I am not good at English. It's not my mother language.So，maybe I will make some mistakes in the work. read careful ,please. Thank you for reading.
reissue of old texts. The flower was no longer confined to the mouth of the Lord Voldemort, but gradually spread itself out, crisscrossing the mouth, climbing up the handsome young face of the boy, and finally enveloping his whole head. He groaned, clutching his wand in his hands, as he made his last stand. His head convulsed uncontrollably, and the vines that sealed his mouth turned bright red. Finally he spit out big drop of blood, blood is too much, even down the gap flow out. And then he died without a doubt. It's funny the way the Lord Voldemort is now. He lay half on the floor, his back against the cold wall. Puking out of his mouth was a red rose in full bloom, with a lovely sheen that made it look like human art. "How many times this week?"Riedel's voice was a little sticky from the objects in his mouth, but it did not affect his hoarse soliloquy. Now he has a look in his eye that could be described as venomous. He's not happy with the state of things. "Ta-da."The clatter of the metal made his eyes look eagerly toward the source. "The Sweet Savior has put an innocent boy in private detention,"Tom said, welcoming the visitor. "Look, baud, I'm not him, I'm not a criminal. You have nothing on me, no reason to arrest me. Get Me the hell out of here,"Tom said in an unpleasant tone. Harry Potter looked at the prisoner in disgust, and he argued lazily with the superfluous film about the weak soul. Such blatant disregard and loathing can be traced to Harry standing in the doorway and not stepping through the solid door. In fact, it's the fifth time Harry's been here this week. Since his final battle with Voldemort, peace has been restored to the wizarding world, and the gloom has lifted. If nothing else, the small piece of soul that Voldemort accidentally separated when he was finally hit. In fact, even if there is this soul film is also powerless to affect the overall situation, after all, this soul film in addition to the left character and a little memory, not even much magic. That's why Harry and the Order of the Phoenix decided to imprison him, because the sudden appearance of such a soul piece after the war would cause a great disturbance and raise questions about peace. "Why don't you just kill me?"Tom's scarlet eyes widened, and he hissed and sneered. "It looks like you're trying to imprison me for life."The young man at the door stood calmly. He did not answer. "You think you can make me suffer by keeping me prisoner all my life?"Tom demanded, his voice scornful, then he laughed wildly, "That's it, it's not love that will finally bring you your revenge.""No, I don't think so,"Harry said in a voice that calmly drove Riedel mad. "No, I want to repeat what I said during the decisive battle. Try to repent... Riedel,"Harry coaxed. Tom's pale face tinged with an unnatural flush, and he would have spat on the floor if it weren't for the flowers in his mouth. "Confess? Confess? For all the things I didn't do,"he shrieked. Harry looked him straight in the eye, staring into his bright red eyes, "No, you did. Your Eyes."Riedel gasped, and jeers, "The lives of a bunch of nobodies. That's why I'm stuck here. It's ridiculous. You people are always like this... thank me, your parents will be happy when they meet your godfather in heaven,"he said at the end, his red eyes glinting maliciously. Harry jumped into the honey trap, a sight Tom Riddle loved to see. In a fit of rage, the Savior pulled out his wand and aimed it at Riedel. "I thought you'd understand, you son of a bitch,"Riedel said with satisfaction. "You're just a ghost, try to repent,"Harry repeated. "You're so long-winded, baud. A sanctimonious face to confess? I've never done anything wrong.""You're dying, you're suffering from barfing."Hallipin's account, he had no more feeling, the only thing was that when he received the message, he gave a little mercy to the enemy of a small piece of soul. Tom suddenly calmed down. "I don't think you're aware of this,"Harry Potter said quietly for the third time, noncommittally. "Try to confess, Tom."Harry turned and left, pausing, no sign of Riedel's stoic gaze. Door closed. One door, two worlds. Riedel listened breathlessly to the final sound. This time Tom didn't answer, only felt the cage grow cold. The flowers grew so luxuriantly that he could not make a sound. The kiss he was waiting for only existed in his partner's utopia. Vomiting disease, a secret love will produce a disease. Patients with gushing flowers in the mouth, only the secret love of the person kissing the secret love can contact the disease. For soul films, sickness itself is a kind of utopia. It's a luxury to die proud.
