Chapter 43 Subtlety

Percy's eyes wandered among the people, as if he had encountered such a situation for the first time.

"Five points from Gryffindor and Slytherin each," he cleared his throat, "I will write it in the report."

Theodore Nott came from behind and stood next to Mu Yu at some point, asking her to What was surprising was that Nott, who had never been very troubled, actually said to Percy in a strange tone: "As you wish, prefect."

The obvious ridicule made Percy very angry, and he had a livid face. He snorted before fluffing his sleeves and leaving. As class approached, the spectators dispersed, and a crowd of people swarmed towards the Charms classroom.

Mu Yu looked at the end of the corridor again, and the figure disappeared.

Malfoy, who finally recovered, took advantage of the last moment before class to block Theodore Nott at the door of the classroom. His pale face was full of sneers: "Nott, where are you from?"

Theodore Donault raised his eyebrows and glanced at the three of them: "I only know that we are all in the same college. You didn't listen to what first-year senior Gemma said at all, Draco."

His contemptuous eyes were irritating. When Draco Malfoy arrived, he couldn't think of any appropriate words to retort, so he had to warn him fiercely: "When I go back and tell my father, you just wait for him to relay it to Mr. Nott..." He leaned in close to Theo. Donault said in a voice that only two people could hear, "Mr. Nott, if he knew you were with a filthy half-blood..."

Theodore Nott pushed Goyle away from Malfoy and passed by. At that time, he also whispered softly: "Say this kind of thing in front of her if you can, Draco. Even if you dare to publicize it to other people, I will admire you."

Professor Flitwick walked into the classroom, no matter what Malfoy did not dare to make any small move in front of the professor. He glared at Theodore Nott bitterly before leading Crabbe and Goyle to the other side of the classroom.

Mu Yu saw all the arguments between the few people. She shook her head and opened the heavy book to continue studying the spell that could be said to have made no progress.

It was just a boring fight between children, and she had no time to spend time thinking about it.

When she thought about it, she didn't realize that she was still a child.

When she saw Theodore Nott approaching, Daphne immediately sat further away, making a space next to Mu Yu that could accommodate one person.

"Thank you." Theodore Nott also sat down without any hesitation.

The girl's natural sensitivity to gossip made Daphne keep peeking at the two of them. To be precise, her attention was focused more on Theodore Nott. Seeing that Mu Yu had no reaction to this, she sighed softly and looked at Theodore with great sympathy: "You really know how to torture yourself."

She had never seen Mu Yu show normal curiosity about boys.

The practice of magic class no longer posed any obstacle to Mu Yu. She almost effortlessly cut the iron box on the table into two halves. The only thing that bothered her was that crucial spell, and...

She gently touched the notebook full of notes, of which at least ten pages were filled with various symbols.

As long as the formation involves the soul, no one is simple.

I drew a few more strokes on the parchment, but my thoughts got stuck again. She twirled her quill, put aside this spell for the time being, and turned to study another one. Ever since her experience in Godric's Hollow on Christmas Day, she had been very interested in ways of movement other than teleportation talismans. .

She was interested in too many spells.

Theodore Nott and Daphne were still struggling with the impregnable iron box. Theodore Nott's Potions knowledge far exceeded the level of senior students, but he was very bad at spells.

In other words, he seemed to have a natural resistance to the curse.

With a bang, sparks flew out of his iron box as he continued to withstand the spell. The sparks splashed on the edge of Mu Yu's notebook and were immediately bounced away by her.

It was as if it was just a wisp of dust blown away.

"Sorry." Theodore Nott showed no embarrassment at all, but apologized politely.

"It's okay." Mu Yu glanced at the iron box that had been beaten into disgrace. "Lift your wrist a little, and emphasize the last syllable a little more. You were already fast."

Theodore Nott lowered his wand and looked . Reading her delicate notes: "You have already started to learn how to phantom shift."

It sounded like he was a little disappointed, although it was hard for Mu Yu to understand what there was to lose.

"I'm just curious about theoretical knowledge. Apparition is not allowed in Hogwarts. You also know that only adult wizards can learn it and it is legal after being certified by the Ministry of Magic. The theories seem simple."

Of course she would not tell the truth.

Whether it was self-deprecation or something else, Theodore Nott seemed to have given up cutting his iron box completely: "I only like theories."

"Diffendo." He recited the incantation to the box for the last time, this time more than any other. It’s heavy every time.

The box slowly opened a gap in the middle and finally split into two halves.

Mu Yu originally wanted to give a few compliments, but Theodore Nott no longer wanted to continue the topic. He kept thinking about the two iron blocks as if he was bored.

