[HP] Immortality

In fact, the basement of Hogwarts is also very complicated, such as the corridor where Qingyao’s dormitory is located, which is an area that other students generally do not come to, except for the lounges and dormitories of the two colleges, and the Potions classroom , and there are a few abandoned rooms that are not used.

Qing Yao followed them around and entered a classroom that she had never been before. There were many dusty desks and chairs piled up inside, which looked more like a utility room than a classroom.

She silently retreated to the corner, squeezed a small magic spell to clean the dust on the table, and then sat on it silently, then swayed her legs and stared at the two people who were confronting each other as if watching a play.

Malfoy pulled out his wand and threw a jinx without any hesitation. The green light flashed but disappeared just as it was about to hit him, as if there was a transparent barrier between the two.

Although his attack was deflected, Malfoy was not unwilling to do so. Instead, he began to play with his wand. He arrogantly raised his chin to provoke, "Don't just defend yourself, prefect, let me see how powerful the first grader is."

But Riddle was unmoved at all, he looked around calmly, the faint smile on his lips remained undiminished, "Crushing waste is not within my scope of interest, such meaningless things are a waste of my time. "

But this one only earned Malfoy a disdainful sneer, "Don't you dare, Riddle." As he spoke, he took out a silk handkerchief and wiped the wand slowly, as if it had been stained by the spell just now .

The other party's provocation didn't constitute any influence or threat to Riddle, it only made him feel childish and ridiculous, "I think Amycus will be happy to accompany you to do some stupid stupid things, such as dueling."

However, this remark seemed to hit Malfoy's laughing point, and he immediately sarcastically said, "If you don't dare to let your dog come, it is indeed very similar to what you would do, but will this dog know how to do it?" Bite his master back."

The indifference in Riddle's eyes seemed to change with the words of the other party, and the smile on his face became more and more dangerous, "Malfoy, now is not the time for you to worry about these things, it's just that we really need to settle the matter."

Malfoy's face immediately turned cold, and he became more and more disgusted when he looked at the person opposite, "Clear it? Fortunately, I interrupted it in time, didn't I, that idiot just sold himself in such a muddle-headed way. Who else would do it except you."

"Perhaps you should be clearer." Riddle suddenly withdrew his smile, his obsidian eyes were full of haze, "She is mine, and the consequences of provoking her."

He only waved his wand lightly, without uttering a single spell, and saw Malfoy froze in place, but when he raised his wand again, his arm was immediately imprisoned by an invisible force He stopped, and then he felt something rushing into his arms.

A few seconds passed, and after groping for the hand of the invisible villain in his arms, Riddle released the petrification spell on Malfoy's body, then held her hand tightly and walked out without saying a word.

It wasn't until she returned to the long corridor of Qingyao's bedroom that she finally agreed to show her figure, but she was pulled into his arms in the next second, and before she could speak, his deep voice came from her ear, " Does Yao know that doing so will make me angry?"

"I'm sorry, Tom...I was worried, so I wanted to go and have a look..." Qing Yao knew that he was really upset this time, so she immediately apologized, and her two little hands hugged his waist tightly and refused to let go .

He brushed the long hair on her face behind her ears, bowed his head and kissed her neck, sucking harder on purpose, and after a while, there was a clear red mark, and he seemed satisfied, "I hope Yao can Understand, your man is not so weak that you need to protect him, so you don't need to interfere in such matters in the future."

She wanted to touch the place where she was kissed, but when she raised her hand and was about to touch it, he grabbed her wrist again. Before she could say a word, he took the first step and continued, "The willful thing Yao wants to experience is irrelevant Interrupted by someone, how about we continue at night, my dear, I want to satisfy you."

She thought that noon would pass by like this, but she didn't expect him to bring up the matter again. It's only been an hour since those blushing and heartbeating scenes, and they are still vivid in her memory. The gradually warming little face is buried in his arms. He let out a muffled "hmm".

Seeing that she agreed, he smiled happily, stroked her soft long hair gently and said, "Hey, the afternoon class is about to start, I'll accompany you back first."

As he spoke, he loosened her hand and turned to hold her, then walked to the other side of the corridor.

It was only when Qingyao came to the mirror that she could see the good deeds he had done. There were more Daoming traces in the middle of her neck, and those left before could be covered by clothes, but this was obviously not possible.

She sat in front of the dressing table and touched it. Looking at him in the mirror, she immediately frowned and reproached, "Tom did it on purpose, and now he has to be seen by others."

However, he raised his eyebrows and stood behind her with a smile that was not a smile. He stretched out his hand and carefully caressed the marks on her neck, and then leaned over to her ear, "Yao is right, I did it on purpose, so that some people will be more happy." Know who you really are, don't you, dear..."

He paused and kissed her face before saying, "I want to leave my mark on your body, a mark that cannot be washed off."

Her heart was beating faster with his words, she rubbed the corners of her sleeves with both hands, pursed her lips and lowered her head to hide her blushing face, she was silent for a moment before quickly changing the subject, "...Tom... Can you brush my hair for me?"

He straightened up and stared at her flushed face in the mirror, the smile on his lips deepened, he lowered his eyes and glanced at the few pitiful jewelry on the table, he paused for a few seconds before taking the wooden comb, I answered "yes".

After the afternoon classes, there will be a weekly routine meeting of the student council, and all the prefects will be present, and the main topic this time is the selection of scripts for Christmas dramas.

