HP solves the mystery

Draco was tired from crying, and finally frowned and fell asleep in Sev's arms. His little body twitched from time to time, as if he had a nightmare.

"I'll take him to sleep. You sit down and rest for a while." Tom picked up little Draco and walked towards his bedroom in two or two steps.

Sif shook his head and looked out the window, wondering if the world had been pierced through a sieve.

After a while, Tom returned to the living room and stepped on something soft under his feet as he passed the sofa.

He lowered his head and saw that it was Draco's dragon doll, so he glanced at Sif, who had his back turned to him, and snapped his fingers, and the dragon doll floated towards the room where Draco slept.

"When I was little, was I as annoying as Draco?" Tom approached Sev and used a spell to dry a large area of ​​his wet clothes.

Sifu held his chin and glanced at him, his memory of his short and lovely childhood was a little blurry.

"Of course... no more..." Sif trailed off, squinting his eyes as he tried to remember, "You are so good. Every night after I tell you a bedtime story, you always ask me for a good night kiss..."

Seemingly thinking of some funny scene, Sif chuckled a few times.

"Then you owe me 232 goodnight kisses." Tom's red eyes reflected Sif's astonished expression. He put his tongue against the roof of his mouth and said gently, "When are you going to cash it in?"

"But, you have grown up. You are 13 years old now, not 3 years old..." Sif stuttered a little, but seeing Tom's stubborn look, he smacked Tom's forehead a few times, "That's okay. ?”

Tom felt his perfunctory, his brows were furrowed, and his always smiling lips were pressed into a straight line.

Sifu didn't feel his anger at all. He turned around and stared at the violent storm outside the window, planning to wait for Haierbo and the others to come back and be grounded for a while.

"Sev."

"what?"

When Sif heard Tom's call, he turned to look at him, and then received a cold kiss on his cheek.

Annoyance flashed in Tom's eyes, but when he saw Sif's eyes widening in shock, he laughed again.

"This is a goodnight kiss, Sev." He said in a brisk tone, kissed her quickly, and then ran to the potion room.

Tu left Xifu alone in the living room, stroking his cheek in a daze.

If this wasn't the boy he watched grow up, he would have thought he was being fooled.

The two snakes returned home soaked not long after the rainstorm ended.

Sif asked Dobby to help clean them, only to find that the colors of Haierbo seemed to have changed.

Nagini ran to find Tom after washing herself. Only Helbo was enjoying his meal in the kitchen.

"Are you... really molting?" Sif asked softly, poking at Helbo who kept eating meat.

Haierbo was confused for a moment when he heard the word 'shedding'. Thinking of his experience in the manor, it seemed almost the same as shedding a layer of skin.

[Hiss, yes, I only shed my skin once in fifty years. ] Haierbo swallowed a large piece of beef and spat out the answer.

"Where have you been these past few days? If you hadn't told me every time you went to the Forbidden Forest, I would have thought you went there to play."

[I followed Nagini to a manor. It seemed to be very familiar with the place, and there were house elves at its disposal...]

After listening to Helbo's words, Sif couldn't help but think about it. The prototype of Nagini was so big and smooth. It seemed that the owner had carefully raised it, but for some reason it ended up in their home.

"Then do you know the location or name of that manor?" Sifu asked, holding his chin.

[Probably in the southwest? Because of the defensive magic patterns and concealment spells, I only remembered it roughly. ] Haierbo flicked his tail and continued to explain, [But there is a statue as tall as one person in the secret room. I think it looks a bit like Tom...]

Hearing this, Sifu began to doubt Haierbo's eyes, and the snake's words were all felt through the tongue, right?

"If you were asked to go there again, would you know the way?"

Haierbo nodded. Its memory is great, isn't it?

Don't ask it about Salazar, it's too long ago and it's lazily scrolling through its memory.

Sif planned to let Helbo rest for a few days, and then let him take him to the manor when he was ready.

Since he kidnapped someone's pet, of course he had to come to the door to apologize or something, so he'd better acknowledge him.

Sifu cleared his mind and stopped harassing Haierbo. He got up and went to the living room, intending to watch two episodes of a TV series to relax.

In the potion room, Tom took the golden cup that Nagini had vomited out, used 'Clean' to dry up the mucus on it, and then spoke slowly.

"The little blue bottle, the locket, and this gold cup? Where did you get the gold cup?"

[It was in the manor, but it was in a black box. I didn’t think it was easy to get it, so I swallowed it. 】

Tom helplessly held up his forehead. He could ask the house elf to help.

