My classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

134 Bloodline

"Lola...Riddle?" Tom put the photo on the arm of the sofa, tapped it lightly with his index finger, and watched old Tom move back to his sofa and sit down.

"That's right, that's the name." Seeing that Old Tom had lost the strength to speak, the butler replied standing aside, "Look how much the lady in the photo looks like you!"

"It's quite similar." Tom pursed his lips, and asked, "Did she get lost in London?"

"Yes."

"Abducted by traffickers?"

"This...we're not sure," the old housekeeper replied after thinking for a moment, "But she was accompanied by more than one maid at that time, so she probably didn't simply get lost."

"..."

"Master?" Seeing that Tom was silent, the old butler called out cautiously.

"I see." said Tom, standing up on the armrest, and taking the hat and putting it on his head, "I'll keep an eye on it."

After that, he turned and walked towards the door.

The old butler stepped forward, stopped in front of him, stared at Tom closely, as if he was afraid that he would run away, and asked, "Master, won't you go back with us?"

"Isn't it just in Hangleton?" Tom quickly walked around the butler and held the doorknob. "When I find that Laura Riddle, I will naturally bring her to your house."

"It's 'our home', Tom." Old Tom, who was lying on the sofa for a while, said suddenly, "Your home is also in Hangleton."

"I have a home." Tom opened the door and said back, "Don't worry, as long as I find her, I will take her there."

"..." Old Tom panted heavily, looked at Tom's back, and said, "You can live here, I'm going back, the room is still two weeks away."

"No," Tom walked out of the room and closed the door, "I've booked a room downstairs."

"He really doesn't care about my money."

After Tom left, old Tom lay on the sofa and lit another cigarette, the last one in the pack the butler brought, he said impertinently, puffing.

"The young master may have other pursuits." The butler brought a new pack and comforted him. "You don't have to worry about him. Didn't the reports say that? He also has his own career."

"Do you think I'm worried about him?" Old Tom was puffing on his cigarette, sucking hard when he was choking, "How could someone like him be starved to death, he's exactly like me!"

"That's what you said, sir."

Old Tom put out the cigarette butt on the armrest of the sofa, scorching a hole in the leather, and flung the cigarette butt, still glowing with faint sparks, viciously onto the carpet.

The room fell into silence, the fire in the fireplace was completely extinguished, and the crackling of firewood disappeared without a trace.

After a long time, until the sound of Tom's footsteps completely disappeared in the corridor, old Tom suddenly raised his head, looked at the butler standing behind him, and asked softly:

"He said he was the same person as she was, did you hear that?"

"I heard it, master." The butler nodded, then shook his head again, "Master, there is no... well, the young master said this."

"He's just like her..." Old Tom's cloudy eyes sparkled. "No wonder, no wonder he doesn't like this family. It all makes sense, but why?"

"Why?" The old butler didn't know what to say, he just repeated old Tom's question like a joke.

"Why? He obviously looks so much like me, completely different from his ugly devil mother, the blood of the noble Riddle family flows in his body, and he even has the same name as me!" Old Tom was emotional, The faster he spoke, the louder his voice became. He clenched his fists tightly, the protruding blood vessels stood out on the back of his pale hands, and the cigarette in his hand was squeezed into two pieces. Old Tom raised his fist and hit the armrest vigorously. "Why is he like that devil? Why is he like her!"

"My lord, he is not your only child after all."

"I know!" Old Tom panted heavily. Unlike ordinary Muggles, he believed in such supernatural things with special experience. He covered his chest and said, "But what should I do? I I have thought about countless scenarios, and there are thousands of ways, but... go, get me the medicine!"

"Master...Master!" Seeing that Old Tom was a little out of breath, the butler immediately brought a medicine bottle to feed the master. After a flurry of movements, Old Tom lay down on the big bed in the room and fell asleep. The old butler Standing by the large window of the reception room, looking out at the cloudless sunny day, he sighed heavily.

……

"I'll get the keys." Tom, who walked to the lobby, stood in front of the counter and tapped his knuckles on the table, waking up the girl who was dozing inside. "It's not a good habit to sleep during working hours."

"Hold... sorry!" The girl jumped up from the chair and said loudly, "Mr. Gustav, I was wrong!"

"I'm not your manager." Tom put his arms on the counter and said helplessly, "Give me the key, didn't I book the room just now?"

"Okay...okay." The girl bent down clumsily to find the key from the drawer behind the counter. The doorman's hat knocked over the vase on the table. A round badge is called out.

Tom put the vase back on the table, picked up the badge, and looked at it carefully. There were two crossed golden cross keys carved on the badge on the black background.

"Sorry, sir!" The girl held Tom's room key in both hands, bowed her head deeply and apologized.

"What's this?" Tom asked, taking the key, putting it in his pocket, and holding up the badge.

"This is the golden key badge, sir," came a weak male voice, the manager of the hotel pushed open the small door behind the lobby and walked out, took the badge from Tom, bowed and thanked, "Thank you for helping the doorman avoid Some trouble."

"Gu...Mr. Gustav!" The girl buried her head even lower.

Gustav tapped the girl's head lightly, and asked with a frown, "I heard you apologizing to me in the corridor, what's going on, when did you stutter?"

"I...I didn't."

"Stuttering again," Gustav's hand was a little heavier, "Why are you stuttering again!"

As the saying goes, the easiest way to stutter is to learn to stutter. Seeing that Gustav also stuttered, Tom's depression in Old Tom's room dissipated quickly, and he couldn't help laughing. Seeing He was about to hit the doorman girl again, and Tom hurriedly said: "Mr. Gustav, you haven't said what this badge is?"

