[HP] The Dark Duke's Candy

When the Chamber of Secrets was opened decades ago, Candice was still a simple little girl, and was played and applauded by the person who opened the Chamber of Secrets from beginning to end.By the time she realized everything belatedly, it was completely irreversible.

Memories came like a raging tide, and Candice didn't notice it, but all three students saw her pale face.

"Are you afraid, Professor Anna?" Harry looked at this face that was exactly like his grandma, and it was difficult to restrain his emotions. He couldn't help but stepped forward and took Candice's hand, and whispered, " You don't have to be afraid..."

Ron's eyes widened in horror, and he squeezed his throat and said, "Are you crazy, Harry? What are you doing?"

Hermione also looked at Harry with a little surprise, and Harry reacted instantly. He couldn't help holding the professor's hand back, and put his hand behind his back in embarrassment and said, "Ahaha, I just watched Professor Anna's face It was ugly, and I thought she was scared, so I wanted to comfort her."

Ron said speechlessly: "Professor Anna is a professor. If she is afraid, then we are going to be scared to death? Why don't you comfort Hermione?"

Hermione glanced at Ron suspiciously, pointed at himself, and Harry followed Ron's words, "Then, are you afraid, Hermione?"

He also seemed to want to grab Hermione's hand, but Ron grabbed it first and said, "Okay, let's change the subject and get back to the topic—" Ron looked at Candice, who had been silent all this time, and raised his voice. , "We know who did it, Professor!"

Candice slowly came back to her senses. She looked at the three young children and pulled out a stiff smile: "Who is it, Mr. Weasley?"

Ron said firmly: "It's Malfoy! It must be him! He asked us to come out to a duel after curfew tonight, but he didn't come at all! He must have made this on purpose on the way to scare us!"

scare people?Use a secret room?

Candice turned her gaze to the wall, and the font of those few lines was exactly the same as what she remembered.

Candice slowly stretched out her wand, and said to the wall to clean up, the blood on the wall disappeared in an instant, the stiff cat fell to the ground, and Filch could be heard not far away looking for Mrs. Norris anxious voice.

"Oops, it's Filch!" Hermione said nervously, "If he finds out that we're going on a night tour, we'll be dead!"

Harry also showed a embarrassed expression, Ron squeezed forward and said to Candice: "Professor Anna, it was Malfoy who killed Filch's cat as a prank, if we report him, will we not deduct points? "

Candice didn't speak, but squatted down quietly to check Mrs. Norris, and then said softly, "It's not dead, it's just been petrified."

"Petrified?" Hermione came over and knelt down, boldly touched the stiff Mrs. Norris, and asked inexplicably, "Why is it petrified?"

Candice said casually: "Maybe someone has used the petrification spell." After she finished speaking, she stood up, glanced at Hermione who stood up after her, and said to the three of them, "I hope you can spend tonight Keep what happened a secret and don't tell anyone. If you can do it, I will deal with Falch for you."

Ron opened his eyes wide and said, "Secret? Why? It's all Malfoy..."

"It's not necessarily Mr. Malfoy's doing, Mr. Weasley." Candice said softly, "It may be a misunderstanding. You just happened to have some minor grievances, and there happened to be a little accident at school."

"Impossible, it must be Malfoy, he's been out of sorts all day today..." Ron still refused to let Draco go, and seemed to have no intention of agreeing to Candice.

Candice thought for a while, and stopped wasting time on Ron, and asked Harry directly: "Can you keep them a secret, Harry?"

She called him Harry... did she call him Harry?Harry's green eyes stared straight at Candice, and after a few seconds he said incoherently, "Oh, oh sure! I can! Of course I can... I mean..." He took Ron's hand, Winking at Hermione, she said firmly to Candice, "We will keep it a secret for you, Professor Anna!"

