[HP] The Dark Duke's Candy

It was the first time she took the Hogwarts Express, but Candice didn't want to enjoy the scenery outside the window.

Until the train arrived at Hogwarts station, she was still preoccupied.

After being reminded by Freemont, Candice and him walked out of the box together after changing into school robes.The atmosphere in the Gryffindor compartment was much more relaxed than that of Slytherin, at least it made her feel comfortable here - there would not be so many eyes watching her secretly through the glass, as if she was a pig waiting to be slaughtered, are being bid for.

"Are you feeling better?" Fremont said worriedly, "We'll be entering Hogwarts soon, cheer up."

He couldn't find out why Candice was crying, and he knew that she didn't want to tell, so he didn't force it anymore, although he was very disturbed by it.

Candice nodded to Freemont and got off the train with him.

Not far away, the Slytherin students also got off the train, and Ogg, the gamekeeper, began to gather the freshmen. Students above the second year did not need to go to Hogwarts by boat like the freshmen, they could directly leave by flying car.Candice endured for a long while, but she still couldn't help looking back. Almost as soon as she looked over, she saw Tom Riddle followed by a mighty group of people.

"What are you looking at?" Fremont leaned over and asked.

Candice quickly looked away and said "nothing", and squeezed to Ogg's side.

Fremont looked in the direction she was looking in confusion. There was a group of Slytherin students standing there. One of them, a tall boy with black hair and black eyes, was looking back. Meng still felt that those eyes made him feel cold all over.

He couldn't help shaking, which made Euphemia, who was in the same box just now, laugh.

"Why are you trembling, Fremont?" Euphemia Abbot asked with a smile.

Freemont blushed and said, "It's nothing, hurry up and follow, it's time to go."

Euphemia nodded, and chased Freemont forward, and Freemont followed Candice all the way.

Candice was preoccupied, and she couldn't keep her mind from doing anything. She almost stepped on the boat when she was on the boat. Fortunately, Fremont and Euphemia held her back.

"Thank you." She looked at the pitch-black lake, hoping to fall in and wake up.

Freemont frowned and said, "What's the matter with you, Candice? If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me, we can go to the professor—"

"I'm fine, I'm just a little homesick." Candice pursed her lips and said, "Sorry Fremont, I made you worry." She cheered up and said to the girl beside her, "Thank you too, Euphemia, Thank you for holding me back just now."

Euphemia has a pair of caramel-colored eyes that are very close to Fremont's. The hair color of the two is also very similar, both of which are brown. Mia will be fine, don't be so polite."

Candice responded with a smile, and called her "Mia", and Fremont followed suit, not to be outdone, causing the two girls to chuckle.The melodious laughter attracted the attention of many freshmen, and everyone was a little nervous because of the laughter.

Although Candice had shown that she knew Hogwarts very well in front of Riddle, it was her first time here today.

Looking at the castle that was getting closer, she looked forward to the next seven years of study and life from the bottom of her heart.

After entering the thousand-year-old castle of Hogwarts, they met Herbert Beerley, the future professor of herbalism, standing at the top of the steps, wearing a complicated and overlapping wizard robe and a wide-brimmed Glasses.

"Freshmen come here." Professor Billy said, "Thank you Ogg, and leave it to me."

Ogg nodded, and handed over the new students to the professor. Candice walked up with the crowd. She knew that they should be sorted.

Candice is looking forward to being sorted into Gryffindor. She has always hoped to go to the college her parents studied, not to mention that her beloved Mr. Dumbledore is still the head of Gryffindor.

It is worth mentioning that Euphemia Abbott, who was in the same box as them, was also assigned to Gryffindor. She waved eagerly to them and walked to the Gryffindor long table.

"Look, Candice, Mia is also assigned to Gryffindor!" Fremont said excitedly, pulling Candice's sleeve.

Candice nodded and said, "I saw Fremont, but what is 'also'? You haven't been sorted yet, what if you are sorted into another college?"

