Vodai Ecstasy

05

The decayed courtyard walls, the half-collapsed old houses, and the surrounding oak trees have revived green shoots, but the cobwebs and dust are accumulating like snow that never melts all the year round. The fields all over the country add to the depression.

When Nord walked to the familiar courtyard door, Riddle was already sitting in the light blue courtyard. Seeing him approaching, he waved his wand briskly and poured him a cup of tea.

Nord took the teacup and thanked him, his unconscious frown was reflected on the clear water, and he didn't drink it down.

Riddle didn't care about the other party's defensiveness, took a sip from the teacup, and said: "It is said that this is the way to drink in China. There are no desserts. It's a pity that we can't get real Chinese tea, so we can only use Ceylon tea instead." gone."

After finishing speaking, he raised his eyes and glanced at Nord. The other party seemed to have no reaction, but raised his head and drank the tea in his hand.

After Nord finished drinking, he realized that the top student Riddle, who had always been as calm as a mountain, was holding a porcelain cup and staring at him slightly.The disturbed mind of the brown-haired boy became more and more dazed. He didn't know what Riddle was doing again. Even if Riddle had put poison in the tea, there was no need for him to make such a surprised expression... While he was thinking wildly, he heard Riddle coughed lightly, and said, "Dai said that tea needs to be tasted, and if you pour it in a cup like this, they call it drinking cows and mules..."

Nord looked at the bottomed teacup with some embarrassment, took a deep breath and put it back on the stone table, and said, "You specially invited me here for tea?"

"Why do you ask something that you don't believe yourself?" Riddle sighed again before waving his wand to dismiss it all: "It just happens to be tea."

"So," Nord turned his head and looked at the increasingly deserted shack... The emotional ghost was nowhere to be found, but he only remembered that there seemed to be a ghost here, but he couldn't remember clearly about that ghost. More things, his appearance, what he said to himself, it seems that the traces of the ghost that once existed here are being quickly erased by something... This is very strange, obviously, it has been a longer time interval, and his memory of Daiyu But it became clearer, Nord thought, as if the ghost that used to live in this shed was gradually replaced... But he remembered that the two souls seemed to have no intersection, why did he have such an idea?

"Is there a reason for choosing this place?"

"It seems that the love affair with Myrtle hasn't completely broken your mind." Riddle's smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes: "I don't think we need so many boring foreshadowings, right?"

"But you didn't tell me anything." Nord said in a deep voice, "No one can guess your mind."

The smile on Riddle's face remained undiminished, and he tapped the table with his slender knuckles: "You? Aren't you going to confess to me now? After discovering the truth of that prank, you seem to be very resistant to seeing me, because it Have you suffered enough?"

"I don't think my actions are against your will." Nord still refused to let go, but just quietly looked around again, maybe there should be more reasons for Riddle to call himself here, he tentatively said: "Here The ghost... did you kill him?"

"Kill him?" Riddle raised his eyebrows: "You seem to have misunderstood me." His eyes fell on Nord's arm, and he said with a chuckle: "According to your thinking, you are threatening me. Isn't it you who have been trying to trap me all the time? Oh, don't look like that... Malfoy didn't betray you, but it is absolutely impossible for him to think of Mrs. Scout's case with his own brain. Not to mention tearing down the officials of the Ministry of Magic, I guess... until now he should still know nothing about the truth of Schell's death, right?"

"You admit that you killed Shell and Mrs. Scout." Nord narrowed his eyes slightly, and unconsciously grabbed the wand hidden in his sleeve.

"I didn't kill them, it was just an accident." Riddle played with the wand in his hand seemingly casually, and said softly: "And that ghost... what is that ghost called? Jeris? He has nothing to do with me."

Nord frowned, and it was rare for Riddle to forget his name.Nord frowned and thought for a while, but he couldn't find any more traces of that ghost in his fragmented memory, but he seemed to remember that there was a mournful howl, saying "family"... yes, family.Nord said calmly:

"You killed his family."

"Don't be stupid, how can a ghost die a second time." Riddle's voice gradually became impatient: "I'm not so bored to have trouble with a few souls. What's more..." Riddle frowned: "How many ghosts have existed here?" A ghost? I don't remember having that many souls in here."

"The night you threw me here before that!" Nord was eager to refute, but the words suddenly stuck in his throat... What happened that night, he suddenly couldn't remember.

Nord frowned and looked at Riddle, and took a step back unconsciously.But I saw the other party waved his hand, as if he didn't intend to get more entangled in this issue: "Speaking of ghosts, I don't think you want to pay attention to those few?"

The strings buried in his heart were quietly plucked, and Nord was caught off guard for a moment, but Riddle raised the corner of his mouth and said, "But I'm curious, compared with your little Ravenclaw girlfriend, you are more beautiful now. Which one do you care about?"

After finishing speaking, the black-haired boy lightly stroked the black gemstone ring on his hand, and for some reason turned his gaze to the side by two points.

"You didn't come to me today to talk about this."

Nord dodges the question.

"On the contrary, this question is very important." Riddle turned his head, he didn't know where to look again, his expression was gentle, this time he really smiled.

Nord followed Riddle's gaze suspiciously - there was nothing, the figure he expected did not appear.

He hesitated for a moment before saying, "I don't think you are such a boring person."

"I'm really not bored." Riddle answered quickly, he turned back and said, "So you still have no love for Dai Yu now? Even if you have a girlfriend? What do you think of them?"

"This should have nothing to do with you." Nuode's ears were already red, but he still tried to say: "What are you trying to say? What happened to Daiyu? You said you would not hurt her."

