In fact, the sentence "endure humiliation and coexistence or resolutely break up, the choice is yours", I originally played "prosperity or destruction, the choice is yours", and the moment I typed, I traveled to the tutor OTZ (sure enough, the tutor was poisoned recently, cough cough)

So V big is finally a little bit special to Xiao Ao, it's really not easy, how many words are there, sigh

But Xiao Ao Nai still needs to continue to work hard

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Gold Coin 9 (Reverse): Prank.

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Hogwarts: The Forbidden Forest

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The reason why human beings are greedy and work hard is because their lives are too short to see the decline of prosperity. 〗

The rusty but still swaying swing stands quietly in the ruins, looking up at the gray and dirty sky, and the sun is struggling to cast through the cracks.

The wind of a knife cut through everything it encountered, choking the coldness of the lungs and the smell of blood that made people want to vomit.

I can't afford to look at the ground, knowing that there can't be anything unexpected on the ground.

The ruins of human civilization, the broken bodies of unknown species are shattered and even charred, and it is not even possible to see what it originally belonged to, sporadic flames, curling black smoke, and occasionally a thin voice picking up something in the mutilation.

The whole world was silent, and there was not a single sound, and it was full of decay, the remains of war that she didn't know how many times she had seen.

It takes centuries to create a civilization, but it is easy to destroy one.

Collapse in a twisted spiral is the end of the development of primate knowledge. 〗

It develops because of desire, it is distorted because of desire, and it ends because of desire.

No one knows how many times the succession of rise and fall has been reincarnated, and no one knows how many victims have disappeared with that rise and fall.

Historical records are only brief numbers that determine the end of a species.

But how many people will know about the demise of those species that have no recorded value?

No one erected a monument.

The only thing that can be remembered is the consciousness that comes from the planet, so in the end, I am glad that the soul has finally returned after reincarnation.

How do you choose? 〗

The line of sight changes, and a beautiful cemetery appears.

The emerald green lawn stretched as far as the eye could see, the sky was a crisply clean pure blue, and the sun was so bright that there was not even a trace of floating clouds. The blood-colored path spread out in the shape of a tree, and the iron-gray stone tombstones on both sides were neatly lined up like a lawn.

Each tombstone represents a species that has gone extinct.

And on which tombstone will the human beings who committed such a grave crime be inscribed?

So how do you, who are destined to bear this "sin", choose? 〗

Endure humiliation and coexist or resolutely break up, the choice is yours. 〗

Because you are the "Lord" we have chosen. 〗

Giving everything for the "Lord", we have no regrets. 〗

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After sitting up suddenly, Opal realized that he had dreamed again.

At night, the hut was so quiet that even the sound of insects outside the window could no longer be heard, only a faint silver-white moonlight poured in from the window, casting a hazy silver veil on the things that shrouded it.

Holding her heart down and gasping for breath, Opal felt that she would never be able to adapt to this kind of dream, no matter how many times she tried to do it again.

Inheritance or something, that kind of thing has nothing to do with her at all, does it?

A hand reached over and gently patted her head, then smoothed her hair.

The warm temperature made Opal react only at this moment, and he actually broke out in a cold sweat, and his body temperature at this moment was even lower than that it could frighten people to death.

Turning his head, the pigeon's blood-red eyes met a pair of blue eyes.

The man who had propped himself up slightly was now leaning on the head of the bed looking at him, the expression on his face was calm and unwavering, and even a look of comfort did not appear, only a trace of gentleness flashed in his eyes and then returned to silence.

The moonlight shrouded him quietly, and the faint silver light seemed to be shining all over his body.

So he pounced, rubbed in the man's arms, and then found the place he leaned on most often, and it was different.

Just listening quietly to the heartbeat of the man that never seemed to change, I felt like I could break free from the gray emotion that almost drowned.

"What did you dream about?"

Feeling the child trembling slightly in his arms, he finally regained his initial calm, Riddle raised an eyebrow, and finally spoke.

[Tombstone...... Many, many tombstones......]

After a slight hesitation, Opal whispered, [Creatures never heard of, creatures that have only been seen in books, and creatures that I have known in the past...... Many, many tombstones were erected one by one. Then, at the end, you'll see ......]

"So what's there to be afraid of."

Riddle admits that he doesn't understand what there is to be afraid of.

[A voice gives Opal a choice between destroying the tombstone or continuing to watch the tombstone erect.] ]

The small bracelet was on Riddle's body, and Opal's voice was a little muffled, [although Opal felt that it didn't matter if the tombstone was erected like this, but he saw that on the last tombstone, there was a person who looked like Riddle inside.] ]

That's why she woke up.

After a slight pause, Opal's voice took on a hint of uncertainty, [Riddle, what is the 'Qi Clan'? ]

She remembered that the name engraved on the tombstone was this.

The Qi tribe, following the "King of the Moon" - Zhu Yue descended on the earth, the alien inhabitants from the "Zhu Yue Inside", but because of the king's irresponsibility, they can only choose to merge with other races in the endless torrent of time and finally disappear, known as "elves" in the magical biological world, and only hope that there will be a king to guide them back to their homeland.