Ron said unwillingly: "Professor Anna didn't do this, how can you keep it a secret for her? It's just that she wants us to keep it a secret. This is what Malfoy did. I saw his school robe when I came back... "

Ron was still muttering, and Candice said after hearing a few words: "Mr. Weasley, I will take care of this matter, and I promise that similar accidents will not happen again. If you don't promise me and leave If it's here, Filch will be here soon." She said lightly, "Even if you tell him that Malfoy petrified his cat, I believe he will not forget your night excursion."

Ron choked, still a little hesitant, Harry kept pulling his arm hoping he would compromise, Ron looked at his friend's anxious expression, sighed and said: "I don't understand, Professor Anna, you are Professor Dumbledore's Relatives, then you should be on Gryffindor's side? What are you doing this for now? Are you protecting Malfoy?"

Ron's last question disapproved from Hermione and Harry. Hermione glared at Ron, a little embarrassed, and said, "Sorry Professor, Ron doesn't mean anything else, he just..."

"I know, Miss Granger." Candice was not angry, and in fact she didn't quite know what it felt like to be angry, she said very calmly, "But I have to say, Mr. Weasley was wrong. What he said was exactly the opposite." She half bent down, looked at the three young and childish faces under the firelight, and seemed to see herself when she first entered Hogwarts decades ago.

The red and gold school robes on them made her miss her, and she couldn't help twisting the neckline of Hermione's school robes, tidying up for her before saying, "I'm not protecting Malfoy, I'm protecting you." She slowly Slowly looked into the eyes of the three children, "Trust me, okay?"

I don't know if her tone is too sincere, or her expression is too convincing, or she is too beautiful, too beautiful to be convincing.

All in all, the last three children all agreed.

They promised to keep their mouths tight and never tell anyone what they saw or heard tonight.

Candice also helped them escape Filch's pursuit. She stopped Filch, handed the petrified Mrs. Norris to him, and said softly, "Go and see Madam Pomfrey, it seems Which child’s prank is it, they will probably do it if they complain about you, if Mr. Filch can be kinder at ordinary times, Mrs. Norris will be fine.”

Filch hugged Mrs. Norris and wept silently. Although he looked terrible and was difficult to get along with, he was a squib from birth. The growth of a squib was very difficult, and it was not without reason that he became like this.

Candice didn't know if she felt pity at the moment. In short, she couldn't help but stroked the stiff Mrs. Norris, and whispered: "It's not dead, it's just been petrified. It will be fine, Merlin bless it."

Filch looked at her in surprise, Candice nodded at him, turned and left.

She didn't tell Dumbledore about it directly.

She left Draco Malfoy after class the next day.

When Ron and Harry went out together, he gave Draco a sneaky smile, and Draco stared back, then looked at Candice, who hadn't been worried before, but was not so confident and calm now.

"It looks like Mr. Malfoy knows why I'm keeping you."

Candice flashed her trademark stiff smile, which made Draco gasp.

"I don't want to offend, but Professor Anna, if you don't want to laugh, you don't have to laugh. If you force yourself to laugh, you don't feel comfortable, and the people who see you laugh are also very scared." As if to prove that he is not talking nonsense, Draco still Shaked a bit.

Candice slowly put away her smile. For some reason, when she faced Draco, she would always think of Abraxas. The words he said in the frame.

She frowned slightly, not knowing if she was melancholy, Candice quickly shifted her attention, and lowered her voice, "Did you do the 'prank' in the corridor last night?"

That can't really be called a prank. Candice is very aware of the existence of the secret room. Although she still hasn't found the entrance to the secret room and is not sure what monster is inside, she can conclude that it must be related to the snake.

She remembered, always remembered, remembered Riddle, or Voldemort, remembered everything he had said.

Draco found it weird that Professor Anna was always distracted when he was asking him questions, sometimes staring at his short platinum hair, sometimes looking away, which was weird, but no weirder than his guilty conscience.

He turned his gaze away. After all, he was only an 11-year-old kid, and he stammered when he told a lie: "What kind of prank, I don't know, I went to bed at the time last night, and I have been in the dormitory all the time."

