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Chapter 238 Some Unpleasant Memories
Tom is staying today in Draco's dorm.

In Draco's dormitory, a new bed appeared.

It is said that this was requested by Tom himself.

He had a great time talking with Draco's roommates and Draco.

But today is a very tiring day, even if they are wizards, they feel very tired.

I went to bed early at ten o'clock.

And Tom, although he closed his eyes, actually...he couldn't sleep.

It's been 12 years at night, and it's pitch black outside.

The Slytherin lounge cannot see the moon outside, and they who live deep underground will be a little dark even in the daytime.

At most, the lights all over could bring them some brightness.

This brightness will continue forever, powered by some magical items, a steady stream of light.

Early on, Tom was curious about things that could generate a constant source of light.

Later, though, he became more interested in the dark arts.

However, any kind of magic research is bound to be affected by it.

Back then, he was too deeply influenced by black magic, and he couldn't extricate himself.

He could only make mistakes again and again, coupled with his own paranoia, and the influence of Slytherin House on him.

If you want to integrate, you must first establish a concept.

In addition, he was surprised to find that his matriarchal family turned out to be one of the branches from the Slytherin family.

Gaunt family!

Due to all kinds of coincidences, he has become extremely paranoid about the ideas of his ancestor Slytherin.

Judging from his current eyes, perhaps if he hadn't been so paranoid at the beginning, he could have used another way to slowly figure it out.

Those pure blood families should be swept into the dustbin of history.

Obviously, I have seen Grindelwald's wizard supremacy concept, and I have seen the one who started the wizard's war with his powerful appeal.

Wanting to unify wizards almost suppressed Muggles in the Muggle War.

Although it seems a bit biased to me now.

But, it's better than the idea of ​​using fear to maintain the supremacy of pure blood.

The more I think about it, the more ashamed I feel.

This is also a truth that he deeply understands after he wakes up, after his soul is completely awake.

Fortunately, that magical elixir helped his soul return to integrity.

The consistent idea carried by the cloak of justice made him wake up in time.

The soul cannot be lost, even if you are studying black magic, you must ensure the integrity and purity of your soul.

Thinking back to the time when I resolutely cut my soul because of the Horcrux recorded in that book.

Tom opened his eyes.

The book was found in the library.

But the place where the book is placed is where he often reads books.

Now think about it carefully, could someone plot against him behind this.

Otherwise, he wouldn't know what it means for a wizard to keep his soul intact and pure.

Who could have plotted against him?

The only ones who know that he often reads at that window seat... are quite a few.

Therefore, even though Tom has come to his senses now and knows that someone plotted against him decades ago, he is still helpless.

There is no way, there are too many people who know where they like to go and where they like to sit.

"Revealing the Secrets of Cutting-Edge Black Magic is really a good book."

"Split the soul to make a Horcrux, cast blood curses on other people's flesh and blood, transform yourself to be closer to evil, and there are too many."

"Is such a book, in retrospect, really the book I should have gotten in the fourth grade?"

"It's a good plan, a good conspiracy, don't let me know which one of you planned me, otherwise..."

Tom's murmur had died away. He stood up and walked outside.

The time has come, tonight is a good time for a night tour.

It is estimated that Filch, who has been wandering and patrolling around Hogwarts, has also fallen asleep.

It had been a long time since he experienced the feeling of night tour at Hogwarts.

Today, is a good choice.

Walking in the corridors of each dormitory, the lights on both sides of the corridor flickered.

After all, it was already midnight, and in order not to consume more, the house elves would generally reduce the function of the lights in the Slytherin lounge at this point.

At one o'clock, the lights will all go out.

At six o'clock the next day, it will light up again.

Tom is very familiar with these.

Even in a few decades, as long as Hogwarts does not undergo any major changes, this situation will continue.

Across the corridor, Tom paused in front of a certain dormitory door.

He turned his head and looked at the house number on it.

I watched it carefully for a few seconds.

This is where he used to live.

This was also the place where he felt the most extreme malice of Slytherin House for the first time.

It was also here that he completed his first transformation.

Unscrupulous and brazen.

No one would know that he started his study of the black arts to protect himself from the oppression of the students of the same academy.

Even Dumbledore!

That was the most impressive and unforgettable experience for him.

Slytherin house had taught him how important power was.

Since they are not willing to be obedient, then force them to talk to themselves with force.

That was the most paranoid thought of young Tom when he was beaten with blood on his head.

How is a suspected Muggle-born treated in Slytherin, unlike other houses?

Bullied, ridiculed, beaten.

He's been through it all.

Seeing this number plate again, Tom took a deep breath to suppress the hatred that emerged again in his heart.

That memory has always been kept in Tom's mind, and he didn't take it out and seal it.

He just wants to let himself know what he has encountered in the past and what he wants to do most in the future.

"It turns out that I have forgotten my original intention after all."

He murmured and smiled, with a hint of sadness.

The original idea was simple, to stop being oppressed.

What happened later was also very simple. The dragon slayer eventually became the new dragon.

Turning his head, Tom strode forward.

For the past, the past has passed, and he will not miss it, nor will he let it go.

Even though those who oppressed him are almost dead.

But so what.

He, Tom, is still here, not because of the kindness of those people.

Dumbledore wants to teach him love, and wants to tell others the importance of lifelong friendship, love, and family affection.

But Dumbledore didn't know that he had never experienced any of the three in Slytherin.

Affectionate?

Sorry, he lived in an orphanage when he was young and grew up in an orphanage.

Friendship?

He had never seen pure friendship in Slytherin, it was all intrigue and weighing the pros and cons.

As for love?

The kind of overt and covert discrimination and oppression made him have no time to experience this at all.

I don't know his pain, how to persuade him.

(End of this chapter)