[HP] Comparative

Although it is likely to face great difficulties in the future, and Harry is prepared for it, but a few weeks have passed, and nothing unusual has happened.

Skeeter stayed in the jar, and no one continued to program Hagrid and Hermione in the newspaper magazine.Karkaroff's complaints were ignored, and his complexion became uglier day by day.In addition, the half-blood giant set up an empty tomb for Aragog behind the hut, and called the three of Harry to hold a simple funeral together.

It was hard for Ron to understand, especially since Hagrid wanted them both to give eulogies.Fortunately, Hagrid was not picky about the content of the eulogy, so he casually muddled through a few sentences.By the time he got back to the castle, he was still overwhelmed by the outrageous extent of the whole thing: "...I actually have to give a eulogy to spiders in my life, huh?"

"Okay, this is the last time." Hermione was a little impatient. "The final exam is about to start, and I think you should focus on that."

She was right.It is now the last week of May, and there are only a few days left in the course.

When he heard about the exam, Ron made a bitter face. "That schedule of yours is killing me!"

Hermione gave him a sideways glance. "If you don't want to be laughed at by Fred and George about your grades, you'll know you're doing the right thing."

Obviously, Ron couldn't refute this.He didn't answer the question, and instead complained to Harry: "It's better to be a warrior, no exam required!"

Harry thought about it, and decided not to remind Ron of the dangers of crossing dragons, diving into the Black Lake, and the most embarrassing part of leading the Christmas dance.After all, Ron and Hermione had been practicing spells with him a lot lately, and passing out from this type of spell was not a comfortable treat. "But after your exams, I have a third project to deal with."

"Don't worry, Harry," said Hermione quickly, "I think we're pretty well prepared for the maze, better than the first two projects."

Actually, Harry thought so too. "Thanks to you and Ron, Hermione!"

"You're serious too, Harry!" Hermione gave him a satisfied smile.But the smile was fleeting, and she frowned suddenly: "But then again, things are a bit strange—it was Professor Slughorn who took the initiative to tell you that the last project was a maze, but after that, he didn't call you again Go to the office, just once?"

Harry suddenly remembered what Tom had said to him.The tall boy told him that Slughorn would never interfere with the maze again.It was true, however, that Slughorn had not only been out of the maze these days, he hadn't even held his usual little gatherings...

"No party invitations either," continued Hermione, growing more and more confused. "Is it because the exams are approaching? It doesn't seem to be the case before?"

Of the three, only Ron had never been invited by Slughorn. "Why, do you really want to go now?" He laughed dryly, and he couldn't say that he didn't have a sour taste.

"Oh, of course not!" Hermione immediately denied, "I just think it's too weird!"

Ron didn't answer, but judging by his expression, he didn't really believe it.

Harry wasn't going to say anything either.After all, if you want to say abnormal, Slughorn is not the only abnormal situation.He had thought Tom might be able to persuade Slughorn to leave the maze alone, but it was so abnormal that the Slug Club was cancelled, and a few words would not do.

No matter what the reason is, Tom must have made Slughorn feel uneasy, even dangerous... In the eyes of ordinary people, being able to control the basilisk with Parseltongue must be dangerous enough... This can also explain Slughorn Ghorn had no interest in the basilisk slough, knowing with horror that it was a living basilisk, and that the wizard who manipulated it was even there...

The next day, Professor McGonagall left Harry after Transfiguration to go to the Quidditch pitch at nine o'clock in the evening, where Bagman would announce to all the warriors what the third item was.

Because Harry had been told long ago that Harry had little interest in it.In fact, apart from the rules of the game and the order of entry, Bagman did not say anything worth noting.

However, when returning to the castle, Harry found that Bagman deliberately walked beside him, and seemed to offer to help him again.Just as he was about to pick up his pace to avoid this, Krum patted him on the shoulder and the two walked to the other side.

