HP solves the mystery

Should he say it or not, Tom was very patient.

While he was waiting for the alchemy materials to be delivered in the city center, he did not forget to continue improving the elixir.

Tom still smiled gently, but he no longer concealed himself and gradually showed his domineering side.

Sifu was so upset by him that when the accounting day came on the 15th, he quickly disappeared.

The basilisk looked at Sif's leaving figure and glared at Tom, who was still there.

[You are acting too strange. Did you scare him? 】The basilisk asked the elegant young man drinking tea. Recently, it felt that the atmosphere between the two was strange.

Tom raised his glass to the basilisk and replied calmly, "He seems to have discovered my identity." 】

The basilisk suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Sif always stayed in the study.

[Don’t you want to explain it to him? 】

Tom was silent for a moment after hearing this. He had never thought of explaining it because he couldn't explain it in just a few words.

The basilisk smiled strangely. It was indeed a descendant of Salazar, with such a naughty temper.

[I think it’s better for you to explain it. I’m also very interested. 】The basilisk's tail slapped the floor quickly, and it had many doubts in its heart.

Tom's doubts were no less than those of the basilisk. He searched through ancient books in the magical world. Except that the wizard who made Haierbo had a successful record of soul transfer and soul pieces, there were very few others, let alone his current state.

A wizard who was emotionally indifferent under the infatuation drug, but developed emotions and became rich because of possessing a black cat.

Tom knew that his current mood was wrong, but he had no solution.

But Lucius has returned from the United States, and his stalled plan has begun again.

On the other side, Sifu met with Zhang Mingyuan in a small restaurant and carefully placed an anti-eavesdropping spell.

Zhang Mingyuan felt that his vigilance was unnecessary, and no one would notice idlers like them.

The two chatted for a while, and Silver hesitated to reveal something about the Death Eaters to Zhang Mingyuan, but knowing too much might not be a good thing.

Silver didn't know if Tom had recovered the soul pieces, but in his current situation, he was still very easy to get along with.

"Mingyuan, what do you think people live for?" Xifu sighed deeply, his voice getting lower and lower.

Zhang Mingyuan shrugged helplessly. He had to call his father to talk about this kind of topic.

As the wind rustled the leaves, the dazzling sun penetrated the clouds.

Silver didn't need answers, he just needed a quiet listener.

He drank a glass of red wine depressedly, and then talked about investment and real estate in China.

Zhang Mingyuan didn't know Xifu's plan, but he was surprised when he suddenly asked about the house in Hong Kong Island.

"You didn't care much before." Zhang Mingyuan tapped his fingers on the coffee cup, smiled, and continued, "I thought you forgot."

What Sev had thought before was that Voldemort would be destroyed by Harry! And he is not a Death Eater and will live an ordinary and wealthy life. But he didn't expect that Voldemort was by his side and had been raising him for several years.

It would be fine if Voldemort graciously let him go after he recovered, but if he wasn't happy, he would probably be killed by the Avatar.

"I suddenly remembered, and I haven't been to Hong Kong Island yet." Sifu lowered his eyes, thinking about whether to hide in China or go to the vast Siberia to grow potatoes.

Maybe it would be nice to go to Norway, but it’s too cold.

Sifu was thinking wildly, his whole body was like a mushroom growing on a rainy day, depressed and gloomy.

"Hey, Sifu, don't be like this, you scared me a little." Zhang Mingyuan screamed strangely, rubbing the goosebumps on his arms in an exaggerated way.

Sev looked up at him, his eyes full of confusion.

"What should I do? I feel like I can't escape that person no matter where I go..." Sif thought about how stupid he was to pick up Voldemort and raise him as a house cat for so long. He was thankful that he hadn't been silenced yet.

The years of failure caused him to completely lose his fighting spirit and he would just lie there.

"What are you hiding from? Are you in debt? But you don't have any big expenses at all." Zhang Mingyuan's ears twitched, not quite understanding what he was going crazy about.

Sif was very distressed. His friend Lucius was a member of Voldemort, and those he was familiar with were basically Death Eaters. The Order of the Phoenix had long been formally disbanded, but as long as Dumbledore was still there, it would not be truly disbanded. , but he couldn't go to Dumbledore.

As for the Ministry of Magic? Forget it, I might as well think of a solution myself.

Xifu told Zhang Mingyuan some things selectively, pretending to be a friend, and then drank up the milk tea in one breath, looking forward to his answer.

