[HP] Immortality

Perhaps seeing her crying, the silent man finally opened his mouth after a few seconds, but he only spit out a cold negative, "You are not her, this question is meaningless."

His answer successfully typed back everything she wanted to say, and she quickly wiped away her tears and smiled in agreement, "Well, you're right."

Then she stretched out her hand to the right, and the closet door opened immediately, and something flew into her arms, "I brought many things from the heavens, you can choose one, and I should thank you for saving me."

She put out all the panaceas, gold and silver jewels, magic weapons for self-defense that other fairies gave her before she descended from the Qiankun bag, and even a peach blossom that she broke off specially for him to choose from.

But her movements were stopped in time, and the man grabbed her wrist and moved closer. When she raised her eyes, she happened to catch the playfulness in his dark eyes.

"How about, you promise with your body, this is also in line with the content of the stories that Miss Qing has always liked, isn't it?"

But this time, she didn't put on an expression of disgust like before, she just looked at him calmly and said slowly, "But you don't love me, Mr. Riddle. You once said it wasn't for my appearance, body or strength , At that time, I also thought that perhaps it was really love or love, but now I understand that all this is just obsession...I don't deny that maybe you really loved...her ten years ago, but I What is certain is that you do not love me."

What responded to her was a sneer, "Really, then Malfoy's so-called affection for you is love? Qing Yao, you can be partial, but I have to kindly remind you that if you anger me, you will never leave I take half a step."

The disdain he showed stung her heart, even though she didn't know why she felt uncomfortable, but a certain thought in her mind caused her to approach him with a smile, and whispered into his ear, "... .do you love me?"

At the same time as she spoke, one of her hands had reached his heart, and she added in a low voice, "When you faced me, your heartbeat was so steady, do you really love me, or... Calculate?"

But she was pressed down by him just after she finished speaking, and her hands were controlled, as if afraid of her running away. His face was not good, but he didn't refute her remarks.

"All your threats can't stop me... because of those who died in vain, I will pay back their lives. I have already lost my soul. Grandpa Xuandu exhausted his cultivation to save me. My life is not just my own." It's over...Although I can't remember the past, I should have loved you very much, otherwise...I wouldn't be so...sad."

Even though she said that, she was smiling. She had never looked at him so seriously before. Her cold and deep eyebrows were as cold and clear as icebergs melting water. The overhanging facial features embedded in the clean and sharp facial contours were especially beautiful. , It's really beautiful.

But the two didn't look at each other for long, and he leaned over to kiss her lips, a kiss that was not tender at all, which made her feel his emotions most intuitively at this time, anxious and irritable, and seemed to be suppressing his anger.

Until this moment, she dared to burst into tears, when he couldn't see her.But the hasty kiss ended quickly, and he still saw her cry with his own eyes.

"You didn't ask these questions before, Qingyao...I know you're looking for the missing soul, you can go back after you find it, leave everything here, the child you haven't seen and...I... ..”

The eyes blurred by tears couldn't see the man's expression at the moment, but his voice was more than twice as gentle as before, and she was hugged tightly in the next second, which also made her cry even harder.

"..I...I can't remember, what do you want me to do? The first thing I saw here was him... He said he was my former lover, and my jade card is also in his place , How can I not believe it... Tom Riddle, I can't be with you, let alone have anything to do with him, I have my responsibilities, I have to go back to my life and plead guilty, that is my destination ,you.."

Before she finished speaking, he was interrupted sharply, "I don't agree, Qingyao, I said I don't agree! Can a high-ranking god deceive ordinary people? Your promise has not been fulfilled, and what you owe me will always be gone!" I don't know yet!"

The almost roaring words echoed in her ears, but she just stared at the ceiling, her mind was full of exhortations, she opened her lips and replied hesitantly, ".. but I have already Died once."

"So this time it won't, never! No one can hurt you, Qingyao, use your eternal time to make up for me, make up for this decade and every year in the future, even if you don't go back to the world, you won't be destroyed , you are willing to stay for Malfoy, but you are unfeeling to me to the end...Qing Yao, don't you think this is ridiculous, you and I are lovers."

His tone changed from eagerness to relaxation, which made her feel extremely uncomfortable, ".. as long as I find the lost soul, I can remember everything from the past... The things in that Qiankun bag are not only familiar to me, but also to me. My soul and mana are boiling for it, it is conceivable what that is, but you really stopped me just because you don't want me to go back? If you and I really love each other, why are you afraid that I will regain my memory?"

The truth seemed to be right in front of her eyes, but he denied it, so she took a little luck and took a deep breath before asking, "Tom Riddle, what are you afraid of? You clearly don't love me, why are you here?"

But he didn't answer, and he didn't even refute with a single word. It was like throwing her last luck into the trash can, telling her in this way that he was lying to her all the time.

"...What does the fairy in the story have to do with that man? She never thought of revenge. If she had resentment, she wouldn't die so easily. Do you understand?" She held back her tears, but trembling The voice had already exposed her psychology.

"do not talk."

This was the first sentence he said after the two had been deadlocked for a long time, but obviously those memories had not recovered, but she couldn't help herself, her heart seemed to be pierced by a dagger, and the bursts of pain stimulated her nerves, it was like a reminder, Reminding her that those memories hurt far more than what she saw.

