[HP Fudai] Knot of Life and Death

In the next few hours, Tom Riddle used almost all the possible useful magic that he knew to wake up Daiyu, but all of them were of no avail. Dai's face was as white as paper, and her lips lost their color. Only the slight heaving of her chest proved that she was still alive - and only now.

Tom Riddle could feel the life draining from the girl, caught off guard—

"Do not……"

For the first time Tom began to feel that his magic was so weak.Even - very naive and ridiculous, when it is really needed, there is no such magic that can save the girl lying on the bed.His hands have even started to tremble uncontrollably because of this, and it becomes difficult even to shake them, because a feeling of fear is gradually permeating his whole body, like a little snake crawling in his veins , squirming into something else.

Tom Riddle used to think that he was not afraid of death. He could take risks to summon monsters, or he could put everything down to deal with the devil.He thought fear was just a childhood thing, his unusually short childhood.

But today he discovered that he was actually so afraid of death.

When death lay in front of him like someone he cared about, he wished his eyes could see death, so that he would rush up and wrestle with its huge scythe with his wand, drive it away, let it take the girl stay.Even though she wasn't even a whole person, she was just, she just accidentally came to life as a soul in a book.

But this soul was the cleanest soul Tom Riddle had ever seen, and he didn't want to lose her.

Tom Riddle's hand gradually stopped shaking, and then he waved his wand and put Dai into the book.He picked up the book and scratched his name on it with his wand.

Then a faint blue light lit up from the cover of the book—for the first time in three years, he used the spell, which the man taught him, and the man said, if you find the chamber anywhere, read Write the words Tom Riddle with that spell, and the man will come to him.

If there is only one person in this world who can save Dai, it is only that man.

Tom Riddle's palms were sweating slightly, the scythe of death seemed to be hanging above his head, and now, he was going to make a deal with the god of death.

But after a long time, the expected man did not appear.There was a low knocking sound outside the door.

Tom Riddle opened the door, and it was the rattlesnake that sent the message to the man. The snake had grown to more than two meters long.

"At midnight today, take her to the Forbidden Forest, the old place."

Tom stretched out his hand, grabbed the rattlesnake by the head, and stopped it fiercely, "How do you know? Tell me!"

The innocent rattlesnake hissed.So Tom Riddle let go of it, and it slid away along the wall on its own.

Tom knew it would pass the word to the man.

He sat down on the bed slumped, as smart as Tom Riddle, he had already expected that Daiyu's sudden serious illness would not be a coincidence, it was just a signal, a signal from that man.

It turned out that the man had really been staring at him secretly, in a way he didn't know, which made Tom Riddle creepy.He thought he had done a lot of things without telling the man, until today he suddenly realized that all of this was just a trick that the man indulged him, going around and around, and now the man caught his weakness.

His weakness is dying now because of his negligence.

A person like him really shouldn't get close to any kind person.Darkness is a vortex in deep water, he is like a river demon, everyone who stretches out his arms to him will be sucked in by himself and lose a lot of things.

Dai clearly has nothing left—the only thing to lose is her life.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Dai. I will definitely save you, no matter what it takes." Tom Riddle stroked the pages of the book and picked up the book.

The night in the Forbidden Forest was as dark as ever, and even the moonlight could not penetrate through the tall trees.But Tom Riddle is already very familiar with this road.In the past three years, he has walked this winding and hidden road countless times in countless late nights, to obtain new magic, and pass on news from the school—in exchange for some clues about his parents.

And today was the heaviest of his steps, because he held the unconscious girl in his arms, he could put her in the book, but he wanted to hold her so that if she woke up, he would know right away.But the girl didn't wake up, her eyes were tightly closed, like the Sleeping Beauty in a fairy tale who has been sleeping for thousands of years, as if she should have been asleep all along.If it weren't for the fact that her skin was pale and gradually turning gray, perhaps Tom Riddle would really have thought she was asleep.

The man was still sitting on the huge dead tree trunk, with his back to him, and countless snakes were entangled around him. Their yellow eyes were like headlights in the dark, bright and disgusting, like countless snakes. The man's eyes seemed to be fixed on him.

"Oh, Tom Riddle, here you come."

