[HP] The Dark Duke's Candy

Girls' bedroom.

Candice sat on a chair with her arms propped on the table, staring at the invitation letter from the Slug Club on the table.

She scanned the other three people in the dormitory, and it seemed that she was the only one who received it.

This made her a little bit difficult.

The Slug Club is a club owned by Potions professor Slughorn, and it brings together many of his favorite students. Candice was surprised that she could receive the invitation letter. She thought it was only for Slytherins. What about student clubs.

But is she going to the club?

The time indicated on the invitation was this Friday night, in the Potions professor's office.

She was the only one in the dormitory who received the invitation letter. If she wanted to go, would she want to go alone?

Annoyed, she stuffed the invitation into a drawer, and Candice decided to wait until Friday to read it.

In the third grade, after discussing with her friends, Candice chose protection of magical creatures, ancient runes and divination.

She personally looks forward to the Protection of Magical Creatures class. The professor of this class is Sylvanos Kettleburn. Professor Kettleburn is a very enthusiastic person. Although he may be a bit reckless and careless occasionally, overall He is an amiable and respectable professor.

In their first class on the protection of magical creatures, Professor Kettleburn did not directly expose students to magical creatures, but gave a theoretical lesson.His legs and feet were not very convenient, so he dragged his lame leg and leaned on his side, explaining to them the precautions for future classes.

Fremont observed him for a while, and whispered to Candice, "I heard that Professor Kettleburn's legs and arms were injured because he kept many dangerous magical creatures."

Candice opened her eyes wide in surprise, and whispered: "Then will we come into contact with those dangerous magical creatures in the future?"

Anita leaned over and said, "I don't think it's possible now, maybe after senior year? You can ask Riddle, isn't he in the fourth year? What are they learning about magical creatures?"

The corner of Freemont's mouth twitched violently when he heard this, and he said with an ugly face, "Why did you ask that guy!"

Louise hooked her lips and said, "Because he is Candice's boyfriend, isn't it normal to ask him?"

Candice tugged at Louise's clothes in embarrassment. Since returning from Hogsmeade, they all acquiesced that Riddle was her boyfriend... But they didn't think wrong, their current relationship It's officially a boyfriend and girlfriend, although not everyone knows it.

Thinking of Riddle, Candice said softly: "He didn't take the protection of magical creatures. He took all the courses except this course and Muggle studies."

Euphemia exclaimed, "He chose so many? Is he busy? I mean, the difficulty of the compulsory courses is already great..."

Freemont's face grew darker.

He turned away irritably, no longer participating in their conversation.

Candice shook her head at Euphemia, who immediately understood the intention and began to say something else.

Until the end of get out of class, Fremont was still in a bad mood.After he managed to get out of the shadow of that day in Hogsmeade a little bit, he was reminded so bloodily and bluntly by others—the fact that Candice was officially with Riddle.Even though he didn't want to lose his composure and tried to be chic, but...he couldn't.

If he followed his usual personality, he would definitely make trouble for Riddle constantly, so that Candice could see the true face of that guy's evil as soon as possible - no one in their academy would dare to provoke a Slytherin like him, Obviously there is a problem, okay?

But... But he just doesn't have that ability.

Riddle is too strong.

Even Fremont, a Gryffindor, had heard of it.

To this day, when Charles Potter corresponded with him, he still reminded him from time to time not to go against Riddle, that was asking for trouble.

asshole!Damn it!

Fremont kicked the wall hard, his toes hurt so badly from his own kick, he couldn't help but let out a cry of pain, Candice and the others looked over together, even though he insisted that he was fine, but he Still saw the helpless expression on Candice's face.

"You should be careful, Fremont." Euphemia said softly, squatting down to help him check how his feet were.

Freemont grabbed the school robe to cover his legs, and said with a dark face, "I'm really fine, I just touched it."

