Chapter 113 The Wind Rises

"You actually used this method to escape the dance," Barty Crouch Jr. blocked the only way to the Whomping Willow and "damaged his reputation." It

was already extremely dark on the afternoon of Christmas Day. , the red sky seemed to be brewing a blizzard. There was no one in the open space outside the castle. Lights came out from the windows, and together with the excitement inside, they were projected onto the white snow.

"It's all going to be gone after all." Mu Yu raised his head and glanced at the castle, which had become even more brand-new during the festival. "It's almost seven o'clock. Can you please open it?"

The pair of magic eyes turned around her body: "Look Someone has already found a dance partner, and this agreement is so important."

He did not step aside, but looked extremely strange, as if some secret had completely surfaced in his mind.

Mu Yu had never refused to answer a simple question like this. Barty Crouch Jr.'s eyes swept back and forth on her like a searchlight, insisting on forcing her into a corner from which there was no retreat.

She wanted to say it wasn't important, but she knew how pale that answer was.

Unfortunately, time was running out, so she said in a low voice, "Yes, it's very important, get out of the way."

She couldn't explain the way Barty Crouch Jr. looked at her at this moment. Such a look definitely couldn't be called joy. But to say it was disgust would be too much. It was more like a feeling of confusion and sudden shock.

He said nothing more and turned slightly, "If anyone asks, I will say that I just saw you at the entrance of the common room."

"Thank you, although it is the first time I have seen you so polite."

Mu Yu suppressed all the strangeness With the thought in mind, he nodded to him. When the two of them turned around and crossed each other, Barty Crouch Jr. quickly said: "Snape is a traitor. I saw it with my own eyes."

Mu Yu, who was about to walk to the Whomping Willow, turned around. Come, even in the dim light, Barty Crouch Jr. clearly saw her figure shaking: "You followed him. This is a very, very risky behavior."

"It's already seven o'clock," Barty Crouch Jr. Crouch pointed to the eye, "You can't take risks with this eye. We need to discuss Potter's second project after Christmas. You can't expect him to solve the secret of the golden egg by himself. Merry Christmas." Wait

. Mu Yu responded and walked toward the castle on crutches. The music of the ball mixed with the confusion and impulse of youth came out from the brightly lit castle, and merged into a prelude of sorrow and music on the snow.

The retreating figure looked like the last fallen leaf in autumn in the wind and snow, rolling and torn into pieces by the strong wind.

Christmas Eve in Hogsmeade was particularly deserted compared to previous years. Hundreds of candles were suspended in the holly trees on both sides of the road, leaving only a faint light in each store.

She changed the sky blue dress to black, and the flower of the other side replaced the bright baby's breath. The blood-red petals bloomed in the skirt. The old-fashioned black and bright red were forced to hold up by her. As she moved around, the fluorescence on the dress really came alive, beating like fireflies in the darkness.

Her shawl-length hair was pulled up, and a hairpin was inserted diagonally into her hair. The remaining hair was gently let down, making her look more gentle and gentle.

A gust of wind mixed with a few snowflakes blew over the skirt, and the flowers on the skirt were also swaying.

Tom Riddle had never seen Muyu like this before. She seemed more and more unreal, and the more she evoked the desire that had been growing since Halloween.

He held out his hand. They have spent their fourth Christmas together.

That obsession at that time should not have asked for that hug, otherwise the hazy London fifty years ago would not have been engraved in his soul, so that he could not point the wand at her now. He should not have allowed the soul fragment in the diary to merge, otherwise the strong wind on the tower that night would not howl in his memory from time to time, so that...

he acquiesced to the transaction, acquiesced to a person standing as an equal He was by his side and even took him through most of the world.

Mu Yu put his hands on those slender hands. This was his first Christmas after recovering.

His power was growing crazily, she could feel it. He may no longer need to use a terrifying appearance to scare others. Strength is the best threat.

Tom Riddle pulled her a little closer: "Are you not afraid?"

He didn't know why he asked this question. It seems to be driven by instinct and driven by desire.

They are all things that he cannot fully grasp.

"What should I be afraid of?" Mu Yu raised her head and looked at that handsome face. She frowned, as if she was debating whether to say it or not, but finally said it slowly, "I have seen you before. "I won't be afraid even if you point a magic wand at me."

They walked into the lighted street together.

The powerful illusion spell concealed their figures, leaving no footprints on the snow. Everything you say at this time seems redundant.

Only children can play carefree at this time. Several children chased an enchanted paper crane on the snow, leaving a scene of laughter and laughter.

The laughter did not last long, and the paper cranes turned into ashes in the air. A woman walked out of a shop and pushed several children into the house without any explanation. Her face was pale: "For Merlin's sake! The hateful Muggle lunatic will most likely arrest you." Eat it again!"

Such words did not frighten the children very much. They made faces at the woman, but still returned to the house obediently.