Freemont blushed, shook his head violently and said: "Impossible, Charles is still in school, he is in Gryffindor, our whole family is Gryffindor, and I am sure too."

Seeing that he was a little anxious, Candice smiled and comforted him: "I was just joking to ease the atmosphere. Don't worry about Fremont, you are a true Gryffindor, and you will definitely not enter other colleges."

Freemont felt relieved after hearing this, and looked much more relaxed.

Candice pursed her lips slightly and looked towards the door leading to the Hogwarts auditorium. After entering that door, her student career for the next seven years would begin.That also means... She will continue to see friends who can no longer be called friends.

Thinking of Riddle again, his black eyes and indifferent expression appeared in her mind, and Candice felt uncomfortable again.

She waited awkwardly for Professor Billy to call her name, during which Fremont was assigned to Gryffindor as he wished.

When there were not many new students left around, Candice's name finally sounded.She breathed a sigh of relief, walked slowly into the auditorium, and walked towards the chair with the sorting hat on it with a lot of eyes.

She slowly picked up the hat, her hands trembling.

She told herself to calm down, it would be fine, just sit down and put it on.

She leaned slightly, took a breath and sat down on the chair. Her palms were sweaty and she was about to put the hat on, but it barely touched her soft, thick blond hair when she called out, "Gryffindor!"

Candice's hanging heart relaxed, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

She put down her hat, subconsciously looked at the teacher's seat, and met Dumbledore's gentle blue eyes.

Candice blinked happily at the future professor of transfiguration, and Dumbledore also winked mischievously at her. Candice's gloomy mood did not brighten up until this moment.

She happily ran to the Gryffindor table, not realizing the deep eyes that had been staring at her since she walked into the auditorium.

"Look, I said she must be a Gryffindor." Abraxas leaned on the chair and teased casually, "That girl exudes the breath of Gryffindor from top to bottom, look at Dumbledore just now That expression, he had a solemn face before she was sorted, and the smile on his face after the Sorting Hat called out her college was like eating a big can of cockroaches."

Lucretia Black and Walburga Black sat next to Malfoy, and both smiled coquettishly at his words.

Riddle sat on the other side of Malfoy, resting his chin on one hand and slowly shifting his gaze from Candice's direction to the teacher's seat.Dumbledore sat there, often casting undisguised glances at the Gryffindor table.Probably not only him, many people should have discovered Dumbledore's unusual concern and care for Candice.

She is indeed different.

The girl whose name is pronounced very close to honey - she has effortlessly won the love and attention of Dumbledore, the greatest white wizard of our time.Riddle hooked the corners of his mouth mockingly and disgustedly, sat up slightly, leaned back in his chair, and listened to the speech of Principal Armando Dippet after the sorting ended.He was really handsome in his casual way, and even though he was only in the second grade, he was already tall and his facial contours had matured a lot.He has lost his childishness, and his whole body is full of refined and refined youthful spirit.

Many girls in Slytherin were peeking at him. Even though he was sitting next to the eye-catching Malfoy, he was not compared in the slightest. On the contrary, he was set off even more boldly and extraordinary, with a mysterious and elegant temperament - even better than Malfoy's heir There is no second person in the whole school.

Candice focused all her attention on the sumptuous food that appeared out of thin air on the long table. She felt that she must be crazy. When she saw these foods, the first thing she thought of was——Riddle finally No need to go hungry, he can eat whatever he wants at Hogwarts, he must be very happy.

Rubbing her face in annoyance, Candice forced herself to forget that guy and stop thinking about him, but sometimes the more you want to forget someone, the harder it is to forget, Candice drank the pumpkin juice in the glass with an ugly expression .

She finally raised her eyes and looked across.

There was the Slytherin table.

She still found him very easily - not because she had any extraordinary skills in finding people, but because he was too conspicuous.

She found that not only her, but many girls were watching him secretly, even Gryffindor.

Diagonally across from her, two second-grade girls whispered, "Last year, Riddle got full marks in all subjects, and he was number one in the school."