It didn't take Harry much time, because Krum just wanted to ask if he and Hermione were boyfriend and girlfriend.After hearing Harry's firm denial, Krum seemed much happier, and walked briskly towards the big boat by the lake.

Harry climbed up the stairs on the hillside behind the castle alone, still thinking about what happened just now.He hadn't expected Krum to be serious; so Ron didn't know if there was a chance...

Soon, he entered the gate, walked through the courtyard, and walked under the tall vault.The nearest staircase was around the corner at the end of the corridor; in the dim light he saw a tall, thin figure leaning against the wall.

Harry's heart beat suddenly faster.Tom blocked him at that corner last time, and the figure of the person in front of him was Tom no matter what.He speeded up unconsciously, and ran over in two steps in three steps. "Are you waiting for me?"

Tom was playing idly with his yew wand.Seeing the boy who couldn't wait to rush to him, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he stopped turning his fingers. "I heard the third project was announced tonight."

That was no doubt an affirmative answer, and Harry was a little happier. "Yes, it is indeed a maze. The trophy is in the center of the maze, whoever gets it first wins. Oh, Cedric and I have the same score, we both go in first!"

Tom didn't respond to the first two sentences.But when he heard Cedric's name in the third sentence, he frowned slightly. "Don't tell me," he said with a sudden emphasis, "you still plan to show off your energy at the last level?"

"Why did you bring this up again?" Harry couldn't help glancing at him, a little annoyed, "It was from a fair point of view before! But in the maze, if he goes to the left, I go to the right. Naturally, it's up to each other!"

Tom just stared at him playfully. "So? Are you sure you can beat him?"

"Uh..." Harry recalled his hard preparations these days, "I feel pretty good anyway." He used a compromise.

But it was clear that this was not the answer Tom wanted. "Just feeling is useless." He glanced around and stood up straight decisively, "Come with me."

The two quickly found an empty classroom.At Tom's request, Harry showed his recent practice results one by one - disarming spells, impeding spells, etc., as well as the most important north spell in the maze.To be honest, he has indeed mastered these spells proficiently, and the professors will definitely praise him when they see them; but in Tom's eyes, maybe it's just that...

Harry put down his holly wand and looked at the tall boy aside with a nervousness he didn't realize. "Hmm...how do you feel?"

Hearing this, Tom seemed to have thought about it. "I think—" he intentionally prolonged his voice, and found the boy's eyes opened wider with a little amusement, "you are already better than most of the students."

Harry breathed a sigh of relief at first, and then raised his heart. "May I ask," he began cautiously, "that the 'mostly student' package you're talking about doesn't include other warriors?"

Tom was getting more and more amused. "They're more than a grade above you, don't you think?"

Although Harry could have foreseen that the other warriors must have learned more than he did, it still took a toll when the words came out of Tom's mouth. "Then what should I do?" He couldn't help but start to feel upset, "The third project is less than a month away... If I hurry up, maybe I can..."

"I really thought you didn't want to win." Tom lightly interrupted Harry's next possible plan.

"Of course I want to win!" Harry retorted loudly, without any hesitation, "It's just..." Recalling that he was inexplicably signed up, his momentum weakened again, "I shouldn't be eligible to participate... ..."

Unexpectedly, Harry was still thinking about this, and Tom's eyes flickered.

Harry was so absorbed in his thoughts about his chances of winning that he didn't pay attention. "Not to mention, 'Win the Triwizard Cup, don't just think about dying'—didn't you tell me that?"

Tom froze for a moment, then smiled approvingly. "Yes, verbatim. Looks like you did listen to it."

For some reason, Harry was able to look straight into those black eyes without dodging or avoiding them when the two were facing each other, but he didn't dare to stare back in the same way at this time-just one glance, and his blood started to heat up, his neck Fever, even the legs are a little soft, as if they are about to step into the air.

"But I don't think you need to worry too much." Tom said again, "Because I haven't finished what I just said-the maze is not only a test of how many spells you know, but also your improvisation in the face of rapidly changing situations. Ability. In the latter area, I'm sure you definitely have more opportunities to practice than other warriors."

