Gold Coin Ace (Positive): Treasure.

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Hogwarts, England

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[Kind of boring......]

Listlessly propped up his head and looking at the book in his hand, Opal struggled to control his urge to yawn.

That chaotic night in the Forbidden Forest now looks like it was a century ago, but after that, Opal, who returned to Hogwarts, finally lived a "normal" House routine.

Although some of the details have begun to blur in retrospect, Opal has never forgotten his fear at that time, and the peace of mind after figuring out what happened.

As for the training after that...... Ahem, that history of blood and tears is absolutely to be shielded.

As long as I think about it, I feel as if I have heard the strange sound of the muscles of the whole body "creaking" because of the soreness, Opal said with a black line on his head that this year, if you offend anyone, don't offend your martial arts instructor.

Although Philnet's character is not like Senior Sister Qianwei, she pretends to "learn" in the name of "learning" during training, but ...... Opal felt like she couldn't tell the difference between the former and someone's expressionless arrangement that gave her enough training to stretch out on the bed without even the strength to move her fingers at the end of the day...... Miserable......

Mr. Thestrals, even if it was a shame for you to fall into a coma after confronting an adult dragon before, but even if it is a "settlement after the autumn", you don't have to play with her like this, right?

As soon as she remembered that at the end of her "vacation" from the secret of the lake, Filnet had a blank face and threw her a long list of training lists and made it clear that she would be raided, and Opal reflexively felt back pain and leg cramps......

Ahem, it's far away.

Closing the textbook spread out in front of him, Opal stretched and soothed his muscles.

Regardless, she's not afraid of "Riddle" per se, which is a great thing for her. So on the other hand, other inconsequential things - such as being broken by Charon Fei and Ronan - don't matter.

Now, Opal's biggest pastime of the day is smiling and watching a certain dean deduct points from the Gryffindor cubs.

By the way, after returning to school from the secret realm of the lake, she has been well-behaved in her dormitory for quite a long time - after all, if the training assigned by Mr. Thestrals is lazy, she will definitely not be able to eat and walk around.

As for a professor's darker and darker face in class now, and the deduction of points in his eyes, Opal calmly said that he actually had nothing to do with him.

Hmph, let him treat his kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs before, and being able to accept broken thoughts does not mean that she can also accept poisonous tongues, not to mention that someone is also an expert in poisonous tongues.

For the sake of his "fragile glass heart," Opal thought it would be best to keep it cold for a while longer—at least, until the semester's final exams were over.

Even the reason Opal had figured out - after confronting the adult female dragon, he was ordered to recuperate by the centaur clan because he was unconscious, and he was not allowed to release until the end of the holiday - quite perfect, wasn't it?

As for the fact that the number of rubies in a certain academy's score cup has dropped rapidly because someone is depressed, it is naturally not within the scope of Opal's consideration.

The so-called "Dead Dao Friends Don't Die Poor Dao", as long as she ensures that her academy does not deduct points, and even gets a small bonus point, she is already very satisfied.

"You're really idle."

Draco, who was sorting out his class notes on the side, glanced at Opal, and the quill in his hand didn't stop, "You've finished reading everything you want to take the exam?" ”

[The Werewolf Act of 1637 and the Beginning and End of the Elven Rebellion?] Please, how can the history of magic be tested for that? ]

Glancing at the notes in Draco's hand, Opal couldn't help but roll his eyes, [Those things don't have much impact on wizarding history, and Professor Binns's personality will definitely skip the test.] You might as well practice Transfiguration and Herbalism by the way - I remember last time you seemed to confuse a few Muggle plants? ]

"You know again?"