Candice looked at him: "I'll keep it a secret for you, Mr. Malfoy, I won't tell the principal, and I won't deduct points for you, you can tell me the truth."

Draco frowned, remembering what the dean said, he pursed his lips and said, "Does Professor Anna really want to know?"

Candice nodded.

"Then I can tell you who did it." Draco moved closer to her, because of the height difference, his posture at the moment seemed a little funny, he tried to put his feet close to Candice's ear, and finally Candice bent over Only then did he achieve his goal.

Draco felt very ashamed, and secretly decided in his heart that he must make a good height-enhancing potion during the summer vacation, and then secretly said in Candice's ear: "You wait in the women's bathroom on the second floor this Friday night, just will know what happened."

Candice froze for a moment.

bathroom.

She still remembers that place.

While she was studying, the Chamber of Secrets was opened and a man died. It was Riddle who did it, but he blamed it on Hagrid.Now that bathroom has been sealed off, and the dead schoolgirl is now called Myrtle, an emotionally sensitive ghost.

Candice thought for a moment, then looked at Draco: "Why would Mr. Malfoy know this?"

Draco said with a guilty conscience: "I don't know, professor, I just heard about it. As for how all this happened, I believe you will know when you go there."

After speaking, Draco turned around and ran away. Goyle and Crabbe waited for him outside for a long time, eating chocolate frogs all over his face. Was dipped in lots of chocolate.

"Oh that's enough!" Draco looked at himself with disgust, "Can you two idiots eat less! Look at you, it's all over the place!"

Candice stood at the door of the classroom, squinting at the little jokes among the students not far away, her rosy lips slightly raised.

Seeing something out of the corner of her eye, she looked along and saw Professor Snape in a black wizard robe.

Professor Snape looked at her meaningfully for a while, then slowly turned and left.

What is he here for?

To spy on her, or...to check on Malfoy who was in detention?

Whatever Snape wanted to do, she already had an answer from Draco.

Candice is not a fool, she feels that she has lived again this time, and her IQ is also high. After Draco told her about the bathroom and the time of Friday, she guessed that the cat that was petrified that night and the wall on the wall The scarlet words seemed to be a warning to her.

Then it was obvious what she would see in the bathroom on a Friday night.

Friday is coming soon.

After curfew at night, Candice came to the girls' bathroom on the second floor.

She was one of the girls who found the dead girls back then. The scenes that happened here are still in front of her eyes. She seems to be able to hear the screams of other students and the cries of the girls' parents.

Candice walked slowly in this bathroom, and there was a noise coming from the cubicle. She looked over and saw Myrtle rushing out.

"It's curfew now, it's not a wise choice to hang out at this time." Myrtle floated for a while, stared at Candice and giggled, "Oh, I got it wrong, it's not a student, it's a Professor! No school uniform!" Myrtle floated to Candice and said excitedly, "I know who you are! I heard Harry Potter mention you! That professor who looks so much like his grandma! You are Anas Professor Tasia!" Myrtle said with a smile, "Am I right?"

Candice asked, "Harry mentioned me? Here?"

"Oh of course! It's Harry Potter! The great savior Harry Potter! My friend!" Myrtle proudly spun around before continuing, "He and his friend, Miss Granger There's Mr Weasley, they come here to study, I'm with them, they talk about you—"

Candice stopped listening after hearing this, and she discovered the anomaly in the bathroom.

The usually normal pool cracked at this moment, revealing a huge passage. Candice walked over quickly, and Myrtle followed her relentlessly. She wanted to say something, but suddenly ran away with a scream. .

Candice didn't have time to worry about her, and jumped directly into the opened passage, her intuition told her that this was the entrance to the secret room.

The passage leading to the secret room has been around for a long time, and it is full of messy and dirty things, and there is an unpleasant smell. After landing, Candice got up, patted the dirt on her body, and turned around to see a terrifying scene.

