[HP] Comparative

Forcing a kiss while naked and wet can have many consequences, but when the Quarry is a Slytherin prefect known throughout the school for being quiet and indifferent, you can hardly imagine any subsequent developments related to being charming .In other words, Tom Riddle cannot be expected to give a positive response easily——

In fact, as soon as Harry's lips touched the other's, the next second he found that the person in his arms disappeared and he fell back into the pool.When he reappeared, the bathroom had become empty, as if there had never been another person.

Harry figured Tom cast a short-range movement spell on himself or something.Although he didn't make sense when looking into this matter carefully, it was bad enough to be poured cold water on his head when he was passionate.

Tom was too brave to be scared away by a kiss from Harry, could he?

In other words, Tom doesn't like Harry, even if he has only a little affection...

Although Harry had already had this idea, he was still annoyed when confronted with the situation.He always felt that Tom was a little conniving towards him. Could it be that he was being affectionate?Or, as Ron said, did Tom treat him differently than everyone else because, and only because, they both used twin wands?

He stayed angry until the foam completely disappeared before Harry remembered that there was such a thing as a golden egg.He barely suppressed the furious fire in his heart, and dived into the water to listen several times.Until he was sure he had completely memorized the mermaid's song, he took a sloppy shower and hurried back to Gryffindor Tower.

Ron and Hermione soon learned of the clues in the golden egg.Hermione was very worried about Harry going to the Black Lake, but Ron was more concerned about what the so-called "most beloved baby" was. "I think it might be the Invisibility Cloak," he said with a playful grin. "It's an heirloom in your family, definitely a 'baby'!"

While that was true, it was hard for Harry to imagine that the competition would require him to fish out the Invisibility Cloak from the lake within an hour.

"Wait, can the invisibility cloak be soaked in water? Will it be damaged?" Hermione asked practically, like a cannonball, "By the way, can the invisibility cloak still be invisible in water?"

Harry didn't know the answers to all these questions, the only thing he was sure of was that he would never try to throw the Invisibility Cloak into the water for this - James would probably be mad, and besides, he couldn't do it with his father and Sirius. When there is a conflict, add more trouble. "It's a secret," he said bluntly, without answering Hermione's words. "I don't think the organizing committee knew about the existence of the Invisibility Cloak."

"That makes sense," Ron touched his chin, and he began to be confused. "It's not an invisibility cloak, what else could it be?"

There was no direction in the mermaid's singing, and the three of them couldn't agree on what to do. In the end, they could only confirm that the second project was to be carried out in the Black Lake and had a time limit of one hour.Fortunately, Harry wrote this matter in a letter to his parents, but within two days he received a damp package with a strong salty smell——

Inside was a large clump of fresh gill grass.

"'I'm sorry if the bag leaks.'" Harry read Lily's letter attached to the package when it was just the three of them, "'These herbs from the Mediterranean cannot be kept out of sea water. Head curse, but it's a bit too hard to teach you through the air, and you have to go to the normal class... eat some before going in the water, the taste is not good, but they can make you feel like a real fish in the water. There are three hours in total Portion, you can try it first...'"

Hermione was very relieved after hearing this. "At least we can guarantee that you will not drown underwater."

"But there must be more than mermaids in the Black Lake?" Ron immediately objected, "Will they not set up any more obstacles?"

The three of them looked at each other, not very happy to find that this was very possible.

So, in the following days, under the supervision of Hermione, Harry learned how to deal with aquatic creatures, such as Grindylow, ball fish and the like.The defensive spells he has learned can also be used in water, which greatly reduces the difficulty of things.Considering that Lily and James will still be invited to watch the battle, this is good news.

Contrary to the smooth progress of the game preparations is the relationship between Harry and Tom.Harry hadn't seen Tom since the night in the prefect's bathroom.To be precise, when he thought of the tall boy's fear of avoiding him, his head would smoke, and when he really saw him, he would probably only blush and have a thick neck.Tom probably didn't want to meet him either; Harry even suspected that the tall boy might have used the Marauder's Map to make sure they never saw each other alone.

This speculation made Harry even angrier.Why did Tom avoid him?Why not believe him?He's going to have to ask for an explanation, whether it's the map or the relationship... After the second project is over, he'll have time to block Tom...

As for the other party, he certainly didn't think as much as Harry did.For Tom, the past month can be summed up in one sentence, that is, things are finally back on track.No one quietly observed his whereabouts on the map, no one approached him without fear of death, showed love to him relentlessly, and no one stared at him with a pair of crystal-clear emerald eyes that were sometimes full of water vapor...

Now it seems that Harry has finally given up, which is good, Tom thought as he carried the book through the vaulted corridor, lest he always be unable to resist the urge to do it...Harry probably didn't know, he was already walking at the gate of hell It's been two years... If it wasn't for the unforeseen consequences, he can't guarantee that he can live until now...

"So you're here, boss!"

