[HP] The Dark Duke's Candy

Christmas is coming as scheduled. During the period before Christmas, Candice and Riddle get along very well. To what extent is the harmony?Probably as long as he has time, he will wait for Candice outside her classroom, and the two will go to the library to do their homework together.

With the student god who is the best in the school every year as her boyfriend, Candice's paper grades have also risen sharply. In the past, she occasionally got an E or below, but now she has been stable at an O.

Anita and Louise were very envious of this, and they also hoped to get good grades in the final exam next year, so they tried to be a light bulb and went to the library with them to do their homework.Because of the potions class last time, Euphemia didn't like Riddle very much and didn't want to have contact with him, so she didn't come.

It has to be said that Anita and Louise rebelled after just following the homework once.

"Candice, I have to say, you are so happy." Louise said with staring eyes, "Riddle is so smart! The professor said the spell that I didn't learn several times, but he only said it once I will!"

Anita also echoed: "And he is really handsome! I used to think that others said that he was the school grass of Hogwarts, and I had never seen the world, but looking closely... Merlin, his character and facial features It's all perfect."

Candice blushed a little at what they said, cleared her throat and said, "He's not as good as you said, is he?"

Louise rolled her eyes and said, "Don't be in the midst of blessings, okay? If you don't want to delay your time alone, Annie and I would like to do homework with you every day, even if he doesn't teach us the questions, Just looking at that face is enough to be seductive..."

Anita continued to say, "I heard that Slytherin has a lot of girls who like him, why did he fall in love with you, Candice?"

Candice said unconvinced: "Aren't I better than those girls?"

Anita looked at her carefully and nodded, "You are indeed better than them. Compared to them, you are beautiful and close to the people, and your academic performance is also very good. It is not wrong that Riddle likes you."

Candice raised the corner of her mouth and said proudly: "Of course, he is lucky to find a girlfriend like me!"

Louise asked curiously: "But I really want to know, which of you two is chasing who?"

Before Candice could answer, Anita said: "It must be Candice who chased Riddle, do you need to ask? Didn't you watch the Quidditch match that day? Candice gave the Golden Snitch He, he didn't refuse!"

Candice blushed, and wanted to say that she didn't chase him, but after thinking about it...it seemed to be true.

Inexplicably, I feel a little ashamed, but when I come back to my senses and think about it carefully, there is nothing to be ashamed of. It is very handsome to bravely pursue the boy you like!So Candice puffed out her chest again.

The three walked and chatted, and happened to meet Euphemia and Fremont.

Several people stopped in their tracks, and two pairs of eyes met their three pairs of eyes. Candice was a little embarrassed, but Louise greeted in a relieved way: "Hi, what a coincidence, do you want to go to class together?"

Euphemia smiled and nodded and said "Okay", Freemont stood there with his lips pursed, Euphemia tugged at him and whispered something in his ear, then he nodded with an ugly face, and took a step Step over.

Looks like they're doing well?Candice was a little surprised, and she felt comforted in her heart, and she was not so embarrassed anymore.

"It's going to be a holiday soon, do you have any arrangements for Christmas?" Euphemia started to walk together, and Euphemia mentioned the holiday arrangements.

Anita and Louise talked about their own, mostly similar to last year, spending Christmas at home, and then wandering around.

It was Candice's turn, and Candice's answer was similar. After hearing this, Euphemia glanced at Fremont quickly, and said with a smile: "Then you all come to my house as guests? You can come before school starts, I want to invite you to come and play."

Both Louise and Anita were pleasantly surprised and expressed their willingness to be guests. Euphemia looked at Candice expectantly, and Candice said shyly, "Sorry Mia, I would like to go too, but I am on vacation. To entertain guests, I can't go to your house to play."

Euphemia looked disappointed, and Fremont stood next to her with a stiff face. Euphemia said unwillingly: "It shouldn't take long to entertain the guests, right? Is it Uncle Bell's guest? You can come back after the entertainment." My family, we can accommodate your time."

Candice shook her head and said, "It's not my father's guest, it's my own guest, so I have to entertain him personally. He will probably stay at my house for a few days, I think it should be..." Riddle has to go back to the holiday Orphanage, Candice really doesn't want him to go back to that kind of place. As long as her father agrees, she will definitely invite Riddle to live in their house directly.

She believed that Riddle would definitely gain his father's appreciation, so she didn't think it was a big problem.

Euphemia reacted belatedly, and she changed the topic with an uneasy expression. Candice was relieved and thanked her for not continuing to invite.

