Vodai Ecstasy

02

Riddle had to admit that during the first and longest 11 years he spent in the musty orphanage, he fantasized about his mother countless times in his mind.

It is completely different from the crying of children and the endless hunger. The mother in the dream is the only brilliant light that can fall into the high courtyard wall. He dreamed that the luxurious carriage with servants stopped in front of the door. , an elegantly dressed lady stepped out of the car, and then embraced him in her arms, softly describing her mistakes and repentance over the years.And he also changed from a penniless orphan to a noble son of South Kensington.But every time after waking up from the dream, only the moonlight in the house is full of desolation, he will remember that the mother in the dream is just the image of a passing lady he saw in the daytime, and his real mother lives in the mouth of Corfu The girl who also died in her mouth was a poor and ugly girl, and the only thing she left for Riddle was his name, a common and rotten name.

Merope in Morfin's memory lived in a corner with a broom, pot and bowl as a companion. She was no different from Mrs. Cole's description. She was a pale and monotonous girl. Marvolo's reprimand made her Yearning for magic and fearing it, her brother, the only one she seems to be able to rely on, always takes pleasure in playing tricks on her.

The only time Morfin showed plausible concern for her was after she stood staring at the passing Muggle Riddle after she stood staring at that stupid Muggle with hives all over his head and face, and then, He was imprisoned for assaulting Muggles and Ministry of Magic officials.When he came back from Azkaban, the world had changed, Marvolo died among the snakes, these once playthings ate the masters they once feared, Merope was gone, Riddle was still drinking, He just gave up his once-loved horseback riding, and never went near the Gaunt shed again.

Morfin approached Merope on the grounds that he wanted to get Slytherin's locket back, which is why he went to Bojin's blog shop to make a fuss.As for whether his only sister in blood is dead or alive, after she escaped from this family, Morfin seems to no longer care.

It's easy for Riddle to get a past he doesn't want to accept.

He is a descendant of Slytherin. He is the only person in Hogwarts who is qualified to open the secret room. His mother is of noble blood. She fell in love with a Muggle and abandoned family magic and even life for him. Apart from the long-term persistence of this family She has nothing but her blood, not even a small official of the Ministry of Magic, and their daughter abandoned her blood for the love she believed, and was abandoned by dirty Muggles.

He suddenly wanted to laugh.

Gaunt in front of him was still unconscious, Riddle kicked him forcefully, and the man fell to the cold ground.Then the boy ran out.

The Riddle Mansion stood on the opposite hillside. More than ten years later, it was as neat and tidy as Gaunt remembered, brightly lit, and seemed to come from two completely different worlds from the shack behind it.But in fact, they are so close, facing each other for decades on the two hillsides, they have jointly created an unrecognized life, standing between them, facing the laughter and laughter, facing away The leftovers are cold and lonely and desolate.

Tiny snowflakes began to fall again, landing on the boy's hair and eyebrows, and melting by his body temperature. Riddle clenched his wand tightly and walked towards the family with the same surname as him.

"It's snowing so much, why don't you hold an umbrella?"

A sudden sound stopped the young man from moving forward. When he turned his head, the ghost was floating down from the flying carpet, and he opened a big umbrella to block him from the more raging snowflakes.

"...Why are you here?" After a while, the boy said stiffly.

"Aren't you allowed me to come over?" The girl frowned, seeing Riddle's gaze turned to Stian behind her, she hurriedly said: "I wanted to come over by myself, he can't stop me, don't bully others again."

The boy still didn't speak.

Daiyu suddenly became annoyed, put the handle of the umbrella in his hand, turned around and left: "Forget it, I just eat radish and don't worry about it, what's the relationship between you and me anyway, I don't care about you anymore .”

"and many more."

Riddle rushed up to grab the girl's arm, but passed through it again. Only then did he realize his omission, and stopped and said, "No, thank you, Dai."

The girl didn't want to look back.No matter how curious Stian was, under Riddle's threatening gaze, he could only swallow his breath and obediently climbed onto the flying carpet, turned around and left.

"Since you're here, walk with me."

As he spoke, his toes changed direction, away from the mansion.

The ghost sighed, but followed after all, but refused to speak, as if he was still annoyed.

It wasn't until the lights of the village were completely forgotten that the boy opened his mouth softly:

"Do you know why I came here?"