"I sent a signal, why didn't you show up." Tom carefully put Dai down, leaned her against a tree trunk, and set a protective magic around her.At the same time, there was a very thorough chill in his tone.

"I remember that I asked you to find the secret room and then send me a signal-but you brought me a girl?"

"I need you to save her."

"How do you know I can save her?" The man's tone was joking.

"Because she is not yet ready to die."

"Look, little Tom, I forgot how smart you really are--I thought you wouldn't know she only lived to be seventeen."

"She won't die, whether it's 17 or now." Tom Riddle answered the man indifferently. "If you don't want our alliance broken, you'd better do as I tell you."

"Alliance? Do you think this is an alliance, Tom Riddle, look at your arrogance, I can easily let her die, and I can easily let you die, you are not even a pawn on my chessboard. Why do you will think I need to do what you say."

"It was you who told Dumbledore about my summoning experiment. You can tell him all your plans and push them on to me—those Slytherin chambers, the so-called basilisk, so that I can be directly Fired, or sent to Azkaban, why don't you do that?" Tom Riddle asked the man loudly, his voice was even a little hoarse because of this - the man seemed a little frightened by the roar , there was no sound, and there was no answer.

So Tom Riddle sneered, and continued, "Because you can't find a second Slytherin who can speak Parseltongue."

"So——Mr. Tom Riddle, can you tell me why you summoned the monster? It's not in our contract. I just ask you to help me find the secret room."

"Nor did you tell me that the Chamber of Secrets was left over from Slytherin - and that it contained a nasty monster that hatched from a rooster's egg and would kill anyone of Muggle blood."

"That's just a legend."

"You didn't tell me because I also have half Muggle blood. You have already counted me on the death list, and I am the first one."

"Oh no, Riddle..."

"Sir, I think we have hidden enough from each other." Tom Riddle interrupted the man's simmering nonsense, "Now I hope you save my girl, these dirty things have nothing to do with her."

"I thought, you know I'll save her, have to save her—and you'll give me the price I'm asking for."

"Yes, you rescued her and promised not to hurt her in the future, I will give you that - the address of the secret room. I promise."

"make a deal."

The man stood up, and the little snakes crawling on his body fled away one after another because of this excessive movement—he turned around, revealing that somewhat terrifying face, with two eyes facing different directions , a messy, tangled hair, and he is missing a few teeth, which is a very funny look, but it can't be laughed out on the man's face, it looks very ferocious.

Is this the reason why he refused to show Tom his face for three years? Before Tom Riddle could show his surprise, the man waved his wand, as if pulling something, and sent a light from Daiyu's mouth. Pulled out——When the shape became clearer, Tom Riddle discovered that it was the soul of a poisonous snake, which was drawn into Dai's body by a spell, when they were not paying attention.

Reason made him resist the urge to cast the Cruciatus Curse on this man.

When the snake was completely pulled out of Daiyu's mouth, Tom Riddle cast the Adavas Kedavra curse on it almost immediately—in an instant, there was not even ashes left of the soul.

Then, Tom Riddle rushed over, picked up Dai, and picked her up again, carefully.

"What a vicious kid, I thought you would like snakes very much." The man said.

"I prefer a snake that listens to me."

"Now, you have to tell me where the Chamber of Secrets is, Tom Marvolo Riddle." The man rarely called Tom by his full name.

Almost without any hesitation, Tom Riddle handed the note in his sleeve to the man expressionlessly.

"You really don't care about Hogwarts." The man joked.

"If you really open that door and release something, I will stop you. I will kill the snake demon and kill you."

"Are you joking, although you do have such a talent—seriously, sometimes I almost forget that you are a Mudblood." The man patted Tom Riddle on the shoulder, as if a teacher was lecturing a child, What spewed out was the dirtiest and vicious mockery.

"If I wasn't a Mudblood, I don't think you would have let me look for that chamber. A Mudblood who speaks a Parseltongue—wouldn't have opened that chamber and blocked your way."

"Sometimes I almost marvel at your intelligence, Riddle, you guessed right, you do have Slytherin blood... It's a pity that you have been polluted by your Muggle father, and let the noble pure blood be contaminated blood of lowly Muggles. A half-blood is not worthy to call itself a Slytherin."

