Vodai Ecstasy

15

In the short life of 15 years that Stian has lived, the first friend he made was Tom Marvolo Riddle, and the first activity he fell in love with was the Quidditch game.

The former is Hogwarts' most beloved top student, the latter the most popular sport in the wizarding world.Both would make him proud for a long time.

Before Stian was 11, no one thought he would be sorted into Slytherin, until the moment before the Sorting Hat shouted his house, Stian and his family knew that he would be sorted into Hufflepuff Qi firmly believes in this conjecture.So when the voice of the hat just fell, he ran to the Dean Badger's table in a daze, the students wearing brown ties were stunned for a while, and the students under the green flag covered their hands own face.

Probably really embarrassing.

So when Stian ran back to the banner of the silver-green courtyard again, the autumn wind picked up, and the welcome avenue paved with flowers was only left with dead branches and fallen leaves. He lowered his head and sat in the corner silently, preparing to spend the transparent The seven years of school career.

In fact he did almost halfway there.

Except for the title of "Traitor of the Badger Yard", almost no one has called him a correct name. Even in a planting class, the professor of Hufflepuff frowned at him without hesitation: "Which Slytherin are you wearing?" Student uniforms?"

Naturally, there was another laughter without any surprises. The children in the Snake Yard laughed very happily, and a few of them even covered their stomachs and rolled on the ground without any image.

The professor's belated apology was also buried in the raging laughter.

He'd been to the headmaster's office, looking for the dirty hat, but the former told him there was always a reason for the Sorting Hat, and the latter told him it thought Slytherin was more suitable for the boy.So he suppressed his desire to transfer to another hospital until the third grade.

Riddle, who was in the third year, was already a well-known rising star at Hogwarts, and Stian never thought that he could have an intersection with this boy who was the topic of everyone's mouth, except for sharing the same class.

But in fact, when he was curled up in the corridor leading to the top attic of the castle, racking his brains to do potions class exercises, a gentle and cold voice came from behind him: "Excuse me, Stian?"

He turned his head in surprise, the black-haired Riddle stood behind him and looked down at him, with a gentle and polite smile on his face, the sky light came through the small window on the wall, and gently sprinkled on the side of the boy, Stian It is impossible to describe that feeling. If there is a holy light in the world, he believes that it should be what he saw at that time.

"...you know my name?"

Surprised, the boy forgot to move, and just asked stupidly. Riddle raised his eyebrows and explained in a good temper: "Of course I know every Slytherin's name, let alone you are at the same level as me."

He lowered his eyes slightly: "Are you doing your potion class homework? There is something wrong with your mixing method. Specifically, you can go to the library to check the amount of bezoar. It will be really difficult to think about it here."

Stian nodded foolishly, and then he remembered that Riddle originally wanted him to get out of the way. He hurriedly stood up, but the movement was too fast, and the corridor was too narrow. Roll to the abyss outside the corridor, scrambling to make a chic and unrestrained free fall towards that black hole, hoping that there is no unlucky ghost standing below.

Stian's face turned pale in an instant, and he covered his eyes in fear. After waiting for a long time, he didn't hear the unexpected sound of falling.

He tried to open his eyes slowly, and the stationery floated safely in mid-air. Riddle held up his wand, and his mouth was tightly pursed. He didn't know whether he wanted to laugh or be disgusted. The boy didn't say anything, just waved his wand to let them all return to safety. position, and then walked past Stian.

Stian didn't ask him what he was doing on such a tall tower alone, and Riddle didn't explain either.

But after that, Stian finally learned to muster up the courage to ask Riddle about the problem. This always gentle top student patiently explained to him all afternoon.In the end, Stian held his dizzy mind and the exercise book that Riddle had rewritten from beginning to end with his pen, and asked as a matter of course: "Can you be my friend?"

The black-haired boy was packing his belongings, and he smiled in surprise when he heard this: "Of course."

Since then, Riddle has had an extra follower named Stian, but it seems that he doesn't mind what kind of people he has around him. It should be thanks to Riddle's friend, Stian's name also Gradually changed from "Traitor of the Badger Yard" back to the normal name.

It's just that he never seemed to notice that since he spent the whole afternoon with this top student, Riddle never seemed to read a book in the common room again.

As for Stian's love for Quidditch, it's because he has loved it passionately since he knew about it.When he was not allowed to touch the broom, he liked to ride the family wooden horse, let it fly up a foot or two and then fall down.When he was finally able to sign up for the academy team, he charged into the crowd in high spirits, only to lose out.

It's okay, he reassured himself.It's because his skills are not as good as others. If he practice for two more years, he will definitely be able to do it.

God rewarded him, and at the next House draft, he finally became an honorable... stand-in for the Slytherin team.

At any rate, the substitute could have training opportunities, so he worked harder to train his flying skills. On the premise that all the players were in good shape, he finally managed to advance to the No. [-] position. At that time, the team parachuted a Seeker——Tom Riddle.