"Tsk." Seemingly dissatisfied with the nickname that came out of the other party's mouth, Riddle frowned: "The contract between us has long been broken, and you can't control that much."

"you?"

Nord's wand was pointed directly at the tip of the opponent's nose. He had never felt so strongly for a moment that he was such an impulsive person, but his body did take a step ahead of his brain.

"It seems that your little girlfriend has taught you a lot." Riddle tilted his head and gently pushed the other party's wand away: "You were not so impulsive in the past."

Nord clenched his fist and said coldly: "It is impossible for you to hide from everyone..."

"...But it won't imprison me in Azkaban." Riddle helplessly filled in his unspoken words: "You know that as long as I can't be sentenced to life, I will come back sooner or later. As for dropping out ...I have already learned everything that can be taught in school, and it just happened to let me enter the real magic world earlier."

Nord clenched his wand tightly, wondering if he should go up and punch him straight away, and Riddle was right, nothing this madman had done so far would really make him fall for good.If he said that Mrs. Scott's death really had nothing to do with him, then his last hole card was also dropped.

"But you killed Shell."

The brown-haired boy's eyes were red, and he struggled unwillingly.

Riddle's eyes became colder by two points: "The conclusion of the Ministry of Magic is: she died of falling into the water. You also know that she is crazy."

Before Nord continued to make his accusation, the black-haired boy sneered: "It seems that you really have a deep opinion of me, so I think it would be meaningless to invite you here today."

"You should have known." Nord took a step back with a cold face: "My advice to you is to stop, otherwise I don't mind using all my connections to send you to Azkaban, even if it is only a few years, the people there Dementors are enough for you."

Riddle sneered, ignoring the other party's stubbornness.

Nord withdrew his wand, turned his head and was about to leave, but just as he was about to walk out of the courtyard, Riddle's voice sounded unhurriedly behind him: "It seems that you have been disappointed, Dai, in his heart you didn't So important."

The coolness rushed from the spinal cord all the way to the brain, blowing his thinking to pieces. Nord turned around almost stiffly, but he didn't see the figure that fascinated him in his imagination.

And Riddle, sitting there, smiled maliciously: "Look, our knight is back."

"What exactly do you want?" Nord almost gritted his teeth and jumped out: "What did you do to her?"

"Our knight is finally willing to care about the princess he swore to protect." Riddle laughed more wantonly: "Don't you think it's a little late? What right do you have to care about her now? Who are you to her?"

"You called me here just to say this?" Nord clenched his fist and took a deep breath: "Even though I have nothing to do with her, it's none of your business."

"Oh?" Riddle slowed down his tone: "It means you have taken care of her affairs?"

"What are you trying to do?" Nord felt that his patience had been exhausted: "Stop talking nonsense."

Riddle restrained his smile almost instantly, and said quickly: "I need you to travel through time and space to find Dai's relatives."

"Traveling through time and space?" Nord frowned: "The time-space magic circle at Mrs. Scott's house is really prepared for you?"

"That's right, you can even get the Ministry of Magic's investigation. It seems that you have used a lot of connections that belonged to your father, right?" Riddle raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "Don't get too excited, disturbing time and space The crime is also based on the consequences, as long as you are careful enough, 200 years ago, it was only ten years at most."

"Why do you think I agreed to you?" Seeing Riddle confessed frankly, Nord felt more and more that he still had a backhand waiting for him.

"Why don't you ask me?"

Riddle was a little surprised.

"Because I don't want to say yes, and you know that."

The implication was that he just wanted to know how he would threaten him. Riddle pursed his lips, shook his head and said, "I thought you would care more about Dai."

"Didn't you just prove this point?" Nord sneered: "Anyway, you will definitely tell me that this matter will definitely help Daiyu a lot, although I don't know exactly what it is."

Riddle was noncommittal: "It seems that I have to show you my sincerity."

Nord crossed his arms, thinking quickly which hole card Riddle would use.

"Speaking of which, I remember that it was Myrtle who led Shel out of the house, and she didn't go back until the end?" Riddle raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was caught in a serious memory: "Your little girlfriend took Shel to St. Ge's records aren't that hard to find."

"So what?" Nord said calmly: "It's just a suspicion, and if you haven't done something, you haven't done it."

"Have you made an alibi for her?" Riddle snorted lightly, looked Nord up and down, and said, "It turns out that you can be so cold-blooded to your girlfriend, which surprises me."

"She will be fine." Nord emphasized again in a cold voice.

"I don't doubt that you will save her in the trial court." Riddle shook his head mockingly: "But as long as she is pushed to the dock, do you think there is room for her in the wizarding world? Her You should be more aware of your background than me."

Nord opened his mouth to refute, but suddenly realized that what Riddle said was not wrong. The open discrimination against Muggle-born wizards in the wizarding world has long been an unspoken secret. A spark of doubt, Myrtle would surely bear the infamy of murder before the real culprit was apprehended.The Purebloods don't need the truth, they just need an outlet, and Myrtle, who was pushed to the trial court, is the best breakthrough.

He couldn't help biting his teeth: "I will protect her."

As if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, Riddle couldn't help laughing out loud, his shrill voice startled a tree crow, and after a long while, he stopped laughing and panted, "Protect her? You don't even know what to do?" A Humbey can't do it."

Nord angrily threw a spell, which was immediately blocked by Riddle as expected. This top student's excellent response in Defense Against the Dark Arts has never disappointed anyone. Nord silently squeezed his hand wand, and turned away.

"I'll give you three days to think about it."

Riddle still stood where he was, but looked at the void beside him, and said in a low voice that only he and the girl could hear: "Look, I said he wasn't worth it."