HP heard I should be a Death Eater

Snape hadn't been able to make it to the hospital that night because Signus had appeared at the Slytherin table at dinner with no missing or missing parts.Snape froze for a moment, hid the little disappointment in his heart, and sat down in his seat.

"Why did you get better all of a sudden?" He pretended to ask casually, trying not to make people feel regretful.However, his concealment was not very clever, as long as the people who heard these words must be able to distinguish it.

Signus is not an unresponsive idiot, and has always been very sensitive to the issue of Snape's love for plush, but tonight he was obviously out of shape, not only perfectly ignoring the problem in Snape's tone, but even what he said None heard.

"Hello?" Snape saw that he didn't respond, and pushed his arm.Signus slowly turned his head to the side and hummed, but was actually still immersed in his own thoughts.

"What the hell are you thinking?" Snape was baffled, his physical problem was solved, and Slytherin won the Quidditch match, what else could make him so distracted.Signus didn't mean to explain.Not only with Snape, he was indifferent to Regulus, Lucius, and Corrisson this night, and he couldn't get any response from him.He seemed to be living in another world. Although he was sitting among the Slytherins, everything in Slytherin had nothing to do with him.

He raised his head and looked at the professor's seat. Dumbledore was chatting with other professors, with a very casual attitude, and the conversation should not be a serious topic.As if feeling his gaze, Dumbledore glanced this way, that glance was very short, as if he had glanced inadvertently.Signus frowned, lowered his head and concentrated on eating.

He no longer went to see Dumbledore, but the name Dumbledore left still lingered in his mind.

Tom, a common and boring name that appears once in every ten people, why is it used by Dumbledore to call the Dark Lord?Was he trying to satirize that the Dark Lord was so ordinary that he wasn't worth mentioning at all?Signus smiled, denying this speculation himself.Although he doesn't like Dumbledore, he also knows that Dumbledore is not the kind of person who is so boring that he uses nicknames to demean his opponents.This name must have a source, such as the Dark Lord's real name, which is as secret as it is unknown.It's impossible for him to be named Lord Voldemort from birth, right?

"Tom..." Signus muttered to himself, and suddenly asked Snape beside him, "Do you know Tom?"

He just asked casually, and of course he didn't expect Snape to have an answer, but Snape nodded and joked, "I know several Toms, which one do you ask?"

Signus turned to look at him, and said dryly, "Why do you know several Toms?"

Snape shrugged: "There are two Toms in Spinner's End, and there are nearly ten Toms in the orphanage two blocks away." He thought for a while, "Maybe I know more than a few Toms, there should be ten Toms." several."

Signus: "..."

Snape: "It's a very common name. There are too many people named Tom in London."

"Of course." Signus said listlessly: "There are also many Toms in the wizarding world."

"And there is one." Snape pointed to Andromeda's Hufflepuff boyfriend.

"His name is Tom?" Signus looked disgusted.

Snape nodded and gave him a strange look: "You don't know his name?"

"Why should I know?" Signus waved his hand, as if discussing that Tom was a waste of time.

"So which Tom are you talking about?"

"I don't know." Signus frowned, looking thoughtfully: "But I know how to find out." There must be an answer in the Hogwarts Almanac.

It was no secret that the Dark Lord and their parents were classmates. Signus had heard his father and mother proudly talk about their school days countless times, as if it was a great honor.He used to be very disgusted with that kind of irrational flattery, but now he has to thank those flattery for giving him clues to find the answer.

That night, he waited until Snape fell asleep and got up quietly, just to be on the safe side, he lit the magical incense that would help people fall asleep, and then left the Slytherin cellar under the protection of the invisibility spell, heading for the library.He didn't want anyone to know what he was doubting, so he had to act secretly in the middle of the night.

Along the way, he met several waves of students who came out for night tours, among them were the four of Potter.They were obviously going to Hogsmeade again, with Potter leading the way, then the quiet Remus Lupine, with Sirius walking beside him, and Peter cringing at the end. .Sirius didn't have a deep impression of him, and for a while he couldn't figure out how Sirius would be willing to make friends with such an idiot.

Hogwarts at night is only illuminated by candles and torches, of course it is not very bright, plus it is an old castle with a long history, it can be called spooky.Walking with three friends, Peter was still in a state of being frightened, and a gust of wind could make him cry out.

Sirius was annoyed by him, and said bluntly: "If you are really scared, go back, we all said you don't have to force yourself."

Potter glanced back, but said nothing.Peter trembled in fright at Sirius' voice, but he insisted on following, his eyes blushing.Sirius became even more impatient, only Lupine comforted him gently, but unfortunately it didn't work, and in the end Lupine stopped talking.

With the invisibility spell in place, Signus stood in the middle of the corridor and watched them go away, then continued towards the library.

