Chapter 10 Admonition

Even though they would enter each other's time and space from time to time due to inexplicable pulls, they didn't say a word before the first Quidditch match. Mu Yu would rather count the wall tiles of Wu's Orphanage than take a second look at Tom. The latter would just bury himself in a pile of books every time.

On the day of the first Quidditch match, the weather cleared up for the rare occasion. As if rushing for a rare sunny day, the first ray of sunlight shone through the ceiling into the auditorium. The dark owls swarmed up and dropped letters of all sizes with a huff.

"The Norwegian house elf rebellion was suppressed." Mu Yu opened the Prophet's Daily in his hand. There is only one particularly small corner of house-elf coverage. Daphne, who was standing next to her, came over to take a look and snorted with great disdain: "Just a lowly creature."

The discussion that day didn't seem to affect her choice.

Mu Yu listened to her quietly, ignoring the eyes of those on the side who were also looking at the newspaper.

"Don't underestimate any living thing." Mu Yu put down the daily newspaper and finished the last bite of scrambled eggs. This sentence was not meant for Daphne. Daphne would never hear it either.

Daphne turned to talk about other things: "Yu, are you going to watch the first Quidditch match this afternoon? Harry Potter is the seeker of Gryffindor. Hogwarts has never made an exception. The freshman joins the Quidditch team. "

Mu Yu still has too much to do, and he really can't understand how much fun it is to ride a broom and play ball.

So she looked at Daphne with an apologetic look and tried to be sincere: "I'm so sorry Daphne, you know, Professor Snape has given me a bunch of extra tasks. He has never been easy to deal with..."

If it weren't for the personal verification from other classmates and professors, Mu Yu would have doubted that there was no dean of Slytherin House. Severus Snape not only didn't look like a headmaster, he didn't even look like a teacher. Mu Yu knew from the beginning that he had an amazing talent and a natural love for potions, but he only wrote down the steps of making in class. As for how to understand, how to innovate, how to guide, he didn't care at all.

His favorite thing is probably staring at Harry Potter and deducting points from Gryffindor like crazy.

Daphne looked at her sympathetically. Even Slytherin students were extremely afraid of Professor Snape, and she really couldn't imagine how Mu Yu would get along with Professor Snape.

After breakfast, Mu Yu was about to walk through the public courtyard to the library when a long-lost voice suddenly sounded next to him: "House elves are servants of wizards, why do you say don't underestimate them?"

Mu Yu played with his sleeves, rather evilly. It's interesting to think that he still has a tongue.

"They are very powerful. This is the only one I saw." She replied casually, thinking about the unfinished conversation that day. She might actually find a chance to try it out.

"With great power, there is deep servility." Tom accepted it very naturally, "It only deserves to be used."

The cold war in the past two months seemed to be non-existent.

They had arrived at the library at this time, and Mu Yu closed his mouth in time and stopped talking.

There were almost no people in the library on the weekend, but she still chose the corner and took out a piece of parchment to continue writing and drawing. Many complex symbols have been written on the paper.

"What is this?" Tom Riddle sat next to her without any surprise. He looked at the piece of paper with curiosity and more greed in his eyes. "Is this also...a kind of magic?"

"Array. "Mu Yu didn't care about the greed he revealed, she knew Tom. To be honest, if he hadn't been like this, she would have suspected that he had been taken away or had a different core. His greed and unabashed need for power even pleased her, truly making her forget her two months of annoyance.

Tom spent the next ten minutes watching her rehearse the formation over and over again. Mu Yu knew that he must be thinking about how to use the most perfect words to get what he wanted. During the days they spent together, she had a deep understanding of his nature.

It's a pity that she won't give him this opportunity to display his so-called eloquence and perfect diction.

"Do you want to learn?" Mu Yu pushed the paper in his direction, "It's not difficult."

She noticed with satisfaction that Tom clenched his fists, but had an impeccable smile on his face: "Of course."

He left her Even closer, their heads were almost touching. Mu Yu didn't seem to notice that the distance was getting closer at this moment, or maybe she was already used to it.

Her voice is always gentle, and even boring theories are made more interesting by such a gentle voice: "The principle is actually very simple. The formation eye and the power injected from all directions are always the core of a successful formation. . The formation eye determines the situation. The formation eye is a talisman, and the talisman is like a commander. It leads the nine gods according to the eight trigrams. These names are too complicated. The most important thing is to understand the image behind each name. The image carries power..."

