[HP] The Dark Duke's Candy

I don't know if it's to suit people's mood, but the weather tonight is not very good, the moon and stars can't be seen in the dark sky, everything is silent and quiet.

It took a long time for Riddle to calm down. Candice pulled him up from the floor, let him sit by her bed, and asked him softly, "Have you eaten yet?"

Have a meal?

Oh, yes, there is still food to eat, everyone has to eat.

Riddle didn't say a word, he sat there stiffly, his handsome and picturesque face was pale and bloodless.

Candice didn't expect him to answer anything, she turned and left the bedroom.

After Candice left, Riddle's black eyes changed little by little, occasionally turning a scary red, but they would quickly recover.

He raised his hand and pressed it on his forehead, as if he was in great pain.

Soon, he began to be out of breath, and broke out in a cold sweat in the blink of an eye.

He fell on the bed a little unbearably, and his body began to tremble.

Candice ran back immediately when she heard the noise outside. When she entered the room and saw him like this, she was terrified all over.

"Tom!"

She quickly ran to his side, supported his trembling body and worried, "What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?"

Riddle tried his best to restrain the physical pain. He slowly raised his hand and stared at the ring on his left middle finger. Candice followed his gaze, her pupils gradually dilated.

Riddle wore an exquisite ring on his left middle finger. A black rhombus gemstone was inlaid in the center of the ring. A shape could be vaguely seen in the gemstone, which looked like a triangular eye with a vertical line in the middle of the pupil.

This figure exudes a boundless dark atmosphere at this moment. Candice is a little close to it, and is also attacked by that uncomfortable atmosphere. She feels very uncomfortable, her whole body is weak, and she falls powerlessly beside Riddle.

Riddle saw Candice collapsed, and her sanity seemed to be blurred, so he frowned. He pulled out his wand forcefully, injecting complex and difficult spells with an indescribably powerful will. that ring.

The second after he finished chanting the spell, the ring that was emitting a dark aura finally calmed down, and it became no different from an ordinary ring.

He clenched his fist and stared at the ring for a while, making sure that it wouldn't suddenly go wrong before turning his head to check on Candice's situation.

Candice fell on the bed, her body's strength gradually recovering, her blond hair covered the bed, and her blue eyes looked at him in confusion.

"What's that?" She asked weakly, but didn't expect to get an answer.

Riddle had always been so secretive, and he had so many secrets of his own that he hadn't told her when they were still together, and now that they were separated and had nothing to do, he was even less likely to tell her.

But not like that.

Riddle answered her.

He took the ring off his hand, lay on his side beside her, and showed her the ring.

"It's its power." His voice was a little hoarse, probably caused by the pain just now. He has experienced such a direct injury just now, and he is still awake and full of strength at this moment. I have to say, this is a bit powerful and scary .

"I've never seen you wear a ring."

Candice blinked and stared at the ring, somehow, she suddenly remembered Professor Dumbledore's words.

—The only disturbing thing is that a ring is missing.

Candice's spine was chilling, and she struggled to get up, but Riddle's hand fell on her.

She froze, looked at him in surprise, and opened her red lips to ask him what he was going to do, but Riddle opened his mouth before that.

"This is my grandfather's ring." He said quite frankly, "I stole it, and it's in my uncle's."

Candice was stunned, never expecting him to tell her so bluntly and definitely, she completely forgot to resist his hand, and stammered, "You... stole it?"

Riddle asked her back: "You are not at home these days, where have you been?"

Candice replied subconsciously: "I went to Professor Dumbledore's house." After she finished speaking, she paused and asked him, "How do you know I'm not at home these days?"

Riddle seemed to smile, and said lightly, "I've been looking for you."

Candice didn't know what to say now.

Riddle continued: "Since you are with Dumbledore, you should know everything well." He straightened up slowly, but still put his hands on her shoulders, stroking her shoulders and arms gently .

Candice felt itchy where he touched her. She wanted to say something, but Riddle still didn't give her a chance to speak.

He seemed to have a lot to say to her, and said quickly: "I want to confess everything to you. Including some things you already know."

Candice looked at him with wide eyes, Riddle smiled shortly and said: "I found out my background, I used this summer vacation to meet my uncle who is still alive, he..." He frowned in disgust Frowning, "He is a drunkard, poor, dirty and despicable, his mouth is full of filth, and he is not worthy of the noble blood flowing in his body." He glanced at Candice, "You should already know, right? Gaunt The family—the only direct line left by Salazar Slytherin."

Candice: "...I know."

