Vodai Ecstasy

09

London in 16 was not much different from [-]. It was a cold winter with freezing rain, and the orphanage did not look neater than it did six years later. It can only be said that it has not been devastated by the war. . The [-]-year-old Riddle stood behind the nine-year-old Riddle, curiously looking at this memory that was stored separately in the notebook.

What a surprise, Riddle never imagined that he would explore his past as an outsider. The little boy in front of him was familiar yet unfamiliar. He still couldn’t remember why he deliberately sealed up such a memory, but he hoped Same as his guess.

The boy sat irritably for a while, then turned his head and took out a dried-up quill from the drawer and began to scribble on the table. Riddle leaned up to take a look, Chinese, although Little Tom still wrote crookedly Riddle still recognized the word.

黛。

He couldn't think of where little Tom could learn this uncommon Chinese character from other than the ghost.

This time his conjecture was finally confirmed successfully, a translucent soul floated in from the window, holding a small paper bag in his hand.

"Guess what I brought you?" The tone was brisk, and it was the girl he was familiar with.

Although he could already guess it, when he actually saw it, Riddle still couldn't help stretching out his hand to grab her, but passed through nothingness again without accident.

"Dai!"

The boy stood up and stretched out his hand to pull Daiyu, that hand also penetrated the girl's translucent body.

"It's Daiyu, no matter how old you are, you should call me elder sister." Daiyu shook her head with a smile, and met the boy's gaze: "He's such an old man, he still has a bit of a tongue, he can't even say his name. "

Riddle was a little surprised, what Daiyu should have said was Chinese, but he understood it.

"Your name...is difficult."

The boy's words were stuttering, with a strange tone. Riddle raised his eyebrows. He really didn't know that he could speak Chinese. This memory is really interesting.

Daiyu seemed to be used to it, she smiled and raised the notebook in her hand: "Your birthday present, guess what it is?"

The boy stared straight at the paper bag with an undisguised look of longing, but he refused awkwardly: "I don't like books."

"So you like books?" Daiyu smiled, "Then I'll buy you a book next year."

"You are not allowed to leave next year." Little Tom's focus seemed a little strange: "You are not allowed to leave all the time."

"When did I say I was coming?" The girl smiled and handed the package to Tom.

The boy opened the package, and inside was a notebook with his name written on it.

"How did you come?"

"Don't even say thank you, why are you so rude?" Even so, after little Tom said that inaudible thank you, the girl's tone was full of connivance: "I will tell you when you learn today's words .”

Riddle couldn't help shaking his head. At that time, he was really defenseless in front of this ghost. His desire and obsession were all clear at a glance. He was still too naive, but it seemed that they had been getting along for a while, and he seemed to be very dependent on this ghost.

...This made him inexplicably unhappy.

Riddle took a closer look at Daiyu, this ghost...or a shadow?He still couldn't figure out what she was, she looked exactly the same as when he met him at Hogwarts, it seemed... now Daiyu looked a little more lively.

In fact, he was a little surprised that Daiyu could still teach himself Chinese at this time. Six years later, Riddle only heard her speak Chinese once, and it was said in an unconscious situation. They can improve slightly when they are together. If what Scout said is true, then her vitality as a shadow has indeed come to an end, and the survival of the shadow has nothing to do with the life and death of the master. It should be that the magic that made her was consumed. exhausted.

It's just that she has wandered on this continent for hundreds of years?What kind of obsession makes this shadow abandon the memory of the past and continue to wander?

Riddle didn't understand, but he could vaguely guess that according to Daiyu's temper, the most likely thing was nothing more than a love word.

Seeing the girl in front of him earnestly teaching the boy to write, he felt a little sour for no reason.

The scene around him changed slowly, Riddle watched the girl laughing and playing with her young self, spending the days and nights together in this small world, they were inseparable, even Daiyu would make a little tease for him, it would be unfair Mrs. Cole, it was only a small tease. In Riddle's opinion, that little trick was not worth mentioning at all. Tom in the orphanage was the only one who knew Daiyu's existence. Tom held on to the only driftwood tenaciously, whether it was to find his own kind or just to prove that he was not crazy.

