[HP] Comparative

Because of the holding of the dance party and the rose bushes that are more popular with the students, the lakeside is deserted and there is no one.Harry didn't think much of it when he agreed to Tom's proposal, but seeing the situation around him now, he couldn't help wondering if he was being too impulsive.But then he thought about it again, no matter whether Tom wanted to affirm or deny his question, no one around might be a better scenario to get the correct answer...

While Harry was thinking, Tom had already sat down by himself.In the blink of an eye, he transformed the bare bench into a backrest, leaned to one side, and comfortably crossed his legs.

It was so fast that Harry had no time to keep up.All he noticed was that the dress on Tom's body had also changed back to a uniform robe.This probably means that the other party really didn't put any effort into the dance. "So..." He tried to speak, inexplicably feeling that he was neither standing nor sitting at the moment, so he looked like a student waiting for the professor to reprimand him.

Tom seemed much more at ease than Harry.He moved a little more to find himself in a more comfortable position, his wand-holding right hand resting loosely on the other. "You sound very sorry for Delacour, Harry," he asked, in a languid tone.

Even though Harry had already imagined how he should respond when he affirmed and denied, he didn't expect Tom to throw back such a sentence to him.It may sound irrelevant, but he did feel sympathy for Fu Rong just now, although it was only for a moment...

"I didn't!" Harry could only speak stiffly.He had a bad feeling that if he admitted, what Tom said next might embarrass him even more.

Tom blinked, not very surprised. "That's good." He tilted his head casually, as if to indicate the direction they came from, "Otherwise I don't know what's the use of your concern about whether to say it or not—even if you say it, what will happen? Don't people Everyone has to love Delacour?"

Harry froze, speechless for a moment.Tom was right that even if he had left Fleur alone among the rose bushes, he could have said that he had no further interest in Fleur, and would at most apologize to Fleur afterwards.As for the excuse, with Harry's brain, he can immediately think of one - this girl is too enthusiastic, I was frightened -

"Are you implying that what I said is to cause trouble for myself?" Thinking of this, Harry was rather annoyed, "Other people don't know what is so important about you looking for me!"

He bit down hard on "Important things," his tone full of sarcasm, but Tom smiled. "I didn't say that."

There was no doubting the beating in that statement, and Harry rather doubted that anyone else had seen Tom act like that.If he's not mistaken, everyone's image of Tom is generally quiet, good, and hungry for knowledge; the latter two may be true, but the first is definitely not.It is also crucial that Tom could have maintained the same perfect image in front of him. "Why?" He couldn't help but wonder.

Tom easily understood Harry's endless questions. "Isn't this simple?" He spread his hands, turned his palms lightly, and the wand was impressively on top of it.

The meaning couldn't be more obvious, and Harry immediately read the cues in the gesture. "Because of the twin wands?" he asked, still puzzled.

"The wand chooses the wizard, I'm sure you've heard of it." Tom continued unhurriedly, "The choices made by the twin wands are also similar. I just want to know—" He draws his voice slightly, the corner of his mouth He still had a smile on his face, but his black eyes were icy cold, "What is the similarity between me and a person like you?"

Harry didn't know what kind of person "someone like you" was, but that didn't affect his judgment that Tom didn't like the resemblance.Hermione's guess was right: there was no way Tom couldn't have ignored them using twin wands, and Tom must have done quite a bit of research.In hindsight, whatever conclusions Tom drew from this, it wasn't a very positive one - at least not from Harry's side.

"I don't know!" After he opened his mouth, he realized that his tone was much more intense than expected, "If I had known..."

Tom raised an eyebrow at him, and the last part of Harry's words suddenly caught in his throat.

What if he knew earlier?Wouldn't he like Tom, wouldn't secretly use the Marauder's Map to observe Tom's whereabouts, and wouldn't even take the initiative to talk to Tom at the earliest?

But I'm afraid, as long as he ran into Tom in the women's bathroom on the third floor, he couldn't stop paying attention to Tom... Taking a step back, the fact that they both use twin wands is a certainty, and all the above assumptions are not true. may happen...

Tom evidently took the pause for another meaning. "Indeed," he nodded approvingly, "I didn't realize that either." He glanced at Harry again, as if bored, "Actually, I have reason to suspect that we are completely opposite people."

The tall boy said it lightly, but Harry felt completely and completely denied. "My grades are indeed far inferior to yours," he was extremely annoyed, "but how can you conclude that we are completely opposite based on this alone?"

Tom opened his eyes slightly. "So you think so?" he said, as if amused by Harry's reaction, and couldn't help but smile. "Do you only think about grades? Or do you think I only focus on grades? I'd say, either way, It all proves that we are not the same people.”

"What are you talking about..." Harry didn't react immediately.But after meeting those dark eyes that were even darker in the night, he suddenly remembered a few details of the two of them getting along before——

"Is that all you're capable of, Harry?" Tom hissed...

"Are you going to tell him?" Cedric's name made Tom's dark eyes widen slightly...

A vague sigh passed over his head, as if Tom had finally given up on something...

