Chapter 21 Firefly

Tom Marvolo Riddle.

Mu Yu stroked the cold book, and she couldn't help but sigh at the magic of fate. Of course, she was more curious about the soul power attached to it than fate.

She had read the chapter on the soul container countless times, and now that she had carefully compared it again, she was sure of the usefulness of this diary.

"Tom." Mu Yu said softly, "We meet again."

There was no response.

Just know it.

Mu Yu opened the notebook and tapped it with her wand: "Tom."

Still no movement.

Mu Yu picked up the pen and wrote a line in her diary: "Tom, we meet again."

Her words were absorbed bit by bit, but the diary still showed no response.

Mu Yu waited patiently. She was sure that he would give her an answer.

After a long time, a word finally appeared in the diary.

"Yu."

Mu Yu said calmly to the air: "Absorb my life force, Tom, don't you know, the area that Dongfang is best at is life and soul."

The diary was silent for a long time, and finally a line of words appeared , it can be seen from the distorted writing power that he is not so calm: "Without you, I would approach that little girl. That little girl is not as smart as you. I will use her to turn Hogwarts upside down, I will Draw life and energy from her, so that I am no longer just a memory."

Mu Yu stared at the diary in front of her and narrowed her eyes slightly: "Although it is a fragment of the soul, I guess you must share it. Memory. Do you still remember what I told you last semester? "This method is against the law of heaven." She raised the heavy weapon refining outline in her hand: "It says that Western Horcruxes are so fragile that even mice can destroy them easily..." ." She curled her lips: "But I don't believe it."

Mu Yu flipped through the blank diary casually: "I don't believe that the Horcrux could be so fragile." The notebook in her hand suddenly burst into flames. Mu Yu watched the notebook burning indifferently. Until the flames went out, the notebook was not damaged at all. Mu Yu said with some sarcasm: "It's not like a mouse can chew it up. They are too arrogant, and they will suffer sooner or later."

A voice suddenly echoed in the room. Low and full of temptation: "Yu, you have hatred. You also have very strong energy. We are the same people. We can make a deal."

The soul in this diary is different from the ten-year-old Tom. Although he was still cruel and arrogant at the age of ten, he still could not temper his sharp edge or even cover up his vulnerability.

And this soul puts all the arrogance, sin, and weakness in a gentle coat, packages the poison into candy, and presents it to others in an almost humble manner.

She flipped through the pages of the diary, and even she herself didn't know what she wanted to find out from the blank pages: "You can't just display words. Tom, don't pretend to be like this with me. As for the deal..." "You are just a memory now, and your body is still nesting in the forest of Albania. What bargaining chips do you have with me?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the whole room fell silent again. He was obviously thinking. What Mu Yu lacks most is patience. Especially for Tom Riddle.

No one mentioned that promise, as if it didn't exist.

"I will make a comeback one day," he was extremely confident at this point. At the same time, Mu Yu felt an inexplicable aura coming closer to her, "But now is not the time for this deal. You still have stupid ideas in your head. And naive fantasy."

She didn't care about his sarcasm, nor did she show any curiosity about the transaction. She turned off the lights and walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor. After turning off the lights, the wilderness seemed to be deserted.

She stroked the glass, but what she was thinking about was that her grandfather had warned her twice that Albania was dangerous. The question

"Should I go this way?"

was not posed to Tom.

Because she knew he wouldn't understand.

In the glass, reflected behind her was a handsome young man. He was wearing Slytherin house robes. Compared to the eleven-year-old Tom Riddle, he was much taller and more stable. He was still an illusory reflection. This figure stood in front of the window with her: "This is your destiny."

Mu Yu turned to look at this illusory figure: "Destined" she asked, and sneered: "I never believe in anything Destiny, what destiny. My destiny must be in my own hands. "

" Ridiculous remarks." Tom Riddle looked up at the bright sky on the summer night.

"That's ridiculous. What about you? Is it your destiny to be defeated by a baby and hide in Albania?"

He clenched his fists, as if he was enduring something. He gritted his teeth: "I seem to have saved your life."

Mu Yu also looked up at the boundless starry sky: "Change the subject. You saved my life, isn't it because I can help you make a comeback and make you stronger? "?"

Tom Riddle snorted. They were silent. A meteor streaked across the sky at this moment, disappearing in an instant.

"Because of a prophecy."

Mu Yu heard a whisper.

This sentence was very fast, and Tom Riddle immediately said: "I remember you told me about the starry sky. You said that the connection between the stars is the abyss of death."

Mu Yu did not dwell on the prophecy. He would always tell her when he wanted to. She also wasn't particularly concerned about how he had been defeated by Harry Potter in the past. She followed his words: "I read a book."

Tom Riddle frowned slightly, and his hand unconsciously wanted to touch Mu Yu. Mu Yu is always so ethereal like this. He wanted to catch her, to make her stay with him for a moment, or even forever. Such thoughts are dangerous, but he can't help it.

