Chapter 77 A Thought

Tom Riddle's slender fingers carefully caressed Mu Yu's cold and pale face. He hasn't condensed into a specific form yet, but his hand can actually touch Mu Yu. The process of fusing the second Horcrux was more difficult than they imagined. He had almost forgotten what pain was. Even when his own killing curse rebounded twelve years ago, what he remembered was not pain, but shame, endless shame.

What does it feel like to fuse souls? Only endless thinking can relieve the endless pain. All the memories of his rejection came flooding back at the beginning. He didn't like these memories at all, and he didn't like the complicated emotions they brought him. It is neither use nor pride nor excitement nor satisfaction. But there is no doubt that such emotions made him long to keep Mu Yu in his hands and stay by his side.

This will be his weakness. He shouldn't be attracted to anything.

He lifted the strands of hair from Mu Yu's forehead. She didn't know that he had stood at the bedside and watched her sleeping countless times. She was more peaceful and peaceful when she slept, which to him also meant that Mu Yu was truly in the palm of his hand at this time.

His fingers crossed her closed eyes and reached her neck, making her never wake up. Their bond became deeper and deeper, and he no longer wanted to wait. The game between them must end.

Let Mu Yu teach him to let the flowers on the other side wither when they are most beautiful, and to be cruel when their beauty reaches its peak.

She had just suffered the backlash from the formation, so she would not have the slightest bit of defense, let alone any pain.

"Tom, take me away." The little girl's whispered plea echoed in his mind.

He always knew what Mu Yu was begging for at that time, and he was the only one in the world who could satisfy her request. Just like Harry Potter, Mu Yu could only die in his hands. The former is to wash away the shame, and the latter...

The flower of the other side that he picked with his own hands can only be broken by himself.

Tom Riddle used some force. He has always been familiar with killing.

"Why don't you want me anymore?" On Christmas Eve in the second grade, the girl who was trapped in a nightmare kept thinking about this question over and over again.

Is this the end? From now on, he will never recall the two figures holding each other on the streets of shabby London. The piping hot and sweet apple pie in his memory will no longer exist, and no one will ever hand him one again. The flower of the other side of the world in full bloom, gently calls him Tom, calls him madman, and teaches him in the most gentle tone that the true supreme power is not to exempt life and death, but to treat life and death as a chessboard and a game.

There will be no one who can accompany him across half of the world, and there will be no one who is worthy of studying magic with him, fusing completely different spells into a more powerful force. There will no longer be illusory sandalwood to soothe the violence in the soul, and no one will say to him, I understand you. Compassion without pity.

This smart and cunning girl has always been weird about whether she has a back-up plan. Did she expect that she would suffer backlash before helping him fuse his soul? He was not familiar with Kyushu. Only Mu Yu grew up in Kyushu and was most suitable for setting up in Kyushu. The contract concluded with Shen Xu, even with the blessing of the language communication spell, Mu Yu was more familiar with Eastern magic than he was. She understands the twists and turns of the people of Kyushu best, and she also knows how to capture their ideals and build the most perfect gods in their hearts.

He couldn't give up that land, and he wouldn't give up the opportunity to have a powerful body easily.

That must be it.

He let go.

Just wait, now is not the time.

He gently picked up Mu Yu and headed towards the second floor. No matter how close they were, they could only draw chills from each other. He was still weak, still recovering from the trauma he suffered from Legilimency in Norway. He couldn't even apparate with two people. He told himself over and over again that he only kept her alive because she was still useful.

He placed Mu Yu on the armchair by the fireplace, and a weak flame rose from the fireplace.

In this dilapidated old house, amid the crackling sounds of burning flames, he only felt enjoyment and comfort.

He actually hoped that the sun would never rise the next day.

Mu Yu doesn't like sleeping. Her dreams had been filled with endless darkness since very early on. She was walking alone in the rich darkness, with no light, no color, and no sound. She couldn't even feel her own existence until she struggled. Wake up.

When did it start? After her grandfather passed away, or after her first life ended in the Albanian rainforest,

she saw for the first time a long-lost light in the dense darkness. Different from the last brilliance of the setting sun on Mingyuan Mountain, this was just a spot of light without a trace of warmth. It was small, but it was enough to make her feel that she still existed.

She opened her eyes. The fire jumped slightly, and then the memory was completely restored. Repairing the soul would only become more difficult every time, but the backlash of the formation was still far beyond her imagination.

She was stunned when she realized where she was, and then she felt a sense of loss for no reason. She seemed to touch the ring on her hand accidentally, as if she was just confirming that everything was intact.

