Hogwarts Slytherin Lounge

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"Coming back?"

Looking at Opal, who was returning to the room with a golden egg, Riddle, who was sitting at the table working on the papers, raised his eyebrows, "Another golden egg?" Our immortal golden boy? ”

[yes, it still had water vapor on it when he got it, so Harry should already know the secret inside the golden egg.] ]

Shaking the golden egg in his hand, Opal casually leaned it against the golden egg in his room, [How long has it been before I found out, I really don't want to complain about his progress.] ]

"It's good that the goal is achieved."

[Speaking of which......]

Walking to the side of the bed and picking up the map of the living spot, Opal glanced at it and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, [What's this...... Should I say that Harry is indeed a savior? ]

"What's wrong?"

Putting down the pen in his hand, Riddle turned to look over, and Opal immediately walked up to him with the map of the living spots, and was tired of it in his arms as usual, showing it to him by the way: [Look at who Harry is with at this time.] ]

"Crouch?"

Looking in the direction of Opal's finger, Riddle raised an eyebrow, "Isn't that something we've known for a long time?" ”

On the map, Harry was still standing in the hallway, and on the dot next to him was the name "Barty Crouch" - and that location was supposed to belong to Professor Moody.

That's right, Moody was Barty Crouch - or Barty Crouch Jr., the die-hard Death Eater. And the real Moody is being locked up in the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor's dormitory because of the Polyjuice Potion. This is what Opal had confirmed with the spiders and rats at Hogwarts.

Anyway, it's none of my business, and this Crouch doesn't have anything too out of the ordinary except for being hostile to Slytherin when they meet, and the content of the Defense Against the Dark Arts course is pretty good, so Opal doesn't have the Virgin to save that Moody - anyway, in the current situation, this guy can't die yet.

And Opal was going out tonight because she had overheard the name going around Snape's office, not knowing what he was doing, and Harry, who had just come out of the Room of Requirement, was stupidly rushing in that direction - so he was sure he must have a map of the living spots in his hand.

Because it was not clear whether Crouch had used the Polyjuice Potion at that time, and was afraid that Harry would be in danger, she hurried out, but she ran into Crouch in the corridor who was walking over there, and the two of them sneered at each other, and the other was so angry that he almost did it on the spot, if it weren't for the piercing screams of the golden eggs.

[No, I was just thinking that Harry wouldn't be able to keep that map of the living spots.] ]

This is Opal's speculation, [what do you say Crouch will use when he gets this live map?] It's not going to be just scrap and put on the shelf, right? ]

After all, this is where the Living Point Map comes in, and Harry doesn't know the true face of Professor Moody and is completely defenseless against him, so even if the Living Point Map is tricked, it is normal.

The premise is that Moody knows about the existence of such a thing as a living map - and considering that Harry is a novice in some way, this living map will probably be delivered directly to Moody's hands, right?

Opal didn't think Harry's cloak of invisibility would be able to hide from the whirling MONOCULUS. When she left, Moody was definitely going to talk to Harry, and it was impossible for Harry to hide his attention from the map of the living spots in his hand. And judging by the speed at which Harry and Crouch were walking together, it was clear that Harry didn't see the names on the map of the live spots.

Should I say that he really deserves to be the savior of the protagonist? This kind of simplicity that has to be sold and help count the money can still survive until now?

Forget it, if it weren't for the simplicity she wouldn't have pulled Harry onto her side of the boat so easily, no difference.

"What are you doing with all that care?"

Riddle flicked Opal's head, "Is the work done to you over there?" ”

[Naturally, it's done.] ]

Rubbing the place on his head that was played, Opal couldn't help but puff out his mouth when he remembered the pile of small documents that he had just dealt with desperately some time ago, [Although there are a lot of them, most of them still have rules to follow, and I can be regarded as being trained by Sister Vivian. But Riddle won't push your files to me! ]

"I'm not at the point where I have to push my own business to someone else."

Squinting his eyes slightly, he thought for a moment, and confirmed that all the plans had been going very smoothly recently, and the Saints who had taken over from Gellert had been transferred to England one after another, and there were no surprises at all in terms of operations. Except for the group of Death Eaters who often met with "Voldemort" and did not move for fear of startling the snake, the rest have been cleaned up or co-opted one after another.

[After dealing with that "Voldemort", what did Riddle plan?] ]

Putting away the map, Opal leaned into Riddle's arms, playing with Riddle's empty bony hand with great interest, comparing his palm to his alignment, and asked casually when he suddenly thought of it.

"What do you think?"

Riddle didn't answer directly, but asked rhetorically.

[I'll be with you for whatever Riddle has to do.] ]

Quite an Opal-esque answer.

Moving his gaze from the document in his hand to Opal's body, he held Opal's hand in his palm with his backhand: "Do you want to follow me when I leave the UK?" ”

Although the witch didn't reveal much about her plans, Riddle had known her for so long, so he could guess something from Vivien's small actions.

In fact, after such a long time, the ambition and idea that he wanted to unify the wizarding world back then had long since faded.

Looking back on it now, he had some low self-esteem because of his experience in the orphanage, and he wanted everyone to admit him, because the ambition derived from the excessive pursuit of power led him to the path of dominating the wizarding world. And later, the deviation caused by the split soul pushed him to the point of no return.

Now that his soul has been completed, he has touched too many things that he has not touched before, and his horizons have broadened and his thoughts have changed in a considerable sense - he wants to go out and have a look, and seriously observe this or other worlds.