The professor who was watching the night passed him by with an oil lamp, and didn't notice anything wrong at all.Signus took the last turn calmly and dodged into the library.

In the evening Mrs. Pince went back to her lodgings, and the library was left unguarded.Signus' eyes drifted towards the ** area unconsciously, and finally restrained his curiosity forcibly, and walked to the row of bookshelves of the Hogwarts yearbook.

A whole row of photo albums records the entire history of Hogwarts for thousands of years. Every student who graduated from here, and every professor who has worked here has left his name in it.Signus' fingertips slowly slid across the spine of the old book, leaving a trail in the thick dust, and finally stopped at the 1940-1950 volume.He turned his head to look at the quiet corridor, and tapped on the spine of the book, letting it float out without a sound.

"Luminescence." He pulled out his wand and whispered a spell, searching carefully in the faint light.He didn't know which class of Slytherin "Tom" belonged to, but it shouldn't be hard to find those classes where he and his father were classmates.

Signus lightly flipped through the yellowed photos, saw Mr. Malfoy, saw his mother and father, and many familiar elders, and finally stopped at a page.

He saw the only Tom in Slytherin from 1940-1950, and perhaps the only Tom in Slytherin history.There really is a Tom.

The Slytherin family has its own naming habits, some like to find inspiration from fairy tales, and some prefer constellations.Looking through the family tree of the Black family, you can definitely see many Cygnus, Regulus, and Sirius, but there may not be a Tom in the entire Slytherin.Even if they used all the names used by their ancestors, they would not like the meaningless name of "Tom".

And now he saw a special presence among the graduates of Slytherin house - Tom Riddle.An outstanding graduate of Slytherin, he won a scholarship for seven consecutive years at school.

Because of Snape, Signus knew that the scholarship was not easy to get. This person was able to receive it for seven consecutive years, which showed that his excellence was by no means comparable to that of ordinary top students.Further down the line, he also served as Hogwarts' Head Boys.

He didn't look much like the Dark Lord, and Signus frowned deeply as he stared at the handsome young face in the photograph.The Dark Lord in my impression was not only not handsome, it could even be said to be a little scary.His pale skin seemed to lack the breath of a living person, and his eyes were as cold as snakes, and they had blood-red pupils. Wherever he went, he brought a cold and dark aura.Although the young people in the photo do not look like innocent people, they will never give people a sense of terror.

But carefully distinguishing his facial features, Signus found that Tom Riddle and the Dark Lord were so similar that no one would believe that they were not the same person.

"Tom Riddle?" He murmured, staring at that face, as if he was asking himself, and also as if he was asking the history hidden in the fog: "Who are you?"

The next day, Signus woke up with dark circles under his eyes, and Snape had already left for early lessons.

He staggered into the bathroom, slammed the door shut, and stared at himself in the mirror like a zombie in a daze.

what do I do?He thought, slowly began to brush his teeth, and continued to stare at the mirror with blank eyes.

His surname is Riddle, not Gaunt. There is no Riddle in the British wizarding world at all, and there is no mainland Europe across the English Channel.It was unbelievable, but after ruling out all possibilities, Signus had to suspect that maybe the Dark Lord wasn't...pure blood at all.

A thorough blood theory is not pure blood?Signus himself felt that his suspicions were nonsense.But Tom's name, Riddle's surname, the cheap robes he wore when he was a junior in the photo, and all kinds of doubtful records made him unable to give up this speculation.

He wandered into the dining room with a mind full of confusion, and he saw Lucius sitting at the front of the long Slytherin table with a few other sixth graders who were not in class, chatting in a low voice, with relaxed smiles on their faces.

Corison saw him and greeted him.Everyone was used to him always sitting behind the long table, so no one invited him over, but today Signus approached them and sat down next to Lucius.

Several people who were chatting looked over in surprise, Lucius raised his eyebrows: "Why did you change your gender today?"

"I..." Signus opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.He looked at the young faces of his friends as if he saw a terrible tragedy, senseless bloodshed.

Before the appearance of the Dark Lord, although Slytherins were all pure-bloods, no one thought of starting a war for it.They didn't deal with Gryffindor, and they just didn't like each other, and there wouldn't be any exaggerated conflicts.Everything began to change after that person appeared, fanatical worship, extreme ideals all started because of that person...

"What's the matter with you?" Someone pushed Signus, rescued him from the distress, and looked at him inexplicably: "Why does Animagus have other sequelae?"

Signus tried to pull the corners of his mouth, and smiled bitterly: "I'm fine, I probably didn't sleep well."

"You gotta cheer up and stop acting like a sloth," the man added, eliciting laughter.Everyone knew how lazy Signus was, so they didn't doubt his reason. Only Lucius took another look at him and frowned silently.