Chapter 52 Yong, day and night

Muyu strolls through the dusk streets of Alesund. The sunlight has stopped here. On the street, tourists who had been hanging out at the pier for a day flocked to the brightly lit bars and bars. Dots of lights flow out from the strange-shaped and artistic buildings, mixed with the never-setting sunlight, adding more vitality to this small town surrounded by water.

The hotel she stayed in was more like an exquisite residence than a hotel. From the top floor of the hotel, you can overlook the river that runs through the entire town. The hotel was quiet at this time, and everyone flocked to the nearby bars with lively entertainment.

When she walked past the front desk, she was stopped: "Ms. Mu, you have two letters." After receiving

the two letters

, she immediately glanced at the envelopes. One of them was from Greengrass, which was very normal. This hotel was originally The other address she concealed from the public is particularly intriguing.

Dumbledore. How did he know she lived here. Her hands were shaking as she took the letter and walked upstairs. Dumbledore did know that she would travel to Northern Europe before returning to Kyushu, but it was impossible for him to know where she lived in Norway. Clearly.

This wouldn't be the worst, if Dumbledore knew she had been to Albania...

The window at the end of the corridor was not closed tightly, and a cold wind accompanied by the creaking of the wood penetrated the entire empty corridor. For the first time, she discovered that summer could be so cold.

No, she concealed herself very well along the way. She first flew from the UK to Finland, stayed for three days, and then secretly mixed up her identity and entered the country quietly from Kosovo. Even with magic, it was difficult to trace her whereabouts.

She had gradually calmed down when she touched the cold doorknob.

The moment she opened the door, Nagini's head poked out of her small bag and snaked to the ground, hissing uneasily. Mu Yu knelt down and stroked Nagini's head, comforting her: "Nagini, I know you are bored, please be quiet." The

restless Nagini miraculously calmed down under the comfort. Nagini didn't resist when she gently opened Nagini's mouth to reveal its sharp fangs.

It turned out that this snake was not like this. At most, it barely attacked her under orders. From that day on it became more and more unusual.

Mu Yu didn't want to think back over and over again about Albania's figure falling silently to the ground.

She held the fangs carefully in one hand and held a glass bottle in the other hand. Nagini's fangs gradually secreted venom, which dripped into the bottle in her hand drop by drop.

She slowly poured the venom in the bottle onto the jade pendant, and then tied the jade pendant back to her waist until all the venom was absorbed. She sat on the armchair by the window and read the two letters carefully.

Greengrass's letter was nothing special. It just stated that it seemed that the method she provided had some effect on Astoria, and she hoped that the cooperation between the two could continue to be so pleasant. No matter how much he tried to restrain himself, the thin letter paper could hardly contain his joy.

Putting Albert Greengrass' letter aside casually, Mu Yu turned to read Dumbledore's letter carefully.

The letter was less than a page long and contained some of the most ordinary greetings. She read and tasted it over and over again, but couldn't find a trace of hidden meaning. A letter is just an ordinary letter.

My heart, which had been chaotic just now, completely calmed down.

She didn't hide much about her trip to Norway, and she actually used her real name when staying in this hotel. It was not surprising that Dumbledore knew about it.

Even if he knew that she was going to Albania... so what?

Mu Yu took up his pen to reply, writing stroke by stroke slower than ever.

Nothing can be explained.

It was nearly midnight when she put down her pen and carefully sealed the envelope. The blackout glass firmly blocks the bright sunlight. This is one of the reasons why she chose this hotel. She doesn't like Norwegian summer.

Throwing Nagini out of the bathroom after her, Mu Yu immersed herself in the warm lavender-scented water in the bathtub. She could see most of Alesund from the window.

Since leaving Albania, she has spent more time thinking every day. Only by thinking and planning can she forget the life that disappeared with almost no trace in the Albanian rainforest. Wizards are reluctant to use the Unforgivable Curse because once it is used, there is no way back for a person's soul.