Euphemia was worried and insisted on helping him. Freemont looked a little embarrassed, retreating and dodging, his face flushed with embarrassment.

Candice stood there watching for a while, and then she was attracted by something else.

Not far away, Riddle and Malfoy walked over together, they seemed to have just finished class, Malfoy was talking about something, when he saw Candice, he immediately shut up.

Abraxas slowly followed Riddle to Candice and the others, and just as he was about to say something, Riddle said to them, "Go first."

Abraxas choked: "Aren't you going with us?"

Riddle's black eyes glanced at him lightly: "No."

He answered very concisely, and his tone was not very eager, but Malfoy, who was always very proud, didn't feel offended at all.He just frowned and glanced at Candice and the others, then left with Lestrange and Rozier.

After walking a few steps away, Abraxas glanced back and saw Riddle greeting Candice with a smile on his face.Look at that smile, it's much more amiable than when facing them.

Abraxas had a toothache, and Lestrange was also confused. He lowered his voice and asked, "Abraxas, is Tom taking the Flower of Gryffindor now?"

Abraxas snorted coldly and said, "You have seen everything, why are you still asking me?"

Lestrange chuckled lightly when he heard this and said, "Let me just say, no one can resist his charm! So what if it's the flower of Gryffindor? Isn't it just picked off? I'm now I am really looking forward to the expression of that flower when it is abandoned, it must be wonderful, right?"

Eddie Rozier said with a low smile: "I don't expect her expression, but I am more looking forward to the expression of the old bee."

Thinking of Dumbledore's stinky face, Rozier and Lestrange laughed happily.Abraxas squinted at them impatiently, he kept frowning, did not participate in this topic, and seemed to be troubled by something.

Candice has no idea what awaits her in the future.

Now she was relieved, said goodbye to Euphemia and the others with a smile, and left with Riddle.

Freemont stood in the corner, watching their leaving backs. Riddle suddenly turned his head, his black eyes looked at him through his long bangs. When the two looked at each other, Riddle raised his head The corners of his mouth curled up. Although it was a normal-looking and even polite smile, as a man of the same sex, Fremont could completely feel the provocation in that smile.

So Freemont was even angrier.

"You must be a member of the Slug Club?" Candice said happily as they walked up the stairs of Hogwarts with Riddle, "You are Professor Slughorn's favorite student, he can't Don't let you join his club."

Riddle walked quickly, and Candice had a hard time catching up, his school robes sweeping the pretty Xuan'er through the air, and he seemed a little nonchalant when answering her questions.

"You're very smart, Miss Bell. I'm indeed a member of that club. I joined in the first grade."

As he spoke, he turned a corner and walked up the moving steps.

Candice took a step back, seeing the stairs turning away, she looked anxiously at Riddle who had already passed.

Riddle turned around and stretched out his hand to her, she held it without doubt, and jumped briskly under Riddle's deep gaze.

"Thank you." Candice thanked her, and then said her thoughts, "I also received an invitation letter from the Slug Club, but I seem to be the only one in the dormitory who received it, so..."

"You want to go with me?" Riddle paused slightly and asked casually.

Candice nodded and said, "Well, I always felt weird in the past? Can you take me with you?"

She didn't seem to think at all that he would reject her.

Riddle stood there silent for a while, then smiled again and said, "Okay."

Receiving this promise, Candice smiled relaxedly. At this time, she still didn't know why Riddle was silent before replying.

Until Friday night rolls around.

This is Candice's first time attending a Slug Club event.

It was also because she seldom came to the potions professor's office when she was free.

Entering October, there was a gloomy and cold atmosphere everywhere in the cellar. Candice wrapped her school uniform tightly and let out a soft breath.

The sound of Riddle's footsteps came from behind, and Candice felt herself being hugged. She looked back, Riddle lowered her head and kissed her on the forehead, then pulled out her wand and said a spell, and she quickly It warmed up.

"You should learn to use the Warming Charm yourself, Miss Bell."