Anita and Louise glanced at each other, and after Euphemia and Freemont entered the classroom first, they asked Candice in a low voice: "The person who visited your house during the Christmas holidays should not be Riddle. ?”

Candice smiled at them, the sweetness on her face couldn't be stopped.

Louise and Anita hugged each other and sighed, "It seems that you are the one who will get married first among the four of us..."

"...You guys are thinking too far!" Candice ran into the classroom blushing.

Freemont stared at her back in disappointment. She was no longer his partner. He avoided it first. Now his partner is Euphemia, Candice and Louise, Anita with other girls.

...Everything is his own fault. It is he who has pushed their relationship further and further away because of the emotions in his heart. Euphemia is right. He must make changes and cheer up, otherwise it will only make Candice even worse. Push to Riddle.

He has to make a change! !

must! !

pity……

Freemont's revival plan failed just after taking the first step.

Candice wasn't even sitting in the same compartment as them on the train home.

When Louise and Anita opened the door and came in, they said in a very reasonable tone: "Candice won't be here, she and Riddle are together, they should be discussing the Christmas vacation."

Freemont asked stiffly: "...Is he the guest Candice is going to entertain?"

Louise was taken aback for a moment, realizing that this might hurt Freemont, she hesitated, but Anita pushed her to sit down, and said to Freemont, "Yes, Freemont. Meng, it's him. If you want me to say, you shouldn't put on a hurt look and push the person you like away. You see, it's all right now, and Candice doesn't even come with us on the train back. Sitting together."

Freemont lowered his head, his eyes were red, and Euphemia said distressedly: "Okay, Annie, don't say that, Freemont has suffered enough."

Anita glared at Euphemia, and hated the latter for being too gentle. She sighed and said, "Fremont, I'm telling you the truth, don't listen to me, I think Riddle is indeed better than you." It is suitable for Candice, he is a very good boy, he has changed my view of the Slytherin house by himself, if you are willing to get in touch with him calmly, I believe you will like him too."

"I will never like him in my life!" Freemont said bitterly, and buried himself in his schoolbag.

Euphemia directly crossed the table and covered Anita's mouth, not allowing her to speak, Anita had no choice but to give up.

the other side.

Candice didn't go to the Slytherin compartment with Riddle, which was the place Candice visited once as a freshman and never wanted to go again.

They occupied a box in Hufflepuff. Anyway, there are not many people coming home from Hufflepuff for Christmas this year, so it’s okay to sit there.

Candice and Riddle were sitting facing each other, and Riddle was reading a book. He was very serious when he read the book, and he turned the pages very quickly. The astonishing speed scared Candice.

"Have you finished?" she asked, pointing to the previous page of the book.

Riddle said without raising his head, "It's over."

"...But you seem to have only glanced at it a few times, right? So fast?" She lifted the book slightly, glanced at the cover, and said with wide eyes, "This is something that only seventh graders will be exposed to."

Riddle looked up at her and said: "Hogwarts' curriculum regulations are not perfect, I think they think too badly of the students' qualifications, the books in the fourth grade are about the same level as the first grade to me."

Candice pursed her mouth and said to herself, it's because the school thinks too badly about the students' qualifications, it's obviously because your qualifications are too good!

Riddle didn’t think so, and he even said seriously: “If I become a professor or principal in the future, I will definitely find a way to change the difficulty of the textbook.”

Candice was slightly speechless when she heard the words, and after a while she muttered: "Then I dare say that more and more people will fail Hogwarts in the future."

Hearing her whisper, Riddle raised her thin lips slightly, and the raised arc was just like the black cat that Anita raised when it meowed, it was really charming.

"Even if there are a lot of people who fail, you are definitely not among them." Riddle beckoned to Candice, Candice immediately understood the intention, and sat beside him with a smile. He reached out and stroked her porcelain-like cheeks, Maintaining that casual and relaxed smile, he said, "Are you afraid of failing if you guard me?"

Candice's face was hot, and she didn't want him to see her blushing again, so she slipped into his arms.

Riddle hugged her with a smile, and the scenery outside the carriage window receded a little bit. He looked out happily. The scenery was beautiful. He was stunned by the scenery on the way to Hogwarts for the first time. Now he is in the fourth grade Yes, looking at the scenery along the way, not only does not feel tired, but it is even more refreshing.

"Look." Riddle embraced Candice's shoulders, letting her lean on his shoulders, and the two of them looked out together, "It's beautiful." He stared out of the window with his black eyes, without those Slytherins following him Or, without those disturbing gossips, when the two of them sat alone in a quiet box and watched the scenery together, he would actually let his mind go like an ordinary person.

