[HP] Immortality

As a result, before Riddle walked out of this long corridor, Qing Yao was so angry that she used a small spell to get out of his arms, and then walked forward without looking back.

"Yao! Slow down..." Riddle looked at her figure who was already more than ten feet away in just two seconds, and without any pause, he quickly stepped forward to hold her hand, and refused to let go.

But it was only after he caught up that he found that his little girlfriend was wiping her tears silently with her head down. He frowned and pulled her into his arms, then patted her on the back and comforted her softly, "Sorry, Yao, it's all my fault... don't keep silent, no matter what it is, just scold me and beat me."

But she just didn't say a word, didn't struggle, her two little hands were tightly clenched between the two, the tears were still flowing, she bit her lower lip to keep herself from crying, the thin shoulders Trembling slightly.

Riddle couldn't, so he hugged her so quietly, naturally he didn't miss the way she was holding back, he only sighed inaudibly, hugged her tighter, lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Sorry... .You really wronged you by associating with me, Yao can punish me any way she wants, but just one thing, don't leave me."

At this moment, it seems that he is no longer the model student who has attracted the attention of countless girls and is loved by teachers and students alike. Everything is proud, just a man who does wrong things and hopes to ask his beloved to forgive him.

But even so, she still refused to give in, and remained silent until the time passed by, and she heard a somewhat familiar female voice calling his name.

".Ridell...Senior..."

Only Serwyn, who was already dressed, had just cried, staring at the pair of embracing people in the distance with red eyes, and his broken heart finally began to wither.

But this sentence seemed to have stimulated Qingyao, for a moment, she disappeared again without leaving anything.

Riddle's expression froze, and his face was worse than ever. He lowered his eyes and stared at his hand. It seemed that there was still her warmth and breath in his palm, and the peach blossom fragrance had also faded into the air.

The call from the girl behind him was ignored by him, without even giving him a look, he immediately turned and walked towards the end of the corridor, his eyes were so gloomy that they were comparable to the eerie Forbidden Forest outside the castle.

Even Peeves, who happened to run into it on the stairs, didn't dare to go forward. Except for the bloody Barrow, the only one in Hogwarts who could make him feel sincerely afraid, but when he was passing by and was about to slip away, It found itself unable to move.

Peeves kept up the antics of going up the stairs, until a cold and deep male voice came from the rear right, "Have you seen the teaching assistant of the Transfiguration class, the girl from the East."

How could Peeves dare to be negligent, and he immediately replied, "You mean that beautiful girl? I saw it... just half a minute ago, she flew out of the window and disappeared, oh... I Bet she's not a wizard! Nobody can fly without a broomstick...this amazing girl is like no other!"

But Riddle was not in the mood to listen to its nonsense anymore, he waved his wand to break the petrification spell, and then left quickly.

Peeves' words are half and half believable. He still chooses to go to Mrs. Patrick's office on the second floor first, and then go to her bedroom. castle...

This thought made him narrow his eyes dangerously. The consequences of this rare miscalculation are not small, and it is worth pondering, but to find her, you may have to use some special methods, such as knowing her location anytime and anywhere, but all of this can find her As a prerequisite.

However, where would his little girlfriend go other than Hogwarts on this winter night at the end of November...

Standing in front of the door marked "Tom.Marvolo.Riddle", Qing Yao hesitated for a moment or silently recited the mantra and walked through the door, lighting up the lamp. The layout inside was the same as when she came two days ago.

Qingyao quickly imposed restrictions on the entire room, temporarily hiding this bedroom, no matter who passes by, they will not notice or there is anything strange, everything will go with the flow, and it will be automatically lifted when the time comes.

Qing Yao can't help but get angry whenever she thinks of the scene in the prefect's bathroom. Since he likes cuddling with other girls so much, then don't come back to rest!Even if there was a reason, what she saw with her own eyes was enough.

Therefore, Qing Yao, who was still angry, started a sweeping campaign.

She opened the closet, and there were school gowns and inner clothes neatly hung in different categories. There were no conspicuous bright colors, almost all black, white and gray, and the quantity was pitifully small. This can only be described as simple.

After watching for a few minutes, Qingyao closed it again, and then moved to the side of the desk, which was full of things but neatly organized.

In addition to textbooks, there are many books borrowed from the library on the table. I don’t know if you have read them all, but there are a few books that have obvious traces of flipping through, because she has found that there are densely packed books in an ordinary diary that is put together. Recorded text.

Although at a glance, Qingyao can only understand a lot, especially the latest ones. Many unfamiliar words are piled up together, and the one with the highest frequency is also something she has never seen before. What exactly is "Horcrux"? thing...

But since he wrote it down on purpose, it must have a special purpose, probably related to magic, and Qing Yao has never been interested in these academic issues about magic, so he didn't care.

On the other side is a sofa for one person, and there is a small round table next to it. There are some tea sets and two books on it. Obviously, it should be used for him to pass the time when he is alone on weekdays, although she has never seen him. When have you been free.

Wandering around to the window again, the gentle sound of the waves became more obvious. Qing Yao stretched out her hand, and it was dark outside the window, but with the help of some light, it was clear that this place was located at the bottom of the water, and the only water source in the entire Hogwarts Isn't it the Black Lake, so the location of the Slytherin lounge and dormitory can be imagined.