Only she knew that the basilisk fang that had been stored in the ring was about to pierce out.

Things could have been more fun.

"Tom..." Mu Yu saw the figure standing by the window at a glance. She quickly stopped talking. There was another person in the room.

"Master, master, it's an honor to meet you." Peter Pettigrew huddled in the corner, he seemed very afraid of his old master.

"Wormtail," Tom Riddle said casually, "you enjoyed your time as a mouse in the Weasley family."

"Master, I, my loyalty to you has never changed. I contacted..." He looked He glanced at Mu Yu, who was standing silently aside, as if he was a little unconvinced.

"Lie!" His voice suddenly became sharp. "You are doing it out of fear, both of me and of your old friend."

Mu Yu took a step closer to him, not knowing what to call him for the first time. . He didn't want more people to know that name. She called him this but the only one she knew was Tom Riddle, and in front of anyone else, this name would be humiliating.

At some point, her gentle voice could easily calm his anger. He didn't look at her and turned his head uncomfortably. He was not used to showing his unusual attitude toward her in front of his old subordinates.

Wormtail raised his eyes cautiously and glanced at Mu Yu. He naturally knew Mu Yu. It is definitely not a simple third-year witch who can hide the Dark Lord in Hogwarts for more than half a year.

Mu Yu perfectly concealed her disdain for Peter. She seemed to be a gentle and harmless thirteen-year-old girl: "Whether it is out of fear or loyalty, he is at least the first person to look for you. From then on." It's not easy to escape from the Dementors."

She didn't care about Tom's alienation from her.

The sky has begun to turn white, and the dim crescent moon hangs feebly at the junction of dawn and night.

Tom Riddle was still reluctant to look at Mu Yu, but he was obviously not that angry at Peter: "Wormtail still proved that he is of some use this night. You will get the reward you deserve when the deed is accomplished. ”

He glanced at Peter’s mutilated finger.

Peter said tremblingly: "It's done, after that"

"A new powerful body, Harry Potter's life," Tom Riddle was unwilling to reveal too much to Peter, "As for whether you have the honor to participate in it, Then let’s see how you behave during this time. If you can’t even take care of me, then what use can you have?”

Wormtail whimpered. He was obviously unwilling to get close to his old master. He glanced at Mu Yu again and stammered: "Mu, Mu, Miss Mu." He worded his words very carefully, "You, you don't want to stay." "Exit"

He could see that Mu Yu was not humble in front of the Dark Lord.

Nagini crawled over from nowhere, and he shivered again as the giant snake crawled past Wormtail. However, Mu Yu caressed Nagini's smooth body as if nothing was wrong: "I can't leave Hogwarts yet. Dumbledore has been paying attention to me." She hesitated for a moment, but still took off the bracelet that never left her body. Jade pendant.

"Your soul is unstable. This jade pendant is an excellent soul jade, best for nourishing the soul."

The golden light of the morning sun burst out from the distant horizon.

Tom Riddle stared at the jade pendant that Mu Yu took off. Because Mu Yu always held it in his hand and played with it, the surface of the jade pendant looked even more glorious. A ray of sunlight penetrated the jade pendant, and the clear green color looked like flowing wine in the sunlight.

"This is what you call your last thoughts." His voice was almost inaudible.

Mu Yu seemed not to have heard. She looked at the rising sun on the distant horizon and said, "It's dawn. It's time for me to leave." As she was about to leave, Mu Yu's hand continued to stay on Najib. Ni's head didn't move a step. She thought for a long time before saying to Wormtail: "You have to squeeze venom into Nagini three times a day and feed it to...your master."

She said very slowly: "Nagini hasn't been here for a long time. It eats people, and it has a bad temper. Occasionally it finds a homeless person or two, and it’s a little secretive.” She didn’t feel the slightest bit guilty when talking about finding people to feed Nagini.

Peter nodded submissively.

"Yu," it wasn't until Mu Yu was about to walk out of the room that Tom Riddle called her name in front of Peter for the first time.

Mu Yu turned around, and she still stared at him calmly, as if she didn't expect what he was going to say at all.

He approached Mu Yu, raised his hand and drew a complex symbol out of thin air between the two of them, and traces of bright white light came out of the symbol and merged into their foreheads.

"The magic circle is the safest way to contact me. I need to know what's happening in Hogwarts, Kyushu, Norway, including the Magical Congress at all times. I'll be back at Easter." The last sentence was so blunt.

It is indeed safe, but the conditions are also the most stringent. The two people must open most of their souls to each other.

"Madman." Mu Yu said softly.