Chapter 80 New Game
Chapter 80: In the new game,
Mu Yu drank a full cup of magic potion. Tom Riddle knew the effect of the potion. It would not kill people immediately. It would only create hallucinations and an extreme burning sensation. At this time, what the person who drank the potion longed for most was to drink water. Water can only be taken from the Black Lake, and countless Inferi are waiting in the Black Lake.
Tormenting his prey is his favorite, and he also enjoys watching their prey tremble in pain. But at this moment, just like that night on the tower, he felt no pleasure from playing with his prey.
The burning feeling that came from nowhere spread over his broken soul. The sandalwood scent seemed to become stronger at this time, which made him even more painful.
It was as if he drank the magic potion just like her.
Her expression remained unchanged after the first cup of potion. Without thinking, she scooped up another full cup and drank it as if it were water.
She staggered, but she held on to the stone basin firmly and did not let herself fall to the ground.
Perhaps because the phantom formation made their souls the same, Tom Riddle saw many scenes, and Mu Yu's darkest and most miserable past was completely presented in front of him frame by frame.
Isolation started as soon as she entered school, and gradually escalated to verbal abuse, which evolved into beatings, and finally the beatings escalated into insults.
The little girl initially tried to be kind to everyone, learning to imitate kindness like a toddler. Time and time again she reached out to others, only to be pushed away again and again.
The third potion.
The first beating started with a boy, for no reason other than to explore a new way to torture a freak. The fist hit the little girl's temple hard. She was dizzy and looked at the overlapping figures in front of her in confusion.
"The freak who conquered his father and conquered his mother!"
That person, her father who was not dead in name, secretly gave instructions to others. The huge benefits would make people take risks, and no one was willing to stand up and help her.
The fourth cup.
She still held the stone basin firmly without moving.
The little girl didn't want to tell her elders. She was taught to be strong from an early age.
Never use abilities on normal people.
A dark bathroom is the perfect place to vent.
The fifth cup.
They invented a new game where they hit her with heavy books. Hitting the head means hitting the bull's-eye, perfect score.
Why can't
the sixth cup of ability be used on ordinary people.
Her hands were shaking slightly.
Several boys who were obviously from other schools and several years older than her came in and forced her into a remote small garden of the school. The little girl's figure is too thin compared to them. They pinned her to the ground...
Adolescent boys cannot understand the consequences of impulse.
He wanted to completely destroy her and let her die on her own.
She hates everyone.
The seventh cup.
Olivia's gentle voice turned sharp, and she repeated over and over again: "You have no parents, no relatives, you come from nothingness. You are nothing."
Her nails dug hard on the stone.
Eighth cup.
Killing innocents divides the soul, and her soul has been completely hopeless since she said that spell in Albania. That vanished life never closed its eyes until death. There was hope in his eyes that could no longer be reached.
A tear welled up from her eye. She bit her lip to stop crying, and soon she saw blood. Blood dripped into the green potion.
However, this time she lost control of her emotions, and her tears mixed with the blood dripping from her lips flowed on the stone basin, which turned out to be strangely beautiful.
She was lying on the stone basin, and only Tom Riddle could hear her murmur. She said over and over again: "Grandpa, I'm sorry."
She wanted to destroy the ideals and righteousness he had pursued throughout his life, and she would not get what he hoped she could have. Kindness and light.
The potion is almost at its bottom. Still holding the cup firmly, she tremblingly scooped out the last cup of potion.
If she had not accidentally gone to that time and space and seen the little boy in that dark room, she would not have cared whether she would be the only one on the road leading to the abyss and void. She gave Tom a Hibiscus flower, and Tom gave her a surprise in return.
He said he understood her. He asks her not to be afraid.
What the two of them drew from each other was only coldness, but no matter how cold the temperature was, it was better than one person enduring the cold in the void.
She closed her eyes, tears already blurring her face. The glass slipped weakly from her hand, and she managed to hold herself up in front of the stone basin. Her lips were moving, and even the empty cave could not catch her voice.
Tom Riddle still heard it, but he would rather he didn't.
"Tom, don't leave me. I won't let you leave me."
All she had left was a companion, a friend who could understand her at all times and tell her without hesitation that she had done nothing wrong.
He will not have condescending sympathy for her, nor will he talk about benevolence, justice and morality to her, and repay evil with kindness.
For the first time, Tom Riddle embraced Mu Yu with his damaged soul. It didn't feel like he was hugging a person, but more like he was pocketing an object that was bound to belong to him.
