Chapter 31 Tower
All the scenes in the tower in Chapter 31
collapsed when those eyes closed. Mu Yu came to his senses, and Olivia's shadow was still standing under the Whomping Willow, looking at her tenderly. Mu Yu burst into tears at some point, but she always had a smile on her face, the brightest smile.
"I am nothing." All family affection and all concern are fake.
Mu Yu looked at the shadow: "Why did you give birth to me in the first place?"
"You are a life. Every life is qualified to be born. I only hope that you can live this life safely and happily. But I am not qualified either. I impose upon you the peace and joy of my understanding. So I bury this memory here, preserving the truth as I know it. If you want to forget it, just say the spell of forgetfulness and your memory will be forgotten. Modify, Olivia will always be your mother, Mu Yi, no matter what he did, he will still be your father."
"He's not dead, right?" Mu Yu said softly, "Jade is still there, and people are still here. The dead will die. We wear the molecular jade and the mother jade together, and the mother jade can recall the child jade at any time. "
Olivia still looked at her with an unchanged expression. This is just a shadow cast from the past.
What's the point of knowing or not knowing.
Mu Yu gently wiped her tears with her sleeves, and she circled around Olivia's shadow over and over again.
"You're so pathetic."
Mu Yu repeated it again and again in retaliation. She was preparing the meanest tone: "You're so pathetic. To him, you are just a comfort when he is lonely, but you want to make him yours." World. You still think that he stole the treasures from the house for your life. Why don't you think carefully about whether he can resist the temptation of eternal life? "
"I won't go to you. Lu, absolutely not."
The shadow still stood there and looked at her patiently.
It's just a projection. How can she expect that a shadow will have feelings
? "I will not forget. I will remember every detail. I will wait for Mu Yi to come and take my heart. I want to see mine even more." The heart can finally resurrect something."
Olivia's shadow sighed softly: "As you wish."
She turned into a halo of stars and dissipated.
Olivia's last traces in this world also disappeared. She briefly walked through this time for twenty years without leaving a trace.
Mu Yu sat on the high tower and rehearsed the trajectory of the Patronus Charm with his wand over and over again. She didn't know why she ran to the tower. Maybe a high place is conducive to her thinking, maybe only sitting on a high place and looking down at everything can give her a sense of security. Releasing the patron saint requires the happiest memory. If her life is nothingness, there will be no happiness at all.
Grandpa told her to pursue her own path when she was very young. When did she start to change? It
was when she fell on the plum blossom pile and got bruised and swollen again and again. When grandpa patiently gave her medicine, it was when grandpa took her by the hand. When he was leading her to draw complicated talisman paper, it was when her grandfather led her through the streets and alleys paved with bluestones, and when he led her through the lush greenery of Mingyuan Mountain.
From then on, grandpa became more and more lax towards her, hinting to her again and again that the so-called Tao was nothing but peace and joy.
"Expecto Patronum."
She could never escape from that deep and dark corridor, and she could never catch the glow of light on the top of Mingyuan Mountain when she was five years old.
"Freak, no one will play with you!"
"Freak, get away!"
"Expecto Patronum."
"Mu... Mu, Yu, you, don't come over, please, I don't want to be like Mu Jia Same..."
"Xiaoyu, the thing I regret most is sending you to Xianghai Elementary School." "I understand you." "There's nothing wrong with playing with them." "What do you want to be?" "Play it for me
.
Let's play a song."
The girl sat on the railing, holding onto the railing with one hand and waving her wand in the air. The wind howled from the tower. Her thin figure looked even more shaky.
Tom Riddle stood behind her, his body becoming more solid day by day. He watched Mu Yu rehearse the Patronus Charm that he thought was extremely useless over and over again. He invaded Mu Yu's thoughts. Mu Yu's brain was as fragile as paper tonight. He could enter her brain unscrupulously and dig out her secrets. memory. Invading the brains of his prey is what he enjoys most.
However, his pleasure was shattered by Mu Yu.
He saw many things, including darkness and sin that made him indulge in enjoyment, but there were also those dirty, humble, and useless things that Dumbledore had always advocated. What's it called? It's love.
Dumbledore's magic weapon, love.