Combined with the moment, Harry finally knew why Tom was angry, questioned and even sighed.The tall boy probably compared his reaction with the way he might have responded in the same situation, and the results were the opposite——

Tom can easily deal with dragons. Tom will not tell Cedric the content of the first project. Tom knows the clue when he hears the scream of the golden egg.

That's why Tom asked him if he felt wronged for Fleur.Because Harry certainly couldn't throw away his girlfriend at will, but Tom could do it without blinking.

"Do you want to say something else?" Harry said again, his throat dry and hoarse.

For the first time since they had come to the lake Tom showed surprise, though still very little. "Sometimes you have a few flashes in your head," he said, approvingly with a little probing, but it all faded away, "I do have one more thing to remind you—although I think that, if you're willing to use a little Brain, you should guess it now."

Harry did have a hunch, the downright bad kind.He bit his lip tightly and said nothing.

"I don't see why it can't be said." Tom seemed to read what Harry was thinking. "Just face the facts, Harry, it's not difficult—" He finally stood up from the bench, The condescending role immediately becomes him, "The Tom Riddle you like never existed."

Hearing these indifferent and cruel words, Harry felt for a moment that the ground under his feet was shaking.It took all of his self-control not to make such a move as backing away; for some reason, he was convinced for no reason that he couldn't look like he was being hit, even though it was.Tom really knew that his previous misunderstanding was to fool him...

The tall boy seemed pleased with Harry's restrained response. "I originally planned to observe the end of the Triwizard Tournament, but now it seems that one semester is enough." As he said, he shrugged slightly, "Although it may be superfluous, I still want to give you another piece of faithful advice—if you If you want to tell what happened today, you'd better think about how many people will believe you first."

Although Harry felt that there must be a few people who would believe him, he also had to admit that there were definitely more people who believed in Tom than those who believed in him. Just think about how Tom easily solved the badge of Potter's stinky shit. .But even if he was deceived, he was not in the mood to make it known to everyone——

As if it's honorable, as if it's doing Harry any good—

By the way, Harry ran into Tom when he came back from the Forbidden Forest, and Tom knew that the topic of the dragon was leaked; even if Harry didn't care about his reputation being damaged, he couldn't risk involving Hagrid...

"All the help you've offered me was just to 'observe'?" Harry said through clenched teeth, "You just want to know if I'm a worthy companion, don't you? "

Tom returned a dismissive sneer, not sure whether it was aimed at the "worthy" or the "companion".He seemed to want to refute, but changed his mind when he spoke: "I don't mind if you want to understand this way."

After speaking, the tall boy put away his wand, turned around and left.Harry stood where he was, staring at the figure from behind——

Tom didn't take Harry seriously at all in what he said... Although he explained, the attitude was condescending and impatient... as if Harry was some insignificant thing , you can play|play with it at any time, and you can also discard it at any time...

"You say my favorite Tom Riddle never existed?"

Tom was almost at the edge of the hedge when he heard this and stopped.Turning his head again, he found that Harry was looking in his direction, but his eyes were covered by the hair on his forehead that had drooped because he lowered his head, so he couldn't see his expression clearly. "Could it be that you have objections?" He asked a little funny.

"I do," said Harry clearly, still not looking up, "I want to know, are you saying that there isn't a Tom Riddle who goes from the Forbidden Forest to the Ladies' Room in the early hours of the morning and sneaks into the library forbidden at night?" |The Tom Riddle in the book area does not exist, the Tom Riddle who disappeared in the corridor on the eighth floor with the tapestry of Barnabas with a troll stick, does not exist, or the Tom Riddle who climbed to the top of the Astronomy Tower today does not exist--"

Before the words fell, Harry felt his world spinning for a while.When he came back to his senses, he had already been thrown onto the bench, his stone-like stiff body was leaning against the back of the chair, and a face in rage was in front of him.

"Are you following me?" Tom seemed mad.

Harry's back hurt from the impact, and he couldn't move his hands and feet at all, but this didn't stop him from showing a mocking smile. "Don't you know everything about me?"

Tom's dark eyes narrowed viciously. "Impossible," he hissed, more to himself than to refute Harry, "if there was someone behind me, I'd know—" He gave Harry a sudden thrust, and the tip of his wand instantly knocked Harry Pushing his head back, "How did you find out, tell me!"

The joint between Harry's chin and throat was pressed tightly by the opponent's wand, almost suffocating; the back of his head had no power point, half-hanging in the air, which was extremely uncomfortable.However, it would be a big mistake to want him to beg for mercy at this level. "You think I..." Because he couldn't catch his breath, he spoke intermittently, "I, will I tell you?"

These words were exactly copied from Tom's previous reply about the person who secretly signed up Harry for the Goblet of Fire, but the tall boy obviously didn't have a sense of humor, or he had lost his patience long ago.He kept his wand against Harry, and with the other hand he straightened Harry's head so that their eyes met.

Harry didn't know why the other party did this, until he realized that the light in those black eyes was like a drill, and a persuasive voice came out of his head——

Before he knew it, Tom had the answer: "Where did that map come from?"

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