If his current body wasn't suitable for appearing in the magical world, he would have gone there himself.

[Okay, thank you Nagini. Haierbota...where did you meet...]

[Outside the manor, it is looking for elk...]

Tom didn't think it was just for hunting, but it knew that it was a descendant of Slytherin, and those hidden secrets didn't seem to be secrets.

He looked at the golden cup in his hand and frowned in confusion.

Judging from the progress of the previous fusion, if he fuses the Jinbei, he will completely recover, and once he recovers, one can imagine Sif's attitude towards him.

Seeing that he had been in a daze for a long time, Nagini curled up on the carpet and played with his tail out of boredom.

Human beings are all strong-willed, just like the essence of human beings is repeaters.

In short, after some struggle, Tom made a decision.

The night is deep and the windows are bright and clean.

An annoying buzzing sound sounded in the silent darkness, and Tom, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes, with a hint of anger in his eyes.

"Lucius, you'd better be in a hurry." He opened the double-sided mirror and stared at the person opposite him with an unfriendly expression.

Lucius's pale face appeared in the mirror, and his platinum hair looked dim under the light.

"My lord," he called out respectfully, pursed his lips and then spoke, "I have got the blood and hair you need. Do you want me to...send them back right away?"

Lucius paused as he spoke, and he actually saw hesitation on Voldemort's face.

Merlin's wig, this is really strange.

"Send it to Voldemort Manor first. I believe you are fully prepared, right, Lucius?" Tom showed a satisfied smile, and murmured in a noble aria with a long tail.

That smile was full of evil intentions. This was a different side of him that had never been shown in front of Sifu.

Lucius shivered, his eyes full of excitement, this was the Voldemort he was familiar with.

"Yes, my lord, I promise to complete your instructions." He spoke excitedly, his slightly trembling voice clearly showing his impatience.

After listening to Lucius's rainbow fart, Tom snapped off the double-sided mirror.

However, he no longer had the idea of ​​meditating, so he immediately flipped through an ancient document and started reading.

The next day, Silver was a little surprised when he saw Tom, who was all green and black, and quickly handed him a bottle of refreshing potion. He was really afraid that the boy would fall into the alchemy furnace while he was studying the alchemy.

"Are you okay? Did you steal food last night?" Sifu rubbed his wrist and asked curiously.

Tom, who had lived with Sev for several years and was accustomed to his language habits, smiled when he heard this.

"It's okay, I just figured something out."

Sifu somewhat understood. He had done this before to stay up late playing online games.

"It's okay, I understand. But you have to pay attention to your health and don't be too tired." Sifu shook his head and patted Tom on the shoulder to persuade him.

But teenagers are different from old people like him. Small masturbation is pleasurable, big masturbation is harmful to the body, and forced masturbation is wiped out.

Tom nodded when he heard this, but noticed something was wrong with Sev's expression and froze there for a moment.

Until dinner, when Tom was drinking turtle and wolfberry soup, he didn't understand what Sev's smile meant in the afternoon.

Although Sifu looked calm, he just felt something was strange.

Draco sat there with his head lowered, obediently drinking cream of mushroom soup, dipping bread and carrots into meat sauce from time to time, his little face wrinkled.

Why are there such terrible carrots?

But he didn't dare to look up at the two people opposite him. Who could wake up and recall how heartbreaking it was to hold someone's lap and cry, and use the other person's clothes as a tissue to wipe their noses, would it be more embarrassing?

Tom looked at the depressed little boy and raised his eyebrows. Didn't he cry very hard yesterday?

He ladled some chicken soup into the bowl and pushed it towards Draco.

Draco raised his head when he heard the noise and saw Tom's death gaze.

QAQ, that’s a bit scary.

"Drink some soup, it's delicious." Seeing Draco's stunned look, Sev reminded him.

I don't know what's going on. Tom is obviously very gentle and friendly, so why is Draco afraid of him?

"Okay, uncle." Draco looked at his godfather with his round eyes, sniffed and drank the soup.

Sev shook his head amusedly, Draco and Lucius were really different.

"By the way, how is the progress of your alchemy?" Silver turned to ask Tom, who had been smelling a smell lingering in the room recently.

Tom felt a little depressed when he remembered that he had been having a headache these past few days because of the incident in Gaunt's secret room and had therefore slacked off from researching the elixir.

"There's not much progress. The medicinal materials for alchemy are too difficult to find on Fulu Street, and you can't always rely on Zhang Mingyuan to collect materials."

He pursed his lips in frustration, but in his mind he was thinking of writing a letter later to urge his subordinates on their progress.