"Oh... sir," hearing the guest's question, Gustav straightened his collar, stood straight in front of Tom, and said, "This is a hotel management alliance, and only hotels with a certain level of service can join. A symbol of the hotel's status, in addition to that, the person holding the badge can also get help from other alliance members."

"That's a good idea..." Tom nodded approvingly.

"What did you say? I also think this is a good idea." Although what he said was not the same thing at all, Gustav took over the conversation freely, bowed deeply again, and said, "Thank you so much, It's been lost for a long time, and we even planned to get a replacement, but you found it... I don't know which unlucky person threw it into the vase."

The girl's head was buried even lower. Seeing this, Tom saw the situation clearly and asked with a smile, "Okay, Mr. Gustav, can someone take me to the room?"

Gustav stopped extending his hand to the girl's head. He gave the girl a look and said, "Doorman, quickly take the guests to the room."

"Okay, Mr. Gustav." The girl who escaped from the "claw" stopped stammering immediately, and she took Tom and ran upstairs as if escaping.

……

"It's not bad, the environment here is much better than Nurmengard."

Professor Twelve Trees handed Nelson to the janitor and left first. The janitor took Nelson to Lori Ann's cottage, although it was not a beautiful house made of rose-colored bricks as Nelson imagined. , but the pure wooden two-story cottage also looks very warm, with a half-story attic on the top floor, and a blackened chimney is emitting smoke.

The hut is surrounded by an endless coniferous forest, and Nelson can’t see the species of those trees. Directly opposite the hut is a flower garden, covered with a huge hemispherical transparent cover. Under the direct sunlight, there are all kinds of strange flowers in the flower garden They looked colorful, with some colorful little creatures rarely seen in the UK flying around inside the covers.

"That's great." Nelson admired the scenery in the flower garden with satisfaction. "The gardens in England are full of potato-like goblins. They should learn from it and introduce some flower fairies or something."

After appreciating it, Nelson pushed open the door and walked into the wooden house. Lori Ann was busy cleaning up the room, and the little alchemists running around the room didn't seem to be helping, but adding to the chaos.

"Do you need help?"

"Help me carry the pot on the stove to the coffee table." Lori Ann wiped the sweat from her forehead and continued to direct the puppets to clean the corners. She directed Nelson, "You are hungry, I guess I will go to the restaurant now It’s too late, I’ve prepared some food, let’s make do with it. Oh, by the way, your room is upstairs, the one in the middle——Nedand helped you send your luggage up.”

"Okay." Nelson walked to the stove, picked up the squeaky kettle, and asked, "Who is Nedander?"

"It's the janitor who brought me here."

"Oh, it turned out to be her," Nelson walked to the coffee table with the kettle in his hand, felt the temperature of the kettle, picked a flower from the flower basket on the table, turned it into a knitted teapot mat, and put the kettle on After sitting on it, he brought two teacups from the kitchen, found an empty space on the sofa and sat down, sighing, "I may be old, my memory is getting worse, and I keep forgetting things."

"That's not old," Lorian directed the dolls to find a place to rest, went to sit next to Nelson, took off the apron, gave him a blank look, and said, "You must be stupid."

"That's true." Nelson poured out two cups of tea, blew with his mouth to cool down, and said, "It is said that there was a war, and I don't know what happened."

"Here," Lori Ann pouted towards Nelson, "you have a newspaper by your side."

Nelson looked down and saw a basket next to his buttocks. He put down his teacup, took out a newspaper, spread it on his lap, and began to read it carefully.

After a while, he raised his head, took a sip of the already cold tea, and said, "Sure enough, we won't be able to go back for a while."

"I can't go back anymore." Lori Ann laughed, and while Nelson was reading the newspaper just now, the table was already full of pastries.

"By the way," Nelson asked cautiously with jelly stuffed in his mouth, "do you have any idea about your going home?"

"I..." Luo Lian shook her head desolately and said, "I don't have any hope yet, but—"

"But what?" Nelson demanded.

"Do you really believe that I am not from this world?" Lori Ann changed the subject and asked curiously, "The Andre guide you are with still thinks that I slipped from some isolated magic island kingdom The fugitive princess who came out, can't wait to establish diplomatic relations with my country."

"I believe," Nelson looked into Lori Ann's eyes, nodded earnestly, and said, "I can tell at a glance that you are not a local - magic with such a huge difference cannot be developed in one country, especially Dinkas. ...Uh, where's Dinkas?"

"It was a little scared and went upstairs to sleep."

"Well," Nelson went on, "I think your magic and the wizard's system are almost completely different except for the names, and I believe those names are your own translations based on the language here."

"That's right." Luo Lian raised her eyebrows.

"I've always wanted to talk to you about this topic alone," Nelson said, raising his hand and pointing at his temple, "It's just that there are always people around you, so it's not very convenient. I'm actually the same as you."

"Are you the same as me?" Luo Lian's eyebrows became higher and higher, and the girl's young and full forehead had forehead lines, and she raised her voice, "Could it be that you are also—"

"You and I..." Nelson thought for a while, and even had the idea of ​​confessing in his heart, but he dismissed it, and said, "You and I have the same yearning for the unknown world. If it is true as White said, the flames of war will at least It will not spread here within the year, and I think we have at least a calm and sufficient time to study this matter."

While talking, Nelson sat upright, raised his arms and said, "I saw a century-old idea in a journal, a magic prop that reverses time through magic power, but it has not been realized even today. It is called 'Time Converter' , if we can make a breakthrough in this area, we must be able to achieve our respective goals, I set a time, just three years!"

"I'm going to write a letter." Before Lori Ann could answer, Nelson got up and went upstairs to leave, and said to Lori Ann, "I will trouble you by washing the dishes today, and I will definitely do it next time."

(End of this chapter)