Library This quiet corner seemed to have a strange magic power that accelerated time. Mu Yu had never noticed that time passed so fast. When she managed to explain all the basic concepts clearly, the sunset outside the window was already sinking.

Looking down from the window of the library, students who went to watch the Quidditch match could be seen walking towards the castle in groups.

"You have set up two formations nearby, one to isolate sounds and the other to create illusions, right?" Tom Riddle looked around before asking. His excitement was filled with confusion. The confusion was something Mu Yu had not expected. "It's strange. I seem to know naturally that the way you tell it is completely different from the book. It's like I have read something before..."

"My grandfather taught me this..." Mu Yu said subconsciously, but she seemed to care about it. Something stopped.

Tom is just a wandering soul who can talk to her for a few words, so she can confide some secrets to him and open up part of her heart without any scruples, but this does not mean that she is willing to reveal more private things.

Especially something she felt Tom wouldn't understand.

"Go on," Tom glanced at her and saw that she was unmoved, so he angrily pulled out another piece of parchment and scribbled on it as if to vent his anger, "Why don't you go on."

"Because it's not important," Mu Yu glanced at the paper casually, but suddenly froze, "You learn very quickly."

Her shock relieved some of Tom Riddle's anger, and he raised his head to show off: "As you said, this It's not difficult, and the principles are even similar to the magic circle..."

Both of them were silent here at the same time.

The library has never been so quiet.

In the end, Mu Yu said very slowly and tentatively: "Magic array is an elective for seventh grade at Hogwarts. I asked Professor Flitwick that seventh grade will only cover some superficial topics. Only scholars or extremely advanced magicians will be involved." Only a wizard can delve into the principles..."

She originally thought that Tom was just an ordinary wandering soul trapped in the gap in time and space. Such a wandering soul should not have too many memories about the future of the body...

"I don't know these . Where do things come from?" Tom Riddle was particularly vigilant at this time, and he quickly changed the topic in his own way, "I always knew that I was always different, and I must be a powerful wizard. "

Only the last ray of light remains in the setting sun on the horizon.

"Maybe." Mu Yu slowly grabbed a few books and walked towards the common room.

She was always like this, as if nothing about him was worthy of her attention.

A group of people blocked Mu Yu's way while passing the public courtyard.

Draco Malfoy looked unhappy. Mu Yu guessed that Slytherin had lost the Quidditch match this afternoon: "I see you again, Oriental guy."

Pan next to him West giggled like a hen.

"Get out of the way." Mu Yu said calmly. This isn't the first time she's been in trouble. Daphne had always been there the previous few times, and they hadn't dared to go overboard.

"No one will help you this time, Oriental." Malfoy took out his wand and muttered something.

However, he found that the wand did not respond after reciting the spell. He wanted to move it, but found that he could not move it. So do those who come with him to cause trouble.

"What have you done?" he cried in horror.

Mu Yu didn't answer him. She walked around them calmly. She could only hear Pansy's screams and Malfoy's constant shouting from behind: "Wait, I will definitely tell my dad!"

Mu Yu couldn't help but exposed. With a smile, Malfoy was even more childish than those people he once was. At least they won't have one parent at a time.

"You just imprisoned them."

Mu Yu nodded: "A very simple confinement formation will have no effect in three minutes."

Tom got close to her: "You can give him a more profound lesson, just like Billy's rabbit "I have used it before. Billy will run away when he sees me."

Mu Yu frowned: "He is just a spoiled boy, there is no need to care so much."

Tom suddenly laughed, Mu Yu had never seen him before. Smiling so heartily: "You said it yourself, harmless punishment will only breed hatred, and hatred will give people strength. Destroy his will and let him see that you can't think of anything but trembling."

Mu Yu felt his nails hard. It stabbed hard into the palm of my hand. Tom's figure began to blur again, and it was time for him to go back: "You are still suppressing. You are forcing yourself to be a good person."

He tried to hold up a strand of her long hair: "Today is really wonderful, isn't it? The word "good guy" itself is ridiculous. "Yu, when will you stop being depressed?" He called her name for the first time and disappeared into the air.

The warmth on his fingertips seemed to have not dissipated when he came closer.