Candice leaned against him and looked outside, and said softly, "Well, it's beautiful."

Riddle slowly turned his head, and he looked down at the girl in his arms, she looked at him with a blushing face, and his figure was reflected in her blue eyes - she really loved him, he suddenly thought of this.

He was slightly taken aback, and his simple mood became complicated again.

In fact, they are two completely different people living in completely different worlds.

At the beginning, Candice was like a proud girl sitting on the balcony of a beautiful bungalow, accompanied by roses, watching the beautiful scenery and drinking wine.And he is a beggar on the street, trying to get some gold coins from the arms of the rich to survive.

Candice has everything in her world, and she never knows what troubles and sorrows are.

And there is nothing in his world, so he can only keep walking quickly in the cold wind to find the next shelter.

And the girl standing on the balcony who doesn't know the sufferings of the world may see him, and may ask another question-why are you leaving in such a hurry?Why don't you stop and take a look at this beautiful scenery?

They used to have that big gap.

Until he found his true parentage and earned a place in Slytherin.

When the Sorting Hat sorted him, he said that in Slytherin, he would do a lot.

In fact it is.

He will change everything about himself, he will make everyone afraid to mention his past, make them afraid to talk about him, make the girl in his arms no longer different from him, make her one day even if she is loved by him If you step on her feet hard, others will also feel that—ah, she should have been stepped on by him. He is no less humble than her, he is more noble.

Crazy thoughts that were almost paranoid drove Riddle's heart. He stared intently at the girl who was already asleep in his arms, listening to her steady and reassuring breathing, and it took a long time to press down the thoughts that completely destroyed her at this moment.

There is still plenty of time.

There is still a long way to go.

He can take his time.

Maybe we can wait until he finds the Gaunt family first.

Withdrawing his eyes and looking out of the car window, Riddle raised the corners of his mouth and showed a faint smile.

It was getting dark and the train was coming to the station.

Mr. Bell arrived early at Station Nine and Three Quarters to pick up his precious daughter.

When he saw Candice get out of the car with a tall and thin young man and walked towards him, he knew who the guest his daughter had been wanting to invite since last Christmas.

Riddle didn't directly face Mr. Bell with Candice, he nodded to Mr. Bell from a distance, and left the station alone.

He is an orphan and no one will come to pick him up.Thinking of this, Mr. Bell frowned a little dissatisfied, and when Candice looked at him cautiously, he frightened her with a tiger face.

Candice grabbed her father's sleeve weakly and whispered, "Dad, I'm ready."

Seeing his daughter who looked more and more like his wife, Mr. Bell sighed helplessly, took his daughter's hand, and led her to Apparate.

Freemont stood beside the Potters, watching Candice leave, wishing he could follow.

"It's time for us to go back." Of course, the Potters wouldn't let him go with them, and quickly pulled him away.

Candice went home with her father.

The Christmas vacation didn't end until the beginning of next year. She asked Riddle to visit on Christmas Day, and told him what his father liked, so that he could match what he liked.She believes that Riddle, who has won the love of all the professors, can definitely handle these simple things.

Then there is the job of being a father.

As soon as Mr. Bell came home, he began to wash his hands and make soup. Candice was spotted by the kitchen door and sneaked in.

"Candice, if you have anything to say, you can tell me directly, without hesitation, I am your father." Mr. Bell turned around and said seriously.

Candice clasped her hands behind her back and said after a while, "Dad... I think you already know who I'm going to invite as a guest, right?"

Mr. Bell snorted softly and said, "I wish I didn't know, maybe Miss Bell can help me with this matter?"

Candice said awkwardly: "Dad, I know you mind Tom's college, but you should at least give him a chance to prove himself. He is really outstanding. He has got all O's in the final exam for three consecutive years."

This is really surprising. As a Gryffindor, Mr. Bell's academic performance was not bad, but he did not exaggerate to the point where he got all O's for three consecutive years. He was full of doubts: "Are you sure? He didn't lie to you." Is it?"

Candice twitched the corner of her mouth and said, "He never told me about his achievements. I saw them all myself."

Mr. Bell was silent for a while, then turned around and continued to cut apples: "Even if his grades are good, it doesn't mean that he is very reliable."

Candice wanted to argue for Riddle, but Mr. Bell jumped ahead and said, "I can see that you like him, Candy, and I have nothing against you falling in love, but don't you think it's a bit early? You're only in third grade."

Candice pursed her lips and said, "Didn't you and your mother have been together since the second grade?"