Classic I have a friend.

"This is so crazy. Even crazier than the science fiction movies I'm watching." Zhang Mingyuan was shocked for three consecutive times, and finally came to a conclusion, "Brother, why don't you tell your friends not to run away, and just leave from Got him?"

Fortunately, Sif's red wine had been finished, otherwise he would have been sprayed in the face.

"I wouldn't have asked you if I had known better. Your suggestions are useless." Sifu touched his hot cheek, stood up and left.

Zhang Mingyuan was left alone sitting there scratching his head.

Did he say something wrong? Who wouldn't like someone who has money, power, good looks and a good personality?

Sev walked aimlessly on the noisy street, and he was so upset now that he didn't even buy his favorite ice cream when he passed by the ice cream shop.

He just wants this road to be longer. Let him go until the sky collapses and the earth falls apart, until the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten. At least don't let him come home now.

But no matter what, the road has an end.

When Sif returned home, he came face to face with Tom's smiling face and the basilisk jumping behind him.

"Where did Draco go? It's already time to eat." Sev hung up his coat and walked to the study, but he didn't see the little platinum head.

Tom waved his wand and a cup of coffee flew over, which he had prepared for Sif.

"Lucius took him back to Malfoy Manor. He said he brought him an interesting gift." He replied with a smile and followed Sif into the study.

There was still a pile of books on the table in the study, with the parchment spread out and pens scattered just as they were when he went out, but the window was closed.

"Picked up?" Sif looked at the calendar and saw that the agreed deadline was indeed approaching.

Tom nodded and put the messy books back into place.

It was quiet for a while, and Sifu stared sharply at his back, sitting on the chair and continuing to read the half-opened book.

Tom sat next to him and read the book quietly.

Tom cooked the meal himself in the evening. Because Draco went home, Dobby also went back, so without the help of the house elf, many conveniences were not available.

Tom skillfully waved his magic wand to cook in the kitchen, without any impatience of being condescending.

Sifu finished his meal in silence and ran to the study to drink alone.

Only one drink could resolve a thousand worries, and he drank himself to death.

"Don't bother me, Tom, I have important things to do."

After finishing speaking, Silver didn't wait for Tom to respond. He locked himself in the study and drank heavily. After drinking more than half of the bottle of red wine, his head became dizzy and the goblet in his hand became dizzy. It rolled to the ground.

The goblet fell to the ground and shattered, making a clattering sound.

Tom, who was always paying attention to the study, twitched his ears. In the end, concern defeated his reason, and he uttered a spell to open the locked door.

The bright light in the study room shone on Sifu's red face, and the eyes lined with black hair became clearer and clearer.

Sev blinked blankly when he saw Tom suddenly barging in, and burped under his gaze.

Tom frowned when he smelled the air filled with the smell of red wine. Although Sev's drunken reaction was cute, drinking alcohol was a bad behavior.

"Sev, aren't you happy?" Seeing that Sev was about to drink directly from the bottle, he waved his wand and the bottle flew out of the door.

Silver looked blankly at his free hand, then at Tom who was approaching, and nodded hesitantly.

"Can you tell me why you are unhappy?" Tom smiled and sat next to Sif, asking gently.

There was a voice in Sif's heart that told him not to tell him, but his chaotic brain had no ability to think at all, and most of his thoughts were revealed as soon as his mouth opened and closed.

"I like small animals very much. I thought I would be able to raise them better in a different environment, but I didn't expect that the animals I raised also died." He said the last few words of regret, seeming to lament the misfortune of the small animals.

Tom didn't quite understand the thinking of a drunkard, so he could only pat him on the shoulder to comfort him.

"I'm going to make you a bowl of hangover soup." He said softly, got up and left the study.

By the time Sif was halfway through the sobering soup, his drunkenness had dissipated a lot, but his head started to hurt again.

Upon seeing this, Tom helped the man to the sofa, and took some refined elixirs for Sifu to drink, expecting his reaction.

The effect of the medicine took effect quickly, and Sifu's clear eyes became confused again.

"Who am I? Where am I? Huh? Tom, why did you come in? Didn't I tell you not to disturb me?" He looked around, changing from confusion to calmness, but he was still surprised by Tom's intrusion.

"I heard the sound of broken glass. I was worried that something might happen to you, so I came in to take a look." Tom pointed to the broken glass on the ground to prove that what he said was true.

Sif rubbed his temples. Maybe he shouldn't rely on simple anti-locking and anti-unlocking spells to prevent Voldemort.