Little Rodolphus Lestrange suddenly appeared from the sidelines, but the tall boy was not surprised. "Don't call me that outside."

"Ah, I was in a hurry and forgot!" Little Lestrange patted his head with a nonchalant expression on his face, "By the way, the dean asked you to go to his office immediately."

Hearing this, Tom stopped and frowned. "It's all over, what else can he do?"

Little Lestrange shrugged. "That's what I said, it's almost curfew time. But you know," he snickered again, "the professor only likes to tell you secrets!"

Tom returned a flat look, and little Lestrange immediately shut his mouth and raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.Seeing that the other party was so obedient, he didn't say anything, and turned a corner.

Maybe Slughorn was drinking too much again and wanted to keep bragging about his network...

The possibility of this conjecture being realized disappeared the moment Tom stepped into the head of Slytherin's office.For nothing else, just look back for the two people standing at the desk—Professor McGonagall is still wearing a green robe today, and beside her is a wizard with a dark purple star and moon hat and a long white beard Undoubtedly Dumbledore.

Tom remained motionless, but immediately went over in his mind what he had done recently.Objectively speaking, some of them, not to mention attracting Dumbledore, would not be an exaggeration to attract the Minister of Magic.But he believed he was stealthy enough to be undetectable—at least not yet.

Although there were various speculations in his heart, his tone was still calm: "Professor, Professor McGonagall, Professor Dumbledore."

All three nodded to him.When Slughorn, who was sitting behind the table, saw him, his small eyes lit up, and he waved at him vigorously with his short, fat hands: "Come here, Tom! I knew you were very good at making friends. !"

make friends?Special hand?

Tom was confused for a moment.He walked closer as he said, and quickly thought about who he had recently made "friends" with.If he is not mistaken, not only is there no real one, but there is no fake one either?

"That's right, Mr. Riddle." Professor McGonagall took over, and she seemed to see his confusion. "You may have noticed that tomorrow we will be holding the second project of the Triwizard Tournament."

Although he lacks interest in the game, but there are people discussing it everywhere, of course he knows the game time...

Tom nodded, wondering what the hell this had to do with his friend.

"In the second project, each warrior needs a hostage." Professor McGonagall continued to explain.She spoke very fast, for fear that he might think wrongly, "It's not the kind of hostage in the true sense - you just need to sleep in the black lake for an hour, and there will be no danger!"

Although she still didn't make it clear, Tom thought he had understood it-the second project required the warriors to dive under the black lake, and now it seemed that they would bring their hostages back to shore within an hour. "I think there may be a mistake, Professor." He smiled with appropriate apology. "You mean it as if I had the honor of being a hostage."

"That's right, that's what Minerva meant!" Slughorn clapped his hands excitedly. "Let me tell you, you did a great job—less than half a year!"

Tom guessed that Slughorn might have meant to say that he had become a warrior's closest friend in such a short time. "But I don't think..." he said in a hesitant tone, his eyes swept over Slughorn and McGonagall, and then swayed at Dumbledore - just for a short moment, because the headmaster's blue eyes were so bright that It can be called sharp-"Miss Delacour really likes me."

As soon as these words came out, both Slughorn and McGonagall showed puzzled expressions. "What..." Professor McGonagall muttered, it sounded like she was very disapproving of Fleur. "But we're not talking about Miss Delacour." She cleared her throat quickly. "If you don't mind, I would like to ask if you would like to be Mr. Potter's hostage."

It was an alternative question, and Tom got the right answer when she said "what". "I..." He hesitated to speak, and then he was satisfied to see Mag return an encouraging look. "Can I ask first, how are the candidates selected?"

"The organizing committee has a pre-list." Dumbledore, who had been quiet all this time, said this time, "Originally Mr. Potter's hostage was Mr. Weasley."

In the bottom of his heart, Tom felt that this was a wise choice, but it was obviously not wise to say so.Changing people halfway, it means that something unexpected happened... Could it be that Merlin's beard only has the worst possibility... "Then why..."

"When I communicated with the mermaids in the Black Lake, they raised objections to the candidate list." Dumbledore continued, staring at Tom with blue eyes unblinking, "Although it involves privacy, they refused to go into too much detail. , but it sounds like they have solid reasons to believe that you are the best choice."

Hearing the words he didn't want to hear, Tom's heart sank suddenly.Hell, on Christmas Eve he fooled the mermaid he saw by kissing Harry when he hadn't had a better choice!What's more, Dumbledore had talked to the mermaid himself and believed what the mermaid said, which meant that he couldn't evade—

"Is there anything I can do?" he asked, in the smoothest tone he could have at the moment.

Professor McGonagall beamed with joy immediately, and Professor Slughorn looked similar.Dumbledore didn't smile, he just stared intently at the tall boy. "What you have to do is very simple, Mr. Riddle." He said, revealing an imperceptible thought behind the half-moon-shaped lens, "It is to cooperate with my hypnotic magic."

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