"My uncle, he didn't expect me to return to the family. In his view, I was my mother - the bitch he called, and a dirty and stupid Muggle. He wanted to kill me , clear the blood of the Gunter family."

After finally finding his family members, he looked for them with great expectations, but he must have been very desperate when he was treated like this.

Candice hesitated to speak and looked at the young man leaning beside her. His handsome face was blurred under the thin moonlight. She couldn't see clearly, so she couldn't distinguish his expression.

He should be fine by now.

At least the tone of his next speech was calm and steady.

"He tried to kill me, you know, honey," Riddle said with a half-smile, "but he didn't. He drank so much that he couldn't even hold his wand, so I ran out He raised the ring again and said lightly, "I stole it from him. He showed off the resurrection stone ring that belonged to my grandfather. He said it was dangerous and contained infinite power. And it was, as he said, kind of hard to handle. I didn't want to leave it with Morfin's trash, so I stole it."

...that's what happened.

Candice said with lingering fear, "Are you not injured?"

Riddle was stunned, as if he didn't expect her to ask this. He looked at her for a long time with complicated eyes, and then said softly: "No." The hand he wanted to dodge.

She lifted the sleeve of his wizard robe and saw the bloody wound inside.

"Is this still not hurt?" Candice was terrified, she sat up excitedly, her blond hair shone charmingly in the night.

"Why don't you deal with it! It's still bleeding!"

She looked anxious, looking around for her wand, and Riddle looked at her softly for a moment, then raised his hand to stroke her hair.

Candice seemed to be soothed by his gesture.

She slowly looked into his eyes, and Riddle raised the corner of his mouth and smiled and said, "I didn't deal with it on purpose."

Candice looked at him incredulously, and he said softly: "I originally wanted you to see it, and I let it go on purpose. I was worried that you still didn't want to pay attention to me, so I thought, if I got hurt, say Maybe you will soften your heart..."

Candice sat there dumbfounded. She clenched her fists and felt a little heat in her eyes. She said in a somewhat angry voice, "I've seen it now, so can you deal with it?"

Riddle smiled and nodded, he drew out his wand, and in the blink of an eye, the bloody wound healed.

Candice: "..." The gap between people is so big, she has never heard of the healing spell he used.

"Candice." It was rare for Riddle not to continue holding his wand, looking for the sense of security that the wand brought him, he threw the wand aside directly, the bone-like wand rolled down, and Candice's pearly white The wands came together.

He moved closer to her, touching her like his wand to hers, and Candice began to get a little unsteady breathing.

"Don't get so close to me." She dodged numbly.

Riddle put his forehead against hers and said softly, "I still have something to say to you."

Candice stared at his black eyes close at hand: "What are you talking about?"

"I not only met my uncle, I also met my grandpa, grandma, and..." His voice was suppressed a little, "and my father."

...there were three members of the Riddle family.

Died that night, by Morfin Gaunt's family.

The same family that had abandoned Riddle and his mother.

Perhaps it was because that Muggle family had abandoned their wives before, and had never looked for Riddle for more than ten years. They fulfilled their responsibilities as elders, and they were extremely ruthless, so even if their family died tragically, Candice felt sorry for her. Their sympathy is not too much.

Especially when she saw Riddle weeping so painfully, she couldn't feel much pity for them.

Of course, she still felt sorry for them, after all, no matter what they did, they didn't deserve to be taken away like that.

"They're not much better than my uncle." Reed raised the corners of his lips sarcastically, "They shouted that I was a lunatic, a demon like that 'crazy woman', and they had people kick me out, even He doesn't even want to say a word to me."

Candice felt that she should say something at this moment, but she opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

"They drove me away, and I left. The moment I left, I swore that I would never see them again." He changed the topic, frowned suddenly, contradictory and restrained, "...I didn't expect They're going to die like that." He looked earnestly at Candice, "I didn't think they'd die. If I'd known Morfin was going to hurt them, maybe I'd have stayed, even if they called me and my long-dead mother A lunatic is a devil."

He hugged Candice quickly, and Candice was passively held by him. She felt her shoulders wet, and he seemed to be crying.

"Did my presence bring back Morfin's memories of the past, and that made him go crazy and run to kill people?"

He said this sentence almost in a daze. It seemed that even though everything about him was not expected, even if every one of his relatives regarded him as a shame, he still loved them.

He even blamed himself for not appearing, and suspected that his appearance had caused the tragedy.

He is so pathetic.

What does that have to do with him?

Such a tragedy is something no one wants to happen.

Candice slowly put her chin on his shoulder, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally wrapped her arms around his waist.

Riddle's body seemed to be stiff because of this, but he soon relaxed, and the strength holding her tightened.