What it is?

Section by section, it seems to be...

Candice got closer and studied it carefully—it was a snake slough.

She froze for a moment, then looked back at the passage she had come from. After a sound, the top of the passage was closed.

She can't go back the same way.

This seems a bit unlucky, but it's to be expected.

Looking straight ahead in a blink of an eye, there was an open entrance. Candice stepped over without thinking.

Just like the entrance of the passage, this entrance was also closed after she entered, Candice turned her head to take a look, and quickly retracted her gaze to look ahead.

This must be the Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets, and in the distance she saw the huge, decrepit Slytherin statue.

Candice walked over step by step, and she didn't know why, she wasn't worried at all that the monster in the secret room would appear and kill her now, probably because she knew whose blessing she was able to come in.

The Chamber of Secrets is very Slytherin-style, with many huge stone pillars with snakes coiled around them.The statue of Slytherin was old, with the face of a monkey, and a long, sparse beard that trailed almost to the chin of the wizard's robes carved in stone.His two big gray feet stood on the smooth floor of the secret room, and between those two feet stood a person.

A man she knew all too well.

It was Voldemort.

Candice stopped in her tracks. She looked at Voldemort for a while and said, "How did you get into Hogwarts?"

Voldemort, dressed in ankle-length wizard robes and with fine, soft black hair, took a few steps forward, and when the shadows cleared, he was revealed in front of her.

Candice opened her eyes slightly, her voice was hesitant: "Your appearance..."

"Are you familiar with it?" Voldemort walked out slowly and walked in front of her. She looked at him intently, and he stared at him for a long time before whispering, "Although it is a bit difficult, it is not difficult So comfortable, but I always find a way to get back what is mine, including this face that I hated so much."

Candice looked at him for a long time before saying calmly: "I used to like this face very much."

"is it?"

"Yes, I have died for it." Candice calmly seemed to be describing other people's affairs, which was exactly what Voldemort could not accept. He would rather she forget him than see her face him So peaceful, so indifferent.

"Then you can get it again now, this time until death."

He took another step forward, the distance between the two was a little too close, but Candice didn't dodge and let him do it.

Her eyes still stayed on his face, after a while, she shook her head and said, "I don't want it now."

Voldemort was not surprised by this answer, but although he expected it, he still frowned slightly when he heard it.

He turned away, looked at the statue belonging to Slytherin behind him, and said with his back to her, "Have you received the gift I gave you?"

Candice glanced at him: "The petrified cat?"

Voldemort turned back: "Smart girl."

"I don't like cats, especially petrified cats." Candice took a few steps back, "You haven't told me how you got into Hogwarts."

How did he get into Hogwarts?

This question is too simple.

Voldemort's handsome and flawless face wore a smile that was not a smile. I have to say that his temperament is really excellent. It is not just as simple as being handsome, but also his every move, whether it is the eyes, the emphasis of speaking, or the posture or posture. The posture of walking is just right, which can easily make people's hearts flutter.

Powerful and dangerous men were fascinating, and Candice had been stuck with him for years, but that wasn't the case anymore.

She is already quite immune to his face, probably because...she has no feelings.

"This castle is not as indestructible as you think." Voldemort finally answered her, "Of course, in order not to alarm Dumbledore and let him make trouble, I still adopted a relatively inconspicuous way."

Candice thought for a few seconds before saying, "It's Snape."

Voldemort raised the corner of his mouth lightly: "A traitor, but still useful."

"Traitor?" Candice stared slightly, "He used to be a Death Eater?"

It's not that Candice has never heard of this rumor, but she has never been sure because Dumbledore trusts Snape very much.

It was Voldemort who quickly solved her confusion: "Yes, it used to be, it is now, and it will be in the future." He stood there straight with his hands behind his back and said, "Although he is a traitor, he is a useful person." A traitor, I will not reveal his identity until he loses his use value."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll go back and tell him?"