She spoke as if her soul could still be saved. Before that, she already had a human life in her hands, and she had done things more terrible than death. One more or one less, what does it matter?

She patted the water gently, and a few drops of water splashed onto the opaque glass.

She wasn't too worried about what Avides might have planned for the spirit stone mine. What kind of fanatical belief would it be to be able to stay dormant in Norway for decades after Grindelwald's failure, enduring the suspicion and contempt of others, and always wearing a submissive mask. People with such fanatical beliefs are often not pursuing pure interests.

The more fervent the belief, the better.

After there is definite news tomorrow, it will be time to head to Kyushu. She somewhat missed the lush little courtyard of Mingyuan Mountain—the former home she had always avoided.

Even if it is just an empty shell, it is better than having nothing at all.

When I walked out of the bathroom, the lights in the entire room were turned off, and the thick curtains and opaque glass made the room invisible. A soft bed always makes people drowsy. The moment she lay down, she touched something cold, which was Nagini. Nagini always liked to cling to her. She easily lifted Nagini and placed her on the floor.

"Nagini likes you very much."

Her extremely familiar voice did not come from the jade pendant at all. She turned over and met the red eyes shining in the darkness.

This may be Mu Yu's first taste of what it feels like to be under a binding spell. She felt completely stiff from head to toe, and her blood had almost stopped flowing. She wanted to turn over, but she couldn't do it. Without any spell, she just couldn't do it. She could only stiffly pull the bathrobe up as much as possible. She had never been so close to someone, not in complete darkness.

The visual attenuation enhances other aspects of perception. His cold and incomplete soul was face to face with her, and she could even feel the strong aura of death and haggard in it. She has stepped into the abyss and can never look back. Only death, darkness, and sin lure her toward more unknown and dangerous areas. Mu Yu was used to being close to them, so she had no choice but to follow them.

There is a faint scent of lavender lingering on the girl's body. No matter how strong the smell of lavender is, it can't erase the unique sandalwood fragrance that seems to be inherent in her body. This is the flower of the other shore that he broke off in the bad land with his own hands. Step by step, he guided Mu Yu to walk into the abyss with him. He has seen a lot of cruelty and destroyed too much beauty, but what is the mixture of beauty and cruelty, angels and devils?

She is a born conspirator. She can wear an impeccable mask and talk freely about her ideals and scheme with anyone, and she can also sit quietly in an armchair and read a book like an ordinary girl. She could crazily retaliate against those who had bullied her, and even ended an innocent life for the first time under his inducement. But when she sat down or lay quietly like now, she was as calm and peaceful as if she had something in her hands. Not stained with a trace of blood.

He was a little confused, confused about what kind of existence Mu Yu was to him. Therefore, he was closer to Mu Yu, just like the time and space where the obsession was, only Tom Riddle could be so close to Mu Yu.

He shouldn't be too curious about a person or a thing. Countless lives disappearing in his hands tell him that this is fatal. But a strange pride would always completely dominate him at this time.

Mu Yu lowered her head in front of him for the first time, unwilling to look into his eyes.

"Yu, look at me." Mu Yu never obeyed his orders.

Sure enough, Mu Yu didn't raise her head, and she even talked about other things: "The blood curse in Nagini's venom can fight poison with the curse of the unicorn blood, but this is just a helpless move. The unicorn curse will make your Soul repair becomes more and more difficult every time." Perhaps because she was talking about other things, Mu Yu seemed calmer, and she also regained her previous voice. Only then did she raise her head, "You don't want to tell me about other Horcruxes. Where."

She was simply stating a fact, without complaint or anger, as if the disability of his soul had nothing to do with her.

Tom Riddle didn't like this feeling. The scent of lavender is gradually dissipating, and the light sandalwood becomes more intense. His pale and illusory hand passed through Mu Yu's cheek in the dark. As if by illusion, he felt a trace of warmth on her always cold face.

