Vodai Ecstasy

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"Who?"

Different from Angelik's nervousness, Riddle asked quite calmly, as if there was not a boy kneeling at his feet inappropriately.

"It's me, Riddle." A calm female voice came from outside the door: "It's time for night watch."

"Wait a minute, I'll be right there." The black-haired boy finally put down his pen, got up and straightened his collar: "Security to the lounge, and then bring Nord to see me."

"Where's the Mudblood that got away?"

"Isn't this going to see you later?" Riddle tilted his head and looked at Angric condescendingly: "If you are still free, check what Malfoy has been doing during this time. By the way, Is Stian going to France?"

"Leaving this weekend, do you want to go there?"

"Why should I go there?" Riddle frowned in confusion, and asked in confusion, "School rules do not allow untimely send-offs."

Angelik lowered his head and said, "I thought you would have some arrangements after receiving his letter."

"I've already answered that letter." Riddle didn't have any more expression on his face: "Maybe I can give you a vacation, you can go with him, I'll help you deal with it from the school, maybe you still You can go and observe Grindelwald's assembly. I really want to see what the rumored Dark Lord looks like, but I heard that Dumbledore is leaving for France in the next two days. You'd better be careful. "

Before Angelik could respond, Riddle seemed to have completely forgotten that the other party was still kneeling, and opened the dormitory door directly. The sudden light that poured in made Angelik hurriedly roll over behind the desk.

The girl standing outside the door didn't seem to notice the change in the room, but urged softly: "We're going to be late."

"Sorry, Rosie." Riddle put on that harmless smile again: "You can go there first next time, don't wait for me."

"I know, but the professors are a little nervous about the secret room recently." Rosie's face was expressionless, and she lowered her head and urged: "Hurry up, don't make things difficult for Slughorn."

"You are as considerate as ever." Riddle smiled and closed the door, and followed quickly.

Night patrols are never boring.Fortunately, Rosie was not a noisy character, which allowed Riddle enough space to think about the experiment he had just written in the endless shadows of Hogwarts.

That experiment was dangerous, and given that the Ministry of Magic's time and space controls were getting stricter, he had no chance of trial and error.For a young man who always liked to control the overall situation, the risk of that experiment was somewhat beyond his tolerance.

Of course, once successful, the benefits are huge.

But when will he be ready?The travel of time and space is full of huge variables, traveling back and forth has put an unprecedented load on the body. After opening the secret room, he almost fainted in front of the basilisk due to a sudden loss of strength, and the ghost test subjects imprisoned by him dissipated one by one inexplicably. He obviously didn't do anything, and the magic that trapped them didn't reach a fatal intensity... This is unexplainable... Riddle could feel that with the increase in the number of times he travels through time and space, there are more and more unexplainable phenomena, It's just that most of these are too small, and probably only the Ministry of Magic's Space-Time Control Office is struggling with them.Many things are rapidly deviating from the original track, and he knows that there are not many opportunities left for him.

"What are you thinking?"

Rosie's cold voice broke the silence of the night. Riddle, whose thoughts were interrupted, frowned imperceptibly, and then smiled: "It's nothing, what's wrong?"

"You seem to be very silent recently." Even with the concerned words, Rosie still had no expression on her face: "Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Thank you."

The reply was expected to be polite and alienated. Rosie sighed in her heart, waiting for another polite refusal from the other party, but the male voice that she never expected to reverberate in her heart spoke again: "But if... I really want to If you ask for help, you will never refuse me, will you?"

The first time she received a reply that was not a refusal, Rosie was really stunned for half a second. She turned her head in surprise, and only saw the deep black eyes of the other party, as if she was about to drown herself. She was a little stunned.

Who can refuse you?

But before she could really tell this sentence, the other party seemed to look away from the scorching eyes that had been fixed on her with some distress: "Sorry... I took it for granted for a while, and I made you embarrassed. Forget it .”

"No!" Rosie spoke eagerly, wanting to tell him that everything was not what he said, but before the boy's eyes returned to her, a sharp female voice suddenly interrupted their conversation.

"Help!"

"It's the direction of the Forbidden Forest."

Before Rosie could finish speaking, Riddle had already ran towards the source of the sound with long legs.Looking at the thin and tall young man, his explosive power and reaction at that moment far exceeded Rosie's expectations. Seeing that his colleague was about to disappear from sight in two or three steps, Rosie hurriedly waved her magic wand and summoned a broomstick to chase after him. .

However, before Rosie could catch up with her colleagues, she saw another flying broom flying by her side. The young man in front seemed to be casually reaching for it, and his clothes fluttered and he stepped on the broom and disappeared from sight.

