the Gambler

The handsome wizard lay on his back on the soft sofa, he opened his eyes and faced the ceiling to let go, and the sound of steady breathing echoed in the quiet environment.Now that Tom calmed down and thought about it, the soaring anger in the secret room just now made him relax his vigilance for a moment, and the wall of Occlumency came down.He felt that there seemed to be another person in his mind, who was watching everything that happened through his eyes, and this subtle discomfort made him quickly drive the intruder out.Tom was sure that he was the only one in the secret room, and no one could take the opportunity to use insanity on him. Someone stayed in his head?It can't be, can it?

Throwing a few spell books into his pockets, Tom glanced at the basilisk's body as he crawled out the door, and the anger that had just subsided swept over again.The one who opens the Chamber will pay the price, and he will ensure that the death process is painful and long.

Harry watched in bewilderment as Tom rushed into the room angrily, and he could smell the magic power of the other party in the air as he passed by.Harry frowned, so that was why his scar was suddenly sore?The boy flinched unconsciously. Fortunately, for some inexplicable reason, Voldemort's injury was more serious. If he hadn't seen Tom's angry expression now, he wouldn't have guessed that the other party was the one who was really angry.

"The basilisk is dead! Why? No one can enter the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets since me!" Tom roared angrily. The fire in the fireplace was flickering and dimming, and the furniture shook and hit the wall with a dull sound.

Harry's breathing stopped, and he looked at Tom in disbelief, despair flashed in his eyes, but soon changed to a puzzled expression.

These subtle changes could not escape the other party's eyes, Tom slowly approached Harry like a hunter, a cruel cold light flashed in his narrowed eyes, and his cold voice hit the boy's ear: "You know."

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Harry stared at Tom, although he wanted to look away, but this behavior would only deepen the other's suspicion.

"No, you're faking it well, but your shock wasn't real enough, I saw something else," Tom shortened the distance between the two, his hand quickly wrapped around Harry's neck like a snake's kiss Just like holding the prey tightly, "Tell me, who entered the secret room? Who killed the basilisk?"

Harry closed his eyes tightly. Tom was a seasoned Legilimency master and he couldn't risk his memory being read, even though he was having a little trouble breathing now.

"Don't play dumb, I know you are very clear. You don't want me to rip your brain apart," Tom increased the strength on his hand, seeing Harry struggling to get oxygen, he felt better. "I have many ways to open your eyes."

"I was the one who killed the basilisk, because it wanted to kill me, and that was the only way to save my life." Harry still didn't follow the instructions, he could feel Tom's hand loosen a little.Harry moved quickly away from him, leaning against the wall, gasping for air, his throat burning.

"Are you a Parseltongue?"

"Do not."

"Then how do you get into the Chamber of Secrets? Only the heirs of Slytherin can say the password." Tom took another step closer, and Harry took a step back, until his calf was pressed against the armchair.Tom reached out and pushed Harry down on the chair, his whole body suspended above the boy.This oppressive feeling made Harry very uncomfortable.Especially when Tom was looking at himself with that viper's eye on a white mouse.

"Dumbledore brought me in, and the opening Parseltongue is not that difficult to learn, even I can," Harry hissed, and Tom accepted a lot of this explanation, and he nodded thoughtfully.

"So you killed the basilisk. You are very powerful, even more powerful than I thought." Tom's tone was much calmer. Although there was still suspicion in his eyes, Harry could only be thankful that the other party didn't intend to continue asking.Harry couldn't help touching the scar on his neck, and Tom's eyes followed there. The other grabbed his hand and forcibly pulled the boy out of the room.

"What are you trying to do!" Harry roared angrily, which only made his vocal cords hurt even more. Tom glanced at him and put his finger on his lips to signal Harry to be quiet. It was already past curfew and the whole castle was quiet Half popular.

"I'm going to take you to the hospital wing," Tom explained.

"It's so late now, Madam Pomfrey is already asleep, I can go tomorrow, it's not a big problem." Harry retorted.

Tom's grip on Harry's wrist intensified, and the latter squinted his eyes in pain. It seemed that the other party was really angry, and even abandoned the good student appearance he had been pretending to be.If this discovery made Tom react like he was about to strangle Harry, the boy couldn't imagine what it would be like if he found out that he was Voldemort and that Harry was the culprit for his repeated failures.It seems that soul mate is not that important thing to Tom, Harry kicked Dumbledore hard in the heart, and the old man swore that he would never be in danger.Damn it, he now feels like walking on the edge of a knife every day!

Oh, Tom did consider the possibility that Madam Pomfrey had already fallen asleep, Harry thought sarcastically, he had no intention of looking for that witch at all, and directly used a spell to open the cupboard where the potions were placed, and poured out all the potions he needed into Harry's throat, completely ignoring the latter's murmured protests.The effect of the potion was obvious, Harry's vocal cords quickly returned to normal, Tom frowned, and cast a covering spell on the finger marks that hadn't completely receded.

After noticing that Harry was fine, Tom dragged the boy back to the suite involuntarily, petrifying Mrs. Norris who caught them.Harry couldn't help sighing at Tom's quick reaction. Seriously, the three of them were chased all over the castle by that little monster several times, and Hermione, the smartest, never thought of such a simple and rude solution.Harry swore he had heard Filch roaring in anger on the way back to the room.

It was a little revenge for that pesky Squib.Ever since Umbridge became Headmaster, Filch has been so proud that almost half of the Gryffindors have been locked up for all kinds of ridiculous reasons, and there have never been more than thirty poor gems in the funnel. This is also a credit to Hermione's active answer to the question.