But she suddenly laughed, "...The hobbies in this world are bitter, I don't want to try it anymore."

As soon as this sentence ended, her figure disappeared, replaced by a fresh and tender peach.She wanted to have a good night's sleep, and when she woke up again, maybe the vicissitudes of the world and the white clouds and dogs would all be unknown.

One year, two years, or even 30 years, 40 years, this seemingly long time may be as short as a sleep for the gods, no matter what kind of pain will disappear after the baptism of time, let alone love Hate entanglement.

Facing this peach, he tried to wake her up to no avail and then used magic, but the result was that the roots of the peach showed signs of withering. The temple surrounded by the peach forest was preserved, and the barrier was built again.

For the first month, Riddle went to check on her almost every day to see if she was awake. The house elf Fulla was arranged to take care of her, but every time it ended in disappointment.

This woman is indeed ruthless, and she is ruthless to him to the end. It is ridiculous to want to make him wait another decade or so in this way.

Malfoy had approached him more than once, and whenever the two of them met, conflicts would inevitably occur, and it was no surprise that they fought to the point of fighting. Even though he was the one who won every time, when he went back to face the peach, he only felt that he was Lost completely.

Later, he didn't go there again afterward, but before leaving, he gave her an ultimatum.

"One year, I'll give you one year, if you don't mind your son taking the first step."

In the past year, the British magic world has not been peaceful. A black wizard organization that can be regarded as a sudden birth has launched several large-scale attacks, even affecting innocent Muggles in London.

The Tower Bridge in London suffered the most serious damage in history. The middle of the bridge broke directly. Thousands of Muggles were witnessed. posed a rather daunting task.

These dark wizards are not only proficient in black magic but also very good at using the Unforgivable Curse. This is a very difficult problem for Auror, especially the leader among them, who almost only uses the Killing Curse, and he can't escape his death when he meets him head-on.

The organization is elusive, and even if the Aurors find some clues, they can always escape and pursue them. This has also caused the wizarding world to be almost panicked. follow-up matters.

These dark wizards wear black hoods and masks to cover their faces. They call themselves Death Eaters. They gather together for the sake of purifying the wizarding race and pure bloods, trying to let the real pure blood wizards take power and rule over the lowly half bloods. with hemp seeds.

What they did was even supported by some wizards, although these people did not join this organization, and even the mysterious leader gave a speech on the most prosperous wizarding commercial street in London, before the Aurors arrived .

He said that the balance of the wizarding world has been tilted, the interests and rights of pure-blood wizards are at stake, and more and more wizards have been polluted by dirty Muggle blood. Will become history, fairness and justice require sacrifice.

But even though the outside world was tense and chaotic, Hogwarts was very safe under the protection of Dumbledore until that day, September 1954, 9, the day when Hogwarts started school, a freshman appeared to ease all this for a short time .

On the second night, an unexpected visitor came to Dumbledore's office.

"Oh! Long time no see, Tom, I don't think you came to visit me specially, what would you like to drink? How about black tea?"

But Riddle didn't appreciate it at all. He looked coldly at the old man who was fiddling with the tea set and said bluntly, "Now that you know, stop pretending. You've been hiding really well all these years, Dumbledore, let him come out to see me."

However, Dumbledore didn't care, "I don't think it's necessary now, Tom, we didn't hide anything from him, he knows everything about the existence of you and Miss Qing, it depends on his own wishes, and I have protection My student's duty."

The next moment, his face darkened, "What, the headmaster of Hogwarts still wants to stop the father from meeting his son, Dumbledore, you are too lenient."

"I believe that if Miss Qing was present, she would never do this by force. Maybe you can ask her to come over, Tom, and let her see your child. I think she will be happy." Dumbledore still kept smiling.

Riddle retorted impatiently, "You don't need to worry about it, I will bring her here, but not now. In fact, Dumbledore, you can't stop me, as long as I want to."

It's just that the conversation between the two didn't last long before they were interrupted by a knock on the door. It wasn't a professor who came in, but a tall and thin boy.

From the first moment they met, Riddle knew that he was his son, because that face was a replica of his when he was in school, but this also made him sneer, and the dirty blood of the Riddle family was again Passed on in another way.

"Sorry to bother you, Professor Dumbledore, I would love to see my father."

The boy's manners are very good, and he is obviously well-educated. He has been calm since he came in. Even when he saw Riddle, the smile on his face did not change, as if this was the most ordinary thing for him.

"Oh...of course, if you wish." Dumbledore readily agreed and left the office temporarily.

It wasn't until the extra people disappeared that the boy put away his smile and stared indifferently at the man in front of him who was [-]% similar to himself, "I want to see my mother. I heard that you imprisoned her."

But Riddle didn't respond to his change, and instead asked, "Name."

"Same as you, Gellert's bad taste."

The boy replied nonchalantly, but added, "But I think it's a good name, and I'm sure my mother will like it, as long as she likes it."

It's just that Riddle's brows frowned inaudibly, his face was terrible, but he didn't make any comments, he just waved his wand, used magic to catch this arrogant little ghost, and sneered, "Do you want to see her? You go, but if it turns out to disappoint me, I don't mind my kids disappearing."

The author has something to say:

here i come, sisters

Little Tom appeared on the stage. At first, I was thinking of a name. Later, I thought it was better to carry forward the fine tradition of the Riddle family.