[HP]Tom Potter

"How could this be?" Sirius, who finally learned about the past from the old elf's chaotic sentences, slumped powerlessly on the sofa, with obscure and complicated emotions.His little brother, the shy and awkward Regulus, died so bravely and silently.And in the past ten years, I didn't know anything, and I never even went to find out the whereabouts of my brother, and I thought that what happened to him was what he deserved.

"It's all my fault. I don't know anything... I don't know anything..." The always cheerful man buried his face deeply in his hands. "Regulus..."

Remus was right, he'd been too cruel to his own family.If he had really cared about Regulus, if he could be a brother that Regulus could rely on, if Regulus wasn't so lonely and desperate at the last moment, how could that child choose such a fierce way to resist Voldemort he once admired.

He was so young, but he died in a dark cave in obscurity.His bravery, his struggles and his sacrifices, no one knows.No one knows about his family, his friends, or even the enemies he fought against with his life.

Remus put a hand on Sirius' shoulder, trying to comfort the self-blaming man.But Sirius seemed to be ignorant, still immersed in his own world, without the slightest reaction.

What an idiot.The Potions Professor sneered, and couldn't help but want to mock his old enemy. Dumbledore took the young Slytherin lightly, shook his head silently, and gestured to Tom's room again.

The potions professor gave the old headmaster a dissatisfied look, and walked over with his lips curled up.The old headmaster looked gently at Harry who had been standing blankly by the side, took little Tom's limp body from his arms, and pulled him into Tom's room. Hermione hesitated, picked up the locket from the ground, and followed with Ron.

Kreacher looked at the huddled figure of his hated master on the sofa, rarely cursing or complaining, and staggered away with his head down.

The old principal put little Tom's unconscious body on the bed, took off his little shoes, and covered him with a thin quilt.After finishing all this, the old man sighed softly, and then looked back at the four silent juniors.

"Principal, how is Tom now? Will he be all right?" Harry's eye circles were reddish, and his big green eyes looked at the old man expectantly.The other two children stood close to him, silently giving him support, and similarly cast expectant glances at the old man.

The old man looked at the children calmly, "Harry, this is Tom's own battle. We need to trust him, and we can only trust him."

"Ha, that's right. Our Tom is very good, maybe he can give us another candy rain." Ron shouted excitedly, and turned to his little girlfriend for affirmation.

Hermione tugged at Harry's hand, "Harry, don't worry. As the headmaster said, Tom is a complete soul, and Voldemort in the locket is just a broken soul piece. He can't hurt Tom."

"But it's been an hour now, and last time Tom repelled Voldemort very quickly." Harry still couldn't let go of his mind.

"This time the opponent is different." The old headmaster pondered for a while, but decided to tell the truth, "Voldemort's magic power has matured in this period when the soul piece was produced, and he has not yet fallen into complete madness because of the separation of the soul piece. He Calm, brutal, demagogic, and nourished by Slytherin relics, young Tom may have a tough fight this time around."

The boy bit his lip and looked at the old principal firmly. "Principal, what can I do?"

"Harry," the old wizard said with emotion, "this is a battle between two souls. And you are not in this battle."

"You always have a way, don't you?" Harry sincerely asked his trusted old headmaster for help, "Tom is my younger brother, and I don't want to have to watch while he fights alone."

"Our great savior has begun to radiate his omnipresent courage again? I suggest that you use your head more and don't waste the knowledge you have learned. The battle between souls is often the cruelest. What will you encounter if you participate in it without authorization? Only Merlin knows the danger. If you don't want to become another sad and funny example of this research, you'd better give up your arrogance now." The potions professor said coldly.

"Professor Snape, do you mean that my idea can be realized?" Harry completely filtered out the wizard's harsh sarcasm, but keenly grasped the message revealed in his words.

"Harry Potter, didn't you hear what I said?" The wizard was a little angry.Stupid Gryffindor, is there no brains if you have courage?

"Severus." The old Headmaster's voice was hoarse.

"Dumbledore!" Knowing what the old headmaster meant, Professor Snape's anger suddenly turned around. "Are you going to support this stupid idea without fear of losing your golden boy's soul?"

"I won't put him in danger." The old headmaster showed a gentle smile. "I'll go with Harry."

"Ablus…" Snape hesitated.

"Let me go." A familiar voice came from the door.

Harry turned his head in surprise.His godfather pushed open the half-closed door and strode in. Sirius Black still had a hearty smile on his face, as if the grieving man everyone saw just now was just their illusion, but Dumbledore saw the difference in his eyes with the rich life experience of the elderly.

Pain is always the thing that tempers people the most.

The old man was a little relieved and a little sad.If possible, he hopes that all children can mature a little bit in a peaceful life, instead of growing up through suffering after paying an irreparable price.

"Sirius!" Harry threw himself into the arms of his godfather happily.The wizard raised the boy and laughed and said, "How could such an adventure be possible without my Sirius Black? We, Gryffindors, will push down all obstacles that stand in our way!"

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Harry lay quietly on the bed, holding Tom's left hand tightly with his right hand. On Tom's other side is Sirius.Slytherin's locket lay on the floor by the bed.

Professor Snape coldly handed two clear vials to the two Gryffindors.The potion inside is shining with dazzling bright silver light, and there are countless tiny whirlpools in the middle. If you look carefully, it seems that your soul will be dizzy.

The recruited phoenix brought Gryffindor's sword, and the old headmaster gave the sword to the strong werewolf wizard. Lupine raised the sword high, and while everyone was watching, he slashed the blade at the locket.

"Ka~"

With the crisp cracking sound, Tom's body began to tremble slightly, and his small brows frowned.A cloud of black air loomed around Tom's body, but soon began to retract towards Tom's body.

"Harry! Sirius!" The old headmaster reminded in time.

The two lying down swallowed the potion decisively.In the next second, their eyes closed, their hands dropped limply, and the medicine bottle fell on their chests.The two groups of gray translucent shadows seemed to be driven away, and bounced out of their respective bodies, then quickly rushed to the center of the bed, and sank into Tom's body following the retracted black air.

"Let's come back safely together." The old man looked at the three sleeping bodies in front of him and waited silently.

The author has something to say:

I always feel that the diary is the most special among the Dark Lord’s soul movies, but the most powerful ones should be the Slytherin locket and the resurrection stone. One almost broke up the golden trio, and the other directly knocked out half of the principal. Life.

PS: I am back.