"Do you think I'll let you go back?"

……

Such conversations are pointless.

Candice drew out her wand directly, and said with a blank expression: "Then let's die together, the last time."

Voldemort's black eyes stared at the European sorbet wand, which symbolized innocence, pointing at him. He closed his eyes and said, "If I die this time, I will die for real."

Candice was slightly taken aback, she didn't expect him to say that at all, and she couldn't react for a while.

In just a short while, Voldemort came to her side again, and the two of them were almost stuck together in the quiet and cold chamber.

"What do you want?" she asked emotionlessly.

Voldemort stared sideways at her, couldn't help but raised his hand to stroke her golden hair, and said softly: "Only when I lean on you and feel the warmth of your body, I feel that I am truly alive." He whispered softly, "Although I still can't help but hope that darkness will cover this world, I don't need endless life anymore." His words are so beautiful and sincere, if it wasn't for her not feeling anything, maybe she really could. listen in.

"Endless life is like endless shackles after losing you. I found that for me, the eternal self is not so important. Getting you and having your complete life is what I hope most."

This should be regarded as a love story, but Candice still didn't respond.

She even frowned and pushed him away impatiently.

Voldemort was defenseless against her, and she didn't expect that she would stagger him a few steps with such a light push.

Candice's pupils contracted slightly, she looked at Voldemort, and Voldemort looked at her, their eyes met, he was expressionless at first, and then smiled sullenly.

His smile was pulling and tearing, she felt uncomfortable watching, and turned to leave, but he soon appeared in front of her.

"Didn't you just ask me what I want to do?" He whispered, "Do you want to leave without getting an answer?"

Candice looked at him: "You don't plan to give me an answer, you have said so much, in my opinion, it is nonsense to answer the question."

nonsense.

……very good.

He has experienced so much, experienced life and death parting again and again, violated the principle of infinity, and gave up so much to say those words, which are just nonsense to her.

A few traces of ridicule appeared on Voldemort's pale and bloodless face. More than anyone else, he missed the girl who would be coquettish and adored by him. Although she still looked the same, she was no longer the original her.

All this was caused by him alone.

"To this day, I seem to have to admit Dumbledore's argument." Voldemort stared at Candice, his black eyes flickering in the dim light, possessing a distinctive charm, "Love, it is A powerful magic. I feel uneasy every day, and every day I wake up and see the sun, I think of you. You have cast a magic on me, and it is etched into my bones, and even if I die and rise again, it will never be erased Get rid of its existence. I long for you to come back to me, long for you to destroy, and long for you to destroy me." He took a big step forward, and the tip of Candice's wand was pressed against his heart, his eyes were a little ferocious, panting He was bleeding, but his tone was very calm, "But before that, I have to do one thing first."

"What are you going to do?" At this moment, Candice's tone was still so calm. If it weren't for the confusion on her face, he might be completely desperate.

"In front of you, I bring back the name I discarded. Tom Marvolo Riddle," Riddle said hoarsely. "Before we destroy each other, I want you to be at least the whole of you."

He raised his hand and pointed at Candice with the bone-like yew wood wand. Candice was not afraid, but just looked at him. Do.

She just looked at it.

Watching him say to her: "I want to help you find your lost relationship."

Candice was slightly taken aback.

She opened and closed her red lips, and said softly: "...feelings. Yes, I always have that feeling, I remember everything, but I have no hope. It's about like you said, I lost my feelings, I lost all my emotions .” She frowned and whispered, “But I don’t want to get it back.”

Riddle pursed his lips and asked her, "Why?"

Candice said lightly: "Emotions are a burden in difficult moments of life." She increased the strength of the wand against his heart, even if she didn't use any spells, he would still feel sharp pain, " I don't want that burden."

"But I want to give you that kind of burden." Riddle didn't mind her wand at all, he paused every word, "I will do whatever it takes, as long as I can get back your feelings... Get back your love my feelings."

