HP Nocturne and Evening Bell

Chapter 35

After hurriedly finishing a second-year basic potions class, the exhausted Hermione just wanted to go back to her room quickly. For the first time, Tom's ignorance became so difficult, and the short distance seemed to be an insurmountable road. The high wall, for the first time, she saw this wall falling towards her, and she was helpless.

Although they have maintained a polite and distant state in the school since they came to Hogwarts, she knew that during the summer and Christmas holidays she could still see the undisguised Tom, the Tom she was familiar with, and her heart was always there. There is a balance of joy and serenity.But the silence that happened in the closet shocked her, the empty corridor was empty, the remote thin thread that could not be traced was broken, the balance in her heart was upset, anxiety and pain overflowed the whole body like poison , She actually felt a bone-chilling chill.

The Elder Wand was kept by her in the big warehouse of the Room of Requirement. The ultimate fear and worry about violating the laws of nature made her unable to imagine what Tom would do after mastering the Elder Wand. Harry once said that the Elder Wand was evil. It was like Horcruxes can also lure out the deepest evil in the human body.Once only a great wizard like Albus Dumbledore could control it rather than be controlled by it, but now Hermione thinks that Dumbledore doesn't look like a very good choice.

When Harry learned that Voldemort opened Dumbledore's tomb in order to get the Elder Wand, his green eyes almost lit a fire, and the Dark Lord got it, causing more killing and damage with its power .It was a bloodstained sword, gleaming with evil light.Subconsciously, she was afraid that Tom would get it, she was afraid of the fission of two powerful forces combined, she was afraid of those iron laws of fate that could not be teased.The Elder Wand is an unnatural existence that surpasses the general rules. Its powerful attraction, like Voldemort's Horcrux, excavates the malice buried deep in the hearts of wizards, unknowingly corrupts people's minds, and becomes a source of desire. Servant, just like power corrupts people.

She even suspected that the Elder Wand had an indelible contribution to Grinwald's transformation.

Now that the Elder Wand is hidden by her in a place she doesn't know, this is probably the best solution to the Elder Wand. Subconsciously, Hermione realized sadly that she could no longer even tell Dumbledore about her With no worries, he handed over the Elder Wand to Dumbledore with confidence.

Sighing, she quickened her pace, determined to block out the giggles of the girls on both sides of the corridor. Hogsmeade Day was approaching, and there was a restless atmosphere in the school, the restless enthusiasm of the boys and the secretiveness of the girls. Snickers criss-crossed like radio waves, cutting the stagnant air of Hogwarts back and forth, just like at the fourth-grade dance, a tacit understanding suddenly shortened the distance between men and women in the school.

However, deliberate avoidance was useless, and some words still drifted into her ears consciously or unconsciously. The words "Tom" and "Dating" were frequently mentioned, accompanied by bursts of nervous laughter.

"Where did Myrtle hide and cry today? I don't know which Gryffindor fool she fell in love with this time. I heard that she is a half-breed like her. It is hopeless. Her mother's scandal is not enough. Shame?" The chatter of the two Slytherin girls came to Hermione's ears unexpectedly.

"Gryffindor? Are you sure? Myrtle is stupid enough to like Gryffindor's lions in rut? Actually, you know, that time in the hallway I saw Tom Lee not far behind Myrtle." Del, they came from the same place." A girl suddenly lowered her high-pitched voice.

Hermione slowed down, pretending to flex her wrist holding the book.

"Don't talk nonsense, you must be blind, Tom and Myrtle? Let me believe that Sils Weasley and Myrtle are more believable, and Weasley's red-haired goofy look suits her well, Maybe they can also start the legend of college friendship, heh." Another girl sneered indifferently.

"I didn't mean that. Tom Riddle's whereabouts are a bit strange recently, don't you think? Nott and Blake have been avoiding me recently, discussing something mysteriously together. Especially Blake, his excitement can't be concealed." Hold on, the black eyes are scary, I know he hasn't liked any girl recently, but he really acted like he was crazy about falling in love." The girl still lowered her voice.

"So you like Blake! I've noticed that you always secretly watch him in class, so I found out." Another girl replied excitedly.

