[HP]Tom Potter

All of a sudden, too much past flooded into the old man's mind.Young and frivolous, love at first sight, surging youth and ambition, and then conflicts and accidents...

My own selfishness and cowardice ruined everything.

"Grandpa?" Tom raised his head, trying to observe the old man's expression.Then, I don't know what to see from those blue eyes, the little guy suddenly put the crown in his small satchel, grabbed the old man's sleeve with both hands free, and climbed up the old man's bed in one go before the old man could respond. The knees, fat little buttocks sat on the old man's skinny thighs.

The old man glanced at the little boy, but he didn't stop the little boy from making familiar movements.There is a special feeling when the child's temperature is attached to the body.

"Grandpa, don't be sad, it doesn't matter if you don't know the way like Tom." Tom hugged the old man, his voice was soft, with a child's immature, "Albus will come to us, Albus is so good awesome."

Receiving the comfort from Tom, the old man froze for a moment, and then his heart softened. "Albus taught you well." Only his Albus could teach such a sensitive and gentle child.

"Boy, you can call me Gellert," Gellert Grindelwald said.

"Okay, Gellert." The boy repeated foolishly, and then he rubbed his belly. "Gellert, Albus is still here, Tom is hungry."

"Really?" Gellert's sense of time has faded after being alone for so long.He raised his right hand and tapped in the air, and a Roman clock made of magic power was displayed in front of the two of them.

"I'll come, I'll come, Tom will check the time," Tom, who discovered something new, immediately raised his hand to accept the task.

"Okay." The old man looked at the little guy speechlessly, forgetting his growling belly, and devoted himself to the task.He stared at the three gleaming hands on the translucent clock for a long time, counted with his chubby fingers, and then clapped happily. "Tom got it, it's 6:17."

Seeing the little face of the boy with his head held high waiting for praise, the once-powerful Dark Lord hesitated for a moment, and finally put his hand on top of the boy's head, stroking the smooth black hair. "good."

Although the praise did not meet Tom's expectation, and the stroking hand was a little stiff, the boy still happily rubbed against the old man's palm. This strange touch made the old man feel strange.After a while, the little guy thought of his empty stomach again, covered his stomach with his hands and asked pitifully, "Gellert, do you have anything to eat? Tom's stomach is growling."

With a wave of Gellert's hand, a broken gray plate floated from the wooden table and floated in front of Tom's eyes.The old man said generously, "This is my dinner, all for you."

Tom's eyes immediately burst into dazzling light, and he looked expectantly at the plate in front of him, which contained... a cold sausage and two or three slices of black coarse bread.

It didn't look delicious. The boy picked up the fork on the side of the plate and turned over the sausage, and sniffed it with his nose for a while. There was no smell at all. It's not delicious at all, the boy's eyes The lights in the room slowly faded.He turned his head and looked at the torn clothes on Gellert's body, then flattened his mouth, sighed like an adult, and took out half of a pumpkin pie wrapped in oiled paper from his small satchel with his small hand-this was stuffed into it by Ron at lunch He carried a shoulder bag, and then took out a few candies wrapped in beautiful sugar paper from the small pocket on his clothes, and handed them to the old man with both hands. "Gellert, here you go."

Seeing the sympathetic look on the boy's face, Gellert was momentarily speechless.He took the food in the boy's expectant eyes, thought for a moment, and asked suddenly. "Tom, why didn't you take out these things just now?"

Hearing the old man's question, Tom's eyes drifted suspiciously.Then he lowered his head, took out more candies from his pocket and put them in the palm of the old man. Then, the little boy showed a very bright smile at the old man.From his experience, every time he laughs like this, no matter how big a mistake he has made, adults will forgive him.Besides, he just wanted something to eat this time, so his pumpkin pie and candy could be saved for evening snacks.

this little guy. Gellert was speechless again, then flexed his fingers self-taught, and flicked gently towards the boy's small protruding forehead.

Shared the food provided by the little boy and the sausage provided by the old wizard-it tasted okay after being heated by magic, and the black bread was completely abandoned by Tom because of its irreparable rough taste-barely filled the stomach The boy is a little sleepy.He rejected the hard black bed with a little disgust, and lay softly on Gellert's body. Gellert's taste is really bad, he can't pick furniture, clothes, or dress up, but Tom is a good boy, and Tom doesn't dislike Gellert.

"Gellert, why isn't Albus here yet?" The little boy yawned in a daze, with some inarticulate speech.

"Albus will come." Gellert patted the little boy on the back, his voice soft, not sure if he was answering Tom or talking to himself.

Tom fell asleep quickly. Gellert sat quietly in the room.He has lived here quietly for 50 years, what will this child in his arms bring to him?

The old man had a rare hesitation about the future.Then he laughed at himself, showing some disdain for such a weak self.

He glanced at Tom.The boy slept soundly, with his chubby little face leaning against Gellert's arm, and a stream of transparent saliva flowed from his bright red mouth, soaking the old robe on Gellert's body. Gellert raised his eyebrows, this was a rare experience, the first time in his life.

The old man stretched out his hand and gently wiped away the gift given by the little guy.Then, dropping his hand, he took the diadem from the boy's satchel.

There was nothing unusual about the diadem, and it looked perfectly harmless.But the old man would not be fooled by such illusions, he thought for a while, and gently recited a series of lengthy incantations.When the spell ended, a dark red flame with an ominous aura quietly appeared above the crown, and then lightly landed on the crown.

The crown, which had been silent for a long time, trembled between the old man's slender fingers, and then began to tremble violently, almost flying away from the old man's fingers.But the old man's wrinkled fingers were steady and strong, making it impossible for him to break free.

The flame is still a small one, but the black mist hidden in the crown seems to be facing an irresistible strong gravitational force. It is quickly forced to surface bit by bit, and then flows towards the flame like a stream flowing towards the sea. gathered below, burned in the flames, blurred, and finally disappeared.

"No~" Voldertmort yelled mournfully, but the voice seemed to be cut off by something, and it didn't reach the sleeping boy's ears at all.

"It won't be like this, I am the Dark Lord, and I am immortal~" The broken voice of the soul piece struggled in the air, getting weaker and weaker.And the old man's face also began to turn pale, Fierce Fire burned not only the soul piece, but also the little magic power in his aging body.But the old man's expression was still very calm, as if he was just watching a beautiful flower quietly by the side of the road.

The dark red flame burned quietly in the air for a few minutes, and the soul piece in the crown howled for the same amount of time.If you can't hear the sound of the soul piece, it's just a strange flame, but those who hear the sound of the soul piece may be thrilled by such a tragic death.Yes, death, and when the flames die, the once smug soul piece is gone and no longer exists.

He didn't know if Voldermort would rather die disgracefully under Tom's teeth if he had a choice, or if he would die painfully under the fire of Fiercefire.

Withholding Fiendfire, Gellert's face had become very ugly, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and the fingers holding the crown trembled slightly.The old man stuffed the crown back into the boy's satchel feebly, and then rested and waited quietly in the dark.

When the iron gate was opened from the outside, the old man opened his eyes wide.The warden who couldn't see his face spoke indifferently from a distance, "Grindelwald, someone wants to see you."

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