"Remember I once told you that in the orphanage..." he hated the word, "I taught two Muggles a lesson in a cave."

"A cave by Carona Beach. Amy and Dennis ."

She remembered it all.

Nagini crawled on the floor, making tiny noises.

Mu Yu felt as if his blood started flowing again.

"Tom, if you don't trust me, there are many spells and spells about contracts."

"I don't think we need these between us." The trace of heat was gradually dissipating, and what he could touch and feel was another piece of coldness. . He refused almost subconsciously, perhaps because of his absolute confidence in himself, or perhaps because he was unwilling to admit the fact that Mu Yu could always see through him easily.

The girl's chuckle made him irritated, and what she said intensified the irritation: "It's up to you. Anyway, your most complete soul fragment has been merged with the main body. It's just that I can't bring you to Hogwarts, then No matter how special a piece of soul jade is, it cannot be hidden from Dumbledore. Even if you are not discovered, what will happen to Nagini?"

His voice suddenly became sharper: "You want to abandon me or throw me back to Albania?" Even he himself. He didn't know that he already had a hint of fear and fear.

"You don't want to face Dumbledore directly like this." His sharp tone and the distance they were now almost close to each other made Mu Yu even more uncomfortable. "The soul is not particularly stable, without a body. How did you deceive Dumbledore's perception, let alone a snake that can't leave your side. You have to find a place and find another friend of yours."

She regretted it after saying this. Some of his subordinates, those who once swore allegiance to him, are still squatting in Azkaban, and more have "abandoned the dark and

turned to the light." Grindelwald's former believers have endured humiliation and heavy burdens for decades, and they are truly still holding on. Former faith. Arvidus can say with a clear conscience that half of the Norwegian Ministry of Magic has never betrayed its past beliefs. And a few of his Death Eaters had the courage to declare that they had never given up.

Several more people tried to look for him, but

the sound of Nagini crawling on the ground could not be heard.

After a long time, until Mu Yu thought he was about to return to Jade Perry, Mu Yu heard his sarcasm: "My friend Yu is in Norway, and the current Principal Durmstrang is my former friend. "

Of course Mu Yu has heard of the deeds of Principal Durmstrang Karkaroff. It was Karkaroff who betrayed many Death Eaters and sent them to Azkaban.

He almost sighed: "In eleven years, no one has tried to find me. They all thought that I was defeated by that boy, and they all thought that I was dead." The sigh only lasted for a moment, and soon he said coldly: " They will all pay the price for their past actions. "

My way is immortality, Yu."

His last words were too soft. If it weren't for the silence in the room, and if they weren't so close now, Mu Yu would have even said so. Can't hear it.

He was always the boy standing in the small room of the orphanage. He was the boy who wandered alone in the Slytherin dormitory that Christmas, stubbornly asking her to play a piece of music for him.

It had been a long time since she had played a tune.

What was she playing at that time.

Mountains and flowing water.

It was the first time she took the initiative to touch the pale and withered palm. The coldness of her soul even made her shiver. Even though what she touched was nothingness, she did not let go.

Her hands were warm and even scorching at this moment, like the flames that almost engulfed him that ignited from the depths of his soul on the windy tower that night.

She muttered at first, and then said slowly: "I will attach a few more magic arrays to the jade pendant. As for Nagini, I will use the array to hide it in the dormitory." What

she really wanted to say was definitely not this. Tom Riddle knew, but there was no point in asking her, and nothing would come of it.

"There is a room in the corridor on the eighth floor of Hogwarts. It is a secret that even Dumbledore doesn't know." The burning coming from the depths of his soul made him unable to distinguish his own voice. He only heard himself saying, " I hid something there."

Mu Yu still didn't let go, the girl's delicate and gentle face was clearly visible even in the darkness.

"When did she know your Nagini?"