Riddle remembered that this was what Vivienne had told him, but that was not a matter to Opal.

A dream inherited by the sons of Gaia?

Because he didn't know what the so-called inheritance was, Riddle didn't comment much on it, but just pillowed one of his arms and looked at the child in his arms who couldn't wait for an answer, and his eyelids began to droop again, and his gaze softened a little.

"That's not me."

Is fear because of the fear of "losing me"?

This realization made a flash of softness flash in the azure eyes, so rarely, he spoke again.

[Well, Opal knows...... Because Riddle is here. ]

The little head rubbing against his chest nodded earnestly, then lifted it up, watching Riddle's eyes sparkle.

"Huh?"

The eyebrows raised again, because he was surprised by the behavior of the child in front of him, so Riddle snorted softly in acquiescence.

Then I saw the child who had received the acquiescence, tried to hold himself up, and the little face was close to him, and after rubbing his face affectionately, he shrank back, but with a bright smile on his face again: [Sure enough, Riddle is warm.] ]

Warm ...... And sure enough?!

I almost laughed at the childish remark, but in the end Riddle just raised his other hand and pressed the restless little head back to his chest: "Sleep." ”

Speaking of which, this is the first time this child has behaved like a coquettish person to him.

Sure enough, the recent improvement in his attitude towards her has made her aware of it?

I remember that in the past she had never dared to be so presumptuous with him, and she only dared to pull at the corners of his clothes, let alone be as tired of him as she was now, although this was also his acquiescence.

But......

After a while, Riddle's lips finally rose slightly in a slight arc as he smoothed the long hair of the girl in his arms who had reclosed her eyes.

Forget it, he didn't hate this child, this kind of closeness that came completely out of nature.

==================== I am ================== dividing line of the passage of time

And when Riddle opened his eyes again, it was already early the next morning.

Accompanying his awakening was the sound of the Qingyue grass flute with a gentle melody - and the place that originally belonged to Opal was naturally empty at all.

Sitting up from the bed and looking out of the window, the child was sitting on the branch of the banyan tree in front of the house, facing his window, half-leaning on the trunk and playing the straw flute.

The morning light shone brightly, reflecting a dazzling white-gold light on her long hair, and several birds landed on her hands and shoulders.

The tactful birdsong is matched with the tactful and melodious grass flute, like a natural sound, and the childish appearance is also lining, which has a sense of getting out of the world.

Coupled with that child's own restrained and warm stable temperament, no matter how many times you watch it, you can't help but sigh at the perfection of this picture.

It was as if the whole thing was glowing, holy and pure, like her Animagus form.

The blue eyes darkened slightly.

In any case, that child was now his chosen heir, the one who was about to stand by his side and reign over the wizarding and Muggle worlds, and perhaps she could be pure, but "holiness" was absolutely not needed.

What's more, it can be judged from the words that the child usually talks to him.

It's not about holiness, it's just pure.

Like the most clear colorless crystal, it is just a reflection of everything around it that quietly refracts, and within it it is distorted into a magnificent and fragile picture that reflects the outside world.

Opal's flute tune is a centaur song.

It praises the wonder and eternity of nature, and praises the gifts and selflessness of nature. At the same time, I wish the departed Heroic Spirits to return to Gaia's arms and break free from the shackles of death and move towards eternal life.

Eternal life?!

An eyebrow was raised, Riddle's blue eyes full of mockery.

No one in this world is eligible for eternal life, even if that person is the Duke of Darkness.

The collection of books in the secret realm of the lake is very rich, and there are even books from other planes, which contain a lot of "secrets that are not passed on". And coupled with his current state of being cursed, it was enough for him to understand the laws of this world.

The "Philosopher's Stone", which he had been interested in in the past, was nothing more than a product that could slow down human aging—and it was so expensive to make it up for with human life.

The so-called "equivalent exchange" is a law that no one can change - in order to forcibly turn his body back to when he was 16 years old, the Potter family paid a very high price.

Just as Riddle leaned against the window thinking about something and snorted at it, the sound of the grass whistle suddenly stopped.

Then, almost at the same time, Opal, who was leaning against the tree, turned his head to look at him, and a big smile appeared on his face.

[Riddle!] ]

The birds that had been perched on Opal flew up, and she jumped straight from the tree, and when she was still some distance from the ground, she used a miniature levitation charm to land herself safely, bringing only a gentle breeze.

This kid has a better control over his magic.

Riddle was satisfied with what he had seen, and got up and got out of bed.

The door to the room was pushed open, and the child threw himself into his arms with a gust of wind.

[Riddle Riddle ......]

After holding him and rubbing it in his arms like a small animal to show affection, Opal raised his head, and his blood-red eyes were full of eagerness, [Opal succeeded!] ]

"What succeeded?"

Touching her long, silky hair, Riddle cast a simple cleansing spell on herself, then carried her to the chair where she used to sit.