So he didn't reject Vivien's plan to push him out and squeeze labor along the way.

There is no purr powder, no flying, no broomstick, no knight's bus, just him, with his silent girl, traveling around the world and even other worlds.

[Do you need to ask?] ]

Looking up at Riddle, Opal blinked and took it for granted, [I used to study at Hogwarts and couldn't leave, and when I graduated, I would go wherever Riddle went.] It couldn't be better. ]

Because of Opal's answer, Riddle couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

He did ask superfluous questions, and watching his silent girl grow up, he knew her temperament all too well - he was the center of her whole world, and as long as he could be with him, even if it was against the whole world, his silent girl would not have any opinion.

Maybe in his whole life, he will not be able to give as wholeheartedly and without asking for anything in return as Opar, but he must admit that Opal is still special in his heart after all - and this special is already his biggest concession.

See, he is so selfish, and he takes it for granted without intending to give the same return, and he even feels at ease with it.

Because he knew Opal would never care.

"It's settled."

Riddle looked at the hands he and Opal were shaking hands, and a smile that he didn't even notice came to his lips.

[Well, it's decided.] ]

Opal nodded vigorously, completely unaware that so many thoughts had already turned in Lidel's heart in just a few words, purely on the matter, [When this matter is over, I will follow wherever Riddle goes, and you are not allowed to leave me!] ]

"I won't drop it."

That's a rare promise from Riddle.

[Sure enough, I like Riddle the most...... Wow! ]

Opal's sudden exclamation was because Riddle suddenly picked her up from her seat, leaving her unprepared and holding Riddle's neck tightly, [Riddle?] Don't you have to do your job? ]

"Those documents will be the same tomorrow when you go to class."

Putting Opal on the bed, Riddle pressed directly against her, looking at her with a slightly playful smile in his azure eyes, "What? Don't want to? ”

[How so?] ]

Blinking, Opal, who reacted, reached out and hooked Riddle's neck and his forehead against his forehead, [I thought Riddle was not interested in me anymore.] ]

What should have happened had already happened, so Opal didn't feel like he needed to feel shy or pretentious at the moment - anyway, except for a little pain at first, the back was still very comfortable.

Riddle was so relieved that he leaned down and kissed him in reply, while hooking down the bed curtain on the side.

A sound of greed.

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Hogwarts Room of Requirement

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"So the secret of the golden egg has been solved?"

Draco looked at Harry with a smug look in surprise and felt a little incredulous, "You've already unraveled it?!" ”

"Draco, what are you talking about? Isn't it strange for me to figure it out? ”

Harry quit - do you want to show such contempt for his IQ?!

"No...... I just felt a little surprised. You really didn't rely on that jack-of-all-trades little sister to find the answer by yourself?! ”

Rubbing his temples, Draco said he wanted to be quiet—not to ask him who it was.

So...... It's just a coincidence, right?! It must be a coincidence, right?! It must be a coincidence, right?!

"Thanks to Opal, she gave me a Christmas present."

It seemed that he knew that it would be too outrageous to insist that he had found the answer by himself, so Harry whispered the root cause of his own answer.

"I said ......"

Draco, who felt that this kind of thing was justified by Opal, finally breathed a sigh of relief, "So what's the next question now?" ”

"How am I going to move underwater?"

This is Harry's new annoyance after unlocking the secret of the golden egg, "Listening to the lyrics of the golden egg, the second event is underwater. ”

"Isn't that easy? Bubble Head Charm. ”

Draco could be said to be an instantaneous answer.

As a result, Harry looked at him helplessly, and almost wrote "what is that" on his face.

"Well, I forgot that this is a relatively obscure spell that you won't be able to learn until after the sixth year."

Rubbing his temples again, Draco felt that he was really miserable - why the hell did he volunteer to help Harry's stupid?!

“……”

Knowing that if he asked, "Why do you know the spell of the sixth year?", Draco would definitely credit it to the noble elite education, so Harry, as a commoner, said that his silence was golden.

"Don't look at me, I'm not good at teaching...... The bubble head spell is difficult to master. ”

Thinking back to his history of blood and tears learning the spell, Draco felt that although it was better to be happy alone, he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't be before teaching Harry, "I don't think you'll be able to master it in the next few days...... It would be more or less Hermione. ”

The rest of the day, Harry once again delved into the dusty tomes, looking for a spell that would keep a person alive without oxygen - Harry asked Professor McGonagall to write him a note, approving him to use the books in the forbidden section, and even asked the librarian, Mrs. Pince, for help - but with nothing.

Now, Harry's mind was gripped by the same tension he had felt before, and he found it difficult to concentrate in class again.

The Great Lake, which was about to have its second project, had been taken lightly by Harry before, as part of the site. Now whenever he approached the classroom window, the great lake caught his eye, the cold surface of the large, iron-gray lake, its dark and cold water as far away as the moon.

Just like the last time they faced the dragon, time was slipping away in a hurry, as if someone had cast a spell on the clocks to make them spin faster. February 24 is still a week away (and there is still time...... There are still five days left (and he'll definitely figure it out soon)...... Three days left (let me figure it out...... Please......

Harry, on the other hand, was at a loss for anything - Draco, Pansy (this was purely pretending), and Blaise were also bitter faces.

The only thing that can be regarded as good news is probably that Siris sent a reply letter and asked to meet.