Vodai Ecstasy

16

Riddle has a strange feeling, it seems that every time he comes to look for Daiyu, it is almost always the good weather that is not common on the island of England, such as now.

The sun shines unreservedly on the ground covered by layers of fallen leaves through the thin branches, and the stream not far away is shining with golden light, and the boy's leather shoes step on the dead branches and leaves, making a soft creaking sound .He lowered his head slightly, not knowing whether he wanted to avoid the overly bright warm sun, or he was listening carefully to the conversation of the ghost beside him who was almost transparent by the sun.

"You mean, my home should be in eastern China..." The girl's voice was as soft as a fallen leaf: "But I'm not familiar with this place name, at most I can only say that I have a little impression of it..."

"Maybe it really wasn't that name when you were here." The boy turned his head to look at the overgrown forest, and seemed to change the subject inadvertently: "The white birches here look pretty."

"So you know what it means to look good?" Daiyu gave Riddle a sideways look, and couldn't help laughing: "How come I remember a kid who pointed to the pictures of beauties in the book and said that she was a crazy woman."

"I'm telling the truth," Riddle shrugged. "She was dressed like a fool who just got out of a candy pile."

"You're not polite." The girl laughed even more.

The boy didn't refute any more, and seemed to be lost in his own thoughts again.

Daiyu turned her head and ignored him, that's what this person is like, he clearly wants to help her get back to the past, but every time the information he brings is more stingy than beans poured out of a bamboo tube, he always refuses to make it clear once.Although she was annoyed at him, she didn't want to refute his face, so she could only let him change the topic again and again.

What is she worried about?

She couldn't tell herself.

Perhaps because Riddle is the only person she knows now, as a ghost, her connection with the world is like a spider thread hanging straight down between heaven and earth, which may be cut off by the strong wind at any time.

Maybe he recovered himself in the heavy rain, maybe she could be more tolerant of him.

"Will it be boring to stay in a hotel all day by yourself?" The boy's voice sounded soothingly again, so gentle that it didn't look like him.

"Didn't you bring so many books here?" Daiyu laughed softly, "What's the matter? Conscience has found out that you don't plan to lock me up anymore?"

"I didn't lock you up." Riddle didn't look at her.

"You can find a hundred different ways to say about the word "imprisonment." Daiyu didn't seem to mind.

"Are you expressing your dissatisfaction with me?" Riddle frowned slightly.

As if she already knew what he was thinking, the girl smiled lightly and said, "I dare not." She turned her head away from the boy slightly, and continued: "Since you said that time is useless to me, it's okay to accompany you The so-called. I just think that you don't need to carry it like that all day long, step by step...at least not here with me. "

The boy stopped in his tracks, and the ghost ignored him and walked forward on his own.

He just turned his head back softly, and asked softly through the increasingly tangled branches: "Aren't you going to leave?"

There was no wind in the woods, and it was clearly the beginning of winter, but Riddle inexplicably felt a bit of hotness unique to midsummer. He opened his mouth, and his usual eloquent tongue seemed to be rusted now. He sighed and gave up. Said: "After a while, I want you to go back to school with me."

The girl tilted her head slightly: "Why? Didn't you say that the school is not easy to get in?"

"As long as you want to go, there is always a way."

"Before cooperating with you, you were lying to me again." The girl gave him a dissatisfied look.

There was no expression on the boy's face.

Just as he was thinking about it, the boy suddenly rushed in front of her again, forcing her completely to the edge of the tree trunk.

"What are you doing?" Daiyu frowned, turned her head to leave but was stopped by him.

"It's nothing, I just... want you to promise me." Riddle's voice was very low, and his eyes seemed to be looking at Daiyu, but he still couldn't find the focus of his eyes.

"Lying again." The girl walked away angrily, and the boy stood where he was.The shattered hair on his forehead obscured his deep gaze, and a black figure flashed past at the end of the woods. Riddle narrowed his eyes, and a sneer suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

It was already late at night when he returned to Hogwarts, he jumped out from the usual secret passage, and heard a cautious knock on the door not long after.

"Come in."

It's Nord.

Since Daiyu left, the boy has been so silent that Riddle almost forgot his existence.It's just that I have to say that his handling ability is really top-notch.

There was a drowsy owl in Nord's hand, and his pale face remained expressionless: "This owl wanted to send you a letter, but it kept fluttering outside your door, and I caught it."

The black-haired boy suddenly laughed: "You know I'm not in the room?"

Nord didn't speak, the answer was obvious.