[Riddle, look, look!] ]

Opal happily took out a small bottle wrapped in sky blue flannel from his arms, [Opal made it!] To give. ]

Unpacking the small bottle, he raised his eyebrows slightly because of the golden liquid it contained, and in the child's expectant gaze, Riddle uncorked the bottle and sniffed it: "Felix.Felicis?" ”

Elixir of Fortune, a magic potion that will bring luck to those who take it, and until the effect is gone, everything you want to do will be successful. However, those who take it must be aware that occasionally drinking a small amount will be effective, but taking too much can cause vertigo, recklessness and dangerous hubris, and too large a dose will be very toxic.

Because of its characteristics, the requirements for the preparation of Fuling Elixir are very strict, and a little deviation will also lead to a very large gap in the effect of the elixir. And Opal is now only 7 years old and can concoct this potion alone, which may be for the entire wizarding world...... All unprecedented.

Potions talent that can already be described as "perfect".

Looking at the girl who was sitting in his arms blinking her eyes with an expectant expression of "praise me", a faint smile flashed in Riddle's blue eyes, and he casually put the potion on the table.

Speaking of which......

Riddle, who suddenly thought of a question, raised his eyebrows and looked back at Opal: "Where did you get the tools you used to make potions?" ”

He remembered that it seemed that thanks to the Emerald Filenda, Opal did not seem to have any potion-related utensils around him so far. Even if he wanted to refine potions, he had to borrow the centaur family's medicine house.

[uh......]

As if he had done something bad and was caught, Opal stuck out his tongue, [It was Opal who secretly went to the medicine house at night when Riddle was away.] ]

"Fei Leng Emerald or Ronan didn't stop you?"

[I asked for the help of the green night grass.] ]

Opal explained very deftly, causing several unobtrusive black lines to burst out of the back of Riddle's head.

The smell of the Emerald Night Grass, a magical plant in the Forbidden Forest, is the most powerful sleeping pill, and it is known as the "strongest natural drug" that can make an adult dragon fall asleep for nearly ten hours at the slightest smell.

However, it is not suitable to cultivate Emerald Grass and use it against centaurs...... It's too big and a little overused, right?

[Because both Fei Lengcui and Ronan are very strict with me, so I can only use this method.] ]

A hint of embarrassment flashed in the pigeon's blood-red eyes, and Opal was very honest and told the whole story, [but I also have cold star flowers prepared, so it's no problem at all.] ]

The Cool Star Flower, another magical plant that lives in symbiosis with the Emerald Nightgrass, has the right flavor to remove the effect of the Emerald Nightgrass.

Seeing Opal's cautious appearance, Riddle shook his head, raised his hand to brush away Opal's forehead hair, and then dropped a light kiss with praise on her forehead: "Clever boy." ”

A completely Slytherin approach, while not too mature, is still commendable.

Pigeon's blood-red eyes widened slightly, and then narrowed, even if she didn't say anything, but from Opal's expression it was clear that she was very praised by him.

"It's memorable to put things away."

[Why put it away?] ]

Opal looked at him suspiciously, his eyes full of confusion, [This is Opal's gift to Riddle.] ]

Slightly stunned, Riddle raised his eyebrows again: "How did you think of sending this?" ”

[Charon says to be grateful to those who are with him.] And it is said in the book that giving a wizard a magic elixir is the best gift. ]

Blinking, Opal looked serious, [Opal likes Riddle, and Riddle has always been by Opar's side, why can't he send it?] Doesn't Riddle like it? ]

"Nope."

Although with his magic power, even if he drank the elixir, the effect on him would be minimal, but ...... Forget it, after all, it's a piece of this child's heart.

Putting the little bottle in his pocket, Riddle's expression softened.

[Great.] ]

Joyful tones.

"What else did you learn from the books?"

[Yes.] ]

Blinking, a strange glint flashed in the pigeon's blood-red eyes, [There was a spell that Riddle hadn't taught.] ]

It's really clear what you want to do.

While lamenting the need to strengthen Opal's control over his emotions, Riddle handed out his wand and motioned for her to find something to demonstrate.

Opal took the wand with a sly smile on his face.

“！”

The shapeshifter was almost immediately useful, and a silver beam of light shot straight through Riddle's original location and out of the window.

Half a second later, a squirrel on the tree outside who unfortunately won the bid fell off the tree with laughter and made a "bang" sound.

[It's 'Rictusempra'...... However, Riddle dodged it. ]

Opal's face was full of embarrassment, but more of a regret, [it's a pity......]

Riddle, who had been on guard, had a bruise on his forehead, and narrowed his eyes to look at Opal - what would happen to the Duke of Darkness if he fell under the Itching Curse?

[just...... Just wanted to see Riddle laughing......]

A certain person who failed in the prank lowered his head and looked sincere "I'm reflecting very seriously", and then hugged his head after a "bang" and grinned - it hurts!

"You still have something to learn."

A voice that seemed to have a faint smile sounded.

Opal raised his eyes, and then his mind froze.

Riddle was smiling—not that Riddle wasn't usually smiling, but most of his smiles were sarcastic and disdainful.

Unlike now, though it was just a faint smile thinner than the morning mist, it ......

Is it true...... Laughing.

The color of the blue eyes was darkened by the smile, and the eye was endless, like the most mysterious seabed, shimmering with a brilliance that could not be concealed by the night.

Good...... It's beautiful!