... the first in the whole school.

Yes, what's the big deal!

She can also take the first place in the school!

Candice frowned and looked away, eating sullenly.

Suddenly, the dishes in front of her changed, from fried chicken and pies to her favorite desserts.

She froze for a moment, and looked towards the teacher's seat as if telepathically. Professor Dumbledore sat there and nodded to her, and helped her replace the pumpkin juice with her favorite juice.

Candice's eyes became hot, and she involuntarily clenched the wand in her sleeve after she retracted her gaze.

Sorbus, unicorn hair, twelve point four inches—this was Candice's wand.Ollivander said that wands made of European sorrel wood like wizards with a clear mind and a pure heart. Like her name Candice, it represents gleaming purity, integrity, integrity and loyalty.She was very happy when she got this wand, and now it can be used for reassurance.

She finally survived her first night at Hogwarts.

At the moment when she lost the friend she used to get along day and night.

She couldn't explain why she was so sad, but she didn't allow herself to go on like this.She told herself to wake up tomorrow with a new look, after all it would be the first day of her life at Hogwarts.

And she did.

As a first-year Gryffindor freshman, her class schedule itself has nothing to do with second-year Slytherin. She restrained herself from thinking about Riddle, and she couldn't touch him, so she didn't feel so uncomfortable .

Forgot to mention - Euphemia Abbott met on the train is one of Candice's roommates, and they were all pleasantly surprised by this, presumably this is the legendary fate.

Although Candice had deep doubts about the words fate and destiny because of someone.

The other two roommates in the dormitory are Anita Garcia and Louise Duncan.Anita is a shy girl, relatively introverted, doesn't talk much, but loves to laugh.Louise is a bit arrogant, she is a half-blood, her mother is a wizard, and her father is a rich Muggle. She doesn't think much of Anita who is dressed poorly, and often speaks ironically. Euphemia secretly told Candice that this Maybe the girl was jealous that Anita was better looking than her.

Yes, Louise is not a pretty girl, she is short, fat and a little short.But in terms of jealousy, she should also be jealous of Candice - this is Anita's idea, their dormitory, or the whole of Hogwarts, may not be able to find a girl who is more beautiful than Candice .

When she said this, Candice said that it was because she hadn't seen many people who would have such an idea, but Anita firmly believed that she was right.

Candice's most anticipated class is undoubtedly Dumbledore's Transfiguration class.

In the first Transfiguration class, Candice and Euphemia chose the front seat, sitting right under Bullido's nose.Dumbledore would wear a pair of glasses in class, the crescent-shaped ones, which suit him especially, look handsome and energetic.

He stood on the stage and said gently to everyone: "Our lesson today is to turn a match into a needle. Now you all have a match on your table. I hope you can complete the requirement through this spell."

After he finished speaking, he chanted a spell, and the match on the podium immediately turned into a beautiful silver needle with a well-proportioned thickness.

A group of Gryffindor freshmen watched in amazement, admiring and admiring, while the Slytherin students who were in class together were not interested, and didn't think much of Gryffindor's fuss.

Dumbledore has long been accustomed to the atmosphere of the two colleges teaching together. After explaining the pronunciation of spells and the key points of gestures, he said with a smile: "Then, everyone can start to try."

Candice immediately started to try it out, and she held her snow-white wand tightly. The handle of the wand was a pearl dotted with broken diamonds, which felt good in the hand and looked beautiful.

She cleared her throat, recalling Dumbledore's gestures and tone of voice, and said the spell.

Then, the match on the table obediently turned into a silver needle, almost the same as Dumbledore's.

Candice looked at the needle in surprise, and Dumbledore's soft voice sounded in her ears: "Well done, Miss Bell - ten points from Gryffindor."

Candice smiled and looked at Professor Dumbledore beside him, who smiled at her before turning away to look at other students.

Louise Duncan sat in the back row and glanced at Candice's needle. She had a panoramic view of Dumbledore's attitude towards Candice. Just turn the head of the match into a needle.

