[HP] Comparative

Harry quickly looked away, feeling uneasy, feeling inexplicably seeing something he shouldn't have seen.

Maybe Professor Crouch just had a few words with Tom?Tom was his favorite student after all?

Maybe they just disagree when it comes to discussing academic matters?After all, everyone knows that Tom's magic level is far beyond the fifth grade?

These speculations were not completely unreasonable, and the freshmen began to enter the field, so Harry put his thoughts aside for the time being.After the sorting ceremony, there was a sumptuous dinner. Everyone was already hungry and devoured it hungrily.After everyone had eaten, Dumbledore stood up and announced what Harry had learned at Slughorn's luncheon—

This year's Quidditch tournament has been canceled and will be replaced by the Triwizard Tournament.

Just like Harry's reaction when he first found out, the students were all excited.One must know that a bonus of [-] Galleons is definitely not a small amount.And how excited they are, how annoyed they are when they hear there is an age limit.Ron really hit the mark, and the twins didn't hesitate for a second to decide to participate, no matter how.

"Dumbledore didn't say who would be the referee." Fred and George exchanged glances with a firm attitude, "We still have a chance."

George couldn't agree more. "And I wanted to ask just now," he turned to Harry and the others, wondering in his tone, "Why aren't you three surprised at all?"

"Oh, this..." Harry recounted what had happened at lunch.

After listening, George was a little aggrieved. "Such a big thing, you didn't tell us earlier!"

"We'd like to," Ron put in, "but we haven't seen you two all afternoon!"

I don't know what the twin brothers are doing, anyway, George immediately changed the subject: "According to you, the Slytherins knew everything before today?"

Everyone cast their gazes at the Slytherin table in unison, and found that this was indeed the case.While most of the students were whispering excitedly, the relatively flat reaction of the Slytherins seemed particularly abrupt.In fact, in the small circle headed by Tom, no one showed surprise, and a few people still folded their arms, looking very dissatisfied.

"If I were Slytherin, I'd be pissed too," Fred exclaimed exaggeratedly, as if he had guessed Harry's mental activities, "Tom Riddle can't participate! The trophy he got has wings and flew!"

"Really?" After an afternoon of buffer time, Ron now asked thoughtfully, "Will they be willing? I mean, if Riddle wants to participate, he must be able to figure out a way to sign up, right?"

Harry thought it was possible too.In fact, he suspected that if Riddle couldn't do it, the other students would be even less hopeful.

"But I don't think he'd do that," Hermione said suddenly. "He's always been a good student, and he's a prefect!"

Judging from her tone, it seems that the prefect represents everything.Fred and George winked at each other, and George drawled, "He's not in—"

"Of course it's best—!" Fred immediately answered with a playful smile.

There was a lot of teasing in it, and Hermione shot them both angrily.

Harry looked at his friends, but said nothing.The twins obviously didn't believe that Tom really didn't want to participate, but based on his observation at noon, the other party did not show the slightest interest in the Triwizard Tournament.

But you don't know what he's thinking at all, and suddenly a villain pops up in your head to refute Harry. Do you remember that Professor Slughorn didn't notice that he was pretending?

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The next two weeks were uneventful, except for the twins' slip-up that led to Hermione knowing that there were a lot of house-elves in the school kitchen and starting to fight for their rights.She is very concerned about this, and spends time in the library when she is not in class.

Like Ron, Harry didn't think starting a house-elf rights society was a good idea, so he didn't dare ask her how her search for books on core wands was going.His parents must have done it, after all, but they hadn't said anything, at least not in their conversation with Dumbledore, nor since.

Harry figured this was because it was rare, not because they were hiding it from him.

Also, Ollivander had told him that wands choose wizards, and that there are some similarities in the choices made by two similar wands.But until now, except that they both have black hair and are very thin, he has not seen the slightest similarity between him and the other party——

Only then did Merlin realize that he really wanted to be as smart and charming as Tom, even if it was only half as good...

In the end Harry decided that he couldn't just count on Hermione.So, after the divination class on Monday afternoon, he announced to Ron's astonished eyes that he was going to the library, and hurried down the silver spiral staircase.

After descending from the tower, Harry took a short cut instead of taking the wider corridors that students usually take.There are a lot of traps on this trail, and he avoids them with ease.When approaching the corner, a voice suddenly came faintly.He hesitated for a moment, slowed down instinctively, and quietly stood against the wall.

"...You know, if you can win this, it will be of great benefit to your personal development in the future." A man persuaded him with earnestness.

"I understand your kindness, sir," answered another voice, very calmly.

Harry froze as soon as he recognized who the two voices belonged to.Professor Crouch and Tom Riddle... what are they talking about?

"You know that you still refuse my help?" Professor Crouch's tone was not so angry as it was frustrated. "I think you have been avoiding me recently."

"That's not the case, sir." Riddle replied decisively, and this time he used a polite tone again, "I know you are thinking of me from the perspective of a friend. But you are not only a professor at the school, And the minister's son. If word got out, not only would you be in trouble, but your father would be in big trouble, too."

……friend?

...between a professor and a student?

Harry was so shocked that he couldn't tear his ears away from the two of them right now.

"He doesn't care about me," said Professor Crouch gloomily—it seemed that the relationship between father and son was not good, and Harry suddenly realized that he had never heard Professor Crouch mention his father on his own initiative—"He and this matter It doesn't matter at all, you don't need to worry about him."

Tom paused.When he spoke again, there was no surprise in his tone, more like he had expected it. "But we don't need to take risks, sir. We don't need to make excuses for what everyone knows."

"I know what you are worried about, but your strength is enough to make them all shut up." Professor Crouch continued to persuade, obviously not giving up.

"Yes, sir, I understand that too," answered Tom.Listening to his calm tone, he seems to be smiling now, "But as I said just now-everyone knows what, I don't need to prove it to them."

This remark firmly stunned Harry.Because in his impression, Tom has always been very humble, and has never admitted so directly that his strength is far superior to others.

This also seemed to calm Professor Crouch.He was silent until the class bell rang. "It's time for us to go back," he said, sighing resignedly.

There was a sound of footsteps, and both of them left.Harry was halfway out of his suffocated breath when he heard one of the voices stop.

"What are you looking at, Tom?" Professor Crouch asked wonderingly.

When no one answered, Harry's heart skipped a beat.He came out without an invisibility cloak, as long as either of them turned a corner, they could see him eavesdropping... Is it too late to become an Animagus now?But a stag doesn't appear out of nowhere in the corridors of Hogwarts...

After a long time, Tom's voice sounded softly. "Nothing, I seem to see Mrs. Norris slipping past."

It wasn't until the movement of the two of them disappeared completely that Harry poked his head out and rushed towards the stairs in three steps at a time.

If he's right, Professor Croucher is talking about the Triwizard Tournament with Tom, and he sounds like he'd be willing to help Tom with some not-so-legitimate help; but Tom refuses, he really doesn't want to...

In addition, the relationship between the two is completely beyond the limit that Harry can imagine.He had always thought that Professor Crouch admired Tom very much: it might be true, but it was not enough compared to what he had just heard.Tom said they were friends, and Professor Crouch didn't object at all; not to mention that Professor Crouch seemed to want to enroll Tom in the Triwizard Tournament, completely reckless...

Harry ran to the library in one breath, with a thin layer of sweat sticking to his body, which was cold.He had thought Tom Riddle had done everything a student could do, and it turned out that he had underestimated.

So, is it too late for him to take back what he said on the Hogwarts Express?

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