"No, okay, okay, yes, you must not tell others that I heard that the Black family has already decided on a fiancée for her. I am just infatuated for a while. I, I will figure it out."

"Yeah, your family is too far away from the Black family. Their family is probably only comparable to the Malfoy family. Unfortunately, there are no girls in the Malfoy family, haha. As your friend, I advise you not to think too much about Black, lest Sad in the future, to be honest, I feel more hopeful with Tom, after all, his family is still a mystery, after all these years, I don't know how prominent his background is."

"Don't talk nonsense, let him hear you asking about his origin, you will have an accident, this is a recognized taboo in Slytherin, don't you know?"

"Well, I didn't expect it to be so serious. Tom is very kind, isn't he? Last time Katinis asked such a simple question for so long, he wasn't impatient."

"But have you ever thought about Katie's background?"

"You mean Tom...he's not like that. He even says hello to Hagrid."

"I don't know. That time I went to Blake to borrow astronomy divination notes. He chatted happily with Nott and Malfoy. At the door, I faintly heard a new term: Death Eater. Very strange words, listen Have you ever said that word?" The girl looked around cautiously, Hermione hurriedly quickened her pace, and secretly cast an eavesdropping spell.

"Death Eaters? It's really strange, I haven't heard of it. Is this a small social organization?"

"I don't know, but there are many fewer people in the common room every Saturday, haven't you noticed?"

"Isn't that Tom's compulsory tutoring? He is such a perfect person. He has been so busy as a prefect and has not forgotten to help others."

"Okay, maybe I was thinking too much, but I forgot to tell you that Hogsmeade Black agreed to my invitation!"

"Really?! It's really you, Merlin..."

Hermione removed the wiretapping charm, unwilling to hear how the two girls planned the perfect Hogsmeade date. The appearance of the word "Death Eater" was like a huge dark cloud, which made Hermione extremely uneasy.Recalling that Myrtle's death was the sin of the first blood in Tom's hands, since he discovered the secret room, his obsession with black magic was out of control. There may be other things in the secret room that attracted Tom besides the basilisk.Had he discovered the secret of the Chamber of Secrets?Is history just repeating itself in a different way?Could it be that Tom will eventually go to the fate of killing evil?

Not daring to think about it anymore, she desperately comforted herself that history and the future have been changed, she should believe in Tom's character, she should believe in her own judgment, but these uncontrollable conjectures finally made her sleepless, she Wanted to ask Tom myself for a reasonable explanation.

But Tom didn't give her a chance to ask. He was always surrounded by all kinds of students, chasing him like stars and moons. Because Hogsmeade Day was approaching, the chances of girls showing up were even higher. Somehow, even when the prefects were on patrol, he could meet brave girls and not give Hermione a chance to get close to him, and even the professors acquiesced in the slightly impatient behavior of the students, and they were still around after the curfew. The students around him were only punished and locked up for a few nights.

This fueled the situation even more, and Hermione found that she couldn't even find a moment when Tom was alone.

It was Hogsmeade Day in a blink of an eye, and before the sun rose, Hermione had already arranged everything, quietly walked out of Hogwarts, waited for a while by the Hogwart wall, and Malfoy appeared, His silver hair hung casually by his ears, looking a little messy.

"Ten minutes earlier than the appointed time, how long have you been waiting here?" Malfoy frowned.

"Go, time is running out."

"Okay, when you enter Malfoy Manor, don't run around, you know there is a family protection spell there."

"Just lead me into the library directly, don't go through that hall, there are too many portraits in there, and my presence will cause them to quarrel endlessly. I know there is a small door that can directly enter the library."

"How do you know the structure of my family better than I do?" Malfoy raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Do you want the whole world to know that you took me to your house? We've been chatting here for 5 minutes." Hermione stared nervously at the gate of Hogwarts, unable to explain why she was so afraid of being Discover.

"Please! To get up early today, I didn't even put on my beloved magic pomade, and the robe didn't have time to iron it carefully. Do you know how much it hurts my hair? How much it hurts me? A disheveled Mal Fu, let me die."

"Do you really want to die?"