He spoke politely, as if he wasn't the one who kissed her just now.

Candice muttered in a low voice: "I will, but isn't it because you are here?"

Riddle frowned, and he pretended to say the password of the office calmly, and led her in.

The Potions professor's office, which used to be unique in the past, has become more and more refined today. When Candice walked in, she was attracted by the luxurious and noble atmosphere inside. She stood by the door, looked at this specially decorated office, and walked up and down. Stepping on freshly laid carpets and house-elves preparing sweets and wine for the club members, Slughorn stood among a group of students in Slytherin robes, walking slowly toward the They looked over here.

Candice knew now why Riddle had been silent for a moment when he agreed to come with her.

Professor Slughorn looked at them with some surprise. Not only that, but the students around him in green-lined school robes also looked at them strangely.

There were not only Slytherin students here, but also some from other houses, including senior Gryffindors, and a few third-year Ravenclaws.

Candice didn't see Hufflepuff here, she was silent for a while, and slowly joined them behind Riddle.

"Oh, welcome, Miss Bell." Slughorn came back to his senses first, and he said with a smile on his face, "I'm glad you are willing to join my club and give me some face."

Riddle moved away, fully showing Candice in front of the others, and Abraxas stood in the crowd, taking a sip of his wine glass irritably.

"Thank you for your invitation too, Professor." Candice bowed to thank him respectfully, which made Slughorn very useful. Although Dumbledore embarrassed him some time ago, his students are more winking than him yes, but...

Slughorn looked back and forth between Candice and Riddle, and asked casually, "Miss Bell came with Tom? Did you meet at the door?"

Candice wanted to say something, but Riddle rushed ahead and said, "Yes, Professor."

Only then did Slughorn show an expression of sudden realization, and then he smiled happily and said, "Then our people are all here, and the party can begin!"

Candice looked sideways at Riddle, he stood there, and Slytherin students kept talking to him, and their voices were soft and low when they spoke, even if Candice was very close to him, they couldn't hear him too much Clear content.

She turned her eyes away in embarrassment, not thinking about why he answered Slughorn like that, and left him voluntarily, walking among the other Gryffindors.

Riddle glanced back at her, meeting Walburga's gray eyes when he looked back.

"It seems that the fish has already taken the bait?" Walburga walked to Riddle and said with a smile in a low voice.

There was no change in Riddle's expression. He leaned against the table, took the wine glass handed over by others, but just put it aside and didn't drink it.

"Miss Black can't wait?" He said casually, and took a slow sip of a glass of red wine himself.

Here, even if some students are not old enough to drink, everyone tacitly agrees with each other.After all, even the Head of Slytherin, Slughorn, the owner of the club, didn't say anything, did he?

Candice saw Walburga and Riddle standing close together from a distance, almost whispering to him, and he was still drinking in violation of the rules, and suddenly felt that she should not have come to this party today at all.

"Hey, Candice, it's the Quidditch competition month next month, have you started training yet?"

The Gryffindor senior was talking to her, and Candice looked away from him.

"Not yet, but it should be soon. Training should start before Halloween." Candice answered truthfully what she knew, and the senior standing opposite smiled, blushing for some reason.

He wanted to say something more, but was squeezed away.

Candice looked at Abraxas who suddenly appeared in front of her in surprise, and instantly became vigilant.

"What do you want, Malfoy." She took a step back, eyeing him warily.

Abraxas shook the wine glass in his hand, glanced at Riddle who was still talking to Walburga not far away, bent slightly to get closer to her, and whispered in her ear: "I'm here to persuade you , hopelessly stupid Miss Bell."

Candice said indifferently: "I don't think I have anything to ask Mr. Malfoy to advise."

Abraxas chuckled and said, "You do. I know a lot more than you. Don't be too self-righteous, little girl."

"I'm not a little girl, I'm only one year younger than you." Candice snapped back in displeasure.