"It's okay, elixirs and potions are different." Sifu comforted softly, "And your talent in potions has already made many people envious..."

"Really? I thought...I was very ordinary..."

"Really, you are amazing..."

The two complimented each other and the scene was very harmonious.

Looking at this situation, Draco rolled his eyes, he finally understood that he was redundant.

Draco jumped off the table and sneaked to the sofa to watch TV. The TV in the Muggle world gave him a big surprise.

As usual, Sev gave Tom a good night kiss, then looked at Draco, who was sleeping, and carried Helbo into the bedroom.

One person and one snake exchanged tacit glances, and finally disappeared from the room.

Tom, who was sleeping next door, flashed his red eyes. The mark he carved on Sif told him that the owner of the mark was moving quickly.

Could it be who kidnapped him? Tom gave up this idea in the next second. He had already told Lucius that no one would mess with him without being discerning.

That is how the matter?

Tom opened the door and looked around the room, finally finding that the basilisk was nowhere to be seen.

"very good."

Tom murmured expressionlessly.

But the magic around them was destroying everything they could touch without restraint. If the floor where they lived had not been defended and reinforced by Sif with magic, it would have been in ruins long ago.

Fortunately, Tom still knew how to measure, and the violent magic bypassed Nagini and the sleeping Draco.

Amidst a burst of crackling sounds, Draco rubbed his sleepy eyes and came face to face with his dragon doll. He looked at the lights on the sky guard and realized that the dragon doll was floating in the air.

Not only the dragon doll floated into the air, but the chairs, carpets and even the wardrobe in his room became torn apart and floated in the air.

It was Dobby who helped him stay in bed intact.

"Little master, Dobby will protect you." Dobby stood beside the bed, carefully watching the direction of the door, as if if there was any movement, he would be able to lead Draco out of the way.

Draco didn't speak. He hugged the dragon doll that Dobby had brought back and looked at the living room with a small frown.

This——is obviously a magic riot.

However, as he looked at his fat hands and debated whether to instruct Dobby to check on the godfathers' safety, the furniture fell from the air and was even more broken.

Draco looked at the rickety door, waved Dobby to hide, and decisively chose to pretend to sleep.

The door creaked open, and a tall and thin figure walked in.

After looking around for a week, he fixed his gaze on Draco. Seeing that the child's face was flushed while sleeping, he just pursed his lips and chuckled.

He raised his hand to restore the broken scene in the room, and made a hissing gesture towards where Dobby was hiding.

Tom closed the door and stretched out his hand towards Nagini.

Nagini shrank, and Horrible Tom was back.

The moon and stars are sparse, the birds are still and the insects are chirping.

Sif crawled on the basilisk's head, his clothes rustling in the night wind.

"How long will it take to arrive, Haierbo?" Sif opened his eyes with difficulty. Even though he cast a firming spell and a windproof spell, he was still made uncomfortable by the basilisk's high speed.

[Hiss, it’s coming soon, right in front. 】

The basilisk breathed out the scent and smelled the scent left behind. After confirming its position, it increased its speed.

Xifu Wuyan thought that this was less reliable than a certain car driver in later generations.

Why did he have to come to the manor in the middle of the night on a whim?

He wouldn't have been so impulsive if the Basilisk hadn't been telling him that the portraits, flowers and statues in the manor were all very similar to Tom and Nagini.

In fact, based on the time they came out, it was only ten minutes.

But the basilisk had already crossed most of London and arrived near the manor unhindered.

[Hiss, this is it. 】The basilisk placed Sif on the high ground, raised its head and looked at a manor with few lights, but it could be seen that it was luxurious and rich, as if all valuable things were piled inside.

Sif saw only a hint of darkness, and he patted the basilisk on the head.

"Helpo, have you forgotten something? I am not as immune to magic as you are."

The basilisk glanced at Sifu helplessly, and then led the man to swim forward.

Only after the basilisk led Sif to break through the shielding layer and avoid the guards and the traps and defensive equipment set up in the dark did he get a glimpse of the true face of the manor.

Sifu looked at the eye-catching snake eagle at the entrance of the manor and the information revealed in the conversations of the people around him, and suddenly felt very timid.

"Helpo, let's go home." He stroked the cold snake body of the basilisk and spoke slowly.

[Don’t you want to go in and take a look? It's very bright inside. ] The basilisk was a little puzzled.

Sifu shook his head firmly and asked if he could stay here again?

Feeling the fresh air in the forest, he began to feel that Voldemort's disappearance might not be a bad thing.