Chapter 1 Tom Riddle

"I don't think anyone knows Harry Potter better than I do. We always face all kinds of disasters in our lives, perhaps sudden bad news, or long and numbing torture." On the [-]th of the month, Chen Yang, who had just finished watching "Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone", walked out of the cinema and talked to his friends, "But we always have to maintain high fighting spirit, this is not only the hope for a better future. , but an uncompromising gesture - we live in the gutter, but we still need to look up to the sky."

The friend was holding an ice cream stick in his mouth and looked at him and nodded, as if he had heard some golden sentence in life: "But how should we get out of the gutter..."

"For example, now, I think I can be a hero!"

He suddenly ran to the middle of the road, and in his friend's astonished eyes, a picture was reflected: a semi-trailer carrying steel pipes slammed towards the side of the road. In the middle of the road stood a petrified child with a magic wand from a movie theater in his hand, while his ordinary friend from childhood threw off the bag he was carrying and sprinted towards the child.

Our protagonist hugged the child and ran towards the other half of the road, but because he rushed too fast, he lost his balance. The semi-trailer suddenly braked and the trailer that came in front slammed into the two of them. hit, and flew out to the side of the road.

After a while, his friend ran over anxiously, seeing him staring at the sky in a daze, this swipe of blue was the last thing he saw.

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Crying, laughing, screaming, dazzling red and scorching air occupy all five senses, "Am I in the incinerator? I can save it." Chen Yang was about to call for help, but found himself speechless. , the body does not obey, can only cry.

Soon, drowsiness came like a tide. Among the raging fires, a woman in a black dress walked quickly through the alley, and a little baby curled up in the basket she was carrying, sleeping soundly. Zhengxiang.

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On July 1938, 11, [-]-year-old Nelson was sitting on the roof of the orphanage in West London, watching the friends downstairs singing and dancing around the bonfire, and the aroma of barbecue wafting to him, "My aunt often gave I will send food, let these good things be left to these real orphans..." He swallowed, "However, it's so delicious..."

Even in such a corner of the city where children gather, the cloud of war still hangs over the courtyard, and even in the world's largest empire on which the sun never sets, the children in the orphanage can only eat meat products during the festival. The grilled meat made from the leftovers of the factory, the gentlemen who used to come to the next block to put on a show are no longer here. They are busy in the newspapers appealing to the people to be rational and not afraid of war. Prepare the annual ticket of the Dutch ferry company, I am afraid that you have already made plans to run away at any time.

"These gentlemen don't even bother to do face projects... At least they could drink fish soup when they were fine before." Nelson murmured boredly.

"That's right Nal, they really make me sick." Looking at Tom who suddenly turned to his side, Nelson was startled and almost rolled off the roof.

"Tom, why don't you eat down there?" Looking at his roommate speechlessly, Nelson added: "No one of the royal family has a birthday this year. If you want to eat a good meal, you can only wait until next year. "

"Eating with them also makes me sick." Tom is a handsome young man, his hair is combed back like black jade, he has a long, thin body, and his fingers are slender and knuckles on the ground. Clearly, he is a good hand holding a pen, his face is fair, even a little morbidly pale. In fact, most of the children in the orphanage, except for the naturally dark children, have such pale skin, but it is different from their appearance as a tuberculosis. He looks like a noble boy who doesn't like sports.

Nelson looked up at Tom, Tom's eyes were like black jade, and his own shadow was reflected in his pupils - what kind of boy is this!Clothed in light golden soft semi-long hair, he is tall and tall and healthy. His face is soft and always smiling. It seems that everything in the world can make him feel happy from the bottom of his heart. The pupils shone with light.What a handsome young man!
"If you don't like eating together, you can serve it up," Nelson suggested.

"I'm not interested, and if you bring it up, Mrs. Cole may kill us. But there is one thing you should be interested in. I heard that Germany is recruiting people with special abilities all over the world. If we go, maybe we can mix it up. An officer." Tom said excitedly, which was related to the biggest secret of the two of them. They were both "superhumans", capable of taking objects from the air, talking to animals, and summoning flames, which made him Full of confidence and ambition, "such a starting point is enough for us to rely on our ability to become people who truly hold power."