After routinely carrying out the various reports of each college for the last week, Greenton described this novel story and the content of several other candidate scripts to the prefects, and then it was time for discussion and voting .

Gryffindor and Hufflepuff have been colluded by Greenton for a long time. As for Ravenclaws, they always have their own ideas. Most of them choose their own, but the most consistent one is Slytherin.

After the other three houses had been selected, there was still no movement on the Slytherin side until Riddle, who was sitting at the far end, calmly said, "The third one." Then the remaining five prefects They followed suit and made choices.

Although Greenton has always known that among the several prefects in Slytherin, although there are seniors, the right to speak has always been in the hands of Riddle, who is only in the fifth grade, but this is too orderly.

However, the final result is obvious. Under the black box operation, the repertoire of this Christmas drama is naturally the love story from the ancient East.

Then, the prefects are required to coordinate the role voting, summary and deadline of their respective colleges. Greenton has long listed all the characters involved in this story, a simple description of the characters, and the most important point: the final selection The gender of the actor and the character playing does not need to be the same.

This is probably the most attractive point in the past few years. Although Greenton arranged the tasks solemnly on the surface, she couldn't wait in her heart. She pretended to inadvertently glanced at the frontmost Slytherin on the left, and she was about to come when she was proud. up.

Qingyao now knows that the first-level leader will go to a meeting every week, so she went directly back to the dormitory to wait for him after class. She wanted to take advantage of this time to practice some mana, but when she just entered the state, there was a knock on the door.

She immediately opened her eyes to look, and at the same time there was another knock on the door, so she held her breath, got out of bed and opened the door.The person who came surprised her. It was Berenice, the Miss Blake whom she had seen many times.

While Qing Yao was still looking at each other silently, she greeted with a smile, "Excuse me, Miss Qing, maybe we can talk while Riddle is away."

Qing Yao keenly smelled something bad, but this matter had to be resolved, and now her mana had recovered a bit, at least this little girl was not her opponent.

Nodding silently, she took two steps back and opened the door a little bit to signal the other party to come in.

The two sat face to face at the small round table on the side. Berenice looked around the entire bedroom calmly. It was very ordinary and nothing special. If it wasn't for the dressing table, she would have thought it wasn't a woman. s room.

But adhering to the good etiquette of an ancient family background, she quickly turned her gaze back to the overly beautiful girl opposite, "Miss Qing is the most beautiful person I have ever seen, may I ask your age."

This question made Qingyao really unable to answer, since she was born, then how could she be nearly ten thousand years old, even if she told the truth, how could the other party believe it.

After hesitating for a few seconds, she pursed her lips and replied vaguely, "I... am actually much older than Miss Black, and Tom is naturally too..."

Berenice could probably guess what the other party meant, even though the smile on her face loosened a little when she heard the word "Tom", she still feigned surprise and said, "Oh! I thought Miss Qing was not yet 20 years old , After all, you look only seventeen or eighteen, almost like the senior girls in the seventh grade, which is really enviable."

Seeing her sigh that seemed genuine, Qing Yao just smiled guiltyly, "Thank you, Miss Black...you just came here to find me, so it's not just for such a trivial matter, is it?"

But what Berenice said next made Qing Yao feel a little bit at a loss. She admitted directly and generously without any shyness, "Yes, I'm sorry Miss Qing, I like Riddle very much, not just admiring him, I like him, The kind of liking I want to be with him."

Qing Yao looked at her sincere and meaningless appearance in silence, and then she smiled and answered softly, "I understand, I can understand your mind, Miss Black, but I'm sorry, I like him very much, and I don't like him too much. I intend to pass it on to someone else."

Qingyao's answer seemed to be within Berenice's expectation, she was not angry but continued calmly, "Of course, if it were me, I would not give up, but Miss Qing doesn't consider other things? For example, your unknown origin Identity and Muggle blood."

As soon as the words came out, there was only silence in the room. After a few seconds, Qing Yao frowned and retorted, "According to what you said, it's not enough for me and him to like each other. We need to consider this layer of illusory things? What about the background, As long as this feeling is true, it is enough."

But this made Berenice's expression weird, but he quickly returned to the original, still with a polite smile, "Miss Qing is right, it's a beautiful idea, but maybe you should understand Slytherin, don't forget, he's also a Slytherin."

Qingyao was silent, she stared at the girl opposite without saying a word, obviously she was the one with him, but she had a feeling that she was far away from him in a trance, she was close at hand but seemed to be separated by an insurmountable barrier gully.

Seeing that it seemed to have some effect, Berenice continued, "He is a recognized genius. It may not be enough to describe him as excellent. Everything about him is so perfect, but from the moment he entered Slytherin, you don't care. Bloodlines already mattered, to him and to other Slytherins."

After she finished speaking, she suddenly got up and bowed again, "Then, I won't disturb Miss Qing's rest."

She didn't care about the other party's indifference, and left the dormitory without any delay, but the smile on her face disappeared completely the moment she turned around.

The door was gently closed, Qing Yao was still sitting, her mind was replaying all the words Berenice said, she still didn't know him well enough.

The gentle and considerate appearance when facing her, the usual indifference and alienation, and his cold and terrifying expression in the first morning...

She slowly stroked her neck, and the red marks that had been covered up by the spell reappeared.Yes, she couldn't tell the difference, what kind of real him is...

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Our heroine finally thinks more and more wrong