Chapter 111 Transcendence
Chapter 111: Beyond
They rushed back to the common room at the last minute of curfew. The fire in the lounge had all been extinguished at this time, and only a faint light reflected from the green lake outside the window. When Mu Yu was about to return to the dormitory, Theodore Nott suddenly stopped her again.
"Someone knows your past, someone has discovered your story," he used an affirmative sentence. The ripples of the lake made his face look very strange in the darkness, and it was difficult for Mu Yu to understand his emotions at this time. He didn't seem frustrated, regretful, or angry or jealous. "Can you tell me who it is?"
Gambling situations are ever-changing, and behind the glamorous gaming table there are often shady games. But he persistently wanted to overturn the gambling table and desperately wanted to explore the hidden chips behind it.
"No one," Mu Yu looked away from him, and she repeated again, "Goodbye."
They were destined not to have any intersection, and one day they would even turn against each other. Theodore Notre was unwilling to follow and wanted to retain a clear mind, so they were already destined to be enemies.
She already has many enemies, and there is no shortage of one more.
After a while, the rest room was silent.
"Goodbye." A whisper came from behind her as she was about to go upstairs. Even the slightest footsteps will be infinitely amplified in the darkness.
However, they were not the only ones in the lounge.
"He invited you," Daphne's voice came faintly from the corner, "you rejected him."
She hid in the darkest corner without even lighting the fire. Even lighting the fireplace in winter could not dispel the coldness accumulated in the cellar, not to mention that Daphne had been sitting here for who knows how long without even lighting a spark. Even her voice was trembling.
"Light the fire, don't freeze," Mu Yu couldn't help but turn a blind eye to Daphne. She walked towards the corner where Daphne was sitting, and while caring about her gently, she took out her wand and prepared to light the fireplace, "If you want to continue sitting here."
"No need," Daphne held her hand when she took out her wand, and said with a thick nasal voice, "That's it."
"What's wrong?" Mu Yu sat opposite, she smelled the same smell as that day. Shen Qitong smelled as strongly of wine as he said, "Qitong took you to drink."
There was no answer for a long time. Daphne seemed to be asleep.
"You are very close to her. You have rarely shown such intimacy to a person in the past three years." Mu Yu conjured up a blanket and gently covered her body. Her hand was as cold as a piece of ice. "It's not like that." You have been as close to her as you were to Astoria for two months."
Her soft voice echoed in the dark and empty common room, and it seemed a little more seductive. She is always good at finding out the deepest secrets of people step by step when they are at their weakest.
Begin by gently removing her armor.
"She understands me," Daphne's voice suddenly rose and she let out a few sobs, "It's rare for someone to... be like this."
"Don't I understand you? Or maybe I always thought you had a common language with other classmates from pure-blood families. "
She looked directly into Daphne's misty eyes, and the brooch suddenly flashed a light in the darkness.
"It's different, it's different."
Mu Yu stroked the crystal brooch on Daphne's chest, looking directly at Daphne, and his tone also contained deliberate pity at this time: "You two do have many similarities. , for example... family. Your situation is also difficult for outsiders to understand. "
A clan from the east, a pure-blood family from the west, one who is eager to regain the original lineage and regain the glory and reputation of the past. Desire to seize the dharma lineage that does not belong to him and continue the family's glory. Both families foresaw the coming fate, but were stubbornly unwilling to accept it.
Ambition and desire gradually distort the original intention of protecting his family.
Greengrass colluded with the French Minister of Magic to secretly search for Squibs and Obscurials. What was it for initially and why now?
Daphne nodded slowly under Mu Yu's gaze: "I wrote a letter to Dad, I, I persuaded He. Don't expect things that don't belong to us. We are not short of money anymore. Even if the mysterious man is resurrected, we can go to France or even Kyushu. I just want my family to be safe." She choked, "Dad said I was willful. I don't think about my responsibilities as a Greengrass at all. But as a Greengrass, I just want my sister to be healthy and happy. I just want my family to be safe and happy. Qitong told me that life and death depend on each other. There is destiny, and so does the family. If you forcefully change your destiny, you will only lose more."
This is not bad enough, her father is still deceiving himself on the grounds that Astoria is in danger.
Mu Yu hugged her gently, letting her sob in his arms, but in the shadow reflected by the lake water, where Daphne couldn't see, there was no movement at all: "You are not wrong, and Qitong is not wrong either. There is no argument. Fighting, smoothness and dissatisfaction, this is the Eastern philosophy." She lifted Daphne's chin with one hand so that she could look directly into her eyes, and moved her messy hair away with the other hand, "Your father...may have already Start changing your life against the will of God... If you forcefully change your life, you will be punished by God. All the punishment you bear will be punished by Astoria."
Daphne blinked in confusion and quickly shook her head.
"He has a secret. His secret may be related to Astoria. You are his trusted eldest daughter and the future hope of the Greengrass family," Mu Yu whispered in her ear, the temptation in her tone at this time There is no need to hide, "He will not guard against you, and is even willing to share it with you. Find his secret and see how he changed his life."