"She" intuitively told Tom Riddle that the girl now was extremely weird. The strange feeling that arose even wanted him to stay as far away from Mu Yu as possible, as if he would be in trouble if he stayed any longer. Things to take control of.

Maybe it was layers of calculations that gripped him, maybe it was pure curiosity, maybe there were many things he didn't want to think about. In short, he did not move, but stayed beside her quietly to listen to the possible conspiracy that might emerge next.

"She," Nagini Muyu regretted as soon as she mentioned it. She didn't know how to bring the topic to this point, but now it was too late to take it back, "I have read about this kind of blood curse in a book. Only passed on to girls."

It was obviously mentioned for no reason, but she was inexplicably expecting an answer. This was so absurd that even she herself didn't know what the perfect answer was, but she was always looking forward to it.

This expectation even at this moment, in the eternal daylight of Norway, exceeds her expectation for the chessboard of the future world.

Every second of silence was like torture to her.

"In Albania, when I was at my weakest, I could only keep possessing animals to survive, and snakes were the best objects to possess, and they lived the longest. Nagini was different because of the blood on her body. The curse barely provided me with a place to stay," he said very slowly, as if he was still not used to revealing his shame in front of others, and there was only one person like him in the world. "That was the most difficult time, it was just Najib and I. Ni. But Nagini only remembers nothing. I only know that I am alive, immortal and immortal."

"It's just you and Nagini."

Mu Yu grabbed the bed sheet tightly and said hard. Letting go, she seemed to be sleepy, and she seemed to be sinking downwards in a tone with almost no twists and turns. No matter what, she never let go of his hand.

The question just now was too soft, it was in her native language, and it quickly disappeared without a trace in the room.

"I want a nearly complete Tom Riddle..."

She did not finish the last half of the sentence.

The fire deep in the soul is still burning.

She was surrounded by that dream again, or she could never get rid of it. She was very resistant to having to sleep every day, and she was tired of dreaming about the corridor from which she could not escape day after day.

The only difference is that she learned to fight back the pain. No matter how grinding the darkness and those empty eyes were, she was no longer afraid.

All she can do is enjoy the ultimate pleasure in the ultimate pain, allowing the darkness to spread and cover her ideals. She couldn't refuse such happiness.

When she woke up, she met those scarlet eyes. He seemed to have been used to her nightmares for a long time, and most of the time he just watched her struggling indifferently. Nor did she need false comfort.

It's just that the two of them have never been so close, let alone lying on the same bed like this.

A mutilated soul clings to a body that is colder than a corpse.

The distance was so close that one could hear the ambition beating in each other's chests in the dark.

He was stroking her, starting from the top of her head, like a basin of ice water pouring down suddenly, soaking into every strand of her hair, and then gradually moving down to her forehead, eyes, and all the way to her lips...

"Go back, go back into the jade pendant. "Mu Yu said extremely calmly, but the tremor hidden in her voice betrayed her mood at this time.

Tom Riddle originally just wanted to further explore what kind of existence Mu Yu was to him, but when he really got so close to her, when her hand covered his soul, she said gently, "I want a nearly complete Tom." Riddle", he no longer wanted to stay away from this body.

The Christmas Eve he spent in London was once again forced to be vivid in his memory. He still saw the hideous and ugly scars that he could not hide...

It was as if there was magic that connected them together, even extremely ... Slowly bringing out the emotions that had been dormant for a long time and that he had always considered useless.

"Stay with me." He ignored her request. Mu Yu breaking into Albania and taking him to Norway was always a surprise to him. At this time, he could no longer withstand betrayal and abandonment.

"You madman," Mu Yu sighed slightly, the darkness and silence amplifying the natural tenderness in her voice. "It was clearly agreed that at least on this chessboard, we will be together."

After saying this, there was no response for a long time. She didn't care about it either, as if too much concern would make her easily return to the heavy and sleepy state she was in just now. He never left, and she didn't have the patience to wait for him, so she fell asleep again in the darkness.

This time, I rarely had any dreams.