The last time they hugged seemed so close to him, but it also seemed like so long ago.
It was so long that he almost forgot how to hug someone.
"I've always been here." He whispered to Mu Yu in a low voice, like the affection between lovers. However, there was only cruelty and madness in his tone at this time.
Soon Mu Yu will be completely in his hands.
Of course he would always be there for her.
Mu Yu opened her eyes again, her eyes were red and swollen from crying. She stayed in his arms quietly, correcting his unfamiliar hugging posture little by little.
"Madman, you lost." Her face was as golden as paper, and her voice was so firm.
Tom Riddle's red eyes shrank slightly, and he vaguely guessed something.
"You still don't understand what I am, although I don't fully understand it either. I was made by Mu Yi from a ball of stuff that is said to condense the essence of heaven and earth." There was a strong sense of self-mockery in her words, " It can at least make me have a strong affinity for all energies. There is a question I have been thinking about for a long time, whether some magic potions that are harmful to others can only help me increase my strength." "
Your trap is very clever. Deadly, it only works to make people feel extremely thirsty. People's subconscious reaction is to drink water. They can only choose lake water, and under the lake are the Inferi..." Mu Yu explained to him softly, "I tried Dispel most of the drug's power and transform it into energy that increases strength. The only thing I have to resist is the hallucination caused by the poison."
He held her hand and shook it gently: "You have become stronger." At the moment, she didn't know whether he was appreciative or angry, "Maybe what awaits you next time will be poison that will kill you if you touch it."
"There won't be a next time," she looked into his eyes carefully, as if she was mocking, It’s like fearlessness, “There are so many ways to gain strength, who would drink poison like water?”
The frustration this girl brought him far outweighed the shame Harry Potter brought. For Harry Potter, he would only have hatred and contempt, but for her...
She broke away from his arms and grabbed his hand tightly: "They couldn't destroy me before, let alone one." "A pile of illusions."
She laughed in a low voice, with contempt in her laughter: "It's all an illusion."
In fact, the truth is far from being as easy as it sounds. After all, this kind of improvement is too forced and complicated, without proper guidance and waiting. Hers is also death.
She didn't want to say it, which would take half the fun out of it.
An exquisite locket was revealed under the stone basin.
She sensed something was wrong the first time she saw the locket.
There is no soul power in the locket.
"Tom..." She glanced at him.
"Open it," he told her calmly.
He didn't let go of her hand, and even held it tighter.
The locket flicked open in her hand, with only a note inside. Mu Yu felt the trembling in his soul the first time he saw the note.
"To the Dark Lord.
I will be dead before you read this.
But I want you to know that I discovered your secret.
I stole the real Horcrux and planned to destroy it as quickly as possible.
I risked my life, yes." I hope you are just a mortal of flesh and blood when you meet your opponent.
"
Tom Riddle's hand passed through Mu Yu again, and his soul became very unstable due to extreme anger. First, a huge panic swept through him, and then another person discovered his secret. This person was even his former Death Eater. He didn't think Regulus Black could destroy the Horcrux, but where was the Horcrux? Could it have fallen into Dumbledore's hands?
He finally could vaguely understand what Mu Yu said about something more terrifying than death.
The unknown, the unknown beyond control.
What followed was boundless anger. He was betrayed by his former subordinates again, just like after he was defeated by Harry Potter, his so-called loyal servants left him lying alone in Albania, enduring continuous travel. Days when my soul is not as good as my soul.
Regulus Black is dead, maybe his body is under the Black Lake. Black is willing to die in the hope that one day he will be killed by his old enemy.
Fear and anger completely surrounded him. He hated this feeling, as if he was being forced into the deep sea, unable to breathe, and despair was crushing his soul like a mountain. The only way he can break free is to kill, kill everyone around him, and destroy everything around him.
A wisp of clear sandalwood floats faintly, like a ray of sunlight that is projected into the deep sea, or an unknown light source shining in the abyss deeper in the ocean. The sandalwood that always made him crazier was pulling him gently this time. Although it was gentle, it could not tolerate his rejection.
Just like holding his cold hand on the streets of London.
Just like the piping hot apple pie that girl handed him.
How long had it been since he had felt the real warmth of
this ray of sandalwood? This ray of light that came from nowhere suddenly broke into his most desperate and helpless years in Albania.
