[HP Fudai] Knot of Life and Death

Daiyu disappeared.

Tom Riddle found out about it that night.He thought that Dai was going to do things in various parts of the castle again, which was abnormal. He searched the library, the conservatory, the potions room, and he searched everywhere he could find. A professor found out and was locked up, but his pure-blood eyes and ears did not give him any news.In the end, it went around and went back to the Slytherin student dormitory.

By the time he walked into Slytherin's underground common room, Tom Riddle's steps had changed from hasty at the beginning to slow, heavy but slow.

The teenager drew his wand and walked towards his single dormitory.

Opening the door, a snake fell down with bright fangs, but before it fell on Tom Riddle's body, he was hit in two by his wand, and the two parts flew out, black blood splashed on the boy's fair skin. On his face, this calm face became indescribably ferocious.

There was anger in Riddle's light blue eyes, but he didn't even change his unhurried pace because of the sudden appearance of the snake.

"Mofingunt," said the boy to himself, "you annoy me."

He walked to the table, and the table was covered with all kinds of poems, all written with a brush, stroke by stroke, full of things he couldn't understand. Tom Riddle put them away, but suddenly felt agitated inside, He took them to the small hanging stove, stopped for a few steps, and then walked back to put those poems and essays neatly.

He thought he could see through Dai at a glance, but it wasn't like that, he thought things would go according to his plan, but it didn't, everything was a variable, everything made him dizzy, he had to face Magic ten times harder than his peers have learned, he has to deal with disgusting dudes he hates, he has to do some cruel things - and he finds that it is not against his will.

Perhaps from the very beginning, he was eager for blood and killing, which made him feel the value of existence itself.

The weak are born to be trampled underfoot, just like the snake in childhood.

He recalled the rough and big boy's constantly grinding shoes, and the dark red blood stains and small snakes' spots under the shoes that kept getting bigger and bigger.

, broken, poking at the spine on both sides.

He has no parents, no relatives - he will become that snake anytime, anywhere.

He couldn't guarantee that someone would walk up to him tomorrow and break his spine with a smile.And all teachers are asking students to be kind and brave children. People in the college ridicule Slytherin's cunning and envy Gryffindor's bravery. They forget that the great Merlin is also a Slytherin. There are also Slytherins who are considered evil by everyone, not fucking good kids Gryffindors who are liked by teachers.

How much Tom Riddle wants to be a great wizard like Merlin, he wants to be the greatest wizard, go to the highest point of the mountain, because if he gets to that point, no one will be able to step on him, they will just kneel at Riddle's feet.

And, it doesn't seem too difficult for Tom Riddle.

"Kill them, kill them all!" A voice whispered in his ear.

Tom Riddle slowly opened the diary that Dai gave him. The title page was the names of the two of them, written by Dai.

The second page, written by him with a quill, is Lord Voldemort, a palindromic variation of the name Tom Riddle, which means Lord of Flying Over Death.

Tom Riddle doesn't believe in gods, and wizards don't believe in gods—except Death.Death will use his scythe to cut off the souls of all people. This is not so much a religion as a symbol.What Tom Riddle has done since meeting Dai is to use his own magic and everything to defeat this damned black-robed priest.

If Tom Riddle couldn't protect what was his, so could Voldemort.

"Kill them, kill them, my master, kill them."

"I will." Tom Riddle sneered and whispered, "I will kill your master."

Then he moved his wrist, put his wand into his robe, and walked towards the door.

……

The women's bathroom on the second floor has been rarely used because of its remote location. Tom Riddle first noticed it because of a sound.A strange voice - kill them, kill them.

This voice first appeared when Tom Riddle was in the second grade. At first it was almost like a shadow, and then it gradually became smaller, like a low-pitched roar of a demon. The voice kept repeating, "Kill them, kill them."

Riddle tentatively found that no one could hear the voice except himself. At first he thought it was a prank, but he investigated for a long time and still found nothing.

Soon, Mofingunt found him and asked him to help him find the secret room.

While investigating the relevant legends about the Chamber of Secrets, Tom Riddle quickly realized that the voice might actually exist instead of just coming from his head. It was the voice of a snake—the voice of a basilisk, and the Chamber of Secrets really existed!

According to legend, the basilisk is a snake-shaped monster hatched by a toad from a male egg, but unlike ordinary snakes, the basilisk has an extremely long life span, and anyone who sees its eyes will die instantly.

After a rough calculation, Riddle found that if the Chamber of Secrets really existed, then the basilisk in Hogwarts had lived for 940 years since Slytherin put it in the Chamber of Secrets.