Abu's patience was almost exhausted, and he didn't have much time, so he moved closer to her, spraying all his alcoholic breath on her face, and Candice frowned deeply.

"...Don't trust Riddle too much, I can only tell you this." Abraxas stared intently at his "old enemy" with gray-blue eyes, and said softly, "Otherwise you will be very, very painful in the future."

After speaking, he turned and left here, and quickly mixed into the crowd, as if he had never been here before.

Candice stood there in a daze, looking at the direction he left in disbelief, until someone put a hand on her arm.

Candice turned her head slowly, and saw Riddle who had returned from Miss Black.

I don't know if it was because he was too close to Walburga just now, or because of Malfoy's nonsensical reminder, Candice subconsciously pulled some distance away from him.

Riddle looked down at her arm free from his hand, the slender fingers slowly clenched into a fist, and he casually glanced at Abraxas in the crowd, who was driving with Lestrange Just kidding, smiling happily.

He didn't seem guilty at all, as if he just came to provoke him as usual.

"Where is it uncomfortable?" Riddle is tall, he looks like an adult, and he can completely cover Candice's figure when standing beside her.

As soon as he came, all the Gryffindors in this area walked away, and Candice looked at them with trepidation in her heart.

"No." She finished with a frown, took a piece of cake from the table and ate it slowly.

Riddle stared at her as she swallowed the strawberries on the cake bit by bit, and said after a while, "You're angry."

Candice paused, shook her head and continued to deny: "No."

Riddle slightly turned his face away, his jet-like hair hanging by his ears, he asked softly, "Is it because I talked to Walburga?"

Candice said irritably, "It doesn't matter who you talk to or who you get so close to."

The corners of Riddle's mouth curled up, he smiled softly, and then said in a low voice: "It's nothing to do with you, who does it have to do with?" He took her arm, and she couldn't eat the cake so comfortably, and stared at her with some resentment. over him.

"You are my girlfriend." Riddle raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "If you don't like me getting close to other girls, you can tell me directly, and you don't need to sulk here."

Candice breathed a sigh of relief, stared at him for a while, and then said a little discouraged: "It's not that I don't allow you to associate with other girls, it's just... there's no need to get so close when talking..."

After hearing what she said, the smile on the corner of Riddle's mouth became a little more real.He is really handsome, with a great temperament, not the kind of simple good-looking, but the kind of good-looking with great foundation, every frown, smile, every move, no matter in his voice or figure, he exudes a unique charm.That is a kind of handsomeness that cannot be repeated by anyone, nor can anyone imitate it.

"I'll pay attention in the future." Riddle promised softly, and when Candice seemed to be in a better mood, he asked casually, "What did Abu tell you just now?"

Candice was startled, opened her mouth and said nothing, Riddle looked at her and said, "Did he say something that shouldn't be said?"

Candice lowered her head and pursed her lips, then shook her head and said, "No."

"...That's good." He said with a half-smile, "If he said something that shouldn't be said, you must tell me."

Candice looked at him inexplicably.

Riddle stared at her with black eyes, and said word by word: "I will make him pay the price."

Candice was stunned when she heard this... It was hard for her to explain why, but her hairs stood on end.

Soon after the party at the Slug Club, it's Halloween.

The festive atmosphere slightly dispelled Candice's recent uneasiness.

More and more people in the college knew that she was in love with Riddle. This incident caused an uproar in Gryffindor, and everyone began to worry that Candice Bell, who had a Slytherin boyfriend, as Gran Can the Seeker of the Fundor Quidditch House team try his best?

Candice glanced at MacDonald, who was in the common room and was asking questions, and raised her voice: "I can tell you clearly, Macdonald, don't say that Tom is not interested in Quidditch at all, even if he Even the Slytherin Seeker is my opponent, and I will never show mercy."

When Candice said this, her tone was extremely serious, and she was definitely not perfunctory. After listening to it, everyone was relieved.