At that moment, Rosie once again deeply understood why Riddle, who was in the third grade, became the school's talking prince. She didn't believe there was any witch who would not be impressed by his elegance after seeing the scene just now.

...As expected of Riddle.

The girl's yelling in the distance was still going on, it seemed to be much weaker than before, Rosie regained her composure and hurriedly chased after her.

Rosie was the third person to arrive at the scene. Riddle was standing next to the kneeling Myrtle with a broomstick in his hand. He looked rather worried. Realizing that she was rushing over, he turned his head and nodded to her. Say hello.

And the red-haired man standing opposite Riddle, Professor Dumbledore, was examining Myrtle's injuries.

Rosie hurriedly jumped off the broom to say hello to the professor, and then stood by Riddle's side: "What happened?"

The Ravenclaw female student didn't look well. Her outer robe was torn a few big holes during the frantic running. There was a big bruise on her forehead, and there were small scratches on her face and hands. It seemed that he had been greatly stimulated, and he had already fainted, but he was still holding Dumbledore's sleeve tightly with one hand, and muttered: "Save him...save him..."

"I understand, go to sleep, child, you need to rest." Dumbledore saved his robe from Myrtle's grasp with a wave of his wand.The girl who had been struggling in the nightmare finally calmed down, with ugly mud and tear stains on her face.

Rosie frowned quietly. She was a troublesome Mudblood again, running around at night, and Ravenclaw would have to deduct at least fifty points this time.

"She was frightened, but fortunately there were no serious injuries and she needed to rest well."

During the conversation, the two prefects of Ravenclaw also ran over following the sound.

"What happened?"

"Wait, is this... Myrtle?"

"Oh, you are here." Dumbledore waved his wand and summoned a stretcher: "Exactly, I need your help, please help me put her on it, yes, that's it, then, who can help me to inform Mrs. Gray?" His eyes fell on Rosie: "Miss Selwyn, I wonder if you can do me this favor."

"... Me?" Rosie was taken aback for a moment, then picked up the broom and said, "Okay."

"Because the Ravenclaw prefect came here." Dumbledore seemed to see through her doubts, and blinked: "Go, good boy."

"Maybe it's faster for us to send her there directly." Riddle, who had been silent all this time, finally said, "Selwyn and I can carry her there, or Carol and I." He turned to Lavin who had just rushed over. Prefect Crowe took a look: "Anyway, Mrs. Gray is going to take her back to the infirmary, isn't she?"

"That's not necessary." Dumbledore smiled and said, "My medicine is not very good, so I don't know if there are other wounds on her body. We'd better wait for professionals to deal with it."

Rosie glanced at Riddle suspiciously. She could feel that something was wrong with the boy's mood, but she couldn't say anything. She could only get on the broom and leave quickly under Dumbledore's urging.

"You seem a little emotional?" Dumbledore looked at the black-haired boy in front of him: "Do you have anything to say, Riddle?"

The boy was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and said, "No, professor, I'm just worried about the classmate she mentioned. Why don't you let me go to the Forbidden Forest to find him? Myrtle just said that he is very dangerous now."

"Based on what I know about the horse people, that student shouldn't have too much trouble, not to mention that the prefect of Gryffindor has already passed." Dumbledore seemed to smile apologetically: "You really came very soon. Come on, I know you are worried about your classmates. It’s just that you were alone just now, and the Forbidden Forest is too dangerous. Even if you are excellent, I can’t let you act alone, let alone leave your companions behind.”

Seeing that the displeased boy didn't seem to be persuaded successfully, Dumbledore could only continue to add: "Originally, students are forbidden to enter the Forbidden Forest. In theory, it should be more appropriate for me to handle this matter, but I have to guard it." Myrtle, that's why I asked the Gryffindor prefects to find someone, and when the headmaster comes over, you have to explain to me that it is not a good behavior to let students enter the Forbidden Forest without permission, can you?"

"...Okay, Professor."

A crushing defeat.

The boy's hands hidden under the large school robe unconsciously clenched again.

The high-sounding words revealed extreme distrust of himself, Dumbledore was still guarding against him, and his current identity did not prove the strength of confrontation with Dumbledore.

It seems that the original plan has to be postponed again.

The girl's smiling face under the starry sky suddenly flashed in his mind, and Riddle couldn't help being a little dazed. He hadn't seen that girl for a long time, how long has it been since she passed there?

Not about any wonders of oriental magic or about exploring the mysteries of immortality, Riddle just wanted to see her.