Thinking of his wife, Mr. Bell felt a little absent-minded for a moment, with a sad expression on his face.

Candice was right. Mr. Bell and his wife, like her and Riddle, were together in the lower grades, then got engaged after the senior grades, and got married as soon as they graduated.Most wizards in the wizarding world are like this. They will choose a suitable partner during school, and then get married as soon as they graduate. Those with families will inherit the family after graduation.

If many people don't find the person they like in school, it will be difficult to find them after graduation, because most of the good ones are picked out in school.

Candice is already in the third grade, so it’s not too big if you say it’s big, and it’s really not too small if you say it’s small, but...

Mr. Bell put down the fruit knife and turned his head and said, "But Candy, he's a Slytherin after all."

"Even Anita's changed her mind about Slytherin because of Tom, Dad," Candice said, taking a step forward with the utmost sincerity. "You've always been fair, haven't you? I know you don't like Slytherin, but You should also give Tom a chance, if you still don't like him after you get to know him formally, then shall we discuss this again?"

... This request does not seem to be so unacceptable.

Mr. Bell pondered for a while with a solemn face before finally nodding his head.

Seeing her father nodding, Candice breathed a sigh of relief, and let her father hug her happily. After cheering a few words, "Long live Dad", she still hung up on Mr. Bell's careful reminder: "In addition, Dad, I must tell you— —Although you didn't say it, I also know that apart from the college, you also care about Tom being an orphan. Don't be too quick to deny it, I know you are not the kind of person who looks down on others because of their birth, so I hope You don't mention that then - it kind of hurts."

It was difficult for Mr. Bell to describe how he felt when he heard his daughter think so much about a boy.

Probably because the good cabbage that has been raised so hard has been raped by pigs?

Oh well, maybe he should put it another way, maybe the other person is not a pig?

Still have to see it to find out.

At that time, even if you don't like the other party, you can find more reasons to object.

Mr. Bell made up his mind that he must look good to that Slytherin boy, but he didn't realize until that day...his daughter still has a good eye for people.

Really good.

If we put aside the initial prejudice, this young man named Tom Riddle surprised and admired Mr. Bell no matter his manners, speech, or even his knowledge and appearance.

Riddle was very, very talkative, and possessed far more insight than a fourth-grade student should have. Riddle was able to chat a few things that Mr. Bell only knew at his age, and he spoke clearly.

This is a very charismatic young man.

It's no wonder that his family's good cabbage will be fancy.

If only he wasn't a Slytherin student, even if he wasn't a Gryffindor, he could be a Ravenclaw...

As for being an orphan, it’s actually not a big problem. Anyway, Bell’s family is not short of money. After getting married, he will definitely not let his daughter suffer. It’s just that he was born in that college, whether it’s in the Ministry of Magic or he once studied at Hogwarts. At that time, Mr. Bell didn't have a good impression of Slytherin, and his only trouble was here.

Then, his last bit of dissatisfaction was cleared away by Riddle when Candice went to get them dessert.

"Mr. Bell, I know you don't really appreciate my college." Riddle sat across from the sofa, sitting in an elegant and dignified posture. He looked nothing like someone who came out of an orphanage. With a smile on his lips, he spoke in a polite and low tone. Say, "I can totally understand your concerns, and it never occurred to me to completely reverse your impression when we first met, and I didn't even intend to change your overall impression of Slytherin."

Mr. Bell looked at him in surprise, and said in a complicated tone: "Then you..."

"I know that the impression of a college is not formed overnight. During this period, there must have been many things that made you fix this impression. I understand very well." Riddle looked gentle and sincere, "I only hope that Mr. Bell can give me a personal A chance - you don't need to try to change any view of any house, sitting in front of you is just a Hogwarts student, I will take good care of Candice, let her study and school life Quiet and smooth, when she graduates, if you still feel that I am not a person worthy of entrusting her life, you can drive me away, and I will never be entangled. And during this period, I will not object to Kan Tiss makes any other friends of the opposite sex, even... if she falls in love with someone else, I will generously send my blessings and not cause her any trouble." When Riddle said this, the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened After a while, he looked very serious, but only he himself knew how miserable his death would be if someone really dared to touch his people.

It is a real death, not an exaggerated description.

He really kills.

He had no doubts about it.

But Mr. Bell wouldn't know that.

Riddle's outward performance was too good.

What he said was as if Mr. Bell could try him for free for several years, let him help Candice study hard, live a stable life, and always be a qualified spare tire.

Then, when Candice graduates, it will be up to Mr. Bell to decide whether or not to actually allow them to be together.

