on the head of the basilisk. The top of the giant snake's head was flat, and with a squeeze, another little wizard could sit down.Tom was reaching down toward him.

Malfoy's young boy had sloppy steps, climbing up the slippery snakeskin while half falling and half dragging.

"I was flying on a snake." Abraxas was still in a trance until he rode the basilisk up the water pipe and returned to the girls' bathroom on the third floor.

The secret of the Chamber of Secrets has been cracked.The mystery of voyeurism was also solved together.

Tom rubbed his temples once and for all.Is Malfoy really innocent?Is it just out of pure childlike curiosity, or is there another purpose hidden?Or was he really so lucky to escape the eyes and ears of the saints?Furthermore, if it is Malfoy who has been spying on him, is there really a saint's eyes and ears in this school?

Wendy is a strong advocate of conspiracy theories. "Matthew and Vivienne haven't heard from them yet. Before the disappearance case comes to light, I will vote for 'remain vigilant'—is there any gain in the secret room?"

"Meet a stammer who speaks Parseltongue," Tom said. "It's still a big eater, so it's not easy to raise. I let it continue to hibernate."

"It sounds pitiful." Wendy said slowly, "Its value has not yet been realized."

Tom showed a clear expression, and a glass bottle flew towards Wendy, with two basilisk scales inside.

The girl smiled sweetly, and put the glass bottle in her pocket.

"I made you happy, but what about your Christmas present?"

Wendy took out two black leather notebooks from her schoolbag and handed one of them to Tom. "In special times, I think practical tools are better than flashy things."

Tom raised his eyebrows: "Practical? Muggle notebook?"

Wendy took a quill pen and wrote a sentence on the first page of her notebook: "Hello World!" Surprisingly, the ink was absorbed by the paper, and the notebook was blank.Immediately afterwards, letters emerged from Tom's notebook one by one. "Hello World!"

"Ooh." Tom whistled, and wrote "Higirl" under "Hello World."

Wendy ignored such low-end teasing, and continued to write in the notebook: "The principle is borrowed from the double-sided mirror, which is compatible with ink, pencil and ball pen. The partition wall has ears, and the writing is more concealed. Don't worry about leaving evidence in black and white. The text will automatically disappear within 3 minutes after exposure to light. In addition, additional defense measures can be added to the notebook case. "

Tom buried his head in writing: "I should introduce you to Dick, the intelligence services of the British Empire need you."

Wendy didn't answer the words, but smiled slightly, revealing two dimples, closed the notebook and left in the bag.

To put it bluntly, these two notebooks are only used to send and receive text messages, but it really took her a lot of thought.She can't enter the Response Room now, and it's inconvenient to do research and create inventions.But Tom seemed to have found a fun thing, and wrote many unspeakable things in his notebook.

"Did you already know that there is no one in the secret room?"

"Did you steal ice cream behind my back again?"

"Malfoy said he had nothing to do with the disappearance, do you believe him?"

"You stayed up late yesterday, I knew you were dishonest."

"You already have someone you suspect, right?"

"The students from Christmas vacation are back today. Is the person you suspect among them?"

……

Most of the time, Wendy ignored his harassing text messages, and was really forced into a corner, so she splashed colorful ink on the notebook.Seeing the bright and colorful pieces gradually appearing in the notebook, Tom leaned on his chair and smiled, his brows and eyes were gentle and turned all sentient beings, causing Alphard beside him to look sideways frequently.

Tom has been in a good mood since the beginning of the spring semester, and his steps are brisk even in flying lessons, which he doesn't like.It's spring, with a night of spring breeze, most of the snow has melted, and you can vaguely see the sprouting greenery near the guard hut of the hunting ground.Tom and Alphard were at the end of the Slytherin line, and walked on to the Quidditch pitch with their broomsticks.

"Because the two missing students are members of the Quidditch team, the game has been delayed. It is said that this year's Quidditch Cup will be cancelled." Alphard told Tom with regret.

Tom covered his eyebrows with his hands and looked at the bright sunshine: "There have been no new missing persons for three months. It's strange——"

Suddenly a little wizard bumped into Tom and interrupted Tom's words.Tom pulled the panicked little man away from his chest, his two flying eyebrows furrowed. "Malcolm? Why are you here? Tomorrow is the first-year flight class."

Malcolm McGonagall's black curly hair was messy and fluffy, and his eyes were full of panic.After a quarter, he looked thinner instead, and he didn't have the energy to go to camp happily in the past, like a frightened bird.

"I... I... Mr. Riddle..."

"Is something wrong?"

He dawdled for a long time, and his fingers almost poked a hole in the clothes. "I... have something to tell you." The voice was as soft as a mosquito.

The whistle of assembly was heard from a distant place.

Tom had to let go of Malcolm: "It's time for us to go to class, and I'll hear from you later."

By letting go, Tom lost the opportunity to hear Malcolm speak.

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