"Aren't you the only one who knows what's on your mind?" The girl's tone was light, and she seemed to have no desire to continue the conversation.

Riddle laughed inexplicably, he stopped, looked back at the almost invisible lights, and said softly: "This is where my mother lived." He smiled again: "It should be said that she lived Here, except for the last year, she went to London."

"Are you angry?" The girl's voice was as soft as snowflakes falling quietly around her.

"No," the boy shook his head and grinned again: "What do you think I'm so angry about?"

"I think you just looked like you were going to kill someone."

"...Why do you think that?" The boy froze for a moment and forced a smile.

"If you keep pretending like this, what difference does it make if you don't talk to me?" Daiyu didn't back down this time, she looked at the boy fixedly, with feelings he didn't understand in her eyes.

"So?" Riddleton paused for a moment, then sneered, "You came here on purpose to stop me?"

"I'm not a sage who knows nothing." Daiyu frowned.

"..." The boy frowned, turned around and left.

"Once you go, don't come back."

The girl's words successfully stopped the boy's footsteps again, and Riddle turned around a little bit dumbfounded: "Do you know what you are doing?"

Daiyu bit her lower lip lightly, refusing to look at him again.Riddle couldn't help thinking, if she could still shed tears, she should be weeping in anger at this moment. Has she shed tears like this for anyone in the past that he didn't know about?

The boy shook his head, trying to get those silly thoughts out of his mind.He walked back to the ghost again, raising his wand.

A tall, three-story bus suddenly appeared on the quiet road in the countryside. Ghost was frightened and took a step back. The bus slammed on the brakes in front of the two of them, and then opened the door.

"Welcome aboard the Knight Bus. It's an emergency passenger transport for witches and wizards in distress. Just stick out your wand and step on board, and we'll take you wherever you want. My name is Greg Parker, I'm your conductor tonight, where do you want to go?"

"London. How much?" said the boy quickly.

"Fifteen Sickles. Plus this..." Parker looked at the ghost behind the boy, a little unsure whether he should charge.

"Thirty Sickles, thank you." Riddle put the silver coins directly into the opponent's hand, and beckoned the ghost to get into the car.

"Let's find a place for ourselves." The boy again took the lead in refusing the conductor's help, and he led the ghost up the stairs. Compared with the chaos downstairs, the upstairs bed looked much neater, only one witch was quiet sleeping in the innermost part.Riddle chose the neatest-looking bed, and cast a fixing spell on the four feet of the bed. The driver's voice came from downstairs immediately:

"Hey! Are you dissatisfied with my driving skills?"

"No, sir." Riddle replied loudly, "I just want to give the lady beside me a more comfortable environment." While speaking, he gestured to the ghost.Daiyu understood, and quickly sat on the bed. At this moment, the car started suddenly. Riddle missed the bed rail and was almost thrown flying.

Seeing the boy's rare funny scene, the girl couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing.

Riddle finally managed to run back to his bed. He grabbed the railing and fell back on the bed forcefully. The bed that was immobilized was like an invisible space that was isolated. They watched the beds around them go back and forth like they were watching a movie. Shaking and deforming, listening to the nagging voices of the driver and the conductor, I couldn't help laughing at each other.

"Are you familiar with this bus?" Ghost smiled and jokingly said, "When did you get hurt by it?"

"Two years ago? Or three years ago? I don't really remember..." Riddle still kept lying down, and said lazily, "I ran to the street and waved my wand at will, and this car appeared out of nowhere It's... But it's very convenient, isn't it? As long as you have money, you can live forever, at least there is a place to shelter from the wind and rain."

The boy's obsidian-like pupils looked at each other quietly, and the ghost stared at him blankly, and she covered the other's eyes with her hands like a ghost.

Riddle burst out laughing, and the ghost hurriedly withdrew his hand as if awakened. The boy watched the ghost look away with interest, and the blush climbed up her ears, and even tended to spread to her snow-white neck. He suddenly felt She was so beautiful, every curve was just right and graceful, an impulse exploded from his heart inexplicably, and spread all the way to his lower abdomen, if he could really catch her, what would happen?

The boy turned his head and said hoarsely, "I'll sleep for a while."

"……Good night."

"Good night."