Rao is such a determined person as Mr. Bell, so I feel a little embarrassed.

He coughed lightly and said, "No, you don't need to do this, Mr. Riddle."

"Just call me Tom." Even if he hated that too common Muggle name.

Mr. Bell was silent for a while, and called him "Tom", which Candice heard just when she came back. She knew her father so well that she knew immediately-Riddle had taken her father down.

Candice ran over with a face full of joy, and almost threw herself into her father's arms to thank her, almost spilling the dessert in her hand.

Mr. Bell sighed helplessly: "You should be more careful, Candy, you are already a big girl, why are you still so reckless?"

Candice put down the dessert with a smile, sat next to her father and said, "Dad, it's late, we should go to bed after dessert." Del, suggested in a low voice, "How about letting Tom stay at our house for a few days?" She really didn't want him to go back to the cold and lonely place of the orphanage.

but……

This is a male classmate after all.

Or a male classmate who is interested in her.

Wouldn't it be a good idea to stay here for the first time to visit the house?

It was also the first time for Mr. Bell to be a father-in-law. He glanced at Riddle with some embarrassment, and Riddle immediately stood up and said, "No need."

Candice stood up and looked at him: "You..."

"I just have something else to do, and it's time to leave." Riddle's tone was calm, his eyes were calm, and he looked lifeless. Candice observed it for a while before he was slightly relieved.

Mr. Bell also stood up. He was quite satisfied with Riddle's choice, and finally cast an appreciative look at the young man.Riddle was not surprised by this, but pretended to be flattered, which pleased Mr. Bell even more.

People who are humble are always more likely to be appreciated by others.

Riddle knew how to please people, otherwise all the professors at Hogwarts would not be full of praise for him.

He took the initiative to leave Bell’s house.

When he was about to reach the gate of the orphanage, Candice ran over against the wind and snow.

Her wine-red wizard robe was covered with white snowflakes, and under the warm street lights at night, she looked like a pretty little Santa Claus.

"You haven't eaten the pudding I made yet!" Candice handed the wrapped pudding to Riddle, she quickly turned her head to look in the direction of her home, then tiptoed to give him a quick kiss on the face.

"See you at the beginning of school!" Candice smiled with her eyes crooked like crescent moons, she was really happy from the bottom of her heart.

Riddle looked at her, raised his hand to brush the snow off her blond hair, hesitant to speak.

After a long time, he finally just said, "See you at the beginning of school."

Candice turned around in the snow, her beautiful crimson wizard robe drew a melodious arc in the wind, her back was light and beautiful, and her blonde hair shone like diamonds in the snowy night.

Riddle kept looking at her, as if he was watching the brisk young girl step by step into the bottomless abyss he had arranged with his own hands.

After Candice could no longer be seen, Riddle withdrew his gaze and walked towards the closed iron gate of the orphanage again.

He returned to his cold and dark world.

Gloomy night, cold snow wind, dark trees, silent buildings.

Standing in front of the corridor, Riddle turned his head again. Not far away, Bell's house became dilapidated under the spell, but he knew how warm and fragrant it was, full of laughter and laughter.

At this moment, he understood a little bit why he did things for Candice Bell that violated his principles over and over again.

He also gradually understood why he was trying so hard to get Chris Bell's favor and permission.

For Candice, he may mean the abyss of hell.

But to him, Candice... is not only broad and inclusive water, but also a steaming and burning fire.

She is not only his tender and tender warmth, but also his fiery and trembling sin.

Conscious feelings were like wildly growing vines, climbing up his cold and dark heart little by little.

Riddle raised his hand and pressed his heart, as if he had pressed something.

He was startled, and found a small gift box from the inside of his robe.

He thinks back to the time Candice tiptoed to kiss him and she must have sneaked in at that moment.

He didn't even notice.

Riddle stood in a daze for a while, enlarged the box, and took it apart.

He saw... a rose.

A magical rose that blooms wantonly on a snowy night.

Like - Gryffindor flower.

Riddle turned the thorny branch of the rose, and the snowflakes fell on the crimson petals of the rose, which was shockingly beautiful.

A note fell from the petals while turning, and Riddle caught it and checked it. It said: This is just a Christmas present, not a birthday present. The birthday present will be given to you when school starts.

Riddle's black eyes trembled slightly, he shrunk the note and the rose together, and walked into the dilapidated building where he had lived for more than ten years without looking back.

On Christmas night, after tasting the warmth briefly, there is still only endless darkness and himself in his world.

Oh no, maybe there is a flower.