A fiery red flower of the other side happened to bloom on his own path to eternal life, and he folded it down and took it into the void connecting death.
Mu Yu once told him softly that only by not fearing life and death can one transcend life and death. The most extreme power in the world is to treat death as a chess piece in the hand.
Tom Riddle saw those black eyes, and he could never find any fear of death in them. The color of Mu Yu's pupils was like the void connecting the stars.
All stars will eventually burn out, and all fireflies will be unable to fly out of the huge wool ball. Only the void outside the wool ball is eternal.
The fear, anger, and the violence that was eager to destroy everything were gradually calmed down. For the first time, he broke out of the dark deep sea. He could even hear Mu Yu's gentle voice.
"Our game will continue, together with the chessboard of the world. I will not allow you to leave me before our game is over," this time it was Mu Yu who hugged him gently, even though she seemed to be talking to the air The hug was more like an attempt to retain, "I don't know who RAB is, but Horcruxes can't be destroyed that easily. Even... the phoenix pine can make up for the loss of the soul."
"Don't be afraid of death, Tom, You won't die either."
Unless one day she gets tired of playing and plans to drag him into hell.
The fear, anger, and violence completely disappeared. He suddenly felt reluctant to break the other side flower. He had long been accustomed to such vivid colors burning in the abyss. If he destroyed it, he would fall into the cold darkness again, just like in Albania.
But Muyu can only belong to Tom Riddle. She can only bloom for him alone.
Tom Riddle tried to hug her tighter. Even though he knew that he couldn't touch her in his current state, he still wanted to rub Mu Yu deeply into his bones and blood, and it would be best to completely integrate with him.
"RAB, is Regulus Black, the Death Eater who used to follow me." Tom Riddle said slowly after another long silence. He was unwilling to say another word about Black, "That prophecy..."
Mu Yu didn't interrupt him. She was always willing to listen to his stories.
"Severus Snape was once a Death Eater. He heard half of the prophecy in the Hog's Head pub. The man who had the ability to defeat the Dark Lord approached... Born in July to a family who had resisted him three times. At the end. Both the Potters and the Longbottoms resisted me three times.
"So you chose to kill Harry Potter because you are both half-bloods and he is most likely to be your old enemy." Mu Yu looked up. Looking at him, "You know I don't believe in prophecies. Prophecies are traps of cause and effect. Only if you choose to believe in it can it take effect. The first time Harry Potter escaped from your death curse was because he Mother's sacrifice, and next year... no one will sacrifice for him again. After you kill him with your own hands, there will only be a chess game between us and the world, and a game between you and me. I will not kill you. Give the opportunity to anyone."
Mu Yu paused, and she became softer: "How about a draw today?"
"No need to do this again," he was disgusted with this pattern, she could always win once. Destroyed the trap he set for the first time, and even turned the trap into a weapon against him, "Change the method."
"I'd be happy to." Her whisper was as ethereal as the light mist in London.
"After the order is completely overturned, there must be a duel, solved in the oldest way. No one is allowed to leave before that."
There are not many people who can fight with him in an honest duel, and even Dumbledore does not get such treatment. However, he is willing to give this flower that is destined to wither the most gorgeous funeral.
She deserves it.
"Do you want to make an unbreakable vow?" Mu Yu tightened her grip on the jade pendant around her waist. She closed her eyes gently. When she opened them again, she was left with an extremely indifferent calmness. It's not like she hadn't thought about the secret of this jade pendant. , but she has always refused to think about it, "Go to Mingyuan Mountain."
That is where her destiny lies, and it will also be her final destination.
"No need," he wanted to lift her long hair again, "I promise you."
This is the second time he has refused to make a contract between the two. Is it out of extreme trust, or is it because even the constraints of the contract cannot bring him a real sense of security? He must use his own method.
Mu Yu already knew the answer without asking.
"Deal."
He said no more. The two of them quietly leaned on each other on the island in the middle of the lake. If there were not the corpse floating across the water from time to time, at first glance, they would look like a pair of lovers attached to each other.
It was so quiet that you could hear the sound of sea water lapping against the rocks in the distance.
Only one person can be eternal.
"Don't leave me." The two said this in unison. Tom Riddle finally looked away from Mu Yu uncomfortably.
"Yu, go home."
He didn't say Riddle's old house, nor the house, but home. Her former home is long gone.
Mu Yu didn't want to worry about whether this was a slip of the tongue. She boarded the boat moored on the shore and said, "Okay."