[HP] Immortality

Just as Qingyao thought, Riddle actually didn’t have that much free time. When she went to the library to accompany her, she also had to finish the homework assigned by the professor, so it turned into that she read quietly, and encountered something that she didn’t understand. Ask him again.

This "The Tales of Beedle the Poet" is strictly a book for wizards and children. Almost every wizarding family will tell their children this book as a bedtime story, so the vocabulary used in it is very simple and easy to understand. It's not too long either, which is a good read for her in a way.

Especially the illustrations in the book can move by themselves, which attracts Qing Yao's interest even more, and the content of the story is something she has never heard of, which seems more interesting than those picture books that always talk about love.

Although Riddle is writing the homework left over from the Transfiguration class, he still pays attention to the movements of the people around him from time to time. Simple papers are not difficult for him, but a little cumbersome.

The library is eerily quiet, the light from the chandelier is not dazzling but warm, and rows of bookshelves towering on both sides surround the students who are reading here.

The administrator was writing something at the front desk, occasionally looking up, she was notoriously violent among all the professors, which was one of the reasons why she was so quiet, after all, no one wanted to be kicked out.

So, even if the girls who came into the library and found Riddle excitedly wanted to have a private discussion with their friends, they had to keep their voices as low as possible, and if they made any noise, they couldn't sneak a peek at him anymore.

Qing Yao was fascinated by the reading, and she had already forgotten about being in the library. Looking at the illustration in the book, a cauldron with a brass foot and constantly emitting tumors was chasing a wizard, She frowned slightly.

Although it was just a story, the crucible jumping around in this picture was too real, which made her feel a little disgusted.

Qing Yao subconsciously moved back and away from the book, and accidentally touched it and made some noises, although it was not likely to be a bit harsh in the overly quiet library.

She raised her head in a daze, only to find that many hostile eyes were on her, and Riddle, who was beside her, also temporarily stopped writing, and gently grabbed her little hand and asked in a low voice, "Yao, what's the matter? "

But she shook her head, and then she pouted and complained to him, "The enchanted cauldron chasing the wizard in the first story is terrible."

Riddle had already seen the conspicuously moving illustrations in the book spread out in front of her, and he stretched out his hand to help her turn a page before comforting her gently, "Don't be afraid, I'm by your side, hold my hand and continue reading Bar."

"Well, good." Qing Yao obediently nodded and re-entered the story, but her heart was already sweet, although she could still feel those sights that made her uncomfortable, but it didn't hurt to have him around.

She took a sneak peek again during the break, and saw that the beautiful English letters on the parchment were arranged neatly and orderly, while he was concentrating on the thesis he was writing, his serious appearance made her heart skip a beat again.

She couldn't help smiling, it seemed that as long as she could watch him and talk to him, she would be happy, and if the fairy sister she knew knew about it, she would definitely laugh at her.

Such a comfortable relationship lasted for half an hour. After he finished writing the last word and browsed through it to confirm that it was correct, he put away the parchment, and silently leaned over to accompany her to read this extremely naive book for him. Stories are collected.

The close behavior of the two of them has already been noticed by other students, especially almost all the students know that this influential figure in the school has never been so close to a girl before, it is completely confirmed that the two should be a couple fact.

There are always some crazy girls. Riddle has a big support club at Hogwarts. Although it is underground, everyone who joins likes him. Before that, everyone treated him equally, but now there is an exception. , sooner or later there will be unbearable.

An hour before the curfew, Riddle sent Qingyao back to the dormitory. As a prefect, he had other things to deal with, so it was impossible for him to stay by her side all the time. However, a long time of you and me was indispensable when we parted. .

And just a few minutes after Riddle left, Qing

There was a knock on Yao's bedroom door.

She was packing up her few poor clothes, but when she heard the knock on the door, she stopped working and went to open the door.

Standing outside was a short, chubby little girl wearing glasses, with a blue Ravenclaw logo on the chest of her robe, she seemed a little shy and nervous, she lowered her head and fiddled with her sleeves, not daring to look directly at her.