He looked up at the concern that didn't seem to be fake in Tom's eyes, and felt exhausted both physically and mentally.

"Tom, is it fun to hide your identity? Aren't you tired?" Sifu thought of Tom's behavior during this period and couldn't help but ask.

Whether it's getting up early to cook or cleaning the room, keep smiling and saying those unnutritious words to him every day.

Even if Tom doesn't bother him, he'll be bothered, and he's also a hidden devil.

"Of course it's fun, I like it." Tom was startled, then smiled brightly. He knew exactly what Sifu was asking, but he just didn't answer directly.

Xi Sui closed his eyes after hearing this. Is he planning to confess his true identity?

"When did you get here?" Sif asked sharply.

He tightened the wand in his hand, and the tip of the wand was pressed against Tom's left shoulder. The two were so close that Tom could smell the sweet smell of Sif's hangover soup.

Tom didn't even look at the wand on his left shoulder, he just smiled and tilted his head, "Actually, I was on the black cat from the beginning, and it was already dying before I leaned over, so from the beginning to the end, the black cat is me , I am the black cat.”

"What did you say?" Xifu looked shocked. Although he had expected it, he still couldn't help but be disappointed. He really didn't have the life of keeping a pet. "No, you're not a kitten, then who are you!"

Tom saw a look of awe and fear in Sif's eyes, mixed with disappointment.

"I'm Tom, I told you, Tom Marvolo Riddle." Tom said softly, taking out the wand from his waist with his right hand, and drew on the side, and a row of shining golden letters appeared. Half empty.

"It's just that I gave myself a new name."

"Representing my past, present and future."

As Tom spoke, the letters began to adjust their positions automatically and became Lord Voldemort.

Sev's mind seemed to be frozen. His words about drunkenness and embarrassment were true, but the last traces of his drunkenness were frightened away.

Tom could feel the intense changes in the mood of the person in front of him. He looked leisurely at the twinkling black eyes and reached out to touch them.

Sif stepped back like a frightened rabbit and fell directly from the sofa to the ground. The fall caused him to reveal a mask of pain.

Tom's raised hand fell empty. He looked at Sifu who retreated to the corner and pursed his lips, "Are you afraid of me?"

He had seen many wizards' admiration and awe for him, but it was still unbearable for him to be so resistant to contact with him.

Sev's body was shaking and shaking.

His lips moved a few times, but in the end he said nothing.

"Sev, why don't you speak?" Tom came closer, pressed the tip of the stick against Sev's neck, caressed his cheek with his hand, and said casually, "Weren't you very good at speaking before?"

Sifu pursed his lips and said nothing, but tilted his head to avoid the cold fingers.

After receiving no response from Sev, Tom became impatient and narrowed his red eyes.

"What do you want me to say, Lord?" Sif said dryly, as if sensing the danger.

"Does it mean that I am too stupid to see through your identity, or that I serve you like a humble house elf? Or that I should ask you to reward me with an Avatar instead of a Crucifixion?"

Tom's handsome face showed astonishment. He had never thought of it this way, and he didn't even know that Voldemort was just a wizard who dumped Avada at will in Sif's heart?

Someone who was watching dragons with Draco at the small manor sneezed very ungracefully. The fire dragon he bought followed the same pattern, and then a large area of ​​apple trees disappeared.

"Why do you think so? Why should I use Avatar on you?" Tom really couldn't understand what Sif was thinking, and it was not good to make such a decision on his own.

Sifu recalled the memories of kissing and hugging the kitten, shoveling poop, and changing into various small clothes, and he wanted to destroy the album containing the photos immediately.

"Whether it's to protect your dignity or to avenge my disrespect, can you let me go?" Sif said without thinking, and there was a wand against his neck.

Tom's breath was stagnant. He did have this idea at first, but the past was the past, and the present is now!

[Hiss, are you playing a game? Nagini wants to play too. 】

In the silence of the room, Nagini's voice emerged. It poked its head at the door and looked towards the study.

[Nagini, shut up! 】 Haierbo made a sound at the right time, and the silent study became even quieter.

Sifu raised his head stiffly and found Haierbo in the pothos. He actually saw a hint of disappointment in his yellow vertical pupils.

Halbo spat out the letter, swam to the door under the watchful eyes of Sif and Tom, and then swept away Nagini with his tail, who was clamoring to play together.

Play? What to play! ? There’s no need to watch the show now!