Harry didn't know if "more opportunities to practice" meant that his parents were Aurors, and he had been at odds with Malfoy since he was in school, or if he was referring to the various frictions they had had before.But whatever the reason, the compliment from the tall boy managed to calm him down.

"Thank you," he said sincerely, thinking for a moment and then reassuring: "I'll do my best to win!"

Tom nodded in satisfaction. "Besides, when it comes to knowing spells, they may not surpass you in all directions." He nodded his chin, showing a thoughtful look, "I heard before that you know the Patronus spell?"

"Yeah, I do, it was taught by James' friend..." Harry's head had just clicked halfway, and he suddenly realized something in horror: "You shouldn't have heard any news that there are dementors in the maze Bar?!"

"That's not the case." Tom denied it flatly. "As the guard of Azkaban, many people have raised objections to them, let alone appearing in the school competition." He looked at Harry with a look in his eyes. A trace of curiosity, more of an inquiry. "If it's convenient, can I ask what your patron saint is?"

From that look, Harry understood that the other party still had doubts.It is very difficult to conjure a formed Patronus that is not in a smoke state, even a senior wizard may not be able to do it.He understood Tom, because almost everyone had the same reaction as Tom when they first found out.

"It's a stag, it's always been a stag," he whispered back. "Would you like to see it for yourself?"

Tom tilted his head slightly. "My pleasure."

So Harry took a step outside, avoiding the desks and chairs in the classroom.Then, holding his wand in his hand, he began to recall his happiest moments—the first time he went to the amusement park with his parents, the first time he lifted the huge silver Quidditch cup, and the first kiss he voluntarily fell on his lips. ——

"Call God Guard!"

A huge silvery-white thing emerged from the tip of Harry's wand.It hovered and rose in the air, and gradually condensed into a solid body—pointy horned scales, a long body, and a feather on the top of its head that was so conspicuous that it could not be ignored——

It's not a stag at all.

This is the basilisk.

male.

Harry stared dumbfounded at his new Patronus.It also looked down at him, its vertical pupils fully opened.After staring at each other for a while, it suddenly circled down, circled around him several times, and tried to rub its head against Harry's face.Finally, it turned into a silver mist again and gradually dissipated.

It wasn't until the Patronus completely disappeared that Harry remembered that there was another person beside him, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

It's over, his heart beats wildly, the stag suddenly turns into a basilisk, how should he explain to Tom why?You know, until now, Tom has never admitted that he is a Parseltongue. It is his own speculation that the Forbidden Forest, the women's bathroom, and the acromant are all related to the basilisk!

"Well, I don't know what's going on..." Being stared at by two eyes, Harry could only bite the bullet and explain, even though he was terribly guilty, "I haven't used the Patronus Charm for a while ..."

The only answer to him was silence.

Suspecting that Tom was going to turn his back on him again, Harry raised his face hastily.It didn't matter what he looked at, he just ran into a pair of bottomless eyes.There is a shock that hasn't completely faded inside, and a new storm has quickly coalesced into shape-desire, plunder, and possession-

Tom moved suddenly.Harry stepped back subconsciously, but he couldn't move faster than the opponent's long legs.Soon, he felt his back against the wall.And Tom pressed his shoulders, bowed his head, and gagged his mouth without any explanation.

Realizing that he was being forced to open his mouth wide open for a storm of kisses, it took Harry less than a second to react—

He tossed his wand to one side and clutched the tall boy's waist with both hands.The body temperature of the other person was transmitted to him through the thin summer school robe, which made him feel hot all over in this pleasant night, and his blood was rushing violently, as if he was about to burn.

(Description omitted: hand, expansion, mouth)

The author has something to say:

Q: Why didn't you make it to the end?

Answer: Because it's Tom·Sense of Ritual·Riddle ╮(￣▽￣")╭

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