Qingyao looked at her rather strangely. This girl looks ordinary and can be buried in the crowd, but she still has a little impression, so she took the lead and asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"

The girl slowly raised her head to look at her after being asked such a question, her expression was full of struggle and reluctance, and she seemed to be apologetic, "Miss Qing, I...I heard Professor Dumbledore say that you asked for leave today, so I want to come look at you.."

Seeing that the other party cared about her, Qing Yao stepped back a little and made a gesture of invitation, "Thank you, why don't you come in and talk, it's not good to stand at the door all the time."

Qing Yao led her in and sat at the round table beside her. She prepared another cup of black tea and brought it to her before sitting down opposite her. She took out a small cardboard box and put it on the table, then carefully pushed past.

Qing Yao looked at the box and wondered, "What is this?"

However, the little girl was still too nervous to speak, so she could only comfort her, "Have some black tea, what's your name? Sorry, I should have met you in class, but there are too many students, I can't remember Hold your name."

The girl quickly waved her hand, "It's okay, Miss Qing, my name is Myrtle Warren, and I'm a third-year Ravenclaw student. In this box is a cake I prepared for you in the kitchen. It tastes delicious. I hope you can Try it."

"Thank you, Ms. Warren." Qing Yao replied with a faint smile, and then opened the box, and there was indeed a piece of delicate-looking and delicious cake inside, and it was specially equipped with a fork.

Under Warren's expectant and fearful eyes, Qing Yao forked a small piece into her mouth, the sweet but not greasy taste overflowed her taste buds, she seemed to have tasted several different kinds of fruits, not mixed but divided Clearly, this made her unable to resist taking a few more mouthfuls.

"I don't know how this is made, it's delicious, and I like it very much." Qing Yao praised without hesitation, she really likes this kind of fluffy and soft pastry, and eating it sweetly will improve her mood.

But something seemed wrong, Qing Yao suddenly felt extremely sleepy, she tried her best but her eyelids became heavier and heavier, she wanted to reach out and pinch the center of her brows, but she couldn't even lift her hands, Looking at Warren on the opposite side, she opened her lips, but she lost consciousness completely without saying a word.

Warren came to Qing Yao's side in a panic and raised his hand to shake her gently, "Miss Qing? Miss Qing?"

But there was no movement from the other party. Warren looked at the half-destroyed piece of cake next to her, and her heart was already occupied by fear and anxiety. Just as she was thinking about what to do, the knock on the door rang again.

Warren was taken aback, and her heart beat faster like a drum. She stared at the door a few feet away as if she had been frozen, and stood still, not daring to move, until the sound came from outside. A very impatient female voice.

"Four-eyed dog, quickly open the door for me!"

Only then did Warren seem to come back to his senses. He didn't dare to delay any longer and quickly trotted over to open the door. The first of the two girls pushed her away forcefully, then walked in and locked the door behind him.

"Good job, you're finally useful, four-eyed dog." The girl glanced at Warren standing aside with disgust, and then sarcastically said, "Mudblood, if you want to be behind Hogwarts Spend a few years in peace, just keep your mouth shut."

Warren couldn't help shaking, she could only nod frantically, but she said timidly as if she had thought of something, "G... Gross... If Miss Qing wakes up... will she tell the professor The testimonial is that I... sent the cake with water of life and death..."

"How could that old hat assign you a fool like you to Ravenclaw? Maybe it's time to consider changing it." Gross taunted and took out his wand to be on the safe side and added a stun spell before continuing.

"What are you afraid of? I have already asked other professors. This woman obviously appeared at Hogwarts suddenly, so it won't matter if she disappears again."

At this time, another girl took something and handed it to Gross, "Aphra, I couldn't find the headgear that can be turned into a weapon, only this strange dress."

Gross took it and threw it on the ground without looking at it, then swung her wand and threw a fire spell over it, but the red light flashed and nothing happened, she cast another one, but it still didn't work.

"What's going on? Why doesn't the spell work?" Gross looked at the crumpled white shirt on the ground with some irritability, then turned to the girl and said, "Jenny, try it."