Harry narrowed his eyes and looked at the manuscript book quietly spread out on Tom's lap, only to get a sharp look from the other side, and he turned his head quickly.Harry had no intention of pissing Tom off early in the morning, especially since the other party's anger hadn't completely subsided yesterday.The boy frowned. Recalling the glance just now, he felt that he seemed to see a strange font, which was obviously not Latin, but it seemed to be able to read it smoothly?

The atmosphere at breakfast was depressing.Tom didn't go to the Slytherin long table to eat this time, but stayed by Harry's side all the time, which made Ron terrified. Harry conservatively estimated that his friend only ate one-third of the usual amount before throwing down the spoon in a hurry .Harry stuffed a pumpkin pie into his mouth, Tom put a handful of salad on his plate, and Harry swallowed the vegetables with a grunt, looking up suddenly aware of Hermione raising eyebrows at him, followed by Ron He grabbed his throat and coughed violently, as if choking on pumpkin juice.

"Mr. Potter, Mr. Riddle." A coquettish voice sounded from behind Harry, and he turned his head quickly. Umbridge was standing behind them, looking at them with that smug expression.Tom had a charming smile on his face, but his eyes were icy cold.Harry imitated the other's appearance and showed a gentle smile.

The effect was immediate, as if Umbridge had swallowed a handful of flies, she poked something in her hand under Harry's nose, and Harry stepped back quickly to gain distance.It was a notice surrounded by a black picture frame, and it seemed to be Umbridge's new regulations. Harry didn't know what this kind of thing had to do with him. He couldn't be more peaceful under Hermione's surveillance these days Settle down!Hell, isn't eating a pumpkin pie a violation of the law?

"What—" Tom elbowed Harry, who quickly put on another word, "Excuse me, did we break any rules? I mean we were just having breakfast?"

"Of course, my new decree today." Umbridge gave that smug smile again, and the attention of the entire auditorium was on them.Her eyes flicked back and forth between Harry and Tom, and Harry felt that his smile was about to stop, and the witch continued, artificially, "You are not allowed to engage in such unruly behavior in public."

"Sorry?" Harry asked uncertainly, "I don't know you, what are you talking about?"

"Education Order No. 40 No. [-], Mr. Potter, well-dressed and polite."

Frowning, Harry examined himself carefully, with his collar turned out and his tie tucked into his sweater.He looked at Umbridge suspiciously.On the other hand, Tom seemed very interested in what the witch said next, oh, don't treat him as a stupid Gryffindor, he's pretty sure that the other party said it to the two of them in the first place, so it could only be a violation' Be polite' that one.

"You and Mr. Riddle's behavior is not in accordance with etiquette," Umbridge sneered, glancing at the remaining salad on Harry's plate, "Even couples can't do things that violate moral values ​​in public. It's not exclusion Same-sex love, I just hope you won't be a bad influence on Hogwarts students."

"we are not--"

"You're right, my dear Harry and I will control ourselves," Tom quickly interrupted Harry, and he took Harry's hand and kissed it on his lips in front of Umbridge, "Sweetheart, remember to wait for me at the door of the auditorium after dinner." Tom left the stunned Harry, turned his head and smiled at the witch, "I have always believed that love is a powerful force that works effectively between people. Under the leadership, the unprecedented unity of the Ministry of Magic is also one of them. If I offend you because of my inappropriate behavior, you can deduct my points. I am sorry that my display of affection has offended you. Perhaps I am sorry for the Minister. The conceptual understanding is not quite correct?"

Umbridge's expression was struggling, maybe it was because Tom hinted that he deliberately misunderstood Fudge's meaning, or maybe it was because she knew that she could not warn others of illegal behavior by deducting points. The knife and fork would jump up and poke Tom's smiling eyes.Umbridge arched her neck, which made her face look even fatter.She said in a low voice, "Secretary Fudge is a caring person, but that's no reason for you to show your affection."

"I actually want everyone to realize that Slytherin—" Tom pointed to his Snake House crest, then to Harry's Lion House crest—"and Gryffindor, even if they're against each other, love You can also overcome obstacles. I believe that the Minister would prefer you to unite all the colleges instead of splitting them when the former Headmaster Dumbledore left," Tom continued, looking innocently at Umbridge's flushed face, "You You also want us to agree with the outside world, don’t you?”

"I--"

"Students leaving school are the freshest blood in the Ministry of Magic. If your actions make everyone rebellious, Minister Fudge will not be happy to see it," Tom interrupted Umbridge, "especially when he needs it most now." It’s time for popular support. Let’s think about it carefully, each student represents their family, and the children’s views will more or less affect the parents’ decision, which represents more than just a vote.”

Umbridge glared at Tom viciously, her expression became extremely ugly, and the original complacent look had long since disappeared.Harry watched her stomp her feet angrily, and walked towards the teaching desk without looking back.Tom bent down to say goodbye to Harry, and then left after the witch, but he went to the Slytherin table, and the students quickly turned their heads to see Tom sit down at the front.

"He's really charming." A girl from a lower grade said with a blushing face. Harry poked the fork into the carrot hard, and the metal and ceramic made a harsh sound. The girl shut up instantly and looked at Harry in fear.Dean blinked at Harry a few times, and asked the other party with a volume that seemed so low that it could be heard all around: "So you are really a couple?"

Harry turned his head sharply, and his malevolent gaze made Dean move a little closer to Seamus.

"Absolutely not!"