"Hogwarts Melon Eater (

"Mary, Mary..."

"Mary, wake up! We still have a lot to do today!"

The noisy voice made Mary open her eyes. She blocked the dazzling sunlight with her hands. The soft mattress under her body gave her an unreal feeling. "I..." She tried to speak, and found that her voice became Crisp and melodious.

Mary was stunned, sat up, and found herself sitting in a familiar place, which was not normal, even though this familiar place was the bedroom where she had lived for more than ten years, but Mary knew that she should not be here, Since she was terminally ill, she has rarely left the hospital ward.

She stared at her hands, very young hands. Mary jumped out of bed and found the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the room like a madman. A young girl appeared in front of Mary's eyes, with long blond hair and bright eyes. eyes, looking very healthy-

Mary covered her mouth in front of the mirror, and the beauty in the mirror also covered her mouth, which made Mary sure that the young woman in the mirror was really herself.

Is all your experience just a dream?

"Mary—" The door of the room opened, and the woman in the apron stood at the door and looked at Mary angrily, "Look at you! You're still wearing messy hair! Why haven't you changed your pajamas—it's today. Your big day!"

"Mom?" Mary's tears were about to fall, and she rushed to hug the woman with a scowl on her face, "I had a nightmare! A very bad, very bad nightmare!"

"Oh—" Mary's mother's tone became gentle, and she hugged Mary back, "Poor child, but the nightmares are all fake and the opposite of reality, don't be afraid," she touched Mary's messy hair, Trying to help her straighten out, "What did you dream about?"

"I dreamed that I was married to a man, a doctor, but I forgot what his name was, and we had a daughter...the days were happy...until our daughter died in the fire..."

"It's horrible," Mother Mary motioned for Mary to continue.

"Then I got sick, very sick," Mary squeezed the corner of her nightgown, "I remember lying in the hospital bed... the man... he said he didn't want me to die, he wanted to save me... and then I woke up from my dream!"

"A doctor..." Mama Mary breathed a sigh of relief and muttered, "Fortunately Mr. Tom is not a doctor... none of this will happen..."

"What are you talking about, mom?" Mary tilted her head, looking a little puzzled, but she quickly got the answer.

"Honey, you're so confused by the nightmare! Did you forget that today is the big day you've been looking forward to?"

"What day?" Mary frowned.

Mary's mother gave Mary a stern look, "Go wash up! Sober yourself up! The boss of Dort is about to bring the cake, you remember to put the cake on the far left table - by the way, two The little doll is on top of the cake!"

"What cake? Who's birthday today?"

Mary's head was lightly beaten by her mother, "What birthday—" Mary's mother frowned, "I tell you Mary! You are not allowed to joke about the usual insignificant jokes today, today is your wedding! Wedding is a lifetime. One of the important things, I gotta make sure you don't screw it up!"

"My wedding?!" Mary's eyes widened, "I—with whom?!"

Now Mary's mother is really worried about Mary, "What's the matter, child, that nightmare is really so terrifying? You won't forget your wedding with Tom, will you?"

"Tom?" Mary searched the memory in her head, but found that she knew too many people named Tom, "Which Tom?"

"Of course it's my Tom, who can please you more than my Tom?" A magnetic voice came from the direction of the stairs, and a handsome man in a black suit came up with a smile, "My dear, your humor The feeling always fascinates me.”

"Tom Riddle!" Mary cried out in surprise. She didn't know if her current experience was real, because in her nightmare Tom Riddle and she were not as close as they are now.

Mary tried to recall the story of herself and Tom, and found that she really remembered a lot. The memories were presented in her mind like a movie. Tom, the **** of Little Hangleton, pursued her, but she never agreed, and they got along for a long time. Later, I found that Tom is a good person. On the way to a picnic, he helped a disabled girl who looked to both sides with two eyes, and bravely helped her drive away the gangsters who came to harass...

And then...and what...Mary touched her head, oh, she remembered, Tom became her boyfriend, soon her fiancé, and now, they're getting married.

"What's wrong dear?" Tom frowned, looking pitiful. "What did I do wrong? Why are you calling my name like that all of a sudden?"

"Oh—Tom," Mary's mother patted Tom on the shoulder, "Mary had a nightmare. I don't think she's recovered yet. She's a little dazed."

"You must be terrified! Honey, are you all right?" Tom came over and hugged Mary. "Should I call the town doctor? I know your heart hasn't been doing well. Maybe we can get Burns. Sir, come and check for you."

"No—" The person who refused was Mary's mother, and she shook her head, "No need! Tom!" Perhaps feeling a little stiff in her words, she coughed, "I mean, Mary is doing well, the family The doctor had her medicine ready before she left - and I don't really trust the new doctor at the community hospital, Burns, who is too young."

"Bones?" Mary repeated the name, which she always found familiar, "Oh—" she clapped her hands, and fragmented memories emerged, "Is it the man who sent me to the hospital when I fainted!"

She saw Tom looking at herself suspiciously, "When did Burns take you to the hospital?"

"You don't know Burns at all," Mary's mother sent Mary back to the room with a bad expression. "You two never met!"