For nine years in 940, huge monsters had been dormant in the castle's sewer pipes, wandering around like ghosts, ready to come out and devour little Muggle-born wizards at any time, which made him shiver all over.Tom Riddle soon realized what Moffin Gaunt wanted to do. He hadn’t told Moffing Gaunt where the Chamber of Secrets was because he still had any nostalgia for the wizarding world—he was half Muggle himself. .And for those who do bad things, the first step to achieve their goals is to clean up the pawns that are being used like themselves, isn't it?

But Tom Riddle didn't want to be a pawn, not at all.So, even though he found the entrance to the secret room—even guessed the way to open it, he didn't give it to Moffingand, but kept it as his hidden trump card.

Moffingand also has his own trump card - Tom Riddle knows nothing about his family, all the news about his parents has disappeared as if disappeared, or it may be because those prominent wizard families have long since disappeared. In decline, no one cares about the history of the old nobles anymore, and the Gaunt family also sank in the waves.

Tom Riddle walked out of the student dormitory in the basement of Slytherin with the badge of the prefect. He didn't even use the fluorescent spell, and walked to the bathroom on the second floor alone. He has dived out at midnight too many times and is familiar with these places. Even those irregularly changing stairs couldn't change his expression at all.

"Gaunt." Tom Riddle held up his wand and walked into the bathroom, where there was a crooked sign under repair written in witchweed juice, but it didn't bother Tom Riddle, he quickly dismissed it. The forbidden curse walked in.

"Mofingund."

"Moffin Gaunt," said Tom Riddle again.

But still no one responded to him.

"I know what you want," Tom Riddle said word for word. "You're at your wit's end, aren't you. Heir of Slytherin, you're too stupid to even open this door."

Tom Riddle walked towards the column-shaped washbasins gathered together in the center of the bathroom, where exquisitely decorated snake patterns were carved, and the poisonous snakes spit out letters, lifelike, Tom Riddle saw his gloomy face in the mirror.

Suddenly, a beam of light flashed towards Tom Riddle from behind the pillar, and he dodged sideways.

"Where is she?" Tom Riddle continued to ask.

"She is dying." A voice sounded from behind the pillar.

"I asked you where she is."

Mofingant slowly came out from behind the pillar. Two years later, his face had more scars, and his brows were full of strange emotions that almost made his muscles twitch. Riddle interpreted that as before he was done. joy. "Long time no see, Riddle."

The boy just stared at him silently, without any intention of greeting the old man who had been away for several years.

Mofingund produced a buckskin bag bound with snake bones and shook it. "It's a pity that the girl passed out. She's in there," Mofingund grinned hideously, and he tore something out of his sleeve and threw it at Tom Riddle, Tom Riddle dodged subconsciously, and then the object fell into the sewage on the ground, and Riddle discovered that it was Daiyu's small sachet.

He had seen that little oriental cloth bag that Dai carried with her, and she was paranoid and refused to leave her for a moment.Riddle picked it up and held it in his hands, his palms were already dripping with sweat.Dai was really in Morfin's hands, in the buckskin bag.

"You can see if it's this one."

Tom Riddle held the brocade sachet, and saw the appearance of the sachet clearly for the first time. It was made of blue satin, with light green tassels painted on the bottom, stringed with pearls, and an orchid flower embroidered on the front.Suddenly, Riddle froze.There was a familiar symbol on the back of the sachet.

Looking carefully, it is not a pattern, but four Chinese characters embroidered with blue silk thread, which are extremely neat and neat.

He recognized those four Chinese characters.

Del, Daiyu—that was their names.

The characters are embroidered very small and concealed, and they are still the same color silk thread, unless you hold them carefully, you will never be able to find them.

Is it so?

She thought she was the culprit of everything, but she still didn't lose the sachet——

Riddle felt that his breathing became heavier, and there seemed to be many threads in his head that were messed up and he had no time to clean him up. The moment he saw the two names, it was as if someone gave him a stick in the head , and it was Mofingund who really knocked the stick down.

"The girl likes you," said Mofingund.

"So, so what." Tom Riddle's voice trembled a little.

"Stop playing tricks with me, where is the door?"

"It's right here." Tom Riddle held out his hand, "Give me that bag, and I'll open this door."

"You open it—"

"Give it to me!" said Tom Riddle, raising his wand. "Give her back, Mofingund. The door is yours. Give her to me!"

The boy's tone had never been so excited.

Then he turned around and gave instructions to the carved pool post in Parseltongue.

"Open the door."

The moment the voice fell, the surrounding tiles suddenly moved, and the huge pool column began to change slowly like a flower blooming, and then moved to the surroundings, and a passage gradually appeared in the middle, before the door was fully opened. Suddenly Mofingant plunged into the dark cavern that had just appeared.

There was only one short, mocking sneer of his from the tunnel.

"Day!" Tom Riddle roared wildly, and jumped down too.

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Maybe I will try a stable update when I finish writing this article and open a new pit (huh