Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 155 Awakening
Finally, Draco lived up to expectations and caught the Snitch in an extremely hidden corner.

But more than 100 points still failed to make his team win.

The big score between the official team and the reserve team was fixed at 190:210.

Poor Miles faced Klein's various fairy balls and turned into a fool who could only breathe.

"Damn it, my grandma defends better than him, this trash."

Slytherin Quidditch captain Marcus Flint cursed secretly, feeling very unwilling, but helpless.

And Klein, riding on the "Comet 260", won the cheers of everyone on the sidelines.

"Where am I?"

In the dark environment, a woman with an oriental appearance slowly opened her eyes—her eyes were light yellow, and her pupils had a strange shape, like the vertical pupils of a cold-blooded animal.

"Whoo~"

Exhaling slowly and with difficulty the turbid air in her chest, the naked woman turned over weakly and tried to sit up from the bed.

"where is this place?"

Looking around vigilantly, the woman's face was extremely pale.

She muttered to herself, looking down at her hands.

Those were fair, but not delicate hands. There were some calluses on the palms, which were the marks left after long-term physical labor.

The woman tried to make a fist, and her slightly long nails touched the skin of her palm, causing a slight tingling pain.

The familiar but long-lost feeling came to the body again.

Before she could react, tears filled her eyes.

This feeling.
That's great.

"Ha ha."

Instinctively, the woman smiled, with relief and relief.

To be honest, she didn't know why she was so happy.

But, she was just happy.

"woke up?"

At this moment, a gentle voice suddenly came from the woman's ear - a kind of deliberately disguised gentleness, like sweet and insoluble ice cream.

With a chill in her heart, she turned her head vigilantly, only to see a young black-haired man looking at her with a smile.

"Who are you!"

She wanted to stand up from the bed, but her body felt weak for a while, the woman had no choice but to give up this idea, she stared fiercely at the visitor, showing her no longer sharp teeth like an undeveloped wild animal.

"Hehe, don't be so nervous, I won't hurt you."

Tom Riddle smiled, seemingly indifferent to the woman's reaction.

He floated gently to the side of the woman
Yes, it is floating.

Now Tom is very similar to the ghost.

"I'm the same as you. That person was placed here. In his domain, everyone must obey his orders. Even if I want to hurt you, I can't do it."

"he?"

Faintly hearing key words from that long passage, the woman moved back calmly.

"Who is he?"

"Ha ha."

Tom smiled, a complex look in his dark eyes.

It was a look of fear, awe, and greed.

"He is the great lord, the master of the Deathly Hallows, the spy of the real world, the guardian of the dark wizard, and the unrivaled demon king."

After a pause, Tom gently said a name.

"Sauron."

"Sauron?"

The woman repeated the name, but her mind was blank.

He didn't know who this person was, and he couldn't figure out why he had anything to do with such a big shot.

In fact, she hadn't even remembered her own name yet.

"Ha ha."

Seeing the blank expression on the woman's face, Tom smiled indifferently, and pointed to a corner in the house.

"Although there are only the two of us here now, as a flesh and blood body, you should have a certain need for clothes. This is the costume Mr. Sauron Sauron prepared for you. Put it on. I will wait outside the door. you."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the woman to reply, he passed the wall lightly and left the room.

The woman hesitated for a few seconds, as if thinking about something.

Looking at the stacked clothes in the corner, she took a deep breath and quickly made her own decision.

"Squeak!"

The precious carved door gave off the unique movement of wooden products, and a well-dressed woman walked out of the room slowly.

Tom looked him up and down, and nodded slightly.

From the perspective of normal human aesthetics, the woman in front of her is beautiful enough - fair skin, small nose, thin lips, and a pair of spiritual, snake-like eyes.

Ah, a splendid oriental beauty~
But Tom didn't think that people like Sauron would place a woman in his base camp for no reason because of superficial beauty.

There must be a secret in it!

"What could it be."

Recently, Tom, who has been obsessed with reading scrolls and books, kept guessing in his heart.

But he didn't show any expression on the surface, he just stretched out his hand to invite the woman in a friendly and kind way.

"Come on, let me show you this place first."

Sauron is not in his "lair". Tom, who has been dormant underground since he woke up, thinks he is half the master here.
Uh, little half?
He floated around, introducing the various places of the underground palace to the woman, like an otaku who had been at home for a long time and wanted to communicate with others.

"Tell me about Sauron"

The woman seemed to be uninterested in the palace. After following Tom to get a general idea of ​​where she was, she chose a safer path between "run away immediately" and "get to know that powerful existence first".

"Ah, this"

Hearing this, Tom looked embarrassed.

In fact, he didn't know much about Sauron. He got a lot of information from the black wizards who occasionally came here to meet Sauron and added some of his own insights.

But then again, does anyone really understand Sauron?

Tom remained silent, his thoughts drifting away.

The woman waited and waited, but she didn't see the other party's answer. She thought she had violated some taboo, and her slightly relaxed body became extremely stiff again.

A palace hidden deep underground, a mysterious and powerful demon king, and a strange ghost everywhere.

She couldn't help but sighed in her heart.

Who is she, what happened to her before she came here, why does she have no previous memory?
One question after another emerged from the bottom of my heart, and finally turned into heavy shackles on my body.

Both the woman and Tom fell silent.

"Hehe, I thought it would take some time for you to wake up."

At this moment, a blue flame appeared not far in front of the woman and Tom.Before the two could react, a slender figure stepped out of the flames unhurriedly and stood in front of them.

"Hello, first meeting."

The young man was dressed in a black suit, and his shirt was as bright and red as blood.

In his breast pocket he held a silver watch chain, and without a tie, he had a small solid gold collar around his collar—a coat of arms intertwined with roses and bones.

"I'm Sauron."

(End of this chapter)