[HP]Aluet

The sun shone on the quilt, and I was abruptly awakened by the heat. I pulled the quilt down and twisted my body from Riddle's arms with great effort.

I looked at his sleeping face silently, my thoughts fluttered.

What can I do?

If only he was just an ordinary boy, if he didn't bring me any painful memories - if only that.

I kissed the corner of his lips lightly, his eyelashes moved, and he opened his eyes, the eyes were not dazed just after waking up, but deep and sober.

I froze for a while, turned my head to the side, my cheeks felt a little hot.

"You woke up early?" I asked.

He didn't answer my question: "I didn't expect you to have such a hobby."

I really want to find a seam in the ground and get into it immediately.

I heard him move his position, took a deep breath, tightened his arms around me, led me towards him, raised up half of his body, and bit me gently on the neck .

"Hiss—" I opened my eyes wide, looked up at him in disbelief, and blurted out, "What kind of animal are you?"

There was a dangerous smile in his eyes, and I thought he might be annoyed by my outspokenness, but his tone didn't change much: "If it is, it must be the one you are most afraid of. "

There was a shadow under my eyes, and my lips felt soft and hot, just like when a snake catches its prey, leaving no room for me to breathe. The terrifying suffocation wrapped around and squeezed me until my eyes turned black He just stopped, and before he left, he still bit my lower lip as if revenge, and a little fishy and sweet breath poured into my nasal cavity.

Don't mess with him at any time—that's the only thing I can still keep in mind as I try to catch my breath.

Strange to say, after that, Riddle seldom asked me to do anything for him, as if he was deliberately separating me from those people and keeping them out of touch, but I knew he didn't stop because of me, and I didn't stop. It couldn't be clearer how much he was obsessed with it.

I am freer than ever before—but I don’t know why, the more I am like this, the more invisible sense of bondage becomes clearer, I find that my life is full of his shadow, without him I can only be trapped in this place A small area, as if something is pulling me in the dark, causing me to sink and sink, but there is nothing I can do.

I spent my days in this atmosphere, as if something trapped me, the more peaceful my life was, the heavier my heart was.

"...the only one that supports long-term pre-orders, but our transaction needs to be kept secret..."

I followed the sound, and there were two people wrapped in black robes sitting at the table next to me. The sound was mixed in the noisy crowd, and it was not clear, but I could only hear it when I was sitting close.

I can't help being a little curious.

One of them took out a bag from his pocket, took out a bottle of dark brown liquid and handed it to the person opposite.

This kind of private transaction is not uncommon. It is nothing more than trying to make money without the permission of the Ministry of Magic, and this kind of thing happens to be needed by someone.I look away.

"Is it really effective?"

"Yes, as long as you start two weeks in advance—"

I frowned, my eyes fell on the bottle of liquid again, and I suddenly had a bad thought.

I waited until the shopper left, walked over to him while he was packing his money, and sat opposite him.

"Hello." I greeted him proactively.

"Which client are you?"

"I'm not, but I want to ask if the medicine that person bought just now is still for sale?"

"Yes, and I can supply it here for a long time. You have found the right person." He took out a new bottle from his pocket and handed it to me for me to check.

I unscrewed the bottle cap, put it under my nose and smelled it, and my face suddenly cooled down a lot.

"How much more do you have?" I asked lightly.

"I only have twenty bottles left now, of course, don't worry, this supply will not be interrupted, if you want to order for a long time."

"I'll buy as much as you have now, and we'll talk about it next time." I said, "What price?"

"Fifteen galleons per bottle, one dose is two weeks of continuous consumption, fourteen bottles, 210 galleons, count you two hundred."

"You really dare to ask for a price." I smiled, and my anger was about to burst through my chest.

"You also know that this thing is not easy to come by. First of all, the supplies are insufficient, the materials are expensive, and the error tolerance rate is extremely low. It's all painstaking efforts!" He said in a good voice, "For yourself—or Friends and relatives, it’s worth the money, isn’t it?”

"Yes, I did put in a lot of hard work." I smiled and took out three bags of Galleons from my bag and threw them to him, "Three hundred, buy the twenty bottles you have now."

I got the potion, he took the money, I wanted to follow him quietly to see where he was going, but he turned into a deserted alley and disapparated away.

I went straight to Potter.

"That Aibo, do you have his address?" I asked him straight to the point as soon as we met.

"Aibo? What's the matter?" He looked puzzled, "Do you need to find him? I can send a letter to let him come over when he has time."

"No need, just tell me where his address is. It's urgent. I left some important matters before and didn't tell him." I said with a smile on my face.

……

I was afraid that Aibo wouldn't see me, so I knocked on the door and hid beside him. I didn't cast a confinement spell on him until he came out, and walked in front of him.

"Long time no see, Aibo." I took off my hat and saw with satisfaction that the expression on his face suddenly froze.I originally wanted to test whether it was him or that Lupine who did it, but judging by his expression, it's probably inextricably linked.

