[HP] Immortality

It was Carlo who came, and his expression was obviously surprised. He obviously didn't expect this place to turn into this fairyland on earth, and both of them looked at him in unison. He quickly restrained his expression and explained, "Sorry Excuse me, Miss Qing, it seems that Professor Dumbledore has something to look for you."

"So, then I'll take a step first." Qing Yao looked back at Riddle beside her, opened her lips and hurried out without saying anything else.

After watching her leave, the surrounding environment began to undergo earth-shaking changes. In just a few seconds, the peach forest disappeared completely, and turned into a large, cool-colored lounge.

Riddle sat on the silver-gray sofa behind him. There was no tenderness on his face but only indifference. He glanced at Carlo who was still standing there and said displeasedly, "Amycus, you came too late. It was a coincidence."

Carlo knew that the other party must be dissatisfied, but he didn't intend to back down, he just laughed and sat down, "It's Dumbledore, Tom, and it's not interesting for you to date that chick alone here, is it possible? You really want to court her? Don't forget, the minister's daughter, Black and Ravenclaw."

"It's not up to you, Amycus, you're a smart person, you don't need me to teach you, there are some things you should know how to do." Riddle suddenly stood up and resumed his usual decent smile and continued, " I don't want to see anyone absent from the regular meeting in the evening."

After all, he was the first to leave the Room of Response.

Carlo, on the other hand, stared in the direction of the exit with a frightening expression on his face, and suddenly let go of his clenched fists, as if thinking of something, he changed his gloomy expression and gave a meaningful smile.

After Qing Yao came out from there, she went down to Dumbledore's office on the third floor of the castle without stopping. She knocked on the door that looked old, and opened it from the inside within a short while.

This is not the first time Qingyao has come here. After all, Dumbledore is also her superior, and she will also come to the office to participate in the preparation of some courses.

Under the reception of the other party, Qingyao sat in the reception area beside her. There was already a cup of fragrant milk tea in front of her, and the phoenix also flew over and landed beside her.

She looked at Dumbledore who was sitting opposite and asked, "What is the professor looking for?"

"Miss Qing, what do you think of the Quidditch match in the morning? Oh, you're welcome, just enjoy these desserts." Dumbledore smiled kindly. He grabbed a pile of cockroaches and ate them, as if having a tea party.

Qingyao was somewhat used to the contrasting setting that this apparently unsmiling young man would actually like sweets, so she also relaxed and took a sip of sweet milk tea.

She thought for a while before answering, "It's the first time I've seen this kind of strange activity. In the past, there were few such sports in the heavens. Besides, flying clouds and flying fog is a magic skill that all gods can master. These broomsticks are quite interesting."

Dumbledore nodded, "I'm so glad you like it, Miss Qing, I have some understanding of the heavens you mentioned, the ancient and mysterious eastern world makes me yearn for it, and I have only read the legends about gods in books, you The arrival of this is even more proof that this isn't just a Muggle figment."

Qing Yao was silent for a moment, "Maybe I've let you down, this...Actually, I don't know very well, it's just that there are no gods living in this world, and the heaven I'm talking about is not China here."

"Oh...it's a pity." Although Dumbledore said so, he still looked excited, "But Miss Qing's arrival must not be just an accident. If Miss Qing needs anything, you can just tell me Or Armando, we are happy to help."

"Thank you, Professor, I am very grateful to you for taking me in. I don't dare to bother the two of you." Qing Yao hastily declined. She didn't really want to get involved with these mortals from other worlds. If there is a cause, there will be an effect, so it is not easy to cut off.

Dumbledore is the best at reading people's hearts. He can more or less see the other party's concerns and thoughts. Knowing that she still can't trust them, he is not in a hurry, "You are welcome, Miss Qing is now a member of Hogwarts. Faculty and staff also get their due rewards through your own efforts."

But while chatting, the two talked about some things from the heavens to others.

Dumbledore asked naturally, "Miss Qing seems to have become a good friend with one of my students. I heard Mrs. Patrick mention that Riddle took you to the medical wing several times."

Qing Yao nodded, her eyes fell on the refilled cup of milk tea, as long as he was mentioned, she couldn't help but smile, it's lucky to have him these days.

Of course, Dumbledore caught her bright and shy appearance, "Riddle is the smartest student at Hogwarts for hundreds of years. Times have changed a lot, unfortunately...”

Seeing the other party sigh, Qing Yao was a little puzzled, "What's the pity?"

"His mind is not only on his studies. I believe that he will be a good choice to enter the Ministry of Magic after graduation with his talents." Dumbledore still didn't say everything, but as a professor, he should keep the students' privacy and past.

Qingyao folded her hands on her lap and was constantly entangled, recalling that long conversation in her room, she pursed her lips and said, "I know that Riddle doesn't have a good family background, and I heard that Slytherin despises people with such background the most. , I think it was not easy for him to come here in the first place."

The more she gets to know him, the more she wants to pay attention to him. How much effort does it take to get the affirmation of many people?She never thought about it.

