Chapter 5 The common room of Tom

Slytherin House is a long, narrow, low dungeon, with a round green-lit lamp tied to a chain and hanging from the ceiling. There are carved chairs here for students to rest, and some skulls as decorations. Part of the dungeon extends to the bottom of the lake, giving the room a green tint. The walls and ceiling were made of rough stone, and a fire burned under an intricately carved mantel. Still, the common room seemed dark and cold.

The prefect of Slytherin House is Gemma Foley. She is a tall girl with short silver-grey hair, and she looks a little arrogant to a group of freshmen who have just entered school.

She didn't say much to them: "Outsiders have many misunderstandings about Slytherin, but I hope that since you have entered Slytherin, you will forget those rumors as soon as possible. You will soon discover that we are just like the snake, the symbol of the academy. , sleek, powerful, and often misunderstood, we are also more united than any other house. Our headmaster is Professor Severus Snape, who you will meet in Potions class. The password for the lounge changes every two weeks, please. Don't reveal the password to anyone. Okay, the boys' dormitory is on the left, the girls' dormitory is on the right, good night."

Even though they were very tired, many people were still excited when they heard Gemma talking about the college's logo.

Everyone was very tired and dispersed one by one after Gemma finished speaking. Mu Yu was about to go upstairs, but Gemma stopped her: "Yu"

Mu Yu turned around and said, "Senior Gemma, are you okay?"

Gemma looked at her for a long time, as if there was something worth studying: "Dumbledore The professor has a message for you. Go to the principal's office next Wednesday after dinner. The password is "explode jelly beans"

because of the Patronus Charm.

However, she didn't want to think about this at all now, she was really tired.

After thanking Gemma, she was about to go upstairs. Unexpectedly, Gemma suddenly said behind her: "I'm not surprised at all that you entered Hogwarts."

Mu Yu looked at her in confusion. Under the suspicious gaze, she She caressed a strand of hair by her ear calmly: "My aunt ran away with a Muggle for love and has no contact with the family since then. Grandpa was very angry, but he kept paying attention to her secretly." She glanced at Mu Yu with a half-smile. At a glance, "The Muggle abandoned her as soon as he knew she was a wizard, leaving her to give birth to a child alone. That child is also my cousin, and is said to be named Olivia."

This kind of thing is logically for a pure-blood family. It's considered a scandal, but it's a bit strange to share a family scandal with someone you've just met.

Gemma Foley now made no secret of her curiosity. Her eyes looked at Mu Yu carefully like a searchlight: "My cousin is indeed very like my great aunt in some aspects."

Hearthfire After a small beat, Gemma Foley turned around and walked up the stairs leading to the dormitory. She said: "You have to remember firmly that in front of everyone in Slytherin, you are from the Mu family in Jiuzhou. An ancient pure-blood family."

She emphasized the words "ancient pure-blood family" and then left her behind and went upstairs.

The common room in the cellar was already cold, and the stove was feebly burning the last bits of wood. Mu Yu felt as if he had been thrown into the cold lake outside the window.

Grandpa's hesitation on Mingyuan Mountain, Ollivander's muttering in the wand shop, and Gemma Foley's deliberate exhortations all pointed to a fact that she was unwilling to accept.

Grandpa did lie to her about her parents.

But she forced herself not to think too much.

They are all deceased. No matter how much she struggles, she no longer has a father or mother.

Walking upstairs, as Dumbledore said, she got a single dormitory. In the middle is a huge four-poster bed with green silk curtains, the sheets are embroidered with silver thread, and a silver chandelier hangs from the ceiling. A carved antique shelf and bookcase occupy most of the remaining space. A desk faces the floor-to-ceiling windows in the room, with green lake water surging outside the windows.

Mu Yu put all the books he had brought from home into categories on the bookcase. While sorting them, a piece of worn and yellowed paper accidentally fell to the ground. She picked it up and took a casual look at it. It was covered with incomprehensible symbols. She casually pulled it out and placed it on the top of the bookshelf.

With so many mysteries and conjectures that were very likely to come true, Mu Yu originally thought she was destined to have insomnia tonight, but unexpectedly she fell asleep faster than ever amidst the sound of the lake water lapping at the window.