The outside world is full of changes every moment, and the castle still strives to create a pure land.

She could clearly feel his joy, both like the pleasure of a conspiracy about to succeed and the pure joy of ambition. She was getting better at discerning his feelings.

"Have you been to Hogsmeade fifty years ago?"

Mu Yu's soft voice sounded in his ears. Accumulated snowflakes rustled down from the eaves.

She is actively exploring his past. This move did not make him angry. On the contrary, he was filled with joy and excitement, like melted snow water, spreading in an unknown direction.

This street seemed too short, and he even wanted to use a traceless extension spell to extend the road infinitely.

"Every weekend, this place will be filled with bored people, drinking butterbeer and talking excitedly about the new toys from Zuko's Joke Shop." His disdain radiated from his bones, "I knew from the beginning that I "It's different from them."

"At that time, you and your 'friends' were planning something." They happened to pass by the Three Broomsticks at this time, and it was the busiest place on the whole street. Wizards gathered from nowhere and held wine glasses in the bar, talking loudly and drunkenly singing tunes. Mu Yu looked away indifferently. She seemed to be about to say something, but stopped abruptly.

They were almost at the end of the street, and across the square in front was the path leading to Hogwarts. From here you can already see the bright castle. The music of the Yule Ball also fills the whole village little by little through this path.

Tom Riddle held her hand tightly: "Yu..."

Why was she always unwilling to continue talking.

She raised her head at this moment, and the sparse halo of light blended into her black eyes, making them look a little beautiful for the first time: "Fortunately, I was not born in that era."

The force on her hand became heavier, but her expression remained unchanged: "If you were born at that time, you would be no more than an ordinary classmate to me, and I would be more like an ant or a tool to you. Maybe we will become interested in getting along with each other, but it is just an interest. "She touched the face, "Because the power you want, I also want to have."

That period of annihilation created a delicate balance between the two. During that time and space, for her, Tom was the only wandering soul who could speak without any scruples, and Tom was her only friend.

She realized the truth too late.

She walked cautiously on the edge again to test.

After passing the brightly lit Three Broomsticks, the path almost reached its end and split into two forked paths. Looking forward, under the shadow of the snarling trees is the screaming shack standing alone. The snow covered the shape of the roof, and from a distance it seemed that the house could be heard groaning in pain under the snow.

Most of the time, snow can cover everything, but here it ruthlessly tore away the last bit of cover, exposing the decay and ruins between heaven and earth.

The fork to the left leads to the dark forest, and the white snow illuminates the dark path. The path continues forward with no end in sight. Maybe there are still dense forests after the road, maybe a city, maybe a desert.

Mu Yu stopped and studied the two paths quite seriously. Before she could react, she was forcibly pulled towards the direction of the Screaming Shack.

It was so quiet in the woods that there seemed to be no living thing.

"In order to build this body, you paid a price." Suddenly, Tom Riddle was no longer content to hold her palm, and moved his fingers upward little by little, drawing circles over and over again on her arm. "Your life is withering. ."

He pushed Mu Yu against a tree trunk. Even though he was in such a passive situation, the peace reflected in those eyes always made him embarrassed. He avoided her gaze and sniffed her neck instead.

"You used many methods to cover up." The distance between the two was so close that every breath was enough to entangle each other. It was as if only in this distance he could regain his dominance little by little, "But Yu, every magic, Every magic potion will leave a trace."

Mu Yu felt like he was thrown into a snowdrift. The chill naturally invaded his bone marrow when the snowflakes were wrapped in layers. However, as he got used to it, the cool snowflakes began to burn. . The cold and warmth alternated repeatedly, burying her deeper into the snow cave.

"I thought it would take a long time for you to find out." She was always calm in front of him, as if there was nothing worth causing emotional waves. She was not surprised by his discovery, nor was she saddened by the coldness, indifference, and lack of guilt in his tone.

It was this kind of plainness that disintegrated the coldness he had finally mobilized, and also forced him to speed up his progress to avoid more unknown variables: "No matter what, you will not reach the end, and the withered life will no longer be there." It has value."

"Are you admitting that you are afraid?" Mu Yu said without any fear and a bit of playfulness, which made the whole person come alive. "Afraid that I can't go to the end with you, afraid that I can't. I want to end it with you openly, and I am so afraid that I am planning to kill me first."

She said the cruelest words to him word by word: "Snape betrayed you, madman," and held on tightly with her other hand. Holding the wand he had already drawn, "But I will always be there. So far, nothing can kill me, and nothing has the power to make me weak. More people will step into the pasture guarded by the gods, until That day is coming. You are not allowed to break into my world and leave without warning, Tom Riddle. "

Anger and violence melted into the cold air again, and were deconstructed into overwhelming desire. Only in this way can he be sure that Mu Yu is under control, he has never thought of leaving, and will never leave.