She almost didn't recognize Theodore Nott after being out for two months.

They weren't very familiar with each other.

"Where did you go after Christmas? You missed a lot of wonderful things in the past two months." He asked very casually, as if it was just a casual chat between classes.

But his eyes never left Mu Yu.

"Go home," Mu Yu responded briefly. It was extremely difficult for her to say this word, let alone continue to go deeper. "What's so exciting? It's just Potter."

A class is too short, short A conversation that had just begun was about to end, short enough to choke all of Theodore Nott's unfinished words in his throat.

He had no reason to stick around her, even though there were countless ways he could restart the conversation.

But none of them were what he expected.

He could only watch as Mu Yu politely said goodbye to him, then hurriedly disappeared into the corridor along with the crowd.

But Mu Yu knew nothing about all his thoughts.

Whether it's the dark corridors that repeatedly wind in her dreams, or the longing that surges in her heart, everything is enough to take her far away from the colorful life.

The chaos caused by the dwarves Lockhart unleashed on the castle lasted only one day. Although it was chaotic, it did lift a bit of the haze in the castle. Many people no longer have the gloom and gloom of the Christmas period on their faces.

Mu Yu was about to turn off the lights. She was really sleepy, and Tom Riddle stood beside the bed like a ghost.

His whereabouts are becoming more and more erratic, and he seems to be planning more things besides absorbing Ginny's life force.

She lay on the bed and stared at the silver-green ceiling in silence.

"Stay away from Theodore Nott."

Tom Riddle floated to the window, and a giant squid swam past the window. Mu Yu turned over and looked at his back.

Unspeakable weirdness lingered in her mind, and she thought repeatedly about what was worthy of his attention in Theodore Nott, or what trap he wanted to weave.

Whether it was a conspiracy or a trap, Theodore Nott always looked like an outsider.

For the first time, she felt that his thoughts were so elusive.

"Hunchbacked Old Nott...my old friend," his voice unconsciously became high-pitched and sharp when he mentioned his old ministry. "A mediocre guy with little use. He cried bitterly to the Ministry of Magic and said that he had succeeded in seizing souls." Curse..."

Betrayal always makes him particularly irritable: "He forgot how humbly he knelt at my feet decades ago, begging me to give him great power and restore the glory of pure blood. Coward, traitor, Trash, it's hard to imagine how much improvement his son can make..."

The atmosphere became increasingly weird. Mu Yu could easily understand his anger at betrayal, and she could always patiently listen to all his unwillingness and violence.

But apart from anger, she was sensitively aware of another, more unfamiliar emotion, which was more violent than anger and more difficult to control than violence.

She hates new things that are out of her control.

"Tom," she interrupted him gently, her tone as soft as smoke was not only slowly calming his anger, but also trying to drive away the unfamiliar layer of emotions that were about to get out of control, "They will always pay the price and lose all their ideals. , all faiths are sacrificed to God, and they are not worthy of your anger."

She yawned, unable to resist the sleepiness anymore, but she had to force herself to think rationally in front of him: "You are here not only. It was to mock Nott and his father."

The last light in the room went out, leaving only the green light of the black lake swaying on the wall.

He was also ruthlessly reminded that he had once again lost restraint in front of Mu Yu. The concept of time has been infinitely stretched over and over again, until every day, every minute, and every second is distorted, clamoring to turn this erratic cloud into the flower blooming in the abyss as soon as possible. Hold it firmly in the palm of your hand.

It seems like he won't be able to wait until the end of the semester.

This girl always disrupts all his plans.

"Of course not. I have shown Harry Potter the memory from fifty years ago, and he will think it is the secret room opened by that idiot Hagrid. I am inducing him step by step, as long as I find an opportunity to attack his mud... "It seems that only talking about interests and so-called cooperation can help him regain his composure. The word was on his lips, but he suddenly changed his direction, "That friend from a Muggle family..."

"How long will it take to do it?"

"At the end of the semester. When their defenses are the most relaxed."

Mu Yu tapped his fingers again and again . Putting on the mattress: ""I will help Professor Sprout take care of the mandrake and meat mushrooms, speed up the progress of the antidote, and they will be more relaxed. "

"I wish you success. "She closed her eyes and sounded very insincere.

There was a gaze that was always watching her, unwilling to let go of any detail: "Will you go? Will you keep your promise?" He resumed his usual, With a bewitching tone, as gentle as the hissing of a poisonous snake, he said, "As promised, let's do it together. "

Mu Yu stopped his little movements.

Her response took so long that he thought she fell asleep.

"I will, madman," she seemed to curl her lips, "You also said, forever . ”

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