HP Tom Riddle

Zabini didn't know Riddle that well, so when he heard I said I was going to find Riddle, he made a very witty excuse and left.

By the time I sat in front of Riddle with my schoolbag, there were already a dozen books lying between us.I pushed them aside with my hands, and stared seriously at Riddle's pretty little face. His head was still slightly lowered, and he kept scratching on the straw paper with a quill in his hand, dipping some ink into the ink bottle from time to time. : "What do you mean, I've wanted to ask you since before."

He slowly raised his head and gave me a nice smirk: "It's nothing."

"You are perfunctory me." I was a little angry.

"No," he said, "we're Slytherins, aren't we?"

"What happened to Slytherin, are we friends? I think you assimilated with those people, you became not what I thought - no, this is the real you, I think too much. But you shouldn't, You are trying to control me again, you are guiding me to develop in the direction you want...isn't it?"

"You want to say that you have no ambitions, you just want to be a transparent person in Slytherin." Riddle suddenly dropped the pen in his hand, took out his wand angrily and swung the table aside, "It's not that you don't have ambitions." He said This sentence seemed a little aggressive, and he approached me step by step. I wanted to avoid him. I don’t know why when I heard him say that, my heart panicked involuntarily, “You just haven’t integrated into this era, your My heart is still hanging on the tower." He put his wand on my left cheek, lowered his head slightly and looked straight into my eyes, "You think this is like a game, and you always think that there will be a day to go back, don't you? ?”

"Riddle..." I felt the white wand sliding on my face, and swallowed in fear, "I...you are right, but you are my only friend, I don't think this is a game."

He pulled the corner of his mouth and pulled out a mocking smile: "Oh. You said I was trying to control you, but don't you think you are like a fresh toy to me?"

I wrinkled my nose and wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say.

Riddle suddenly put away his wand and walked away. I looked at him suspiciously.

"Mrs. Ponceley is here." He explained with a nonchalant face, and in the short time he used his wand, he put everything back to normal.

"What were you doing here just now?" Mrs. Ponceley said with a straight face. Riddle wrote and drew on the paper with a quill in his hand and replied without raising his head: "Some discoveries, I tried it excitedly..."

"If I find you using magic in the library next time." Mrs. Ponceley's expression turned ugly, "I will drive you out."

"Please don't worry, I will definitely not be so excited to start the experiment in the library next time."

"It's good that you know this is a library and not a laboratory." She glanced at the messy books on the table, "Clean up the desk."

"Can Silence be used?" Riddle asked hurriedly when Mrs. Ponceley was about to leave.

Mrs. Ponceley gave us only one look, acquiescing to Riddle's words.

"I never thought you were my toy." I said shortly, "I thought you knew what I was thinking."

Riddle glanced at me, said nothing, and continued his scribbling business.

"Riddle?"

"Don't bother me now."

Seeing that he didn't seem to intend to pursue it, I decided to play dead.