"We still need to keep working hard, Miss Duncan." Dumbledore said a little distantly, and went around to another row.

Candice and Euphemia looked back at her together, originally wanting to see where she made a mistake in pronouncing or what was wrong with her gestures, which led to half the success, but was hit back by the other party's resentful gaze.

"Forget it." Euphemia pulled Candice back, "If you teach her now, she will hate you even more."

Candice was startled, nodded and said, "Okay then."

A class is over soon.

Candice added [-] points to Gryffindor. Although Dumbledore obviously prefers her and often stands beside her, no one can deny that her transfiguration is indeed excellent, almost meeting the requirements mentioned by Dumbledore. any points.

Soon, Candice's reputation spread among the lower grades, and most of the Gryffindor students admired or praised her, while students from other colleges, especially those who had seen how much Dumbledore valued her Slytherin House called her "Dumbledore's baby" in a strange way.

Candice didn't care about that, except for class, she didn't usually meet with that group of people, so she didn't want to pay attention to what they were talking about.

Entering October, near Halloween, Hogwarts started to get cold, and Candice wore a long-sleeved shirt, sweater and stockings under her school robes.Wearing a red and gold Gryffindor scarf, she walked down the hallway to the library, where she was going to finish her Transfiguration dissertation.

Euphemia and Anita are not here today. They don’t like to go to the library, or to be more specific, they don’t like to study. Now that the weather is cold, they don’t bother to read books when they can. I’m afraid they are reading books now. Copying each other's homework in the warm common room.

Candice walked into the library with her schoolbag, greeted the administrator Mrs. Holt politely, and walked inside to find a quiet corner.

But there is a strange law that when you try your best to find someone, you just can't find him.But when you don't want to look for him anymore, he will keep appearing by your side.

Like this moment.

Candice only took a few steps when she saw Tom Riddle reading a book slanted behind a row of bookshelves.

Few of the Slytherin nobles were around him, and he was reading a book quietly.

Candice stopped abruptly, almost throwing her heavy schoolbag.

Riddle raised his head when he heard the movement, and his black eyes met her blue eyes. At that moment, there seemed to be invisible sparks crackling.

It’s okay not to see him, but when Candice saw him, she couldn’t get angry. She remembered when they first met, when she sneaked into the orphanage to save him in the middle of the night, and when they read and studied together When she was doing the spell, she thought of the time when they rode the broom together, when she celebrated his birthday, and when they went to Diagon Alley together—that fast-changing scene, the scene of their friendship was like a movie in her mind As it was playing, Candice's blue eyes began to get wet. She clutched the shoulder strap of her schoolbag tightly, and quickly turned and ran away under Riddle's gaze.

All Riddle could see was her flowing blond hair and the red and gold scarf.

He closed the book and scanned the surroundings. Seeing that no one was paying attention, he picked up his schoolbag and followed unhurriedly.

Candice didn't know where she was going.

She just ran fast, and when she finally stopped, she found herself outside the Transfiguration professor's office.

She was startled, and wanted to lift her foot to leave, but the door opened from the inside.

"Candy?" Dumbledore called her in a low voice, looked outside the door, and pulled her into the office.

After she entered, the office door was closed again, and Riddle slowly appeared from behind the statue, his black eyes stared at the closed door, his thin lips were pursed, and he thought contemptuously—Dumbledore, this hypocrite A great wizard who seemed to have the same gentle affection for all his students, but that was all fake.Believe it to be true, it can only be said that he has never seen what he looks like when he really favors a student.

Thinking of his constant defense and temptation to himself, Riddle frowned in disgust, he snorted coldly, erased Candice's sad and sad face in his mind, and turned away suppressing the anxiety in his heart.

In the office, Candice sat on the sofa, holding the handkerchief that Professor Dumbledore gave her, and looked blankly.

"Wipe your tears, Candy." Dumbledore said softly, preparing a cup of hot cocoa for her. "Drink some hot cocoa, and you will warm up."