That will definitely be a surprise.
Daphne nodded drowsily, and Mu Yu made sure that she was completely asleep before letting her go. When she let go of Daphne, she was no longer as gentle and patient as before. Instead, she looked at her sleeping in the cold lounge with great indifference.
She lit a small bonfire with her wand and slumped weakly in her chair. Her hands and feet were even colder than Daphne's.
Looking at the jumping flames, she hesitated for a long time and finally drew a few symbols in mid-air. The silver symbol only flickered a few times and then went out feebly. But at this time, it was as if a pair of invisible hands continued to draw the faded symbols. The cold light of the lake in the common room was fading away, and she came to the void and dark space again.
They haven't seen each other for a long time.
"You have never let me down," Tom Riddle approached Mu Yu. In the fantasy world, his black eyes were filled with the joy of succeeding in his conspiracy. She was sure that he would not reveal his emotions easily in front of others, or that others were too afraid to speculate on his emotions. "If you want to dig out the secret of Albert Greengrass quietly, it's best to The only way is through his daughter. You are the easiest person to get close to his daughter."
He held Mu Yu's hand, as if holding her hand had become an unchangeable habit.
Mu Yu never showed weakness in front of Tom Riddle, even though combining Legilimency and the Imperius Curse for the first time was a big burden for her.
"Stupid and naive girl," she concluded Daphne simply. At this time, a few blood-red flowers of the other side sprouted out of the empty ground with difficulty. "After I guided her a little, she eagerly confided the most obscure secrets to me. You also taught me that method." "
You learn. "It's very good," Tom Riddle probably didn't realize that he was a little more proud when he said this, "but it's not easy, right"
He bent down and broke off one of the brightest flowers from the other side and gave it to her hand. There is always an indescribable tenderness and elegance to the simple movements he makes.
Even if it's all a conspiracy behind it.
She couldn't see him being as angry as Barty Crouch Jr. said.
"This is my first time." She looked at the flower in her hand, the bright red petals slowly stretching in her hand. "There will be many times in the future."
None of them wanted to mention the incident in Norway, let alone Hogg before. That thing about Maud.
No one wants to think about it either.
"Shen Xu threatens me," she said, squeezing the flower suddenly a little harder, "Who is he?"
The flower was thrown to the ground, stepped on and turned into dust in an instant. She rarely puts her emotions out in the open, but here there is no need to hide them, and she can't hide them.
Tom Riddle would not comment on her anger, let alone respond. Nowadays, tolerance is no longer a matter of one party. In this regard, the two are eerily in sync.
They continued to walk in the void in silence. There seemed to be thousands more words to say, but because they knew each other too well - no matter the past or future of each other, they had nothing to say.
Every advance in the chess game with the world means that their relationship with each other is one step closer. Tom Riddle found it very difficult to point the wand at her now.
Whenever he wanted to raise his wand, the tenderness imprinted that morning would disintegrate his power little by little, and that soft question forced him to forget all the cruel spells.
Who is she?
He has been good at solving difficult problems since he was in school. He can easily eliminate every possibility and dig out the most correct answer. But regarding this issue...
it seems that there is only one possibility left - a possibility that is closely related to what Dumbledore has been advocating.
Dirty, humble, useless...
this word has never existed in his world.
Mu Yu was just a cloud that accidentally drifted across his world and stayed for a moment, a flower that bloomed in the abyss and was broken off by him.
The clouds will eventually drift away, and the flowers that have lost their root systems are destined to wither.
He himself didn't know whether such a hypnotic admonition would help him aim the wand at the girl at the right time, or whether it would help him avoid the word that shouldn't appear.
"Come to Hogsmeade on the day of the Yule Ball. It's not far from Hogwarts. Everyone will go to the ball then, and no one will pay attention to you." He gently touched her lips with his hand, still soft and gentle. It was cold, but he withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted, as if that place was some kind of forbidden area, "You are not suitable for the sky full of stars."
Mu Yu raised his head, and his black eyes only reflected the desperate color of this void. A color unique to the abyss, Tom Riddle's favorite color.
"I thought you would be with that group of friends..."
Dumbledore already knew the news of his resurrection. Even if he used his previous appearance, he would still run the risk of being discovered every time he came to Hogsmeade. .
"I just want to spend Christmas with you, just like before."
For a moment, she seemed to see the eleven-year-old Tom Riddle again, the Tom Riddle who walked with her through the streets of London, the one who stubbornly wanted to be with her in the streets of London. The boy who spent Christmas with her at Hogwarts.
After hesitating for a long time, she took his hand and said, "Why are you hiding, you madman."
For a long time, the two of them had been wandering around the boundaries of their shared territory, and this question carefully followed the boundaries, like walking on thin ice. A little hint.
She pecked the corner of his lips gently, no different from the gentle touch on Halloween, as if she could touch the hazy and muddy drizzle of London across fifty years.
As if afraid of the darkness outside the boundary, the hint quickly shrank back and merged back into the long and winding border.
"Good night, madman."