stonecrandall Chapter 250 Riddle's Return
Chapter 250 Riddle's Return
Chapter 250 Riddle's Return
On the other hand, Harry, who had already been teleported back, fell out of the outer edge of the maze and was surrounded by a group of professors and acquaintances.
"Harry, what's going on? Where's Ayers?" Fred, who only saw Harry and not me, immediately asked Harry about my whereabouts.
"Headmaster Dumbledore, hurry and save Ayers! That man left him there!" Harry grabbed the old headmaster's sleeve excitedly and said quickly. Harry was too anxious. Although he knew I would be fine, he was still uneasy.
Dumbledore, the headmaster who was grabbed by Harry, seemed unfazed, but the representative headmaster of Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry behind him stared intently at the hand Harry was using to grab Dumbledore.
"Harry, don't rush. Come with me to the headmaster's office first, and then you can tell us what happened." Headmaster Dumbledore hadn't expected this to happen so suddenly. Harry was back, but Ayers...
As a result, Harry was taken into the headmaster's office, while everyone else was locked outside to wait for news.
"Harry, there are only a few of us left here. Tell me what's going on?" Headmaster Dumbledore asked Harry again, still quite composed, what exactly happened.
Severus was actually the most panicked, but outwardly he just frowned, and with his usual serious expression, no one could tell that something was wrong with him.
Harry described in detail everything from entering the maze to being expelled and returning to Hogwarts.
"Harry, describe in detail the appearance of the man who took Ayers away." After listening to Harry's description, Headmaster Dumbledore felt that the man looked familiar.
The man was extremely handsome and unforgettable; Harry remembered him vividly.
He was tall and slender, with an elegant and confident demeanor, as if he was born to be in control of everything.
Her hair was jet black and glossy, every strand of which looked meticulously styled and radiated a healthy shine.
Under the light, mysterious shadows occasionally flickered in his jet-black color, like the secrets hidden deep within his heart.
His face has distinct features, with strong yet soft lines.
A high, straight nose stands out like a mountain peak in the center of the face, adding a three-dimensional feel to the entire face.
His eyes were the most unsettling part of his appearance; their deep red hues resembled burning flames or ancient, mysterious gemstones, radiating a cold and sharp light.
When he looked at Harry, his gaze seemed to penetrate his soul, revealing all his thoughts and fears.
His lips had beautiful lines, always slightly upturned, giving off a half-smile that made him seem unpredictable.
That smile carried a hint of indifference, a hint of contempt, and an indescribable allure, drawing people in while simultaneously instilling fear.
His skin was fair and smooth, without a single blemish, like the finest porcelain, exuding an almost sickly beauty.
But his fair skin did not diminish his masculinity at all; on the contrary, it made him look even more mysterious and charming.
He was dressed in neat and sophisticated everyday clothes, exuding a unique and noble air.
His appearance is not only stunning, but also gives people an invisible sense of oppression.
This sense of oppression did not come from his strength, but from his unfathomable aura.
Harry is often attracted by his good looks when he first sees him, but the moment they meet eyes, he is intimidated by the dangerous aura hidden in his eyes, as if he is facing a ferocious beast that may attack at any time.
But when Headmaster Dumbledore heard Harry's description, a certain person came to mind, and everyone who had met that person remembered him.
“Harry, based on your description, it seems we already know who that person is,” Headmaster Dumbledore said to Harry, frowning.
"Headmaster Dumbledore, can you tell me who it is?" Harry was furious. He hadn't held onto Ayers' hand, and he had watched helplessly as the man embraced his lover. He felt like he had been mocked and thrown back to Hogwarts.
“Tom Marvolo Riddle.” Harry stared wide-eyed in disbelief as Headmaster Dumbledore uttered the name.
"He's the same villain who attacked my mother!" Harry exclaimed.
On the contrary, Severus's panicked heart calmed down when he heard the name, knowing that his master would not do anything to Ayers.
“Harry, you go back first. I believe Ayers can come back on his own.” Headmaster Dumbledore said this only to comfort those around him; he himself was not confident that Ayers could return.
“No, Mr. Dumbledore, Ayers…” Harry still wanted to try and persuade them to go find Ayers.
"Harry, calm down, you really need to calm down right now." Headmaster Dumbledore felt that Harry was really too agitated.
"No, how could this be!" Harry couldn't calm himself down. He shouldn't have been so far away from Ayers; he should have held Ayers' hand tightly.
“Harry, I think you really need to have a talk with Sirius right now.” Headmaster Dumbledore felt that Harry wasn’t ready for conversation; he was too agitated. He suggested that Sirius speak to him instead.
Harry knew that no matter what he said, Headmaster Dumbledore wouldn't listen to him, so he walked out of the headmaster's office with a bit of anger.
"Harry, what happened?" Harry had just stepped out of the headmaster's office when Sirius walked towards him.
Because Harry just came out of the maze, a lot of people are now gathered here, hoping to hear the latest news.
“Sirius~” Harry’s eyes were filled with tears. He came out, grabbed Sirius’s clothes tightly, and said through gritted teeth.
"This isn't the right place for us to talk. Let's go to my office." Apart from Harry and Sirius, everyone around was someone they knew, and even Draco, who was some distance away, wanted to come over and ask what was going on.
However, since he was from Slytherin, he couldn't come along.
Harry and his group followed Sirius to his office.
"Harry, what happened?" Sirius asked as he closed the door.
Ron and Hermione walked over to Harry and waited for him to speak.
Fred and George stared nervously at Harry, and even Cedric came over.
“I couldn’t stop Ayers; that man took him away.”
Now that they were all familiar faces, Harry finally couldn't hold back the tears welling up in his eyes.