Only then did Candice realize that her hands and feet were so cold, she sniffed, wiped away the tears on her face, raised a smile and said, "Hogwarts is so cold, Albus, I was so cold that I shed tears gone."

Dumbledore didn't pierce her mask of strength. She was an older child and would have things on her mind that she didn't want to be known. Although he was worried, he chose not to explore it tolerantly.

"Drink, boy."

Candice nodded, picked up the cup and drank the hot cocoa at just the right temperature.

While she was drinking, Dumbledore cast a warming spell on her without a trace, and Candice felt a lot warmer all of a sudden, her eyes were slightly red and she said, "Thank you, Professor."

Dumbledore smiled softly, didn't say much, and quietly gave her space to let her recover.

Candice felt at ease when she left his office.

But because of crying, her eyes are inevitably a little red and swollen, which can be seen by passers-by if they take a closer look.

Some students passing by the Transfiguration professor's office saw this scene and thought she was being blamed.

The news soon reached the Slytherins.

"Have you heard? Dumbledore's baby was scolded by him." August Avery said with style, "She was seen running out of Dumbledore's office crying, It looks pitiful." He finished laughing exaggeratedly.

Abraxas glanced at him in disgust, and leaned against Riddle's table without saying anything.

Riddle sat on a chair, and there was a book on the table in front of him, but he didn't read it at all.

"Dumbledore is willing to blame his favorite?" Lucretia disagreed, "Where did you hear the rumor, August."

"It's not a rumor." Walburga pointed to a first-year freshman not far away with his chin, "He saw it with his own eyes."

Liu Kelixia scanned the other party, and the other party raised her finger to ensure that she was not lying, and then she said meaningfully: "If it is true, it would be interesting, how about us..."

She was about to say something when Riddle suddenly stood up from the chair, closed the book and turned to leave.

Lucretia was startled, and quickly looked at Walburga. Orion Black was beside Walburga, and looked at her timidly.

Walburga didn't speak or move, but Malfoy followed Riddle quietly.

August Avery, who raised the topic, shrugged and followed them.Francis Lestrange and Eddie Rozier followed closely behind.

After that day, Candice started to feel morose again.In order to make her happy, Fremont took out a big killer.

"Look at what this is." Fremont shook Candice's eyes vigorously.

"Invisibility Cloak?!" Candice said in surprise, "Why did you bring it to school?"

Freemont said softly: "Keep your voice down, Candice, I wrote a letter and asked my mother to send it to me—let's go on a night tour tonight!"

Candice scanned the surroundings. This corner of the library is relatively quiet, and there is no one else at the moment.

"But that's against school rules." Candice hesitated.

Fremont smiled and said, "We have the Invisibility Cloak, what else is there to be afraid of? No one can see us if we wear it! Don't you want to explore the secret passages of Hogwarts?" He opened his eyes excitedly, "There are so many secrets in this castle, don't you want to be the first to know?"

To be honest, Candice was very moved.

Gryffindor's adventurous blood continued to stimulate her, and she finally surrendered to her heart and agreed to Fremont's plan for a night tour.

night.

After the curfew time, Candice quietly left the girls' dormitory.

She came to the common room and was pulled into the invisibility cloak before she started looking for anyone.

"It's me, don't be afraid." Fremont whispered, "We're leaving now."

Candice nodded and said, "Okay, I've brought food. If we get hungry on the way, we can replenish our strength." She opened the pocket of her school robe and showed Fremont.

Freemont looked at her with bright eyes and said, "I knew we were the best partners!"

Candice smiled, and left the Gryffindor common room with him while supporting the Invisibility Cloak.

Hogwarts is really a mysterious and fascinating castle.As Fremont said, there are many secrets buried in this castle.Because Halloween is coming, the castle is decorated with festive decorations everywhere. It looks good during the day, but it is quite scary at night.

Candice couldn't help rubbing her arm: "It's so cold, why don't we..."