His last words made Candice laugh, and Candice smiled, looked at him with pity, and said in a sad tone: "Even if you try your best to get back my feelings, you will find that there is nothing that belongs to me." Your share."

Riddle watched her quietly, his black jade-like pupils slowly contracted, and Candice said softly, "You are still as selfish, vile, and assertive as I remember. But I am not as blind as I remember." She put away her wand and patted him on the shoulder, "I don't expect you to be on the right track one day, because you have never been on the right track. I don't expect you to be kind, because you are I don't expect to find myself who loved the devil again, I only hope that you can fall in love with many people in the future, like the feelings you have for me, and then..." She opened her eyes wide, almost He said excitedly, "I hope those people don't love you. I hope you are surrounded by friends, even servants, but none of them treats you sincerely. I don't ask you to put me down and forget me." , I hope you will always remember me, you will think of me day and night, and whenever you think of me, you will think of what I say now. I pray that you suffer, that you are betrayed, that you are tortured, that is the only way I should not The new life that exists can be fulfilled.”

Every word she said was like a knife piercing Riddle's heart.

Even if his heart was made of stone, it was cut to pieces by her sharp blade.

After listening to her, he asked numbly, "Is there any more? Is this enough?"

Candice thought for a while and said, "I thought it was enough." She shook her head, "But it's actually not enough, far from enough."

Riddle's slender eyebrows condensed slightly: "What else do you want?"

Candice didn't answer his question.

She stared at him for a long time before she opened her mouth to say the purpose of her coming here.

"I know the blood on the wall and the petrified cat are your warnings, or your threats, but I won't give in." Her voice was like distilled water, without any impurities, "put away your tricks , don’t waste any more time. If you don’t want to really die this time, then don’t do anything and live quietly.”

She obviously finished talking here, and turned around to leave after she finished speaking, but she didn't know how to get out.

She just thinks, try using a few more spells, it will always be useful to split it up, right?

But she couldn't walk after taking a few steps.

Riddle spoke a word that made her unable to take another step.

"You don't want me to die." He paused every word, "You can kill me just now, you can achieve your goal by killing me, you can even kill me as you said in Malfoy Manor, after you kill me And die together, even if I will be resurrected again, at least you will not see that day. But when I told you that if I die this time, I will really die, and you changed your mind."

After he finished speaking loudly, he almost laughed wildly, high-pitched and cold: "You don't want me to die. You love me, even if you lose all your feelings, you still love me. Even if you want to curse me, But you still love me."

Candice's legs were as if they had been filled with lead, and she couldn't walk no matter what.

She turned around slowly, she didn't know what her expression was, but from Riddle's eyes, she saw surprise.

He walked slowly to her side, raised his hand and wiped something on her face, probably tears.

"Don't cry, it's all my fault." He whispered hoarsely, "It's my fault, I was wrong from the beginning. I don't want to be alone anymore Candice, I was always alone, never From the beginning of birth, you came too late, you appeared earlier, maybe I would not do everything behind, I have been in darkness since I can remember, if you appeared earlier, a few years earlier, maybe I won't lie to you, let you down. I'm a sad, lonely, terrible person, as you said, I deserve all the betrayal and torture in this world, but I don't want to be alone anymore."

He said his almost obsessed love words and promises, and Candice was hugged by him, with tears streaming down her face.

She froze.

Not for his love words.

Just because she seemed to be able to perceive why she didn't kill him directly.

She didn't want him to die.

He was right.

She still remembered that on the eve of Halloween ten years ago, even though she could cast a spell at him and kill him, she finally discarded her wand and chose to use ancient magic to protect Harry.

From the beginning to the end, no matter what he became, no matter what he did, she never wanted him to die.

Sometimes when I love someone, the worst situation is that I didn't fall in love with the beautiful face you tried to present, but fell in love with your muddy heart.

-Maugham