"Yu, I'm very happy that your wand can now emit a large cloud of smoke." Dumbledore handed a piece of chocolate to Mu Yu. "We have said a long time ago that this is a very advanced magic."

Mu Yu sipped. Biting the chocolate in small bites, she was covered in sweat, as if she had experienced a battle: "Professor, can I try again?"

"I'm afraid not." Dumbledore threw a piece of cuttlefish to Fox. It was a fiery red phoenix.

Mu Yu was already very familiar with the principal's office. She walked over and gently stroked Fox's head. Fox pecked her: "Professor, does the Patronus only protect against dementors?"

Dumbledore stared at her for a long time, Mu Yu The first time I saw him, I was stunned. Dumbledore has always been a very wise and shrewd man. Even though he always looks kind, he may be just an ordinary British gentleman walking on the street. But it was this that made Mu Yu dare not underestimate him.

Only in the sunset that day, she glimpsed the story in Dumbledore's eyes, and in the blink of an eye there was no trace.

"Yu." He sighed with emotion. His eyes looked into the distance, where there were shadows of memories: "You are very thoughtful and innovative. I have met two people with the same characteristics as you. They both showed their talents early. A genius."

Mu Yu suddenly felt nervous, and she swallowed a piece of chocolate to cover it up.

"I really like the tea you brought from Kyushu. There are still two hours of curfew. Are you interested in drinking tea with the old man?"

Mu Yu sat down in front of Dumbledore, her eyes looking directly into Dumbledore's blue eyes. It is said that looking directly into someone's eyes will make people feel your honesty.

"You get along well with everyone else. Except for some children who have been dissatisfied with you due to historical reasons. For example, Mr. Malfoy."

Mu Yu never thought that Dumbledore would care about such small things, and she blushed slightly. Only then does she look like a real eleven-year-old. It has been almost two months since she came to Hogwarts, and she has slowly learned to be like water, putting on a gentle mask to cater to people and blend in with them. But it was difficult for her to put on her mask in front of Dumbledore.

"Professor..." she said calmly.

The aroma of tea gradually became stronger, filling the room with the aroma of tea. Dumbledore was still very kind despite the smoke from the hot tea: "Your grandfather has been writing to me asking about my situation. I told him everything about you at Hogwarts. Do you want to hear his reply?"

Dumbledore Lido took out a piece of parchment and adjusted his half-moon glasses. Mu Yu's eyes turned red little by little. Her vision began to blur. Dumbledore's face, so close to him, was like blurred ink.

"Albus, I am very happy that Xiaoyu is so good in her studies. She is the pride of my life, Muren. When Xiaoyu left, what I regretted most was telling her to blend in with others like water. I didn't expect that she could learn That's so fast. In the past, I would have been very happy, but now I just want her to live the life that an eleven-year-old child should have. The Mu family doesn't need her support, and she doesn't need to take any responsibility. The more mature she is, the more I feel. It's uncomfortable. Her maturity reminds me of the mistakes I made in my early years, and I made her suffer too much because of my mistakes. I would rather she be pampered and indulgent than be petty. I learned to wear a mask when I was young. Albus, I am thousands of miles away and it is difficult to take care of this child. Please help me take care of her. She is my only concern. "

Dumbledore put down the letter, and Mu Yu's tears fell into the tea cup drop by drop. She picked up the tea cup in a disguised manner. The fragrance of tea and the bitterness of tears were swallowed by her.

She thought about what she had not finished saying in front of Tom today. She couldn't forget something her grandfather mentioned repeatedly when he taught her.

"Xiaoyu, magic is for communication, and there shouldn't be any barriers or obstacles to the communication of magic."

The ardent hope and sustenance in those eyes always burned her from time to time.

Grandpa has expectations for her, but she has no interest in communicating and teaching magic.

She discovered to her horror that only control and manipulation were her pleasure.

She still failed to live up to her expectations, and now she was just trying hard to suppress herself from taking a path that ran counter to her expectations.

Dumbledore said gently: "No matter how subtle love is, it is also great love. Only love can heal the pain that has been caused, and only kindness is the best revenge for the pain. There is no need to use Pay the price of falling into the abyss to repay those who have hurt you. Open your heart and you will find that there is always someone who cares about you."

Mu Yu felt panicked that all his secrets had been seen through.

"The Patronus is always used to protect the people you love most. Love and happiness are the power that can defeat fear."