Winkler nodded and took out her wand, but instead of using the Fire Curse, she replaced it with a Shattering Curse, but the white shirt still didn't change, not even moved.

"It's so strange. It seems that the clothes have been cast with water and fire inviolability spells and other protective spells. Doesn't it mean that this woman can't use magic?" Winkler knelt down and picked up the white shirt for careful inspection. Comfortable, the fabric is not ordinary when you touch it, it has a silky texture.

Gross didn't answer, just grabbed the white shirt and tried to tear it up with bare hands, but no matter how hard she tried, she still didn't move at all, she suddenly swept towards Warren who was standing tremblingly aside, "Hey, four-eyed dog, do you know this? what is the reason?"

Although Warren was also very curious, but with these two Slytherin girls around, she really didn't dare, so she shook her head tremblingly, "I, I don't know either."

"Oh, Aphra, you might as well just ask her about the dress, how could that kind of idiot know?" Winkler taunted eccentrically, and then added, "Four-eyed dog, you can go away!" Go back to your dormitory, but if you reveal it to others..."

"I promise Merlin that I won't tell anyone!" Warren looked at the other party's unfriendly smile, and the insults he had suffered immediately appeared in his mind, and his face turned pale and he immediately promised.

"Very good." Winkler glanced at the door, signaling her to leave quickly.

Warren didn't dare to stay longer, and rushed out the door as if fleeing. Fortunately, the corridor outside was empty, and no one could find that she had looked for Qingyao before the curfew.

After the Hogwarts curfew bell rang, students had to stay in their dormitories. If they were found wandering around the castle, they would not only lose points but also be punished accordingly, such as confinement or something.

But there are always a few students who know that they can’t do it, and secretly come out of the lounge after the curfew, to explore the secrets in the mysterious and silent castle or go on an adventure in the eerie Forbidden Forest.

Qing Yao, who was thrown into the depths of the Forbidden Forest, did not wake up after sleeping for some time. She supported her forehead and sat up. Although the Water of Life and Death was a powerful sleeping pill, fortunately, she did not take less panacea on weekdays, and she was a fairy. Naturally, the potions made by mortals cannot really harm her.

But this is really bad, but Qingyao really can't believe that the shy little girl actually wanted to harm her.

It's already midnight, she doesn't know where she is, and she can't see her fingers in the darkness. When she looks up, even the night sky is blocked by the towering trees, and all her mana has been poured into the jade pendant she gave to Riddle. , with only a wand left.

But except for the disarming spell, she didn't know any other spells, and she couldn't make some light to illuminate the way forward. Although she was extremely scared, she had no choice but to discredit and move forward, which was better than sitting still and waiting to die.

Thus, Qing Yao moved slowly towards an unknown direction.

After walking for a long time, the surrounding environment was eerily silent, only the sound of her slight footsteps, but after a while, a strange sound came from behind her left, and it became more and more clear.

Qing Yao hurriedly took out her wand and stared nervously at the direction of the sound source. The fear in her heart was amplified a little bit. She bit her lower lip and waited for what was about to come.

I saw an animal with a slight halo coming out of a bush. It looked like a white horse with sharp horns on its head. It didn't seem to be afraid of people. no hostility.

Only then did Qingyao breathe a sigh of relief. She put away her wand and looked at the animal curiously. It rubbed against her friendlyly, as if asking her to reach out and touch herself.

"I've never seen a creature like you before. You are not allowed to bite me. It would be great if you could take me out." Qing Yao raised her hand and stroked its head, her eyes focused on the strange horn , and the little hand slowly moved towards it.

But just when she was about to touch it, there was another rustling sound behind her. She immediately withdrew her hand and looked back vigilantly, but what greeted her was a sharp arrow piercing the wind.

It wasn't until the arrow sank into her chest that she was able to see clearly that there seemed to be a strange creature running towards her with a bow before she fell unconscious.

The author has something to say:

Come on, the Gryffindor girl named Meryl had a surname that collided with Myrtle's, so I changed Meryl's surname.