The sky seems to be always dark, and the torrential rain seems to never end.

The small room was empty, and Mu Yu had the opportunity to look around for the first time.

A narrow single bed with a huge wardrobe next to it. Mu Yu looked down from the only window in the room. Under the window was a street, with pedestrians constantly passing through the rain.

This scene is too real.

She tentatively put her hand on the old wooden table, but what she touched was real wood.

At this moment, the door was violently pushed open with a bang, and a woman pulled the little boy Mu Yu had seen into the room.

Mu Yu wanted to avoid it, but found that the woman seemed completely unaware of her existence.

The boy's mouth raised a little when he saw her.

The woman rubbed her brows and seemed to have a severe headache: "The Joseph family insisted on asking other children about you, and then they refused to adopt you. Tom, why can't you be more careful and get along well with your companions. Do you want to be admitted to a mental hospital in the future? People hit their noses with a soldering iron every day."

She was still rambled on: "If something weird happens again, and you get inexplicably involved with other children again..."

The boy no longer had the patience to listen anymore, and he said expressionlessly He said to the woman: "Then I said I didn't do those things."

His unrepentant attitude seemed to anger the woman, and she trembled with anger: "May God forgive you, Tom."

After she said this As if he was taboo about something, he almost ran out of the room, and the door was slammed shut.

Mu Yu didn't have any trouble from beginning to end. Before he could speak, he calmly said, "She's still doing it for your own good."

Tom looked at her like he was looking at a monster, or an ant. He sat on the only single bed with disdain on his face.

Mu Yu didn't care what he thought. She looked at the mottled iron door and chuckled: "He is also a fool. May God forgive him...the only thing he can say is..."

She stopped suddenly and stopped talking.

Only then did Tom's dead and cold eyes regain a little light: "I seem to have seen you many times."

"913 times," Mu Yu said very softly, "Have you forgotten? You said there is a man who comes to burn your wardrobe every day. I told you that you should go to a magic academy, but you are stuck there, and the cycle continues every day. You asked me to help you. "

I'm afraid this is not as simple as a lonely soul's fantasy world. The emergence of this place should be closely related to this boy.

The woman just now was a living person, but the boy named Tom was very strange. He seemed to be somewhere between a wandering ghost and a living person.

"Do you remember today's date? Wu's Orphanage...what day of the week is it?"

"1937, March 1, Saturday."

Mu Yu blinked. She had a vague guess, but there were still too many unknowns. s things. She squatted down so that she could look at the boy sitting on the bed at eye level: "I'm not afraid of your ability, because I also have the same ability."

She spread her hands, and a flower from the other side blossomed quietly in her hands, with its slender red petals swaying and stretching.

All spells can be used freely without any hindrance.

This is not a void space, she is not in a fugue state, she has indeed come to a real space, a long time in the past.

Tom hesitated for a moment and gently touched the petals: "Go on," he commanded coldly, "What you just said."

Mu Yu didn't obey his order at the first time, so she just looked at him silently.

As if aware of the silent confrontation in the room, the rain fell harder and harder, crackling at the almost shaky windows.

Mu Yu closed her eyes amidst the heavy sound of rain. She spoke extremely slowly, as if every word took a lot of effort: "Only a weak person would say such words. And the only thing you need to understand is, Only if she is doing it for your own good, can you pretend to follow her wishes and make things more interesting. "

"Please, let me go, let me go, I won't dare anymore."

The shrill screams tumbled in the muddy memories, breaking into curses in the rain of distant London.

"Mu Yu, you devil! You will go to hell, you will die a bad death."

When she finally dispelled these memories, she only saw the inquiry in the boy's eyes.

He was excited, excited that he was about to dig out someone's secrets.

"What kind of flower is this?"

He touched the delicate and stretched petals again.

Mu Yu gave the flower to him, which he did not expect at all. He wanted to stuff it back, but Mu Yu stood up and looked at the continuous rain: "Lycoris radiata, here it is for you."

He wanted to throw it away, but this idea was discarded when he looked at the girl who suddenly appeared in his world.