"But..." Mary's words were interrupted by a shrill voice, "Madam! Miss Mary! The wedding dress has been delivered!" Then a tall woman with a clothes rack stepped on her high heels and walked up resolutely, followed by a staggering figure behind her. Girl holding a cosmetic box.

Seeing Mary just woke up, the tall slender woman frowned, "This can't be done! Miss Mary! You can't hold back the bridesmaids now, but those crazy women are trying to hold back Mr. Riddle. Suppress your brilliance in front of you!"

Riddle touched his nose, and a baguette in Little Hangleton could hit two or three of Riddle's ex-girlfriends.

"I…"

"Stop talking, Miss Mary! Leave the gorgeous rhetoric after the wedding, we have to hurry up!" The tall slender woman took out the waistband with one hand and brought Mary back to the room with the other.

"Click," the door closed.

By the time the door opened again, Mary was already dressed to the fullest.

"You look so beautiful," the middle-aged man in a brown suit stood aside, "I've been imagining this moment..." Having said this, the middle-aged man choked a little.

"Dad," Mary hugged his father reassuringly, listening to him nagging.

"My proudest little Mary, you are already a big girl in a blink of an eye! I still remember the naughty scene where you played the little witch on the broom at home," Mary's father said with some emotion, "You have been special since you were a child. Child, everyone wants to be a princess who was woken up by a kiss, but you want to be that sly witch, and you asked me why the witch can't be rescued by a knight and have a happy ending—"

"Dad!" Mary interrupted her old father's memories with a smile, "When did this happen!"

"To me, it's like it was yesterday, and you're still the little girl holding the octopus, pulling my sleeve and yelling for me to tell me a bedtime story," Mary's father wiped away his tears and let Mary hold himself arms and took her from the balcony stairs to the garden.

The garden had long been set up, and the guests were casting all sorts of glances at Mary from their seats, which made Mary nervous.

"Don't be nervous—marriage is much easier than driving!" Mary's father joked and patted Mary's hand comfortingly, and the wedding march with piano accompaniment sounded at this time.

Mary smiled, her eyes focused on Tom in a suit not far away, the priest of Little Hangleton Church was standing next to him, holding a thick book that looked a bit ridiculous, she felt someone Holding her wedding dress, she turned her head and saw that it turned out to be two cute little flower girls like angels.

"You put the pendant around your neck."

Mary subconsciously looked down at the golden pendant around her neck. "Yes, Dad," she smiled, "I saw it on the dresser, and I liked this gift."

"My mother put my picture in it and gave it to me when I got married, and I put your picture in it now and give it to you when you're happy," Papa Mary paused for a second , "There is magic in the pendant, it will protect you and the ones we love."

"Very meaningful inheritance," Mary touched the pendant on her chest.

They finally came to Tom and the priest. Mary's father put Mary's hand on Tom's left forearm, then looked at the two of them, turned and walked to Mary's mother's place, where Tom's parents were still standing.

Mary looked at Tom, with happy smiles on their faces, "Mary," Mary heard her father calling her, so she turned her head to the side, and saw that her father, who was about to walk to the audience seat, had stopped and was serious. Looking at her, "Mary, this is your choice, my sly little witch, tell me, did you really get a happy ending?"

"Don't make trouble at your daughter's wedding!" Mother Mary walked over in two or three steps and pulled Father Mary to the audience, embarrassingly smiled at Mrs. Riddle, who seemed a little dissatisfied beside her.

"I still think this venue is a little petty," Mrs. Riddle raised her head, her tone full of nitpicking. "What is the bride wearing on her neck? Gold? It's vulgar. What about the emeralds I gave?"

"Mrs. Riddle, the gems you gave are too precious..." Mother Mary smiled, but in fact squeezed the skirt.

Mrs. Riddle replied casually, "That's the cheapest one I've ever had - wow, and," she glanced at Mother Mary, who was uneasy, "they'd go to Italy after the wedding, honeymoon, and short Time lives there."

Before waiting for Mary's mother to speak, Mrs. Riddle continued to add, "This is a good opportunity. My husband's business needs Tom to help him over, and it is also a good opportunity for the newlyweds to enhance their relationship."

"I was looking for a daughter-in-law in Italy. Who knew this would happen, oh, I mean, maybe Mary's not bad, too," Mrs. Riddle shook her head. "Who knows what's going to happen in the future."

Mother Mary's face was ugly.

"Mary," Tom laughed heartily, noticing the pendant on Mary's neck, "let me take a wild guess, you have a picture of me hanging around your neck?"

Mary stared at his beautiful eyes and shook her head gently, "Dad said there is a picture of me inside, and the magic pendant can protect me."

"Magic?" Tom frowned when he heard the magic, but quickly stretched out and put on a gentle smile again, "My Mary is always so innocent and pure, but sometimes magic can't protect you, you What is needed is a heroic knight like me."

"You don't believe in magic?" Mary touched the pendant on her chest again. For some reason, she always felt that her heart began to hurt.

"I don't believe it," mentioned magic again, and Tom's face showed disgust again. "Those things are not real. If you like, I can take you to the backstage of the circus to hear the magician you know introduce his tricks."