"Let's go to the Slytherin common room!" interrupted Fremont, "I've never been there - it's Slytherin territory, I really want to see what the snake den is like of."

Candice wrinkled her nose and said with lingering fear: "No, it's cold enough here, and it's probably even colder there."

"Aren't you curious?" Fremont pulled her towards the cellar. "The Gryffindor tower is bright and warm. Don't you want to see what it's like to live in the cellar?"

...Actually, she was quite curious.

She'd been to Ravenclaw Tower, and she'd had a sneak peek on her way to her astronomy class.She's also been to Hufflepuff territory, taking a closer look as she sneaks into the kitchen for food.

The only thing she hasn't really seen is Slytherin's "snake lair". Every time she went to the underground potion class, she felt cold all over her body, and her breath was white. She was really curious about them Is it the same where you live?

So……

"It's okay to go and have a look." Candice pursed her lips and compromised with Fremont again.She has to say that as a friend for many years, Fremont understands her character very well, and he can always poke her cuteness, which is really amazing.

Fremont smiled smugly, his caramel eyes curved beautifully.

Candice and he propped up their cloaks and walked towards the Slytherin cellar, and then... the law appeared again.

For a moment, Candice would have preferred that they had met the school administrator, Apolion Prinlow, than seeing Tom Riddle wandering the corridors in his school robes after curfew.

He should be going back to the lounge, because they are going in the same direction.

I haven't seen him for some days, he seems to be a little taller again, his hair hangs by his ears, his bangs are blown by the breeze, his slender eyebrows and deep eyes are undoubtedly revealed.

Because of the invisibility cloak, he probably didn't notice her and Freemont, but she took a guilty step back.

"Don't move!" Fremont whispered.

Perhaps it was his words that attracted Riddle's attention, his indifferent face turned to this side, and the flowing school robe stopped - he stood there and did not leave.

He also drew his wand.

Die or die.

Candice groaned inwardly.That's the student god who got full marks in the first grade, and she has seen how familiar he is with magic. When he pointed at him with his wand, Candice's goose bumps all over her body.

No.

It can't go on like this, it doesn't matter if she gets hurt, but it's broken if Freemont gets hurt, and he only came up with this plan for her happiness.

Candice gritted her teeth, and walked out of the cloak as if she was going all out before Riddle could say the spell, and Fremont didn't even pull her back.

"Candice!" He yelled angrily, and without covering himself up, he put away his invisibility cloak and said, "What are you doing out here?"

Candice lowered her voice and said, "If you don't come out, Fremont will die! You don't know how powerful his spell is!"

"But..." Freemont wanted to say something more, but Riddle spoke, and he had no chance.

After such a long time, Candice felt strange when she heard Riddle's voice again.

"It's curfew now, you... are you going out at night?" He spoke meaningfully, with the corners of his mouth raised, and his natural aura permeated, no one could tell that he was born in an orphanage.

Candice wanted to say something, but Freemont jumped ahead and said, "So what? Do you want to tell the professor?"

Riddle raised his eyebrows and stood there straight, with his hands behind his back.Not seeing his wand hand, Candice relaxed slightly.For some reason, she felt for a moment that he really wanted to attack her...or it was theirs.

Can he really do it?

Candice bit her lip - after seeing it was her, could he really do it?

Riddle glanced lightly at Candice, who was staring at him. She bit her lip and forbearance, she was also very beautiful. Naturally, the face praised by Abraxas would not be ugly, but... Riddle's eyes darkened Shen turned his gaze to Fremont and said, "You reminded me, Mr. Potter. It would be a good choice to tell the professor—deducting points will make you better understand the school rules."

Freemont said disdainfully: "But you are also traveling at night, do you want to be deducted?"

Riddle smiled and said, "I have Professor Slughorn's special permission. I'm sorry to disappoint you."

Freemont was taken aback, speechless.

Candice pulled him behind helplessly and said, "Go back to Fremont first, and leave this matter to me."

Fremont said worriedly, "No, I can't leave you here alone."