Riddle had no intention of exploring his own feelings at that time, he just wanted to know the story of the girl.As a bystander, he could see many details that little Tom hadn't noticed. For example, Daiyu had forgotten where her home was at this time, although she could occasionally tell little Tom that she once had a younger brother. , but her memories are like yellow leaves blown down by the autumn wind, they are inevitably taken away, and she is gradually forgetting the past.Although Daiyu was with herself at that time, she would always be in a daze in one direction, and Riddle couldn't think of anything else in that direction, except Hogwarts.Perhaps this shadow was destined to leave from the beginning, and the magic that created her must have something to do with Hogwarts.Or maybe it has something to do with the professor Duff who refused to tell him the truth.But Riddle didn't understand what Duff's purpose was for creating a shadow. This is already a forbidden magic, and the risk is too great. Even dark wizards dare not try it lightly. If it is the shadow created by Duff... No, Riddle Shaking her head, Daiyu has wandered in this world for at least 200 years. It should be said that what happened 200 years ago made her wander until now?

"You have no right to order me!"

The boy's scream brought Riddle's thoughts back to the mortal world again. He raised his head, and the ghost was following him into his room. There was still light rain falling outside the window, with some fine ice crystals caught in it.

Riddle's heart beat suddenly, this was probably a passage he didn't want to recall.

"Tom, you shouldn't have brought them into the cave." The ghost frowned and followed, with a rare serious expression.

"It's not my fault." The boy's voice was still sharp and mean: "You have no right to order me."

Riddle couldn't help sneering, now he can recall the reason why he lured those two people into the cave, not only to enjoy their fear, but also because Daiyu praised her at lunch the day before These two kids are adorable.I was really scary at that time, Riddle looked at this child who didn't know restraint and flexibility, obviously there are many ways to coax this foreign soul, the child just chose the worst one to prove his status in the girl's heart .

"Then why are you talking about it?" The girl was indeed a little angry, but after all, she was a child who loved him like a younger brother, so she asked again patiently.

"They deserve it."

Tom stared at Daiyu dissatisfied, and leaned back against his desk.

"I don't remember them ever calling you a monster."

"They cursed in their hearts, but they didn't dare to say it."

The girl laughed at this paranoid childishness: "You are not them, how can you know their thoughts?"

"I can," said the boy still stubbornly: "You are not me, how do you know I can't?"

"This mouth is really getting more and more poisonous," Daiyu said with a sneer, "You are not me, how do you know that I don't know your thoughts?"

"You are just a person I imagined, and no one else can see you."

The boy turned his head awkwardly, still refusing to apologize for his recklessness.

"You really think so?"

The Oriental girl was finally annoyed, and turned her head to go out to calm down, but the little boy gritted his teeth at this moment and threatened again: "Don't come back when you leave!"

"It seems...you are not crazy, I am crazy."

Daiyu paused for a moment, and finally walked out the door with a sneer.

Riddle hurriedly chased him out, but there was no one outside the door, and that soul just disappeared from his memory so easily.

Riddle frowned and went back to the house. The little boy was opening the drawer with his back turned to him. To be honest, he really wanted to kill the paranoid self at the time, but this was just a memory, and his thoughts could not become reality.Little Tom was ignorant of Riddle's anger. He just silently took out a bright red rose from the drawer. He carefully wrapped it in his coat and brought it back to hide it, but he couldn't send it out in the end.

"fraud……"

The boy's fingertips were scratched by the thorns of the rose, and blood soon oozed out. He looked at his fingertips coldly, and then threw the rose out of the window.

The surrounding scenes distorted and faded away quickly, and Riddle took two steps back, voluntarily exiting this world of memories.

The night outside the window had faded, and the distant sky began to turn white. Riddle put away his diary, opened the window and looked down. There were no pedestrians in the narrow alley full of dust and garbage. The rose plant had been trampled and crushed in unknown years. Together with that memory, he was resolutely cut off and discarded when he was young.

