[HP] Companion

I felt uneasy after being sorted into Hufflepuff. After all, I am not as capable as Tom, and I am still a little afraid of him.I didn't go to the same hospital as him, so I really don't know how he will react.

But the atmosphere in Hufflepuff is really good, everyone is very friendly.In such an environment, I breathed a sigh of relief temporarily. After listening to the principal's speech, I entered the dinner time. This was the best meal I had in 11 years, and every dish was delicious.That's right, I fell in love with Hogwarts immediately.It is estimated that in a short time, I will become a little fat man.

After eating and drinking, we were led by the prefects to Hufflepuff's common room. The lounge is on the basement floor, very close to the kitchen (Merlin, I will really become fat).The way to enter the common room is to tap the bottom lids of two large barrels in the rhythm of "Helga Hufflepuff". If you hit the wrong one, you will be sprayed with vinegar (I witnessed it many times in the next seven years such a tragedy).

The common room is decorated with yellow and black, the representative colors of the college. After the prefect gave us a detailed introduction, he let us go back to the dormitory to rest.In the dormitory, my roommates and I introduced ourselves briefly to each other and fell asleep.Because I didn't have much contact with my roommates later, so I won't introduce them here separately.All in all, I slept comfortably that night without being plagued by perennial nightmares, one of the few restful dreams I've had.

I didn't speak to Tom for a few days after sorting, in fact we barely saw each other.We are all adapting to everything in Hogwarts, presumably he is still busy dealing with Slytherin people, and I am much more leisurely, Hufflepuff people are really gentle and kind as others say, even if they are The people who learn the worst will not cause rejection from others, each of them is very cute, it is difficult to feel disgusted or angry, and it is very easy to get along with them.

In the few years I spent with Tom, my way of thinking was influenced by him. I always subconsciously considered other people’s goals and intentions. I was always wary of others and used to being alone.

Hufflepuff is melting my bad temper a little bit.

Although I have been learning from Riddle, and have been helping him with advice, I don't have much ambition, I'm just a supporting role.I also don't like intrigue as long as it doesn't involve myself.So Slytherin, a place where you have to be careful and thoughtful when you speak, is actually not suitable for me.Hufflepuff was right up my alley, everyone was so easy to get along with, and I couldn't help but smile here instead of a phony smirk.

Maybe the Sorting Hat is right and I should indeed be a Hufflepuff.I gradually learned about the idea of ​​the Sorting Hat, and gradually fell in love with the academy.

Seeing Tom again was the weekend of the second week, and he cornered me in a little-traveled hallway and pulled me into an empty classroom.He stood opposite me, his body slightly tilted, one hand on the table, knocking on the table intentionally or unintentionally.We looked at each other, and I wondered what the hell he was going to say, if he was going to throw a tantrum at me, if he was going to break up with me, was he going to throw me some spells, and the more I thought about it, the more I felt The atmosphere became more and more rigid.None of these, however.After a long while, he said, "I have forgiven you."

Okay, you forgive... um...?forgive?Wait, why forgive?I didn't say anything or do anything these two weeks, why did he suddenly forgive me?

"I can't say it's forgiveness, I just—I figured it out, I already understand your choice," Tom continued, ignoring my confused and flustered expression, "When I heard that you were going to Hufflepuff, I was very angry, and even thought that the Sorting Hat made a mistake, or you betrayed me-but, in the past two weeks, I thought about it for a long time, and I realized that I shouldn't think so."

"Everyone will be assigned to the house that suits them best. Since you go to Hufflepuff, it means you belong there. Even if you are forced to go to Slytherin, you will not achieve anything. Hufflepuff You are often teased as an idiot and trash by others, but in fact there are many outstanding people here, and you are one of them."

"……Are you crazy?"

The words came out without thinking.It's not like Tom's style, but it makes sense when I think about it.After all, no one else can change the choice of the Sorting Hat, he can only choose to accept this fact.I stared at his unchanging expression, and said cautiously: "Okay, now I should say...thank you?"