Whether it's a test before school starts or on Halloween, it's enough for him.

They inevitably hugged each other because of this, and Mu Yu took the trouble to correct his stiff and unfamiliar hugging posture. In the embrace, in repeating the same mistakes again and again, she seemed to be decaying, dilapidated, and addicted to destruction along with him.

The lights in the distance flickered, trembling and rising in her eyes, turning into a bright fire.

He seemed to have finally made a difficult decision.

It was this gap that allowed Mu Yu to seize the opportunity, and their positions instantly changed.

The bright and extinguishing fire fell and burned in those red eyes.

"Don't leave me." From the moment he said these words, Tom Riddle realized that he had compromised again. He whispered on her shoulder, and his fingertips traced her hot cheek over and over again.

The corner of Mu Yu's lips raised slightly, and he tilted his head slightly to look at the road the two of them came from: "I have said a long time ago that we are the same on this road, and I will accompany you to the end of the road, madman. , there will be no betrayal, and no deception. But the premise is...you must accompany me."

He suddenly thought of the tears on the hill. The bitter tears were her last conscience and more like a farewell to the light.

She said that the void was too cold and too dark, but she walked in it so firmly and without hesitation.

"I will stay with you."

Tom Riddle told many elaborate lies in his life, and used lies to weave fatal traps.

This sentence is one of his few truths.

He was always like this, eager and dangerous, but Mu Yu was completely calm and unhurried, just like a child playing a game one after another.

Tom Riddle was not willing to be played by her tricks and wanted to regain control of the game, but was kicked by Mu Yu with his knees bent.

"You haven't thought about my problem yet, madman. Who am I?" Mu Yu pulled him closer regardless of his feelings and touched his face gently, "Jiuzhou has always done a good job. Do you think they What are you doing now?"

In the distance, there was a drunkard in Hogsmeade reciting a tuneless poem loudly. Fragments of short sentences and dead branches were passed down layer by layer and disappeared into the woods.

"From pride, and vainer ties dissever, (The shackles of self-esteem cannot be freed from the desire of vanity)

And give herself to me for ever. (Give yourself forever to me)

The two were silent in a strange posture, but let the echo echo in the forest It echoes over and over again,

“It’s nothing more than rooting for faith. "

It was he who broke the silence.

The snow had stopped. A ray of miserable moonlight seeped out from the clouds.

On the other side of the continent, a ray of morning sun had just burst out from the horizon. Shen Yi stood in front of the stage, with the darkness below. The crowd was agitated.

Although the movement was quick, people's hearts were not necessarily unified. This was Shen Yi's first public speech to everyone.

The people in the inner circle were the first to follow him, and they were also the most loyal. Believers". And on the periphery are those who are about to join. There are many things they don't know yet, but they will soon.

"My dearest friends, I know you have been going through a lot lately. During this period, we have seen too much suffering and witnessed the sorrow caused by mediocrity. I feel every bit of your pain and every bit of unwillingness. I've always been amazed at how endured we are..."

The crying has been continuous since the first sob. There are countless dementors hidden in the thick fog.

Madness is gradually blooming on the dance floor in the castle. Find a suitable dance partner The people were dancing wantonly, the wandering and lonely souls felt lost, and the fireflies flew stubbornly towards the end of the needle and thread in the severe cold, burning into warm ashes in the cold void.

"...You have abandoned the gods, but the gods have never abandoned you, and are even willing to give you the power to protect your families. As long as you join us, we will step into the pasture of the gods and create a new world."

"I don't need to use any force. No matter how many methods he uses, his faith is enough to make him pay the price." Mu Yu finally let go of him and stretched out his hand, "Tom, go home."

"I can't guarantee everyone's life. What I can guarantee is joining. Every partner can use such a weapon." A weapon was placed in front of the table, and a wisp of flame rose from his hand and fell out of thin air. "Everyone can get such an ability. Join in and you will. Get strength; join, you will become the pioneer of the new era; join, fight for your freedom, and gain peace for your family. From now on, the supernatural code is no longer in the hands of the powerful, and everyone is equal in the face of power. "

They walked side by side in the vast snow, whether it was a trick or a conspiracy, there was no need to mention it again.

Behind are the arrogant forest and the irreversible night, and in the distance, in the rising sun, the shouts and shouts are getting louder and louder. The question has never been about cheering and worship, but who is the object of cheering and worship.

The boys and girls in the castle were still immersed in the music of the dance. The most disturbing thing this night is nothing but the confusion and impulse of youth. But fate and history never stand still. They rumble forward all the way, crushing everything, whether beautiful, ugly, good or evil, into dust.

Just as the midnight bell struck, there was a violent explosion caused by the phantom transfer in the principal's room. Dobby appeared tremblingly in the principal's room and faced Dumbledore's peaceful eyes: "Sir, sir, you, you Can't believe what Norway is hiding. It must, must be destroyed."