Tom Riddle raised his head, looked at the man with his sea blue eyes, and said word by word, "Oh? My father is a Muggle. I always thought it was my mother."

"On the contrary, your mother was of noble blood. She was a rare pure-blood and a true Slytherin, and you are a blot on a noble family, a bastard. There were many people who tried to kill you in the first place— —but now they all forget you because you don't matter, Tom Riddle. You spend so much time looking for your parents, but you don't matter to the family."

The man said, with an evil smile, he coiled a small snake crawling towards him in his hands, then roughly pinched it, tore it in half, and chewed it raw.

Tom Riddle watched his evil and weird behavior with cold eyes, but secretly trembled because of his words.

"Tell me where my mother is now."

The man snapped his fingers—"I wrote her name in the palm of this girl's hand, and you'll know when you get back to your dungeon-like Slytherin dormitory. It's time for you to leave, Mr. Riddle. The concealment magic will expire in a while."

So Tom stopped talking and left with Daiyu in his arms.

The girl fell asleep in his arms, and the blood on her face gradually recovered.

"She's only going to live to be 17, Mr. Riddle, you've made the dumbest deal ever."

The man seemed unwilling and said to the back of the young man in front of him, he tried his best to support the sarcasm in his tone, and couldn't help but want to make the young man feel frustrated - he watched the boy grow up, gradually from a lonely My child grew up to be like this now, gradually becoming more and more mysterious, and sometimes he couldn't figure it out.Obviously the magic he has learned can be described as naive to me, obviously he is so young, when the man stared into his eyes just now, he suddenly felt that there was a viper lurking inside, which made the man feel uneasy .

"Perhaps she will outlive you."

Tom Riddle only dropped one sentence.

So when Dai woke up from the bed, she only saw Tom Riddle sitting a few meters away from her, watching her quietly.His eyes were blue, but they were full of shadows that she couldn't understand—like a cloudy ocean.

"Dell, what's wrong with me?" Dai sat up, and Riddle hurriedly handed her a pillow, padded her up, and said with a smile, "My classmate made fun of me and cast a spell on me, but you Accidentally got caught."

Daiyu breathed a sigh of relief - "I said that I have been feeling unwell today, and I was thinking whether I should tell you - but why did it become so severe that I vomited blood in one day, I thought..." Speaking of which, She stopped and said no more.

"No, it's just a teasing little magic." Riddle showed her a bright smile, "You won't be scared, will you?"

Daiyu was noncommittal, and only asked, "How long have I been asleep?"

"About four hours." Riddle replied, "It's very late at night now, I'm going to wait for you to wake up and see how your body is doing before making any plans."

"You really bothered." Daiyu said sincerely, looking at the haggard-looking young man. "But don't get angry with those ignorant classmates because of this. They always like to provoke you. If something really happens, the teacher and the dean will blame you instead."

Tom Riddle was amused by Daiyu's earnestness, "Okay, I've already told them, and they said they won't do it again."

"That's fine, those people don't concentrate on their homework, you can't argue with them."

Riddle looked at Daiyu, her black jade eyes were like a piece of unpolluted shallow water, which could project the appearance of the blue sky, the appearance of flowers and birds-in short, all the beautiful and sad things in the world can be found there .These eyes almost closed forever today.

Tom Riddle used to not be afraid of death, but now he is very afraid. He remembered the Philosopher's Stone he had talked about with Dai—if he could hold the stone in his hand at this time, say some messy spells, and then Day and he would never be separated again, without facing the death of one of them, which he might very much desire to do.Because Dai can't die, die before him, and he can't die, die before Dai.

Before Dai turned 17, he had to find a way to keep her alive.

But before that, he had to survive first, because a dirty door was about to be opened in front of him—most people would die, and his name was written on the top of the death list.

Daiyu sat by the bed, quietly looking at Tom Riddle who was always in deep thought, wondering what he was worrying about, tomorrow's quiz?Or the Chinese poetry she taught him yesterday?But he was nice sitting like that, frowning.Daiyu would never say this.She has never looked down on etiquette, rules and other things, she will not say it, not because of etiquette, but because she is a girl.

She sat up and reached for the handkerchief tied around her waist—only to find a few crooked letters written on her hand. It was a name neither she nor Riddle knew—

Merope Gunter.