On the contrary, Candice herself became more and more irritable.

She's been feeling very uneasy lately.

Not only because of Malfoy's thoughtless reminder that day, but also because of Slytherin's attitude towards her.

Since she officially got together with Riddle, the Slytherins rarely came to cause trouble. Even if they met Malfoy and the others again, they would look at each other impatiently and then leave quickly.

It's not that she is a masochist and likes to be embarrassed, but that she can't bear the strange eyes those people look at her.

It's better for boys, but it's weird for girls.

Just like this moment.

Naomi Goyle was walking behind the Black sisters, and Greengrass was on the other side. Candice came out of the classroom after finishing her potions class, just as they were going back to the common room.

Candice turned sideways to make way for them, Walburga nodded at her with a half-smile, Candice's expression changed, not because she didn't know good people, but because of Miss Black's condescending eyes that greeted her Mixed with infinite pity, as if she were a poor creature about to suffer misfortune.

Goyle and Greengrass also looked at her like her, and Candice was a little uncomfortable breathing under their staring.

Freemont came out of the classroom, frowned and said, "Why is your face so ugly?"

Candice hurriedly said "it's okay" and left with her friends.

When the Quidditch match officially started in November, Candice's mood finally recovered.

Flying in the sky on a broom is a refreshing thing.

Candice shuttled around the arena in her uniform. Today was the match between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff. The commentator enthusiastically introduced the form on the field. Candice hung upside down from time to time to look for the golden snitch. Riddle in the Slytherin stands met his gaze, he was always looking at her with a smile on his face, and his eyes were always focused on her.

It's a good feeling to be watched all the time.

The way he looked at her, the way they looked at each other, reminded Candice of when they first met.

Riddle at that time was different from now. He was bullied by a bunch of people, and she rode down on a broom to help, chatting with him about the wizarding world.

That was their best encounter ever.

Candice's heart moved, and gradually swept away the hidden worries and contradictions of the previous period.

She's a Gryffindor, and she's got the guts to solve any problem, so what's there to be afraid of?Those troubles that don't exist yet don't come to her now, do they?So be happy, why waste the happy time now?

Candice relaxed and flew through the air with a smile on her face, dodging Bludger after Bludger and catching the Snitch with ease as the Hufflepuff Seeker watched desperately.

"Candice Bell caught the Golden Snitch! 410:72, Gryffindor wins!"

Cheers sounded, and Candice was excitedly holding the Snitch tightly in her hand. When she saw that only Riddle was applauding for her amidst the green, she got hotheaded and did something that surprised everyone.

The girl with long blond hair flew to the Slytherin stand on a broom, and under the eyes of everyone, she gave the golden snitch she captured, which represented glory, to the only person in Slytherin who applauded her.

It's Tom Riddle.

Dumbledore watched the scene from a distance.

Although he smiled, the smile didn't reach his eyes, and there was even some sadness that couldn't be ignored.

Rao was Tom Riddle himself, I'm afraid he didn't expect such a thing to happen.

He stood there in a daze, holding the golden snitch that the girl forcefully stuffed in his hand. The wings of the snitch fluttered motionlessly, looking extremely beautiful, like... just like Candice's long golden hair caught by the wind. It keeps blowing up.

Riddle narrowed his eyes slightly, his black eyes looked at Candice who had already flew away on the broom against the scorching sun, Candice looked back under the blue sky, her long golden hair was thrown behind her, golden The red Quidditch uniform seemed to be the most gorgeous clothes in the world, making her bright and warm, making her irresistible.

Riddle engraved this scene deeply in his mind.

He will probably never forget this day and this scene in his life.

Although this brought him nothing but trouble.

Turning his head to scan the teacher's seat, he did not miss the expressions of Dumbledore and Slughorn.

Riddle couldn't help but tilt his head and click his tongue, there really are a lot of troubles.