It’s no wonder that although Qingyao’s visits are few in number, she always feels colder than the underground. It’s because of the black lake. No wonder the fireplace in the lounge is useless even if it’s burning all the year round, but if it’s sunny, The scenery through the window must have a special flavor.

However, although this bedroom is clean and tidy, except for the tapestries and wall clocks on the walls, there are no decorations at all, but as soon as he thinks about his personality, Qing Yao instantly understands that he is not the kind of person who pays attention to these things.

After reading and reading, Qingyao glanced at the time and realized that the curfew had already started. She was sitting at the desk boringly flipping through those books, but each book was the kind that she either couldn't understand the title of the book, or it was about advanced academic theories. , not the kind she likes at all.

Qing Yao had no choice but to give up, took his diary and a quill pen, turned to the last page and began to write and draw. When she wrote the pen, she subconsciously wrote his name, which should be the most firmly remembered when she started learning English. .

It's just that her own name was a transliteration according to his explanation, so she wrote the word "Qingyao" next to "Tom. Riddle" in the most familiar characters, and drew a heart shape to frame them together.

Qingyao looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction, and then, as if she remembered something, she took a pen and continued to write under the name what she saw from the drawing book - the love started and deepened without knowing it.

Looking at this sentence, she couldn't help but smile a little. The scenes of getting along with him for so many days flashed through her mind. It seemed that the annoyance in her heart had been diluted a lot, but she still didn't intend to forgive so easily, saying that she was stingy Well, no matter how hypocritical, she wanted to seek an explanation for the discomfort in her heart.

Qing Yao was determined not to let him go tonight and came back, so she continued to scribble in his diary like revenge, all according to her own ideas, but it was him who wrote the pen again, although she was angry with him, she couldn't help it.

When she finally drew him, looking at the portrait in this book, her mood suddenly became confused, she hesitated for a long time, but in the end she was still reluctant, so she shortened the time of the restraint.

After playing slowly and leisurely for a while, the time has already passed 11:[-].

Qing Yao rubbed her eyes, put the diary and quill back to their original places, walked to the edge of the bed, sat down and lay down again, she covered her eyes with one hand and planned to squint for a while.

The soft beams of silver lanterns hanging from the ceiling sprinkled all the bright corners of this bedroom, enough to see all this clearly but not dazzling, but as time went by, the girl who was taking a nap on the bed seemed to be really a different person. Be careful to fall asleep.

After his little girlfriend disappeared, Riddle began a long journey to find his wife.

He went back to Mrs. Patrick's office first. She wasn't there. Of course he didn't say anything about it to avoid trouble. He was sure that if the most nagging one of the Hogwarts staff found out, he would Will hold on to him.

Afterwards, he went to her dormitory in the basement, but she was not there, and he went to check her most precious white shirt in the closet. Fortunately, it was not missing, which made him more sure She must still be at Hogwarts.

Immediately, Riddle thought that she might go to the Response Room on the eighth floor. Although he only took her there once, it was indeed a good hiding place, but after thinking about it, his face darkened again.

If she didn't want to be found, then there was a high probability that she would choose a place that he couldn't reach, such as the dormitory of Greenton, the chairman of the Gryffindor Student Union.

Not to mention that it is in Gryffindor, you must have the correct password to get in, and it is still a dormitory for girls. You must know that in order to ensure the safety of the girls and avoid disturbance from the restless adolescent boys, all girls at Hogwarts The dormitory has a basic defense against boys, as long as any boy wants to enter the girls' dormitory, the aisle will become a slide.

If so, then even if he couldn't go in, he would still feel at ease, and he could wait until tomorrow to apologize to her, but if not, then it would be a bit tricky. Apart from these places, where else could she go?

After leaving her dormitory, Riddle headed for the faculty bathroom not too far away, but the result was still unsatisfactory.

Although the possibility of her being in the Response Room was unlikely, he still didn't want to let go of any possibility, so he asked the passing portraits as he went to the eighth floor.

It's a pity that the results I got were either I didn't see it, I didn't know it, or I used it to gossip about them, or I asked him about her background. After all, such an oriental girl with distinctive characteristics is very rare here. .

After finally arriving at the Room of Requirement, it turned out to be exactly as he had imagined, and she was not there. Now his little girlfriend might really be hiding somewhere he couldn't reach.

But Riddle still searched all the way from the Astronomy Tower, spending a lot of time and energy, but she seemed to have evaporated, and she still failed until almost midnight.

This was his most powerless and helpless moment during the five years at Hogwarts. This was undoubtedly a reminder as well as a warning, as long as she wanted to hide, there was a way for him to find it.

As for the contest between spells and magic mentioned earlier, it was obvious that he lost completely.

Riddle slowly walked back to the Slytherin lounge, overwhelming frustration and worries about her filled his mind, but this seemed to be more interesting, the spells he ignored...

However, when he opened the door of his bedroom, he found that the girl he had been looking for for several hours was curled up on his bed, sleeping soundly.

He silently came to the side of the bed and looked down at her, perhaps because his back was turned to the light, his dark eyes seemed to melt into the darkness, together with the complicated emotions, like a strong wind in a snowy night in the deep winter of December. clamor.

But in the end, he still carefully covered her with a soft quilt, leaned over and kissed her face, and said in a low voice, "Yao... I found you."

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