"I'm sorry." He suddenly apologized.

Candice froze for a moment, puzzled and said, "Why do you apologize?"

"Because I said something I shouldn't have said." He said hoarsely, "In the Response Room before the holiday, what I said to you was not from my heart."

Candice froze there, speechless for a moment.

"I just don't want you to leave me, I just can't let go of my dignity, and I can't do the cowardly behavior that tried to save you." He opened the distance between the two, stared into her eyes and said word by word, "I love you , Candice. I didn't mean to threaten you or threaten you, you can't just leave me like this. In this world, you are the only one left for me. "

He said very seriously, "I promise you, I will listen to you in the future, I will take care of your feelings, I will treat you well, and all the mistakes I made in the past will never happen again in the future."

Candice looked at him in astonishment, she didn't expect him to say that suddenly, she wanted to dodge in a panic, but Riddle leaned forward and kissed her lips.

"It's my fault. I shouldn't value my self-esteem so much. I should apologize directly to you. I won't do anything you don't want me to do again. As long as it is what you say, I will do it in the future."

They were lips to lips, and he made promises she couldn't resist.

"Please give me another chance, come back to me, I really can't lose you again." He murmured, "I will help you find the person who opened the secret room, and I will help you achieve your goal, even if This could put my life in danger. You can use me as much as you want, I have no problem, I only ask you one thing - stay by my side."

……

……

There is probably no woman in this world who can resist such a sincere confession.

Even if she was as determined as Candice, she still shed tears at this moment.

She slowly grabbed his clothes and whispered, "I don't have to ask you to do anything." She said hoarsely, "I just hope that everyone is safe and sound. I hope that we can be like ordinary couples, Study steadily, graduate, and then..." She was silent for a while, and then said softly, "Then get married and have children, and live a peaceful life..."

It turned out that this was her wish.

In fact, this is easy to achieve, as long as what Riddle says and does at this moment is true, then this purpose is very simple.

It's a pity that when his two thin lips opened and closed, the love words and low profile gushed out, only he knew how much was true and what was not.

He would never tell Candice how much darkness was hiding inside him.

He will get her, and he will get her by any means.

As for her wish...

"I will make your wish come true." He leaned on her, and said in a low and magnetic voice, "We will graduate safely, get married, have children, and spend our lives peacefully."

Candice snuggled into his arms in a trance, listening to the reliable future he drew for her, the corners of her mouth raised unconsciously.

But suddenly, she remembered another thing.

She didn't want to spoil the scenery at this time, but she really felt uneasy.

After fighting for a while in the bottom of her heart, she finally asked.

"...If the Gaunt family is the only direct bloodline of Slytherin, then the person who opened the Chamber of Secrets last semester, if he is really the heir of Slytherin, will he also come from the Gaunt family?"

It was obvious that the real heir of Slytherin was right in front of her, but she still naively believed his nonsense, and still didn't suspect that he was the one who opened the secret room.

She still remembered that he had just promised to help her find the real person to open the secret room, so she was convinced.

Not a bad feeling.

It is indeed much happier to be trusted than to be constantly questioned.

Riddle slowly raised his hand, stroked the girl's delicate skin, and said softly: "The heir of Slytherin may not be the only one who can open the secret chamber. Moreover, everyone can call themselves the heir of Slytherin, not necessarily the heir of Slytherin." It has to be of Slytherin blood. It's a play on words, Candice, you know, every student in Slytherin house adores the great Salazar Slytherin as a member of the house , each of them can be said to be an heir."

He analyzed for her, "The really important thing is who has the ability to open the secret room. I think that the person who can understand this kind of secret must have a prominent family background and a history of origin..."

He guided Candice quietly, "Those ancient pure-blood families, they have many secret treasures that others don't know, maybe they will know how to open the secret room. Moreover, after the secret room is opened, the students with impure bloodlines will be eliminated Out of Hogwarts, who will benefit more from this? The person who can get the most benefit is the one who is most likely to open the Chamber of Secrets."

Who can benefit the most from opening the Chamber of Secrets?

In short, it will not bring any benefits to an orphan born in poverty.

If Hogwarts is closed, Riddle won't get any benefits, and he mentioned the ancient pure-blood family, which makes him look even more innocent.

Candice pondered for a long while, before subconsciously saying: "In school, the people who hate squirrels and mixed races the most come from..." She glanced at Riddle, "From... Slytherin. From... "

Riddle gave her an encouraging look, and Candice thought for a while and said, "Blake? Or... Malfoy?"