"If I were a witch, would you marry me?" Mary tilted her head, her veil was a little crooked by the wind, and Tom could clearly see her beauty.

"You're not a witch," Tom looked into her eyes fondly. "You're a princess."

Mary didn't like hearing people say that, so she looked away awkwardly, playing with the pendant on her chest, "click," the pendant opened easily.

A photo of a little girl.

"You were so cute when you were little, my princess," Tom said, looking at the picture in the pendant.

But Mary found that it was not herself, and in an instant, many lost memories came back.

Mary stared at the photo. "I'm not a princess who needs protection, I don't need a knight," she said.

"I am the proud Mary of my father, the brave Mary. I don't like men who talk flatly, and I don't like the countless radishes of my lovers. I have made many mistakes, and I have also cried sadly, but the most important thing is—"

"I've never regretted my choice, even if it wasn't perfect, that's the ending I don't regret."

"Bones," Mary sighed, "I didn't expect to see you again."

After saying this, Mary found that everything around her was still, and a man's voice sounded in the distance, "Mary..."

Bones, a skeleton, came out from behind the stationary guests, with a silly smile on his face, "But I'm glad to see you."

He didn't move closer. "Dear Mary, this should be the last time we meet."

"You're going to die," Mary looked at Burns, and it was not difficult to come to this conclusion, she suddenly felt a little stunned, and her face showed a helpless expression, "You have been in that broken basement for decades, using various Resurrecting me in such a way has caused me great pain, and now it has turned me into a monster that is neither human nor ghost—"

"Then you tell me—you're going to die!" Mary waved her arms exaggeratedly. "I won't miss you, Burns, and I'll even hate you so much!"

"But you still insisted on your original choice... You had a chance to get a happy ending, marry Riddle, and leave Little Hangleton to live a happy and prosperous life..." Bones still smiled, "In your life, Shouldn't have me."

"You want me to marry that **** who eloped with a crazy woman and came back irresponsibly?" Mary shook her head in disbelief. "I don't know if you love me or hate me! Listen, Bone. Well, we had a very happy time, even though our marriage wasn't blessed by most—"

"But I've never regretted it," Mary looked at Burns solemnly, "I told you, Burns, we've been losing, and you've got to build the courage in the process to face the final separation. "

"You've always had courage, Mary, and I'm a coward who doesn't want to face death," Burns nodded. "But thanks to you, I've found courage now."

Mary was silent for a while. "We didn't get divorced, did we?"

"No," Burns was silent for a moment.

"Then I will atone for you," Mary snorted coldly, "you let innocent people die for me, and your death will not comfort those grieving souls who cling to me, weeping about your inhumane crimes !"

"I'm sorry," Burns apologized, his body gradually vitrifying, then shattering into pieces starting from his feet.

"What should the police do if it's useful to say sorry?" Mary roared violently, then sighed, "Forget it, since you're a coward, I won't scold you anymore, anyway, you're about to disappear, tortured After me so long-"

"I tell you Burns, I'm going to see all the good things in the world, find a dozen lovers, have a dozen dogs, and I'm going to enjoy life! And you can never enjoy the good things Everything, you resurrected me and lost your life - what do you think?"

"You could have married another after I died, had a lovely child, watched all the good things in the world, and lived a happy life in a rocking chair by the fireplace in my old age, I wouldn't hate you, I would even Bless you, those who are alive should have continued on."

"Me?" Burns watched as his hands disappeared, "I've seen all the good things in the world, that's enough," he soon found himself unable to turn his head, "although there is no rocking chair by the fireplace. I went to ~lightnovelpub.net~ but I have lived a complete life, and I have no regrets for making such a choice."

"When have you traveled the world?" Mary couldn't help but change the subject as she watched Burns disappear.

"I've basically never been out of Little Hangleton," Burns grinned, barely controlling his muscles.

"Then what beautiful scenery have you seen? The most beautiful thing in Little Hangleton is the maple leaf, which is far worse than the meteor shower and the aurora! Little poor **** - you've wasted your life!"

"Mary," Burns' face began to shatter, one of his eyes was gone, and the other was still looking at Mary, "it's you."

Burns died, leaving behind a mess.

Mary watched Burns disappear, stunned for a while, and then snorted a little fiercely, "Damn it."

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"Roar—" The huge roar penetrated Little Hangleton, and the birds in the woods were all startled and scurrying around.

The Auror, with blood running down his cheeks, stared at the monster in front of him getting closer and closer. "Be careful!" Moody rushed out and caught the red monster before the Auror was crushed to death.

There was a loud bang, and the ground shook violently. After everyone came back to their senses, they saw the red giant fell to the ground without warning, just as it broke free from the ice without warning before.

A pendant appeared on the monster's neck, and then an astonishing scene appeared. The monster's body gradually shrank, and the floral dress on his body and the pendant on his neck also shrank. Finally, the monster disappeared, replaced by a beautiful lady.

Even seeing such a thing with my own eyes is really hard to accept.

Anna was the first to digest this result.

She even suspected that Burns had irradiated his wife with gamma rays in order to save her.