The intertwining of love and sin, darkness and light somehow deeply burned Tom Riddle's soul. Just looking at the shaky figure sitting on the tower, he could feel the burning from the depths of his soul. Yes, cautery. A wisp of fire, a fire more dangerous than Li Huo, sprouted in the depths of his soul and spread to his limbs and bones with lightning speed.
She never looked back. She never looks back.
"You have seen all the memories," she said, as if she was about to be blown away by the strong wind at any time, "I am nothing."
It was rare for him to listen quietly to someone's words.
"The story from last time is not over yet, Tom." Mu Yu gave up chanting the spell and kept turning the wand in his hand. "You only saw the fate of the girl, not the boys."
"You .
You know, I'm happy to listen."
She seemed to have thought of something funny, and she laughed. The clear laughter mixed with the biting wind was more like a life-threatening ghost: "I transferred them to the teaching building, right there. In front of the bathroom mirror, she lured them to use a knife to cut off the flesh piece by piece.
She described the horrific and cruel scene as if it were a grand art: "Each piece should be as thin as a cicada wing, crystal clear, and beautiful." No matter how many times they were cut, they were discovered when they were thirty or forty. What a pity."
The people behind them were silent.
Confusion is like a thick fog rising in the dark night, which can fill the world in a short time.
"At first I tried to be kind and try not to use my powers, but it was of no use at all. Until I discovered that power can destroy their will, but destroying them seems a bit unfun, and it becomes even more boring after a long time."
"Love is the most useless thing. "
Mu Yu stopped laughing and looked at the jade pendant in her hand: "After that incident, I realized that controlling will is more interesting than destroying it. I like to control their will and watch their hopeless struggle. , The struggle is the most beautiful part, otherwise everything would be as boring and childish as playing with a doll."
Rarely, she did not hide her pleasure in power.
"The only bad thing is that that kind of fun drives me farther and farther away from home," her voice gradually softened, "I know what you are going to say, Tom. But I only have one home."
"But you "I miss that person already in the grave," he revealed all the truth coldly and ruthlessly, "Death is death, and there is no way he can come back."
The anger and sadness that a normal person should have seemed to have been stripped away from her.
That thing came out of the pipe.
There is no need to feel the vigorous killing intent.
She moved, as if preparing to turn her head.
"Tom, take me away."
The biting cold wind brought the girl's soft words. She was pleading with him. This was her first plea to him.
Many people had begged him, including enemies, subordinates, and even the so-called innocents in Dumbledore's words. They had all knelt at his feet, begging him tremblingly to let them go. Even Harry Potter's mother, the woman who had always been brave, begged him at the last moment of her life.
"Please, have mercy and let Harry go..."
He controlled their life and death, and what they were asking for was immunity from death.
What was Mu Yu begging for?
"Tom, take me away." She repeated it again.
The cold wind blurred his voice: "Go to the void that connects death?"
Silence. For a moment there was only the roar of the wind, and perhaps the crawling winding passage in the pipe.
"Expecto Patronum."
This spell was as light as a sigh. A king cobra gracefully swam out from the top of the wand, head held high, and swam into the boundless night.
"Yes." The answer was softer than a spell.
She sat there admiring the king cobra swimming in the dark night sky, and was also waiting for another venomous snake to ambush.
The biting blood flowed through the pipes again.
Mu Yu turned around and jumped off the railing. He couldn't wait for her to look back even once. When she was about to look back, she had already hung up all her disguises again.
"I know what you are here to do tonight." Mu Yu said the cruelest truth in the gentlest tone, "You can't kill me."
"You are too sure."
"You can't rely on me . It's that snake. The mixture of mandrake and basiliscus is not only the most powerful recovery medicine, but also can prevent people from dying when they see the eyes of the basilisk. I checked the book about the basilisk in the forbidden book area and thought about it. It was the effect of mandrake and meat mushroom."
Mu Yu walked closer to him, and he smelled the faint scent of sandalwood again.
"Let's make a deal," she said flatly.
"What can you give me?"
"An immortal body, a wider land, and a wonderful chess game. Mortals cleanse their bloodlines, and gods define fate. You must not be willing to be a vulgar mortal."