The corner of Riddle's mouth was twitching. He was not in a hurry to make Candice change her mind and suspect those people at this moment. He changed his tone and said: "After school starts, let's find out the truth together. We need to get the evidence Let’s make inferences, after all, this is not a responsibility that everyone can bear.”

Candice said a little nervously: "But can you fight against them? If they know that you are helping me, will they..."

"I've said it before, Candice." Riddle lowered his voice and said extremely softly, "For you, I am willing to do anything. As long as you stay by my side, even if it will cause their dissatisfaction, It may bring some danger, and I don't care about it."

Candice really has nothing to say.

He's done it impeccably.

He even went so far as to say, "I'm not going to study the Dark Arts anymore."

He said sincerely, "But I want to ask you to promise me that when it is about my own safety, allow me to use black magic to fight back. You can imagine what kind of people I will face, if those people use black magic Attack me, I can't sit still, then..."

"In that case, it doesn't matter what you use." Candice is not a person who doesn't know how to adapt. If her life is really in danger and she is attacked, how can she have time to share black and white magic?Life-saving is the most important thing.

"Then I don't have any worries." Riddle showed a smile.

He is really handsome, a 16-year-old youth already looks like an adult, his black hair glows with a beautiful soft light in the night, and his deep eyes are watching her with affection, Candice couldn't help looking back move.

They are in bed now.

Lonely man and widow, one bed, no one else at home, after talking about everything, the ambiguous temperature gradually increased, Candice felt dry mouth, and soon sweated profusely.

"Tom..." Candice wanted to say something, but when she opened her mouth, she found that her voice was soft and soft.

She hated to admit it, but the voice really sounded seductive.

She looked nervously at the young man beside her, but Riddle did not come over quickly. He was propped on the bed with one hand, his eyes were fixed on her, his slender white hands slowly fell on the neckline, and he slowly tore open the sleeve of the wizard robe. buttons.

The black robe fell slowly, revealing the dark suit inside him. He slowly took off the suit jacket, and then unbuttoned the shirt one by one.

His clothes are actually very simple, nothing particularly fancy. Most rich people in Hogwarts will spend a little time on the uniform school robes to make them look different, but the degree of beauty is not in the clothes. But in the face.

With a flawless face, he would be handsome even in a sack, just like Riddle, as the undisputed school grass of Hogwarts, he was just wearing a simple black robe, nothing A pure white shirt with no decorations is too good-looking.

Candice's eyes were fixed on his button-unbuttoning hand, and it had to be said that his action was so sexy that Candice's blood boiled when she saw it.

"Are... are you hot?" She asked reluctantly, and after asking, she felt like an idiot, and she blushed and peeked at Riddle—as expected, the corners of his mouth twitched, as if he was laughing at her of.

She turned her head away in a little panic, her hands resting on the bed and clutching the sheets tightly. Riddle left a few buttons on his shirt and leaned over to her. Candice held her breath for a moment, her eyes He stared at the body of the man close at hand without blinking. His neck was slender, his chest was thin and fair, and he didn't have annoying chest hair, let alone the heavy smell of sweat.

Candice had thought that all men smelled of sweat like her Quidditch teammates.

But Riddle was nothing like them.

He was so close to her, she couldn't smell any strange smell, and there was even a faint fragrance.

Candice felt that her mind was a little confused, and she raised her hand unconsciously, but she didn't know what she wanted to do.

She looked into Riddle's eyes again in embarrassment, and he didn't look away from the beginning to the end. His hand slowly took her at a loss, and then placed it on the button of his shirt that he hadn't unbuttoned.

"Want to untie it, Candice?"

think……

This is my heart.

But she seemed to have accidentally said what was on her mind.

Candice tried to dodge in a panic, blushing like an overripe apple.

Riddle forbade her to escape.

He held her hand, like a patient teacher, teaching her how to unbutton a man's shirt.

Candice stared numbly at him holding her hand, and the two unbuttoned the rest of his shirt together. The picture was really beautiful, so beautiful that she forgot to breathe, and soon felt a sense of suffocation. And his mind was bewildered.

"It seems that in addition to teaching you how to unbutton, I have to teach you how to breathe."

Riddle said lightly, and kissed her lips directly.

It was a direct and suggestive kiss.

When he was kissed so lingeringly, Candice knew what was going to happen tonight.

Her heart beat faster, her breathing was stagnant, and her restlessness grew like branches and leaves, slowly binding her whole heart.

And Riddle...

He is determined, resolute, and indomitable, with open love and peace.

His every movement, every look, every breath touched her heart.

At this moment, she was even willing to drown in his tender and tender eyes.

That also means that no matter what he wants to do next, she will not refuse.