中文：
旧文重发。
吐出的花终于不再局限于汤姆·里德尔的口腔内，而是逐渐蔓延成灾，纵横交错地伸出口腔，攀上少年英俊年轻的脸庞，最终把他整个脑袋都缠络包围了起来。他呻吟着，双手攥紧魔杖，做着临死前最后的挣扎。
他的脑袋抑制不住地剧烈抽搐，封住口腔的藤蔓渐渐染上鲜红。最后他吐出了大滴大滴的血，血实在太多了，甚至顺着缝隙流了出来。然后他没有悬念地死去了。
汤姆·里德尔现在的样子着实搞笑。他半摊在地上，背靠的是冷硬墙壁。口中呕吐出一朵盛开的红玫瑰，闪着动人的光泽，看上去像是在搞人体艺术。
"这是这个星期的第几次?"里德尔的口吻因为口中的物体有些黏糊不清，但是不影响他嘶哑的自言自语。现在他的眼神可以用怨毒来形容。他对状况很不满。
"嗒。"金属碰撞的声音响起，让他的眼神一下子迫切地往声源那儿瞧。"可爱的救世主 把一个无辜的少年关押在了私人监禁所。"汤姆对
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"听着，波特，我不是他，不是罪犯。你们没有任何罪名可以往我头上扣，也没有理由逮捕我。让我从这个鬼地方出去。"汤姆用一种让人不愉快的调调说。
哈利波特厌恶地看着囚犯，他懒地和这个多余的弱小魂片争论，多费半分口舌。
如此明显的无视与厌恶，可以追溯到从打开这扇牢固的门之后哈利只是站在门口没跨进来。
实际上，这是哈利这周第五次来这里了。自从最后他和伏地魔的决战后，巫师世界就恢复了和平，阴霾散去。如果没有节外生枝的，伏地魔在最后被击中时又意外分离出来的这一小块魂片的话。事实上就算有这个魂片也无力影响大局了，毕竟这片魂片除了遗留下来的性格与少许记忆，连魔力都没有多少。
所以哈利和凤凰社的成员们才会决定私自关押他，毕竟在战后突然出现这样一块魂片，是会引起大骚动，也会有人对和平产生质疑。
"为什么不干脆地消灭我?"汤姆猩红的眼睛张大了，他嘶声尖叫，并且冷笑："看样子你们似乎是想终生囚禁我。"
站在门口的少年平静地站着，他没有应声。
"你觉得终生囚禁我可以让我痛苦万分?"汤姆质问，声音中带着轻蔑，然后他疯狂地大笑，"这就是了，最后实现你的复仇的可不是爱。"
"不，我没有这么想。"哈利的语调平静地让里德尔发疯。
"不，我是想重复决战时说过的话。试着忏悔一下吧……里德尔。"哈利哄劝。
汤姆苍白的脸一下攀上不正常的潮红，如果不是口中有着花朵的阻碍他一定会往地上狠狠地啐一口。
他尖声道："忏悔?忏悔?为那些我没做过的事情。"
哈利直视他，盯着他鲜红的眼球，"不，你做了。你的眼睛。"
里德尔喘息了一下，发出讥笑，"一群无足轻重的人的生命，这就是我被困在这里的理由，多么可笑。你们这群人总是这样……感谢我吧，你的父母在天堂等到了你的教父，他们会为此感到开心的。"说到最后一句时他的红眸闪着恶毒的光芒。
哈利跳进了甜蜜的陷阱，这是汤姆里德尔喜闻乐见的景象。救世主怒火中烧地拔出魔杖对准里德尔。
"我以为你会懂得 你这混蛋。"
里德尔满意地勾起嘴角。"你只是个魂片，试着忏悔一下。"哈利重复了一遍。
"你可真是啰嗦，波特。一副伪善的面孔，让我忏悔?我可从未做错过事。"
"你快死了，你患了花吐症。"哈利平平的叙述，他没有再多的情感了，唯一一点在他收到这个信息时，他施舍了一小点怜悯给这个死敌的一小块魂片。
汤姆突然平静了下来，"我猜想你们不清楚这一病症。"
哈利波特不置可否，第三次轻轻地说："试着忏悔一下，汤姆。"哈利转身离去，脚步顿了顿，没有发现里德尔隐忍的目光。
门关上了，一扇门，两个世界。里德尔没有呼吸地聆听着最后的绝响。
这次汤姆没有回答，只觉得囚笼变冷了。花朵生长地更茂盛了，让他完全不能发声。
他等待的那个吻只存在于对方的乌托邦。
花吐症，暗恋才会产生的一种病症。患者口中喷涌花朵，只有被暗恋的人亲吻暗恋者才可以接触病症。
对于魂片来说，患病本身都只是一种乌托邦。傲娇至死也是奢侈。