"Harry, explain yourself clearly, who took Ayers away?" Fred couldn't contain his anger any longer and quickly ran up to Harry, grabbing him by the collar.
"No, Fred, calm down!" Ron and Hermione were both surprised that Fred had suddenly grabbed Harry like that.
"Fred, don't be impulsive. Harry didn't want this to happen either." George was much calmer than Fred. He still believed in Ayers' strength and that he wouldn't be caught so easily.
“Fred, don’t you know what kind of person Ayers is? If he’s forced into a corner, he’ll definitely fight back. Don’t rush, let’s hear what Harry has to say first.” Cedric was very calm. He knew my habits very well. This situation must have happened with my permission.
Fred calmed down and released Harry, who then slowly recounted what had happened.
"Harry, do you know who that man is now?" Sirius could detect a hint of hatred in Harry's tone, and he felt that Harry seemed to know something.
“Tom Marvolo Riddle.” Harry uttered the name word by word in near despair.
"The Great Demon King!" everyone exclaimed in surprise.
“If I heard correctly, that’s what Headmaster Dumbledore called that man by his name.” Harry said listlessly, looking down at the ground.
"No, we should go find Headmaster Dumbledore right now to rescue Ayers." Fred was panicking this time. That was the Dark Lord! What if Ayers got hurt?
"Calm down, everyone! We should trust Ayers, and Harry too. Can you describe the last thing you saw on Ayers' face?" Based on Harry's account, Cedric felt that Ayers wasn't forced, but rather condoning it.
It's like indulging the behavior of the man who was holding him.
Harry recalled that the man had put his arm around Ayers in a domineering manner, and Ayers hadn't pushed him away, but instead looked at the man with a helpless expression.
"Ayers seemed to know that big bad guy, but the big bad guy was looking at me with disdain and contempt, as if he wanted to possess Ayers." Harry thought back to himself and now felt that he was talking to himself in a somewhat unbelievable way.
“According to your description, Harry, it seems that Ayers knows him, so he must be fine.” The clever Hermione gave her final conclusion based on their descriptions.
“Yes, that’s what I think too. If we analyze it that way, Ayers is still quite safe for now.” Cedric subconsciously touched the ring on his hand. The ring had been perfectly still, and it didn’t seem like Ayers was in any trouble.
"As long as Ayers is alright, that's all that matters." Fred had calmed down and was able to listen properly.
"But I didn't grab his hand and teleport away with him. It's all my fault." Harry suddenly felt guilty.
“That’s not true, Harry. You’ve done a great job. With Ayers’ strength, your departure was the right thing to do.” Sirius knew a bit about Ayers’ hidden strength, and he couldn’t believe that Ayers hadn’t planned to let Harry leave first.
“Harry, based on your conversation, Senior Ayers had already planned for you to leave first, so don’t blame yourself too much,” Hermione said, trying to comfort Harry when she saw him so remorseful.
"That's right, Senior Ayers is really amazing." Stop blaming yourself.
"It's alright, Harry. Ayers will probably come back on his own in a couple of days," Sirius said, rubbing Harry's drooping head.
“As long as Ayers is alright, he’ll come back to us. Harry, I’m sorry, I acted impulsively just now.” Fred was now certain that his lover was safe and sound, and apologized to Harry as if the storm had passed.
"Yeah, I know you didn't mean it." Harry's mood had stabilized a bit, but he couldn't recover all at once, so he could only manage a weak smile.
"Let's just continue as usual. We'll wait for Ayers to come back and tell us what happened." Cedric had finally understood the gist of the matter and was preparing to leave for his dormitory.
"So what's the deal with this three-way battle?" Ron suddenly asked curiously.
"We'll have to wait for Ayers to come back for now. You can just go to get out of class as usual," Sirius explained.
“It seems that’s the only way,” Fred agreed.
After that, Fred, George, and Cedric all left, leaving only Hermione, Ron, and Sirius with Harry.
"It's getting late, can we still go to the main hall for dinner?" Ron felt a little hungry, as he hadn't eaten dinner.
"All you ever think about is eating," Hermione said, rolling her eyes.
"What's wrong? I'm hungry, can't I even say so?" Ron and Hermione were still bickering as usual.
Harry just listened quietly, still feeling terrible.
"Alright, stop arguing. I can ask the house-elves to prepare some food." Sirius tapped the table, and food for several people appeared.
"It's really quite amazing." Ron couldn't shut up even while eating; he kept talking.
Harry had little appetite and just silently ate his food. Sirius and Hermione noticed that something was wrong with Harry, but they didn't know how to comfort him. They could only wait for Ayers to return.
Harry had also expended a lot of energy in that maze today. He ate a few bites of food and then walked back to the Gryffindor common room with Ron and Hermione.
"Harry Potts, come here." Just as Harry and his two friends were walking back to the Gryffindor common room, a figure in a platinum Slytherin robe suddenly grabbed the stunned Harry and dragged him toward an empty classroom.
Draco had finished dinner and was already waiting for Harry to appear on this only road.
He also wanted to know how Ayers was doing, so he separated from his small group and waited there alone.
Before Ron and Hermione could react, Harry was pulled away by someone, and when he chased after them, he was locked outside.
"I'll just ask him a few questions, and then he'll leave immediately," Draco said to Hermione and Ron before they could speak.
They all recognized Draco Malfoy's voice and knew exactly what he wanted to ask. Helpless, they could only shut up and wait for them outside, since a curfew was about to be imposed and they were afraid that making a sound would attract attention.
Draco finally understood the situation and simply pushed the door open and left.
Harry felt really tired today, having spent the whole day explaining the situation and replaying the moment he failed to catch Ayers.
As a result, I was so tired after taking a shower that I fell asleep.