She didn't seem to care or care at all.

The coquettish petals stretched out layer by layer in his hands: "This is the first time someone has given me something. They are all afraid of me, they are afraid of my abilities, and they hate my existence. I know it all."

The bustling traffic of London in the old days kept ringing in my ears . , taking Mu Yu back to another time.

Those dark memories that were deeply hidden by her, the countless ridicule and isolation she faced as soon as she entered school, and she was called a freak when she was not good at hiding her abilities... She had too many nicknames, So many that I can’t remember them all.

"Xiao Yu, don't use your abilities in front of ordinary people until you can't completely control the power of understanding. At this stage, you just need to learn how to tolerate and accept differences."

At that time, she didn't understand her grandfather's advice before she entered school. Since her grandfather wanted her to do this, Just do it, she did it.

I don’t understand even more now.

"It's a good thing that they are afraid of you." Her voice was as ethereal as a cloud: "They will never be able to obtain our abilities, and they cannot imagine our power. They can only hate our talents like rats in the gutter. One day, when we grow up, they will no longer be able to hate us, because our existence only brings them trembling."

Everything suddenly faded away like the tide, and at the last moment, Mu Yu only saw those pairs. Eyes, she had been suffocated by such a pair of eyes countless times before.

Mu Yu woke up from the huge four-poster bed, and time seemed to have stopped in the basement. Everything I met before is still vivid in my mind, but I can't remember her last words.

Mu Yu was late when heading to the first class. The steps of Hogwarts may have been meant to tease her. From the moment Mu Yu stepped on the first step, the stairs kept changing. The Charms class was supposed to be in the east tower, but she still came to a tower, but she didn't see the Charms classroom.

She is lost.

She wandered down the long corridor, which was crowded with students at the height of class.

Most people wore Gryffindor or Ravenclaw nameplates, and the Slytherin nameplate she wore on her chest was particularly eye-catching. Many people looked at her curiously, but no one spoke to her. She didn't want to ask anyone either.

After passing through the long and narrow corridor, Mu Yu came to the overpass. The weather is exceptionally good today. White clouds hang low under the blue sky, and the autumn sunshine casts a brilliance on the castle spire. The light spots jump and spread out, leaping into the grass and into the sparkling lake in the distance.

She leaned against the wall, not wanting to go to class for a moment. Even skipping the first class of school is not a good sign.

"Why don't you go to class?"

came a cold voice.

She turned around and saw a woman standing in the shadows of the corridor.

The woman has a slender figure, waist-length hair, and a floor-length robe.

An elegant and beautiful woman. She raised her chin slightly, and her eyebrows showed a certain aloofness. She is floating in mid-air.

A ghost.

Mu Yu had seen her from a distance at the opening dinner, when she was standing alone at the Ravenclaw table.

The ghost of Ravenclaw.

"I'm lost." She answered sincerely, not at all anxious because she was lost and couldn't find the classroom.

The ghost of Ravenclaw walked through the long corridor to the catwalk. The sunlight dyed her translucent body into a pearly milky white color.

Mu Yu squinted her eyes, could a ghost stay in the sun?

This ghost was floating in the air, with that beautiful face pressed against hers, sending waves of chill to her bones.

She raised her hand as if to touch Mu Yu, but quickly took it back.

"Being close to you can make me feel more comfortable in the sun for a short time." Her voice was still cold, "When you were standing there just now, I almost recognized you as another person."

Mu Yu keenly captured the meaning in her words. Information, she always felt that the ghost looked at her with meaningful eyes. It's definitely not as simple as misidentifying the person.

"Really?" She put on her always gentle smile, "It's so similar."

"Going through this corridor, there is a portrait at the end of the corridor, and there is a very kind lady in it. Tell her you are lost, and she will Open the passage to the east tower for you." The ghost did not answer.

She was not too entangled in this, and thanked her gently and politely: "Thank you, this...how should I call you?"

The ghost drifted towards the deep corridor. The long skirt gradually disappeared in the shadow: "Helena."

When she disappeared around the corner, Helena said softly: "Actually, you guys look nothing alike."