HP: Hogwarts Snake

After seeing Theodore off, Della slowly walked back to the snake tail room. She changed into her pajamas, lay down on the bed, and took out a two-way mirror that she hadn't used in a long time.

Maggie's face appeared on the other side. It was past ten o'clock, but it was still very bright on his side. Behind him was a huge bookshelf that seemed to stretch endlessly, as if he were in the study of some unknown house.

"How was your first day of school?" A crisp sound came from Maggie's end as he put down his quill pen, the thin metal ring on it hitting the solid wood table.

"So be it," Della said curtly. "How do you think Voldemort treated you?"

“Me? Hmm…” Maggie stroked her chin, her eyes glancing to the upper left. She thought for a moment before cautiously replying, “He doesn’t like me, he doesn’t want to see me, but it’s also important to him that I’m safe from being killed by others.”

"Are you looking for your Horcrux?" Della asked again.

“No, or rather, I did search for it. When I went to Gaunt’s old house, I found that it had been ransacked. Voldemort didn’t go out during that time, so I think Dumbledore was behind it,” Maggie smiled. “I trust him to do things.”

“Indeed, we can’t be too proactive,” Della thought of the prophecy again, believing that Dumbledore had always intended for Harry to step into the prophecy. “Let’s leave it at that for now. Anyway, even if we get our hands on the Horcruxes, we can’t make any rash moves under Voldemort’s nose.”

"Why are you suddenly asking me these questions?" Maggie asked.

“Because Draco also took on the plan to help the Death Eaters infiltrate Hogwarts, but you didn’t tell me,” Della said, her eyes gleaming. “Do you think you should know this?”

Knowing this gives him more control, but it also reveals that his relationship with Della is better than just indifference.

I don't know, it's just an endless cycle of being relegated to the sidelines, a situation where Della doesn't seem to care.

Being benched isn't a big deal; it seems like "I don't know" is a better option, but—

Would Tom Riddle really be that 'obedient'?

Would he really not test the person above him with anything?

While it's important to grasp the situation, it's also crucial to play the role of 'Tom Riddle' well.

“I’ll think about it carefully,” Maggie nodded, taking it to heart. “And you, how much of a close relationship with the outside world are you comfortable with?”

“Don’t even think about moving back to Riddle Manor, I’m not going to budge,” Della stated her bottom line first. “But you can spread rumors about me about how good you are at sweet-talking and how you can fool me, just keep me informed afterwards.”

“Of course, if you go too far,” Della said coldly, raising her eyes, “be prepared for me to expose your self-delusion and arrogance.”

“Oh, I forgot to tell you,” Maggie said slowly, raising her chin slightly, “I’ve already made it clear to Voldemort about my ‘presumptuous feelings’ for you.”

"What do you mean?" Della frowned.

“That’s right. I told him that I had been possessing your snake for a long time, and eventually I also transformed into a human through the snake’s body, so I inherited the little snake’s affection for you into my soul,” Maggie said, her voice tinged with laughter.

"You disgust me." Della abruptly disconnected the two-way mirror, ending the conversation.

Looking at the mirror where his face was reflected again, Maggie sighed and muttered to herself, "Looks like I've been 'wishful thinking' for a long time."

Suddenly, something touched his leather shoe. Maggie glanced down casually and saw a blood-covered hand.

“Oh, I forgot about you,” he sighed again, his voice filled with pity, his eyes devoid of any emotion. He casually released the silencing spell. “Do you like this final gift, Sadorin?”

"Ho ho-"

Sadolin covered her slit neck with her other hand, her eyes filled with the instinct to survive. She had no coherent breath to speak, and could only look at Maggie with terror and pleading.

A long trail of blood snaked behind her, the crimson blood gleaming with a silver light – the very same silver dagger that had stabbed her at Maggie, the same dagger used to slit her throat today.

“Don’t worry so much, you’re not that easy to kill,” Maggie said, toying with the ruby ​​ring she had taken from Sadolin’s hand. “I told you, you can go, and I’m just giving you a parting gift.”

As he spoke, he left his seat. Sadolin's hand, which had finally managed to attract his attention, fell to the ground, bounced twice in despair, and was then gently picked up by Maggie, who was squatting down.

"What beautiful hands, and her face and body are also exceptionally beautiful," he said as he gently placed the ring on Sadolin's index finger and patiently wiped away the bloodstains. "Her mind seems to be a little more beautiful too, but unfortunately, it's beautiful in a repulsive way."

The cleaned ruby ​​shone brightly again, and Maggie nodded in satisfaction. Then, looking at Sadolin's increasingly terrified face under the shadow of death, he said softly, "You've had good luck to survive and even see your lover again, but you should learn something else, okay?"

"For example, you must learn to be silent, and also remember the feeling of death at this moment."

Maggie smiled, a gentle yet wicked smile appearing on her handsome face. "Especially the feeling of death, you must remember it, it's very important."

Finally, Maggie took out the White Essence and poured it onto Sadorin's neck as if it were a charity. The hissing white smoke blurred Sadorin's face, which was filled with pain and relief.

As the fear of death subsided, Sadolin, tormented by overwhelming emotions, fell into a coma.

Maggie calmly cast a killing spell on the ruby ​​ring she had just been carefully polishing, and after confirming that Sadolin had fallen into a state of suspended animation again, she used a cleaning agent to remove the blood from her body and the stall.

Alright, revenge is done, and the intimidation is over. Now it's time to emphasize the important information that 'Sadolin is at Riddle Manor'.

Maggie picked up Sadorine, her long, seaweed-like hair sliding down her back as she tilted her head back in the man's arms.

With each step Maggie took, her long, flowing hair swayed several times before finally disappearing completely after an apparition.