"The world is a huge ball of wool. In the ball of wool, countless insects breed or fight. Moving among the needles and threads are the shining fireflies. Only they can shine."

"The ball of wool rolls in the endless void. Maybe when we look up at the stars, the darkness between the stars is a corner of the void. Some fireflies disappear into the void before they have time to shine, and some fireflies may have dispersed their last scorching light and roar and struggle in the void. , Maybe he is staring at us silently, but we can't know it." He continued softly.

"Have you seen it?"

"The book was on top of the pile of rubbish you gave me. That afternoon..." He seemed extremely reluctant to mention that period of time. "What do you want to be?"

Whether it is an insect or a luminous creature. The fireflies are just pawns in the game, and they will disappear in an instant. Only the endless void and the endless abyss are eternal.

He didn't know what answer he expected Mu Yu to give. But no matter what answer he gives, he will lead her to the desired outcome. He would not allow Mu Yu to take the second path.

How rare it is to have someone who can help him resurrect and basically satisfy him.

Mu Yu was silent. When he was getting a little anxious, Mu Yucai said quietly: "I have to catch the Hogwarts Express tomorrow. I don't want to be late." She went to bed silently.

The endless void transcended everything and swallowed everything, but because of the swallowing, there was nothing.

Maybe this is very interesting. Grandpa's plea kept echoing in Mu Yu's mind.

The jade pendant was held tightly in her hand, and her nose suddenly felt a little sore. She closed her eyes and silently recited the secret to her heart.

She had long known that the Heart Jue had never been of any use to her.

Mu Yu sat in an empty classroom. The sunlight reflects colorful light on the blackboard. But the scene in the classroom is not so warm. There was a person hanging on the huge ceiling fan in the classroom. Her hair was hung on the fan blades. As the ceiling fan rotated gently, half of the person's scalp had been torn open. Blood dripped down the black hair and fell on the desk under the ceiling fan. The blood flowed along the desk into the gaps in the white tiles.

Mu Yu was sitting not far away, watching the cruel scene in front of him expressionlessly.

She's not the only one here.

Tom Riddle sat on the table next to her, looking up at the figure hanging from the ceiling fan.

"Yu, is this your masterpiece? I have to admit, it's very creative."

Mu Yu didn't know why she started to dream about the things she had done before. Naturally, she was not afraid of being wronged and claiming their lives. After all, all those people were living well now, at least physically.

Mu Yu tried her best to stay calm, but in such situations it was often difficult for her to put on her disguise: "Get out of my dream."

Tom Riddle still had that charming smile on his face: "You are angry. Yu. Explore Dreams "Memory has always been my strong point. Your brain is very special. Maybe there is something protecting you, but I can't see its full picture."

He walked to the desk where Mu Yu was sitting and pulled up a chair with Mu Yu. Yu sat side by side: "Of course none of this matters. Yu, I might be a good listener. You know that, don't you?"

The teenage Riddle was much less gloomy than the eleven-year-old. He was no longer the boy who had closed himself off on a cot in a shabby orphanage. His face grew longer, making him look more handsome and upright. His dark eyes convey emotion very well. He seemed so considerate at this moment, like a gentle counselor waiting patiently to listen to people's stories.

Mu Yu suddenly smiled and walked to the desk located directly under the ceiling fan. She pinched a drop of blood with her index finger and said, "How pitiful."

Tom Riddle still acted like he was listening attentively.

"The girl hanging above is the first girl to bully me. She has disliked me since she first entered school, but I think I have never offended her. In the beginning, she first mobilized some people to isolate me. She is naturally popular. It was pretty good. It got more and more extreme later on. I had never used my powers in school, but she was always a weirdo, and she pretended that I did some weird experiments with dead mice and toads. She falsely accused me of stealing and plagiarism. Other people's homework...it's just a child's trick. What bad intentions can a child have?" Mu Yu tilted his head and looked at the hanging figure.

Tom Riddle looked very interested: "Keep talking, Yu."

"Grandpa told me that I couldn't use my abilities in school. So it escalated into some serious physical conflicts." Mu Yu's voice lowered, "She was not the only one. So, I still used my ability. At first, I just created some haunted phenomena to scare them, but then I found out..."

Before Mu Yu could finish speaking, Tom Riddle received: "Harmless punishment will only make them hate, and hatred can give people strength."

More blood flowed.

"Chopped her most beloved puppy into pieces and mixed it into her lunch, and made a fuss about it on the bathroom mirror... It was all very secretive at first. Until..."

She finally looked away from the hanging figure: "She found a few boys and asked them to play a game with me. I kept waiting for them to think of some way to destroy me, and they chose the most ridiculous one. It was so boring. I played a more fun one with them. "Game," the corners of her mouth grew wider and wider, and it was easy to see that she was really enjoying it. "You should know that I lied to Grandpa and I never gave up raising rabbits."