Dumbledore couldn't help but fell into memories, even though he was the one who brought Riddle back at first, he didn't pay too much attention to it, after all, there were too many students.But it seemed that Slytherin didn't welcome the children from this orphanage at that time, but it changed completely after just one school year.

But also because of this question, Dumbledore was more sure that this girl who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old must like Riddle, but this might not be a bad thing. What wonderful reactions happened?

Dumbledore paid attention to her expression and replied, "Most of Slytherin's students come from ancient wizard families. It may not be very good to say that, but an orphan will indeed be marginalized."

Qingyao naturally understood that it must not be just crowding out, she seemed to be able to see the thin little boy who just entered the school sitting on the long Slytherin table with his head upright, but the students around him refused to pay attention to him. ..

How hard must he have worked in the past few years to grow into the current Riddle who is loved by professors and students?She never seemed to care about him, but she got a lot of help from him...

She suddenly wanted to find him...

Thinking of this, she immediately said, "Professor, is there anything else important? I just thought that there are some things that I haven't finished in time, and my mana needs more time to practice."

Seeing that she was anxious, Dumbledore stopped keeping her, "oh... I have nothing else to do, I hope it doesn't take up too much of your time."

So, Qingyao quickened her pace and left the office. It was getting closer to the lunch time. She went directly to the auditorium, but she couldn't find Riddle's figure. Usually he would be surrounded by a circle of people. The long table of Slytherin, and not many people from the other three houses.

Unable to do so, she went back to the basement and walked towards the entrance of the Slytherin common room, but when she was almost there, she stopped again.

Thanks to Greenton, she was able to go to the Gryffindor common room, and Hufflepuff was also invited by a cute little girl, only Ravenclaw and Slytherin did not up.

Although she could enter the student lounge as a staff member, she was invited both times. This time, she just wanted to find him. If he wasn't there, it didn't seem good to force her way in.

Just as she was hesitating, a somewhat familiar male voice came from behind.

"Miss Qing? Why did you come to our lounge?"

It was a coincidence that Malfoy was going back to the dormitory to pick up things after chatting with a few members of the Quidditch team, but he didn't want to run into this one on the way.

As soon as Qingyao turned around, he had already come to her. She immediately recalled the unpleasant things that happened before, subconsciously took a step back, and replied in a cold tone, "It's nothing." But he was about to leave.

But Malfoy raised his hand and blocked her way, he hooked his lips and grabbed her wrist at the same time, and after looking left and right, he asked, "Want to go in?"

Qing Yao glared at him angrily and withdrew her hand forcefully, retorting angrily, "I don't want to, I have to leave."

"Don't be in a hurry, Miss Qing." Malfoy blocked her way again, and then said, "Remember what I mentioned to you? Regarding how you defeated Riddle, I hope you can help me."

Qingyao frowned and refused, "Mr. Malfoy, I don't want to help you. I don't know what grievances you have with him, but if you want to defeat him, you can use the method of correcting Da Guangming. I heard people say It seems that there is a dueling club, and wizards can use this method to fight each other."

But Malfoy snorted coldly with disdain, "He is not as brilliant as you think, Miss Qing, there are many things you don't understand, but I can tell you his true face, I don't want you, who is so beautiful, to be deceived by him gone."

Seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, Qing Yao lowered her eyes and said hesitantly, "You are not dealing with him at all, how can I believe your words? If you intend to smear, then I will only listen to your one-sided words?"

"Of course I don't mind him being there, but do you think he would admit it so easily? Of course, the wizarding world has plenty of ways to make a wizard tell the truth, but since the result will be the same as what I said, then what you say is superfluous." Mal Fu had a meaningless expression, and a hint of disgust flashed in those light gray eyes.

"You... What kind of nonsense are you talking about? I have the right to refuse. I didn't want to agree to you at first, and I don't want to agree to you now. Let me go." Qing Yao looked at him and got angry. Walk.

But Malfoy's next words made her stop, "Miss Qing, you don't really like him, do you?"

Her figure froze in place. Seeing her like this, his expression suddenly changed. He walked up to her a few steps and held her hand, saying angrily, "You like him? Do you really like him? "

The other party's sudden aggressiveness made Qingyao extremely annoyed, "What does it matter to you whether I like him or not? I remember you once said that you have a fiancée, and you can't get along with each other. Please let go."

He was silent for a few seconds before letting her go, even though his expression was still bad, he gave a playful smile, "I can tell you something else, he is a fourth grader who intends to pursue Ravenclaw, Want to know why?"

Qingyao didn't answer, but a different feeling filled her heart. She thought of the girl named Black again...

He had already caught a glimpse of a group of people at the corner in front of him, and immediately moved closer on purpose and lowered his voice, "Because, she is the daughter of the current Minister of Magic, I know you don't believe me, but you can go and ask him, Carlo Your follower, you should know him... So, you still like him?"

"I..." She clenched her robe tightly, lowered her head and stared at the ground, and mist formed in front of her eyes, "I have never said that I like Riddle, why should he tell me who he wants to pursue? These have nothing to do with I'm fine."

Malfoy stepped back a little, and deliberately cast a provocative look at the visitor, "You heard me, she said she doesn't like you."

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