Riddle stared blankly for a while, his cheeks were paler by the chill of dawn, but his lips were strangely red.

He finally guessed right, since their intersection started so long ago, then this time, no matter what secrets she has, he must take back what belongs to him.

The young man laughed, and closed the window again. A flower seller on the street corner stared blankly at the window, and suddenly blushed.

"you're awake?"

Nord opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was the light green ceiling, the dark green curtains, and then Malfoy, who was eating a fruit platter slowly by the bed.

Malfoy gave Nord a white look, and said with a sneer, "Thank you, Merlin, the therapist was off work when you came to the hospital, if I hadn't bumped into you and kindly asked my father to call for someone, you might have gone to see Merlin earlier now gone."

The memory gradually became clear, and Nord quickly looked at his wrist. The burnt wound hadn't healed yet, and the scars snaked upward from the wrist, weaving an ugly big net, which almost burned his heart.

"You can rest assured, I asked the therapist, it's not the Unbreakable Curse, it's its predecessor, I forgot what it was called, it seems to be a simpler spell." Malfoy still looked casual: "But it's just It’s not fatal, if you struggle again, your arm should be completely useless.”

Speaking of this, he couldn't help laughing: "What? The knight who warned me can't stand your king's bad temper anymore? It's just an arm anyway, if you join other wizard families to sue that..." Malfoy thought about his choice of words: "...Monster, he will definitely be expelled from school. Although he is still underage, he will not be able to enter Azkaban, but he will definitely not be able to hang out in the wizarding world."

"Thank you." Nord was silent for a while, but still shook his head.

"Why? What are you still afraid of?" Malfoy stood up angrily: "I'm such a fool to help you over and over again, don't you still recognize the reality? If he kills us, you Are you willing to call out?"

"The forest is in his hands." Nord grabbed his hair in pain and sighed deeply.

"What? The ghost?" Malfoy was so angry that he didn't know what to say: "I think you are a complete fool, just for a ghost that appears and disappears inexplicably? It's not a living person!"

"I don't know..." Nord said distressedly: "But I'm really afraid..."

"What about Shell?" Malfoy sneered: "Aren't you keen on being a knight? Why don't you save people who are really alive?"

"Sher?" Nord looked up in confusion.

"That Ravenclaw mudblood who dropped out of school," Malfoy said with a smirk: "Although I am very happy that there is one less mudblood in the school, but I heard that she was taken away from here by Riddle yesterday, and it seems that she is still alive now." did not find."

"Didn't she go home?" Nord couldn't help frowning.

"It seems that another mudblood from Ravenclaw brought her here," Malfoy shrugged. But I heard that Sher's memory is in a mess, and she can't even use a wand. Wouldn't it be good for such a Mudblood to let her go back to the Muggle world? But I don't know why that monster took her away, or that she What do you know about that monster?"

"I said don't tell me everything you know."

"You're still scared." Malfoy sneered: "Go and find Shell, it shouldn't violate your loyalty to him, right?"

"The mud... student you mentioned is myrtle?" Nord asked puzzled.

"Why should I remember a Mudblood's name?" Malfoy said disdainfully: "If it wasn't for that class... I don't want to remember that Shel's name either, she is asking for trouble."

"Ask for trouble?" Nord lifted the quilt on his body and chuckled: "You still underestimated Riddle."

"What do you mean?"

"It's nothing. Is there any news about Xie Er?" Nord's arm was tingling again just after saying this, and he snorted: "I need to talk to the therapist first, if you can't find Xie Er Er, you can try to find Myrtle first."

"What is this? The establishment of the alliance?" Malfoy couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

"I will only be loyal to Riddle," Nord shook his head and walked out of the ward: "The premise is that Miss Lin is safe and sound."

Malfoy watched the door open and close, the corners of his mouth could not help but rise, according to the conditions proposed by Nord... What if the ghost is no longer safe and sound?