He was looking at her, That faint wisp of sandalwood somehow always made him lose part of his mind. Mu Yu's long hair was flying in the strong wind, and she leaned in front of the railing without any shelter and waited patiently for his answer. He suddenly thought of the other side flower she gave him when they first met. The rumored flower blooms in the abyss.
He didn't answer her question directly, he wouldn't foolishly ask her what she wanted. Tom Riddle had always known Mu Yu's hidden desire in her heart, the emotion that she had forcibly suppressed.
Mortals cleanse their bloodlines, and gods define their destiny, like a pair of hands that invisibly disperses the thick fog surrounding them. He hated half of the blood flowing in his body, hated the other half for being weak, and hated his own fate.
So he thought about destruction, about letting fear and power override fate.
Some people follow him and dedicate everything to his power, while some people resist him and use ignorant love to fight against power.
No one had ever told him that the real God should determine everyone's destiny and control everyone's ideals.
"Grindelwald is an idiot."
Mu Yu gave a faint smile. She neither agreed nor refuted: "Want to go to the Void of Death to see the insects breeding and fighting in the wool ball? How the firefly dances between the needles and threads until it burns to ashes.
"Only I can be eternal.
Tom, you always know that we are on the same path. " That is to play a game with the world, a chess game, a game called weaving ideals, a chess game that subverts the order, and then the game between you and me. The answer to the question last Christmas is yours. Try to find it."
As if she didn't think it was strong enough, she raised her eyes and looked straight into those eyes full of bewitchment and deception, and calmly carried out her own induction: "Hidden in the Mu family under Gringotts. There are mountains and sheets of gold, no need for torches to make the treasury sparkle; the Yuquan produced in Kunlun, the legendary living water deep in Shennongjia, various ginsengs dating back thousands of years, the snow lotus growing on the top of Changbai Mountain, which grows longer than The Yin Spirit Wood in the extremely Yin land is the accumulation of thousands of years of family accumulation, and will also become our starting point." The viciousness, thinking and ambition flashing in those eyes greatly pleased her, and her gentle tone followed. The ups and downs of her ambitions, "You will go further than anyone else on the road to eternal life. In the exploration of power, you will step into areas that no one has ever walked before."
She stretched out her hand: "To set foot on this road , walking into this territory that has not been set foot in history books, you can only trust me now, you have no choice."
Anyone at this moment would laugh at her arrogance and comedy, and attribute it to the ambition of a young man who does not know the heights of the world. But Mu Yu knew that Riddle wouldn't.
It's so rare to meet such a person, she hasn't had enough fun yet, and she doesn't want to let go easily.
He took Mu Yu's hand. He knew that Mu Yu's hands must be cold, and she had always given him nothing but coldness. He longed for a real body of flesh and blood more than ever so that he could truly touch the coldness of her fingertips.
Stupid and ridiculous idea.
He has always drawn the blueprint for people, and he understands the desires of human nature. But for the first time, someone had taken a firm hold of his desire. Weaving an ideal game and subverting the order of chess is more attractive than pure-blood supremacy, and makes him even more fanatical.
"You want another world to surface completely, and you want to use your supreme power to take revenge on some people."
"More than that. Revenge is not as important as fun. Becoming the supreme god, giving life and death at will, is the ultimate fun."
Mu Yu's long hair was flying in the howling wind. He witnessed step by step her abandonment of ridiculous kindness and useless light, and there was a lot of encouragement from him. The flower of the other shore really bloomed in hell, and it was more stunning than he imagined, and more dangerous than he expected.
It was this surprise and this danger that tempted him to fold it down and take it deeper into hell, otherwise the flower would turn into smoke and dust at his feet like other ants.
His illusory fingers passed through her cheek, with a little confusion and contempt: "Cry if you want to."
The crying children in the orphanage used to make him particularly irritated, but he was even more tired of Mu Yu's concern for him. camouflage.
Mu Yu brushed his hand away, took a step back and leaned on the cold railing. Although there were tears on her face, she held her head high and said stubbornly: "I won't."
Tom Riddle looked at her for a long time. She didn't dwell on it: "Deal."
Mu Yu rubbed the space ring in her hand. There was nothing in it tonight.