In fact, it is not completely unexpected. Riddell's flying skills have already emerged when he first sat on the broomstick. The dean had the idea of ​​letting him join the team as a freshman. Riddle sternly rejected it on the grounds that rules are not made to be broken.When Riddle was in the second grade, the captain went to look for him again. The little boy silently took out his wallet, and Chen Ken said: "Look, I really want to participate, but my money is only enough for the most basic living expenses. The pile of old brooms at school won’t be of much use in the game.” Even though Captain Slytherin offered to borrow a broom from someone else, Riddle seriously refused, with various reasons, and the captain couldn’t find it if he succeeded. To Bei felt that he was really infringing on other people's legitimate property ownership.So when he was in the third grade, the captain bought a broomstick for Riddle with the pocket money he had saved for a year, and grabbed him out of the mountain like looking at the thatched cottage.

Tom Riddle officially joined the Slytherin team in his third year, and Stian became a substitute again. He didn't know whether he was more happy or sad.

With Riddle participating in the game, Slytherin has almost maintained a 100% winning rate. Riddle can always catch the Golden Snitch with excellent eyesight, fast speed and various unexpected ways.By the end of the first term, Slytherins were almost unbeatable in the school game.

Just when Stian had turned grief and anger into motivation to watch the ball, Riddell suddenly quit the team.

The reason is simple, he broke an arm in a training match, and the broom that the captain gave him along with his body was smashed to pieces.After Riddle recovered, he apologized earnestly to the captain, rebuffed his idea of ​​sending another broom, and then officially withdrew from the team.

He fell so fast that no one could even see what happened. They only saw the boy fall from a very high altitude. Fortunately, the wizard's self-protection ability and the hurried rescue of his classmates made him relax a little when he landed, otherwise he would be broken. It wasn't just the arm that was missing.

Later, with Riddle retiring as the background, the substitute Stian finally took off the prefix of substitute and became the goalkeeper of the team, even though he always felt that when he really entered the team, his excitement was far away. lower than imagined.

But looking at Riddle's still calm look, he thought, maybe Riddle didn't care that much, or it was just his wishful thinking that he didn't care.

Anyway, no one could guess what Riddle was thinking except himself.

The older he got, the less Stian went to Riddle. He didn't know why. Anyway, Riddle's homework would be placed in a fixed place in the common room after finishing it. This has become a Slytherin An open secret.

More often, Riddle would ask someone to talk to him, most of them asked him where to do something, he didn't know what Riddle's reason was, he just thought, since Riddle asked him to If he does, he will try his best to do it well.

In fact, he can rarely find Riddle. The boy always leaves early and returns late. Even if he meets him occasionally, he will basically not be rejected when asked to help him, but most of the time, the person who helps is not really Riedel. Riddle himself, but other students that Slytherin came here by accident or on purpose, so the students had a secret understanding at some point, you can ask Riddle for help, but it's best not to expect to successfully occupy his own time.

After a while, they rarely saw Riddle in person outside of school hours.

Even so, the Slytherins still elected Riddle to be their prefect. Whether it was true or false, at least he could always deal with it immediately and effectively when they asked Riddle to do something.

Stian knocked on the door of Riddle's dormitory under such a premise. Malfoy had already moved out, and now Riddle was the only one left in the dormitory.

The boy was reading a book without even looking at him.

Stian rubbed his hands, and said anxiously: "Riddle, I came to you to tell you...quidditch today..."

"You don't have to be so reserved." Riddle glanced at him and said with a smile, "Sit down."

A low stool bounced behind Stian, and Stian sat down with a smile. Before he could speak, Riddle turned his head to look at the book and continued: "I have heard about the Quidditch incident today. , in the match against Ravenclaw, our batsman knocked out the Seeker, and you happened to catch the Snitch flying over, right?"

Stian blushed instantly, scratched his head, and whispered: "...Yes."

"Congratulations, you are going to be famous in school history for being the first goalkeeper to catch the golden snitch in the history of Hogwarts." Riddle seemed to be in a good mood: "The end is that Ravenclaw accused us of violating the rules and required Apology and rematch?"

"Yes!" Stian clenched his fists and frowned dissatisfiedly: "Even if we really bumped into people on purpose, our team did get the Golden Snitch. Who else is to blame for her failure to grasp it? She even asked for a rematch. Really shameless."

"Quidditch does not stipulate that the goalkeeper cannot catch the Snitch." Riddle rested his chin with one hand, tilted his head and continued with some interest: "You didn't apologize?"

"...No." The brown-haired boy turned his head away, his expression very resentful: "They are simply making trouble for no reason."

The other party nodded appreciatively, and continued: "The Ravenclaw Seeker who was hit was a girl?"

"Olivia Schell, a Mudblood who only knows how to mix water."

With a familiar name, the boy narrowed his eyes slightly, then nodded and said, "Okay, I know everything. According to what they said, apology, rematch, I will go to the teacher and the Ravenclaw prefect." Coordinating replay dates, and if they ask for a replacement for the bumper, that's fine."

"Riddle?" Stian's eyes widened, as if he didn't understand what he heard just now: "Is that just a lowly Mudblood?"

"I know." The black-haired boy smiled even more: "I said, according to what they said, Slytherin apologized."

Stia hoarse and wanted to say something more, but Riddle stopped looking at him, and his eyes returned to the books on the table.

"Okay, I'll tell them right away." He stood up as if he was exhausted, and walked out with heavy steps.

"By the way, ask Angelik to come to the tower next Friday and tell the team by the way."

Just when Stian touched the doorknob, Riddle seemed to add casually: "If Ravenclaw asks for a substitution, I can be a substitute."