Somewhat unconvinced that the notes he had worked so hard to put together were in vain, Draco pouted, "Professor Binns has been talking about these things all this time!" How can you not take the test? ”

[But he didn't say he would definitely take the test.] But last time he talked about the wizard who invented the big steam pot, he mentioned the exam, you see that it's better than memorizing these irrelevant data here, right? ]

Opal, who felt that his kindness was not rewarded, turned his head, [If I am not mistaken, the Transfiguration class and the herbal medicine class should be the actual operation of the test. Draco, you don't have a good affinity with plants, so it's better to run to Professor Flitwick during this time - don't expect me to say nice things for you! ]

"Don't talk about me, you're completely fine?"

Draco, who was instantly choked by Opal's words, was indignant, "Didn't you take a week's off work before?" Have you made up all the lessons? ”

[Don't think of me as you, thank you.] ]

Opal's expression was calm.

"What do you mean, hey?"

Although he knew that someone was doing it on purpose, a certain platinum boy was still not calm.

[Anyway, it's not me who needs to borrow someone to copy the class notes.] ]

Patting the notebook beside him, Opal curled his eyebrows and smiled gently, [Same class assignment, I'm O, you're A+, that's very revealing, isn't it?] ]

“……”

Draco, who couldn't refute the fact because Opal was telling the truth, snorted and changed the subject, "But why are you so sure of the exam questions?" Do you have a channel? ”

[Where do you want to go!] ]

Opal couldn't help but roll his eyes, [Guessing the question is the basic key, right?] ]

Recently, she has been a little exhausted just to complete the training assigned by Philnet, and then she is not enough to divide her energy into books, even if she sometimes returns, anyway, when she sees the content of the book, she always has an intuition that this content will not be tested, so Opal simply follows her instincts.

Not to mention, she also had those magical plants that settled in some of the teachers' houses to help miss the questions, so the exams that drove them crazy were fairly easy for her.

Moreover, if you want to talk about the exam, there are at least three months left anyway, so you don't need to be in such a hurry now, right?

"It's light."

Draco rolled his eyes, "And can you guess what the Potions exam is about?" ”

[Do you still need to guess?] Judging from the potion prescriptions that I have learned so far, there are only three that test the operation and memory at the same time, and if the danger of refining is eliminated, that is, the 'amnesia medicine' may be picked in the end. ]

After sweeping Draco with a "you're an idiot" gaze, Opal stood up, [Well, I've finished reading this book, let's go back to the dorm first.] ]

"Going back so early?"

Draco turned his head to look at the magic clock on the wall, "It's only past 3 o'clock in the afternoon." ”

[Is there something I can't do?] ]

Opal's answer made Draco frown again, "Haven't you taken care of your family's affairs yet?" ”

[There are only a few finishing touches left.] ]

After a slight pause, Opal turned to look at Draco, [Speaking of which, do you know what's going on with Pansy?] I don't seem to see her in a while. ]

"Pansy?"

Raising an eyebrow, Draco shrugged, "Probably trying to make dim sum in her own dorm, right?" Have you forgotten what the other day was? ”

[Do you mean February 14th?] ]

"What other day could it be?"

As if thinking of something, Draco pulled out two copies from a pile of papers on his side and threw them to Opal, "Speaking of which, this is the first grade Valentine's Day party plan, and this is the first grade girl's application for kitchen use, it's urgent, you deal with it as soon as possible." ”

[Can't you just do this kind of thing?] ]

Somewhat speechless, he took the document from Draco, and Opal sighed and flipped through it, [But seriously, Draco, can you draft another application for potions materials?] ]

"Huh? Why? ”

Draco was a little puzzled by Opal's words.

[Don't tell me you're very confident in the craft of our girls......]

Remembering the tragic situation in some of the girls' rooms he had passed by this morning, and the disgusting smell of chocolate mixed with the smell of chocolate and burnt in the hallway of the girls' dormitory, Opal couldn't help but put a black line on his head, [If you apply in advance now, a little overtime should be able to make enough potions for the boys of our academy.] Don't tell me you miss Madam Pomfrey's potion smell. ]

"Got it, I'll let Blaise take care of this later."