Riddle raised his eyebrows, sat down on the chair in front of the desk, raised his chin slightly and looked at the other party: "How do you know? How many other people know about this?"

"I couldn't sleep last night, and I was relaxing in the corridor, and I happened to bump into you coming down from the tower, and that was the only time." Nord was very frank, and I don't know if he was affected by that spell: "Besides me, there is probably Anger. Rick knows..." His dark blue eyes met Riddle's scrutinizing gaze without fear: "But you should have told him, so that I can send you a message, right?"

"Wandering in the corridors in the middle of the night is against the school rules..." The black-haired boy smiled, "But you are really smart."

"...you are only smart if you are loyal to you." Nord's face showed no joy or fear.

"Very good." Riddle rested his chin and waved his hand: "It seems that I need to be more cautious... What did Angric do tonight? According to what you said, he should be the one who stopped me. Down this owl."

"It was probably delayed by Stian. Recently, Stian has always pulled various people to train with him."

Nord shrugged his shoulders, as if he didn't realize that what he was doing was completely acting on his behalf, and even suspected of sowing discord, he put the owl down and turned around to leave the room.

Riddle untied a letter from the owl's leg. The handwriting was a bit scribbled, but it was not unfamiliar.

Olivia Schell.

The black figure seen in Hogsmeade today was indeed her.

Then she should have seen Daiyu, although he tried to rush over to block it, judging from the letter she wrote to herself, it was obvious that this troublesome guy had already seen Daiyu.

Hope she hasn't made a fuss about it yet.

Riddle narrowed his eyes slightly, and instantly tore open the envelope with his slender fingers.

The handwriting on the letter was even more scribbled, clearly presenting the master's flustered state of mind in front of him.She saw Daiyu, and at the same time realized that Riddle refused her to go forward to talk to Daiyu. She didn't know if it was because of the ghost's intention, or if the Eastern ghost didn't want to have any more interaction with the students in the school .In other words, it was just out of Riddle's own selfishness, he wanted to hide this ghost.

But then she hastily denied her recklessness, Riddle has always been impeccable in dealing with people, she must apologize for her suspicion, she just thought, after so long, is the ghost still angry? Let her talk to the ghost again.Riddle has always been so helpful, can you help her, she really misses Daiyu, ghost's knowledge makes her amazing, and the time with Daiyu is really the happiest time in school.So she begged him to give her a chance, she still had a lot to say to that girl.

The end of the letter was almost incoherent, Riddle looked critically at the letter in his hand, and inexplicable anger welled up in his heart, obviously he should be thankful that this fool did not intend to tell others about Daiyu, but now the boy just wanted to send this letter The illogical letter was torn to shreds and trampled, no matter what, don't appear in front of his eyes again.

Pale knuckles gripped the end of the paper so hard it nearly crumbled.But in the end, the boy just let out a light breath, awakened the owl that had been hit by the Sleeping Curse, picked up the quill and began to write his reply.

The handwriting is neat and restrained, and that long letter seems to come from two worlds:

"I will try my best, but we can discuss some details. How about meeting in the tower on Wednesday evening? Also: please don't tell others. Judging from her state, it is not appropriate to be disturbed too much at the moment."

The owl flew out with the reply letter in its mouth, Riddle waved his wand, and Angric quietly appeared by the door.

Riddle squinted at Angelik, who was bowing his head, and said coldly, "Do you know why you were called here?"

"Tonight is my negligence." The blond boy bowed his head and handed over his wand to the other party respectfully.

The ten-inch wand was twirling at the black-haired boy's fingertips, and he continued, seemingly casually, "What are you going to do?"

"Stian dragged him to train with him."

Riddle sneered: "Is that how you listen to that fool?"

"I got his wand." Angelik lowered his head and took out another crooked wand, "I think it might be useful for Friday's plan."

"Very good." Riddle smiled, and issued an attacking spell without any warning.Angrik fell on the carpet with a muffled grunt, still holding Stian's wand in one hand, but he didn't attempt any resistance.

"Friday's plan has been moved forward to Wednesday." As if nothing had happened, Riddle sent his wand back: "What do you think is the right way to deal with a barking crow?"

"Of course, knock it down." Angelik slowly got up from the ground, his blond messy hair covered most of his face, but malicious laughter leaked from those broken hair, in the empty room Wander back and forth.

On his arm, a strange black snake hovered from the mouth of the skeleton, and seemed to be laughing and celebrating the upcoming carnival with the monster owner.