It was said as if Riddle would eat her.He stood there, staring slightly, raised his chin and stared at the man and woman in front of him. It must be admitted that at some point he really wanted to eat her.

Certainly not literally "eating".

"Listen to me, Fremont." Candice's expression became serious, and every time she showed such an expression, she could not refuse.

Fremont was used to following her, even though he was very reluctant to see her like this, he still turned his head and left.

Candice turned her head to look at Riddle after she could no longer see Fremont.After school, they rarely have the opportunity to be alone together. On such a cold night, after the curfew, it is really unexpected.

"Please don't tell the professor about this." Candice withdrew her gaze, stared at the ground and said, "Fremont just saw that I was unhappy, and wanted to make me happier. Can you not tell this matter? I promise we'll never go out at night again."

It's impossible for them not to travel at night. Guaranteed, no one will say it. She has promised Mr. Bell dozens of times, and few times she has followed through.

Riddle stared at her coldly in the night wind, somewhat condescending.

Candice glanced at him, feeling a little scared.

She didn't know why he had become like this after two years of school, as if the Tom Riddle she knew before was just a figment of her imagination.Her eyes started to heat up again, she hated herself for not being up to date, raised her hand and rubbed her eyes vigorously, forced back the grievance in her heart, bit her lips and said: "Just take it...just take it as compensation for what you owe me of!"

Her words finally made Riddle react——

"Make up for what I owe you?"

He raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a half-smile, his cold-blooded appearance made Candice feel even more ashamed.

She pretended to face her calmly, but under that calm appearance was full of turbulent undercurrents, and that struggling emotion almost made her whole body sting. She felt that if she kept holding it like this, she would suffocate to death sooner or later, so she decided to go all out.

"Don't you owe me?" Candice took a step forward, staring at Riddle by the firelight of Hogwarts in the middle of the night, "You don't reply to my letter, or even return my letter, there is no chance You can pretend that you don't know me at all - I admit all of these, and I'll just pretend that I've never known you before, so can you please stop pursuing this matter of night tour? If you can, I feel very cold now , I want to go back to sleep."

Riddle tilted his head, his handsome jade face remained expressionless, and the hand behind his back slowly came to his front, the one holding the wand.

Candice was stunned, and then saw him holding his wand in one hand, waving it lightly in the other, without even opening his mouth, she felt much warmer.

Candice felt so coaxable.

Just a warming spell, it feels like my heart is not so stiff.

not like this.

She took a deep breath and said, "If you have nothing to say, then I have to go first."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and wanted to leave, Riddle looked at her long golden hair loose, damn similar to Abraxas.

Speaking of Abraxas... He narrowed his eyes slightly. In fact, many times he also planned to give her a forgetfulness, but with the wand in his hand and the spell on his lips, he couldn't quite say it.

It's not completely safe to forget everything. Although he is very confident in his own strength, the spell he mastered in the first grade has only been tested on one person so far——

That was Abraxas who had passed him and Candice outside Ollivander's wand shop.

Knowing that he would meet Malfoy in Slytherin, Riddle could not have been unprepared, so he tried to master the spells about modifying and erasing memories as soon as he entered school, and he succeeded in a short time. It made Abraxas forget the few seconds of encounter that the latter didn't pay much attention to, and changed his memory.

It is undeniable that he does have the capital of self-confidence.

But even if the chance of error is very low, it has been tested on others, but what if?

If something goes wrong, it will cause permanent damage to Candice.

For some reason, Riddle, who could do that to Abraxas without hesitation, couldn't really do that to Candice without hesitation.

His dim eyes blinked, and he asked her, "Don't you want to know why I pretend not to know you?"

Candice paused and turned her head in disbelief: "Would you like to say?"

Riddle stared at her and said, "You didn't even ask me, how do you know I don't want to say it?"

Candice froze, turned around after a while and said, "Then why are you pretending you don't know me?"

Riddle smiled slightly, and he started to walk towards her step by step. Although he had just entered the second grade, he