After all, he not only understood the fact that I went to Hufflepuff, but also praised me as the best in the academy. It is not so easy to get his praise.

"I just figured it out."

"It seems that you have learned a lot in the past two weeks?"

I asked tentatively.Apparently his temper of torturing people with magic had changed in the orphanage, and that's what Hogwarts—or Slytherin—brought to him.He's improving, which surprises me.After all I've been here for two weeks, I just feel more laid back than I used to, and Hufflepuff is such a cozy place that you can't help but relax.At least scheming doesn't work here, only those who are sincere and loyal will be loved.

"This is indeed a magical place, isn't it?" Tom approached me. When we were 11 years old, our height difference was not too big. I didn't look up at him. He walked up to me and played with my blond hair. Hair tip, "You went to Hufflepuff...that's fine, but you're still mine. Always will be."

At this moment, his almost perverted possessiveness was finally exposed. Tom was still the Tom I knew. Putting on another mask, he is still dangerous and elusive.I kept reminding myself of this in the years since, and never let my guard down in front of him again.

In the end he let go of my hair and left the classroom first.I heard the noise of some students coming from far and near, so I also left here quickly.

I haven't had any contact with Tom since this incident. A freshman is only eligible to choose who to be friends with after he has established himself in Slytherin. To him, having contact with a Hufflepuff at the beginning Not a good thing.And I speculate myself that he didn't intend to have anything to do with me the moment I was sorted into Hufflepuff.It's just because he taught me a lot, so he didn't want to kick me away immediately, and even said a lot of words of understanding.

I used to think that I would always follow Tom, after all he taught me so many things, he would never leave me.But now I have to get rid of this stupid idea, I have to plan for the future for myself.I want to have my own friends, find what I am good at, and determine my own goals.

Oh yes, I also want to find my parents.Tom can speak snake language to show that he is a descendant of Slytherin. Although he has not found his father, he has a clue.But I don't know anything about my identity. I hope one day I can know who my biological parents are.

In this way, I spent a full and happy few months at Hogwarts, and the weight increased as expected.But I was skinny and skinny in the orphanage, so I finally looked healthy.

The first holiday to usher in Hogwarts is Halloween.There was nothing new that day, except that the auditorium was full of pumpkin lanterns, and the dinner that was already good enough was even more sumptuous today.Everyone gave candies to each other, and occasionally a few students dressed as ghosts rushed in to make everyone laugh.

The surprise on Halloween was that I met Bill Miller, a Hufflepuff fourth grader. He is a very good senior in the college, and his grades are basically in the top ten of the school. He is handsome, talkative and humorous, and treats people kindly , not only Hufflepuff, even other colleges also have girls pursuing them.

I had only heard about him before, but today I really got to know him.He happened to be sitting next to me at dinner, when he and his companion were discussing the history of magic, I interjected out of curiosity, and naturally, we got to know each other.

After that, there is nothing worth recording in particular.Go to class every day, do homework, go to the library for a while when you have nothing to do, or chat with your Hufflepuff classmates, such as the clothes you want to buy, the eye-catching seniors in the school, and the recent news in the newspaper. some anecdotes.At this time, I will feel that I am just an ordinary student, and this is what I should have in my daily life.And my contact with Tom, which was pitifully small, tended to zero in the end.

Every time I saw Tom in the distance, he was walking with a few famous people in Slytherin, surrounded by some people around him.Even in Hufflepuff, I could hear people talking about him.These discussions are good and bad, but all prove that Tom is getting more and more attention.They all said that Tom Riddle studied hard, was gentle and courteous, and was loved by teachers and students alike.No one sees his dark side.

Isn't it because I reminded him on the train, I often think so in my heart.However, it would be a good thing if we just parted ways and never had contact again.That way I'd have more freedom, and I wouldn't have to worry about him coming to me out of the blue and making me mess up—and then I found out that I was right, and I always had all sorts of things when I was with Tom. Such trouble.

In the end, the fantasy of "getting away from Tom completely" was broken by his Christmas present.