"You will only be used as a mouse to dissect for an experiment." Nelson retorted weakly, he clearly understood what kind of power this was, this was magic, and they were in a world of magic.

Yes, this is the world of "Harry Potter", and the ability they master is magic.And Tom is the famous second-generation Dark Lord, Voldemort, Tom Marvolo Riddle.And our protagonist is Chen Yang, who was unfortunately killed in a car accident. Fortunately, in misfortune, Chen Yang finally practiced his own understanding of the spiritual core of "Harry Potter" before his death. , even call it worthless, but at the moment he rushed to the road, he achieved his own courage and became a hero to others.After all, the hymn of man is the hymn of courage.

After a few years of ignorance, he realized that he had come to Europe before World War II and became a child named Nelson Wirtning Williams. This kind of possession can be said to be the most common way of crossing. .The unique memory made Nelson extremely precocious as a child, which made him very different from other children, and also attracted the attention of another teenager in the same orphanage, Tom Riddle.

When Nelson first learned that the person who lived upstairs had the same name as Voldemort, he refused. This sense of absurdity reached its peak after Tom privately showed him his unique "talent", and he could only accept it. This cruel fact - being a muggle in the wizarding world, but when he tried to rescue a cat that fell into the water and the cat flew out of the water, he understood that in this cruel In the world of , he is also fortunate to be a lucky part, he has the qualifications to become a wizard!

Childhood friendships are easy to forge, often pure and long-lasting.According to the trend of the plot, Tom will show his magic and power to the children in the same orphanage in a way that ordinary people can't understand, and will become a black magician in the future, but why is Tom not a victim of cold violence?The lonely environment leads to an awkward personality, while magical abilities sharpen his self-preservation...even terrifying.Nelson believed that no one was born a Dark Lord. "It is not our ability but our choice that determines who we become." Dumbledore's epigram has always been in his heart.

Tom and Nelson soon became close friends, even the most powerful Dark Lord did not long for loneliness when he was young, and even the Death Eaters were his servants, but they were called "family". ".Nelson often "chanted" some positive quotes to Tom, which always confused the young Tom.Tom also often shared his ideals with Nelson, such as "becoming a nobleman", "becoming an officer", "becoming a prime minister" and so on. Although Nelson was relieved that he did not have such ideals as "becoming the Dark Lord", he was also at the moment. Wary, he felt the quest for power and power from Tom's dream, as if a natural ambition, and this inclination became stronger as the dream grew bigger and bigger, not wanting to be the Dark Lord may just be because Tom Didn't know magic existed.

"Why do you want to be an officer? You have to train every day, and you have to fight. It's all wind and sun." Nelson tried to get Tom to give up the idea of ​​being a warmonger.

"Our talents are born to take away what the mediocrity occupies." Tom argues with the logic that he is proud of. "The mediocrity is in a high position and has nothing to do. It makes me sick."

"You're a villain, why don't you want to be a decent character, like Superman?"

"Superman? What is that?"

"That's a comic that just came out last month, an American superhero. I'll bring you that Action Comics later."

"Where did you get the American comics?"

"Didn't you notice? There are more and more Americans on the streets recently."

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At this moment, while the two were sitting on the roof discussing comics and ideals, an uninvited guest came to the orphanage.He had long auburn hair and a beard, and was dressed in an elegant burgundy velvet suit. He had a handsome face, a light-hearted, but gloomy look. In his right hand was a wand. He was Albus Dumble. profitable.

Albus Dumbledore knocked on the door of the building of the orphanage, and nodded to the girl who opened the door for him, "Good afternoon, I have an appointment with a Mrs. Cole, who, I think, is the steward here. Bar?"

The helper girl nodded in a panic, called Mrs. Cole's name, and immediately heard Mrs. Cole's response from inside the building.

Dumbledore stepped back from the building door before entering the building, looked up to the roof, and found the two teenagers looking at him, he winked at them and smiled.

Seeing Dumbledore, Nelson understood that the wheels of history were turning, oh no, it was the broom of history that was flying. "A decent gentleman like me should go to Gryffindor, or Ravenclaw?" he thought happily.

Tom snorted disdainfully: "What kind of aesthetic is this man, the color of his suit makes me feel sick."

(End of this chapter)

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