[HP] Comparative

As soon as these words came out, the originally remote corner suddenly fell into a deathly silence.Noticing that the tall boy's bottomless pupils contracted rapidly, Harry held his breath nervously—

Did he guess right?

But the next second, Tom laughed out loud. "It's a good guess, but there is a big hole in your logic." He said quickly without waiting for Harry's rebuttal: "First, I don't know if I can sign up in many ways; second, even if I can, It doesn't mean that I know a few people in school who can fool the Goblet of Fire; finally—" he drawled lazily, as if joking, but also as if he was serious, "if I really have a suspect, you Think I'll tell you?"

This remark seemed to dismiss Harry's question entirely, but it sounded like the last sentence of acquiescing to be hated, at least it sounded like it to Harry. "No matter who it is, that person wants to kill me, doesn't he?" He gritted his teeth and asked, desperately suppressing his rising anger——

Although he can't think of anyone who has such a deep hatred for him, some people are born to enjoy being malicious towards others... There are indeed many people in Slytherin who hate him very much, and most pure-blood families think that the existence of the Potter surname Their insult... plus he's the first half-breed in the family, might be reason enough for those extremists...

Suddenly Tom stopped smiling.He started to move closer to Harry.For some reason, he looked annoyed, the full backlight making the expression on that handsome face all the more dangerous.

The tall boy was very thin, but if the oppressive feeling he brought had substance, it poured down from his body like a dark cloud.Harry stepped back instinctively, and within a few steps, his back touched the cold stone wall. "...What do you want to do?" He originally wanted to bolster his courage, but he heard a tremor in his voice when he spoke.

Tom kept closing in on Harry until the Gryffindor's figure was completely enveloped by the shadow he brought. "A dragon scares you out of your wits? Or does a dragon make you talk about your death?" he hissed, his tone full of challenge. "Is that all you're capable of, Harry?"

Now, Harry's anger was of a different kind, even though he knew Tom was provoking him on purpose. "I didn't say that—"

"Very well," Tom interrupted Harry's unconvinced rebuttal without batting an eye, in a tone of irrefutable command, "because I don't want to hear it. You'd better finish the dragon for me nicely, Otherwise..." He pressed down suddenly, and the tips of their noses were almost touching.

Startled by the sudden movement, Harry quickly leaned back.Unexpectedly, there was no way to retreat, the back of his head collided with the wall, making a bang.He gasped in pain, dizzy in front of his eyes, and forgot to confront and ask back.

It must have been a stupid reaction, because Harry heard a small, uncontrollable gasp and seemed to be laughing.But when he glared over, he didn't see any expression on Tom's face other than coercion—to be honest, they were too close and his vision was limited, so he couldn't judge the other's face at all. "Otherwise what?" He insisted, not wanting to admit defeat.

Tom seemed to snort from the throat. "You'll find out when the time comes," he replied, as understated as he could be.

But Harry heard more threats than before.He really wanted to win, and at the same time, he really couldn't bear this situation of being completely suppressed - Tom just stood in front of him, he couldn't move, he could only obediently endure the breath of the other party's breath that was almost non-existent on him on the face—

"Can you stay away?" He couldn't help but stretch out his hand to push back.But as soon as his hand touched the opponent's chest, he flinched -- his solid muscles were tense under the fabric, as if it contained extremely powerful strength.

Tom did not grant Harry's wish.Not only did he not, he took half a step closer, his lips almost touching Harry's ear. "Win the top three cup, don't just think about dying."

Harry was taken aback, not expecting to hear such a command and warning.He didn't know why Tom wanted him to win, but he had more pressing matters to deal with now—

The two stood facing each other in the corner, as close as Tom was pressing him against the wall; in other words, he was in each other's arms at the moment, if the other would hold out his hand.

It was too close, so close that he could even smell a cold and indifferent breath lingering around the other party, as if there was a smile on those thin lips.There should be nothing strange about this, but his heartbeat started to speed up and his breathing became rapid——

"I didn't mean to die!" Harry growled, hoping it would make Tom ignore his unusual reaction.

The loud volume obviously had some effect, because the tall boy immediately took half a step to the side.The tight string in Harry's head could finally be loosened, and he couldn't help but glared at the other person viciously, and rushed towards the direction of the stairs as if flying.

Tom stood where he was, staring at the figure with some playfulness, his face was gloomy.After a while, he softly added the real last sentence: "At least it is not so simple to die." Then he also left.

For the rest of the day, Harry and Hermione spent almost all of their time outside of class.He needed Hermione to help him urgently with the Flying Curse, and he didn't have time for dinner.Knowing that they were preparing for the dragon, Ron tactfully left them alone and said he would bring them some food back to Gryffindor Tower.

Harry didn't fully learn the spell until after midnight.He was almost exhausted and so was Hermione, but both were happy.

"Will I be able to summon a broom tomorrow outside the castle? It's so far away?" Harry had one last worry.

"As long as you really master the spell," said Hermione, both in expression and tone of voice, "and I believe you have completely mastered it, Harry!"

Harry tried the dictionary in her arms and caught it firmly again. "That's good," he said with relief, "or I'll have to show how to become a stag in front of the dragon."