Seeing Hermione's murderous eyes, Abraxas finally turned serious. He took Hermione's hand and saw that Hermione was about to take out his wand. Come to this scene, then I will really die. Only then can you enter Malfoy Manor, let's go."

After a bout of extremely uncomfortable dizziness, Hermione and Abraxas finally stood on the grounds of Malfoy Manor.

In early spring, the manor is already full of colorful flowers, neatly manicured shrubs and vines with winding branches complement each other. Not far from the woods is a bright lake, reflecting the rolling hills, like a lost mirror.A few white peacocks combed their slender tail feathers leisurely, and some unknown small birds sang a symphony tirelessly. This place is simply a beautiful utopian garden.

"What? Are you dumbfounded? Our Malfoy Manor is the most beautiful wizarding manor, and we, Malfoy, are also the most beautiful wizarding family."

Hearing the latter sentence, Hermione almost wanted to smash Abraxas's smug face.

"It turns out that the Malfoy family has always been proud of their appearance. Unfortunately, I think Riddle is much more handsome than you. Don't the attitudes of the girls prove this?" Hermione retorted ironically.

When it came to Tom Riddle, Abraxas had an unnatural expression. He reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth, unwilling to show weakness: "So you girls are all fools of the visual department, what a pity."

"Better than some wretch who can't even decide his own marriage and thinks he's superior."

"You don't know anything, stop jumping to conclusions. Don't be so complacent, do you think you know everything about Riddle?"

Hermione's heart moved, maybe this is a good time to say something: "Of course, he is the best and most popular student at Hogwarts in the past hundred years. Who doesn't know, are you jealous?"

"Don't play these tricks with me. I just want to tell you that he has set up a secret organization and has been active recently. Do you know what this organization is called?"

"Isn't it just a club for learning mutual aid? What's so strange about that?"

"He called this organization Death Eaters. Deatheater is really ambitious. He doesn't even care about death, trying to conquer death. Heh, do you know how he explained the name of Death Eaters to me?"

"It's just a fancy name."

"No, this is actually related to a kind of black magic. Eater is probably a price to pay. Unfortunately, I don't know the specific situation of that kind of black magic."

"Why are you telling me this?"

"The purpose of bringing you to the manor is the same as mine today. You are so smart, why play dumb?"

"But there are some things you really just think too much."

"I don't think much about it, I only know that day, let's go."

Along a sycamore path, Hermione found a small iron door. She was about to take out her wand to force the door open, but Abraxas stopped her.

"If you do, the manor's alarm will go off."

"Then why..." Hermione stopped her words just in time, she remembered that when she came to Malfoy Manor last time, Voldemort had already lived here, many Death Eaters came and went, probably the family's protective spell had also been cancelled. Alright.Inexplicably, for what happened to this beautiful manor in the future, Hermione felt a little sad in her heart.

Following Abraxas through a narrow underground stone passage, the cold breath almost made her shiver.

"Is it cold? After all, it's underground. Don't worry, the manor library is warmer and more comfortable than the Hogwarts library."

Abraxas had something Hermione agreed with. The Malfoys' library was the most magnificent and beautiful library Hermione had ever seen.Brilliant sunlight shines obliquely into the library through the towering dome, and two spiral staircases wind their way up to the bookshelf at the top of the roof.Looking up, one layer after another of bookshelves were neatly embedded on the wall, and the dark red patterned carpet covered the entire room.In the center of the room is a small crystal stove. The red flame burns quietly in the transparent crystal box. There are some old portraits hanging on both sides of each shelf. The strange thing is that none of the paintings here will move.

"You don't want to be suddenly reprimanded by your great-great-great-great-grandfather while reading a book," Abraxas explained.

"There's not even a speck of dust on the bookshelf." Hermione marveled.

"I don't deny the house-elf's credit."

Hermione desperately refrained from trying to promote the theory of house-elf rights, she didn't want to be thrown out by an angry Malfoy for nothing.

"I want to look for it myself, how should I check?"

"Just say it silently in your heart, don't worry, I won't disturb you, and I don't want to know too much, this is Malfoy's survival wisdom."

Hermione raised an eyebrow and walked up the higher steps.