As if thinking of some horrific scene, Draco drew a row of black lines across his head.

[Then please.] ]

After grimacing at Draco, Opal hurriedly left the library with the copied recipe.

Speaking of which, she remembered that Senior Sister Qianwei seemed to be very good at cooking, so why don't you take advantage of the evening to make a few more trips to the "Secret Land of the Lake" to ask Senior Sister Qianwei?

=====================I'm the dividing line ======================= switch perspectives

Mt. Fuji, Japan

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The darkness of chaos, as always, gives people a feeling of warmth and inclusiveness.

Merely...... Have you ever felt that the darkness was too quiet?

Frowning slightly, Riddle was puzzled by the somewhat ridiculous feeling that had suddenly sprung up in his mind.

When did you start thinking about this?

I think there should be more in the dark......

So, what should be more?

The thinking gradually settled, and then little by little it became clearer.

Ah, yes......

Missing from this all-encompassing darkness was the gentle, unblinding silver streamer - like his silent girl.

Although it is pure white in color, it does not give people a monotonous and dazzling feeling, and it is as pure as darkness...... The silent girl who belongs to him.

The slightly frowning brow relaxed at this awakening, and then furrowed again.

Why, at such a time, think of his silent girl?

{What are you thinking?} Child. }

A hissing murmur brought Riddle back to his senses, and then he raised his hand and gently rubbed the scales of the giant thing in front of him.

{Just thinking about something that doesn't matter.} }

Gently responded, {Excuse me?} }

{Not to be intrusive, it's been a pleasure to have someone like you come and visit for a long time.} }

The oversized mass coiled its body together and poked its head out of it, {We still love beings like you.} In the future, if you have time, you might as well come back here as you did in the past. }

And...... The same as in the past?

Riddle's brow furrowed slightly, but he was relieved - probably because of the long memory, the existence in front of him confused the memory of time, right?

{If you have time later.} Will definitely visit again. }

Thinking so, Riddle stood up and moved his limbs, {but I don't understand, why should you be bound to this place voluntarily with your strength?} }

If it weren't for the fact that he heard her mention it when he was chatting with the witch, he really couldn't have imagined that there was such a legendary creature that had been around for a long time in the underground of the island nation of Japan.

{This is what we promised back then and that person.} Even if that person has been reincarnated, we still believe that he will come back here. }

The third head, poking over from the other side, suddenly opened his mouth and spat out something that fell in front of Riddle, {This thing is given to you as our original gift.} }

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Lowering his head, Riddle picked up the object that had fallen to the ground, and then looked at the delicate silver ornament embedded with dark green gems in his hand, slightly stunned: {This ......}

This ornament has artistic lines on it - it is only understood by those who can crawl and speak, it is a figurative snake language.

[Give me the treasure of my life.] 】

In the final inscription, the name at the beginning is blurred, but the last text is still recognizable as a phrase like "Slytherin".

{It was only after that that we remembered that a thousand years ago a stranger who could also speak our language visited us.} He commissioned us to make it for him, but he hasn't come back since. }

The outstretched head was all retracted, leaving only a hissing sound echoing through the empty crypt, {though you have the same blood as his, and the sigil of Your Highness's protection.} I didn't think about it when we first met, so it's not too much to give it to you now. }

{Thank you, Your Excellency.} }

Rubbing the handwriting on the ornament, his silent girl smile flashed in his mind, and Riddle tugged at the corners of his lips without even noticing, and put the ornament away.

{Needless to say, please cherish your own treasures.} }

The figure of the huge giant has disappeared back into the shadows, {This world follows the principle of equal exchange, don't wait until you lose it and regret it.} }

Riddle didn't say anything more, just bowed slightly, then turned and strode out of the cave at the foot of Mount Fuji in Japan.

Lost?

The thought flashed through his mind, and he scoffed at it.

Are you kidding.

His silent girl can only belong to him forever!