"This joke is not funny at all," Hermione tried to put on a straight face, but failed. "You are turning yourself into its food! And you haven't registered yet! There must be Ministry of Magic officials watching the game." of!"

"That's what I said." After being hit repeatedly, Harry hurriedly begged for mercy, "Then let's go back now?"

Hermione nodded and walked towards him from across the classroom. "Fortunately, you figured out a way in time," she said, with a look of sympathy, "whether it's stealing eggs or something else, being able to fly is definitely more advantageous than being on the ground, at least the speed of movement is faster... ’ And then she noticed Harry’s awkward look, ‘What’s wrong? What did I say wrong?’

"No, you're right." Harry said hastily.

But Hermione was already eyeing him suspiciously.Not long after, she guessed the point that might be a problem: "Didn't you come up with this method yourself?"

Harry admitted and didn't deny and didn't, it was a dilemma.

Hermione took a sudden deep breath. "It's Riddle, isn't it?"

Harry couldn't help but wonder desperately, why did he always have to deal with smart people? "Yeah." He had no choice but to respond, his tone as dry as possible, "I ran into him last night."

Then he told the story of meeting Cedric and Tom appearing.Of course, he changed the plot a little bit, and he didn't mention the excessive physical distance.

Hermione frowned at first, but frowned even tighter after hearing this. "You said that Riddle might follow you just to tell you this way?"

"I don't know," Harry said truthfully, and gestured with his arm. "He just appeared out of nowhere! Do you think it's a coincidence?"

"No," Hermione shook her head, looking at Harry with complicated eyes, "but it makes me feel even more wrong."

"Too enthusiastic, isn't it?" Harry gave a short laugh. "And he said that if he had to choose among four, he'd rather it be me." He couldn't help wondering if he said Tom forced Ask him to win the Triwizard Cup, and the brunette might decide it's not a good idea for him to get in touch with Tom again.

But the fact that he had said it was enough for Hermione to hesitate at the moment. "Harry, do you think he..." she said, her pimples written all over her face, she hesitated to speak, as if what she said later made her feel difficult.

"What do you think of him?" Harry couldn't figure out what she meant, and asked puzzledly.

Hermione opened her mouth and closed it again, blushing.In the end, she closed her eyes, looking like she was going all out. "Do you think he... cares about you a little too much?"

Although she asked, there was a suspicious pause in the middle, and Harry was extremely suspicious that she meant to use "like" there. "How is it possible?!" He yelled in shock.Who likes a person to lie to him to play?

"Really?" Hermione opened her eyes wide, as if she couldn't believe it, "Didn't you say you liked him a little last time?"

Harry's face flushed instantly with embarrassment. "Merlin, Hermione!" He held his forehead, groan|moaned close to his breath, "I don't know how many students in Hogwarts like him! Don't you too?"

Now, Hermione's face was even redder than his. "I'm just plain liking!" she argued. "That's the kind—I like him, but I don't expect him to like me!"

"Why?" Harry was suddenly puzzled, the reason sounded unconvincing to him, "I thought you all hoped..."

"Because that's impossible," Hermione cut him off sharply. "I have a vague feeling that Riddle wouldn't like either of us."

Harry was even more confused.He felt that the Hogwarts girls were pretty good, such as Qiu.Of course, Hermione is also very good. "What's the reason?" He couldn't help asking, "Is it because Tom is too good?"

Hermione gave him a rather sharp look. "That's one reason," she said, scratching her hair, and began to worry again. "Although Riddle is very good to everyone, I always feel that he is controlling himself to maintain an appropriate scale. In addition, he He is a good student who follows the rules, but he can make guys like Lestrange follow him..." She lowered her voice, "I think Riddle has a fatal and charming attraction."

Deadly and charming...

Harry chewed on the word, and had to admit that Hermione's description was spot on. "Have you always thought that?"

"It was just vaguely weird before, I didn't think much about it," Hermione admitted reluctantly, "until you talked to him about the twin wands, it became more and more obvious every day."

Harry suddenly remembered Ron asking Hermione if he was jealous of him.The two of them actually had the same guess?But such speculation is completely impossible. "Absolutely impossible!" He shook his head resolutely. "If you must have a reason, I think it's more plausible that Tom knows some secrets about the twin wands."

Hermione finally breathed a sigh of relief seeing how determined he was. "So, I'm really worried too much." She muttered, a little embarrassed, "I just think it's too easy for Riddle to want someone to like him."

Harry was stunned, and it took him a long time to sort out the tortuous logic. "So you actually suspect that he deliberately..." He was so shocked that he couldn't speak clearly.Hermione thought he was deliberately | seduced by Tom?seriously?

"Since not, then I think too much." Hermione hastily patted him on the shoulder and pushed him towards the door of the classroom. "I will continue to follow up on the twin wands." She thought for a while, He added: "Don't worry, if you put him together, I will definitely choose you."

To be honest, even if Ron might have doubted it, Harry never doubted it - Hermione was never one to betray a friend.But then again, Ron's energy was not so much suspicion as jealousy...

Thinking of this, Harry couldn't help but chuckle.

Hermione was rather puzzled by this.Harry didn't want her to keep asking, so he quickly stopped laughing and said, "Thank you, Hermione! Let's go back quickly, I'm about to starve to death!"

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