"You remember the last time I asked you to pass on Lupine's formula?" I said. "Did you pass it on to him?"

His facial muscles twitched, but there was no answer.

"It seems not." I sneered, "That's fine, don't hand it over, just return it to me."

"This..." He looked at me in embarrassment.

"What, didn't have time to copy?"

He didn't look like he wanted to give it back to me.I didn't talk nonsense with him, and directly chose to use Legilimency. He didn't have time to react, so I quickly found the location of the formula, took the telekinesis into my hand, and decisively burned it to ashes.After he reacted, he began to use Occlumency to resist the invasion.

"I don't want to force you, Aibo." I withdrew my Legilimency, "You may not know how much trouble you will cause me."

If this potion sells well and is investigated one day, and the Ministry of Magic traces the purchase records of the medicinal materials according to the potion formula, then I am really out of luck—even if I have never used my real identity, recalling my memory, my face That's enough to confirm.

If I hadn't thought of Irina, I wouldn't have offered to help. This Lupine is also unlucky for making friends carelessly.

"You are using the fruits of my labor. That is the formula that I have spent a long time researching. You are so kind, Aibo. I don't know that your friends don't know your true face." I scanned Glancing at his residence, "It doesn't look like you are from a poor family, are you crazy about money?"

I didn't bother to waste any more words: "How many people have you supplied and how to contact them?"

"Only three..." he stammered, "at [-] o'clock on Monday, Saturday and Sunday respectively, in the alley at the intersection in front, there is a hole in the wall, you can't see each other... put down the things and go Walk."

These black businessmen are cunning.

"How much did you sell?"

"I use this once a year, so I've sold less than two hundred bottles so far..."

"Less than two hundred bottles." I repeated, feeling more and more annoyed.However, considering this amount, the number of buyers is not too many, and it is enough to stop the loss in time, "How much do you sell them a bottle?"

"Ten Galleons..."

"Then the supply will be cut off, let's stop here." I don't plan to care whether those black merchants will make trouble for him, everything is his own fault.I put my wand on his head, and he struggled a few times, the Imprisoning Curse made him completely unable to resist.I used the Oblivion Curse to erase all his memories of the potion, including mine.

When I finished all this, I realized that I seemed to have forgotten something.So I left Aibo who was in a daze on the spot, and went straight into his house—it happened that he was the only one in his house at the moment, and I found the money he had hidden by precisely following the location I saw from his memory. Three hundred Galleons were taken from it.I just wanted to leave, but after thinking about it for a while, I always felt that it was a bit cheap for him.

"If it's less than 150 bottles, let's count as [-] bottles. A bottle of ten Galleons, that's [-] Galleons, tsk." Packing fifteen hundred gold Galleons, he rushed out the door very readily.

"Hey! You're robbery—who are you?"

I smiled at him and raised my wand.

"Everything is forgotten."

……

The evening sky was fiery red, and I was sitting on a wooden chair in the backyard watching the sunset, but my mind was full of other messy things.

Through this incident, I can be regarded as a long-term commitment.Aware of the particularity of your identity, you have to be extra careful everywhere.

If I leave Riddle, I have to go to Dumbledore for help, but to be honest, I have to admit that I don't really want to leave, I even indulge in this time-once I go to Dumbledore for help, I can never come back.

If you don't leave, you can only rely on Riddle, which is not what I want.

I know the relationship between the two of them, I can only choose one side, but I don't want to make a choice yet.

What will happen to Riddle if I insist on leaving?his character...

I let out a long sigh and didn't respond until Riddle sat next to me.

The sun had completely set, and the fiery red sunset had also become dim, and the sky had turned dark.

"It's getting dark." I turned to Riddle and said, "Go back."

"So you sat here for so long just to watch the sunset?"

I shrugged and didn't deny it.

"Sit down a little longer." He leaned against the back of the chair and narrowed his eyes.

I sat with him in the evening breeze for a long time, until the silvery white moonlight evenly sprinkled on the ground.

I leaned on his arm, but it didn't relax me.

"Sunrise and sunset are nothing to watch, it's just a cycle." His voice elongated a little lazily.I turned to look at him.

"In comparison, I like the moon at night." He smiled faintly, took my hand, and gently kissed the back of my hand, as gentle as ever.Maybe it's because he's been outside for too long, his hands are as cold as his voice, but it makes me feel the chill even more. All of these seem to be transforming into tangible entities, wrapping me with a little bit of involvement, making me Can't get out.

"The quiet and cool moonlight is more likely to arouse people's thoughts and make people calm down. The calmer you are, the more you will be able to realize your deepest emotions. It will penetrate into your brain bit by bit through your eyes and skin , blood, internal organs..."

He looked at me calmly.

It's like... slow poison.

I heard the murmur of confusion deep within me.