[HP]Tom Potter

The funeral was cancelled, and the wizards who had been invited to the ceremony quickly left. Snape was the fastest, and the two Blacks were looking at him solicitously and eagerly that the sullen wizard couldn't resist pulling out his wand.If he didn't leave again, he was worried that he would give each of these two shameless guys an Avada.

The people with ups and downs hurried back from the cemetery to the old Black house. Sirius carried Regulus upstairs to resettle him, followed by Kreacher who was so excited by the good news that the house elf fell three times in a short distance.

The dog godfather kept pulling Gellert for comfort.The old devil was quite patient with this excited younger generation, "Regulus has been soaking in the water with the corpses for more than ten years, and your worries are completely unnecessary. And compared with the lake of corpses full of black magic, the coffin The environment here is much better.”

Remus pulled Tom to the rear.The little boy was really a little angry this time, and he pouted all the way without saying a word.Obviously it was his credit, but the two Blacks once again ignored his "hard work".

Tom, who is almost six years old, considers himself a big boy. Although he is very upset, he still holds back his temper.But the careful werewolf had long noticed the little boy's displeasure. Seeing that his little mouth was getting higher and higher, he didn't follow Black and the others upstairs, but pulled him to the lobby on the second floor.The two sat on the sofa facing each other, and Remus shook his chubby hand and asked him, "Tom, why are you angry?"

It was fine if Remus didn't ask, it was like opening a floodgate on the embankment, hooking up all the little complaints in Tom's heart.

"Sirius lied. Both of them! Obviously they told me to wake up big brother, but Tom obediently went to call big brother, but they ignored me." Tom pouted, and his fat fingers unconsciously picked Threads on Remus' coat. "Albus praised me."

"Sirius and the others just cared too much about Regulus, they didn't ignore Tom on purpose." Remus said softly.

"Hmph." Tom turned his head arrogantly, expressing his disapproval of this explanation. "Talking doesn't count, and you're not a good parent."

"Remus, I'm six years old, I'm already an older child, and I'm not as easy to be coaxed as I was when I was a child." Tom was very serious.

He is obviously a Douding, but he still talks about his childhood in a serious manner. Remus laughed a little, but quickly covered it up with a gentle smile.Although we have only been together for a few days, Tom is very close to him, and he probably has a clear idea of ​​the little guy's temper - he can only touch his hair.

As expected of a child raised by Sirius. Remus sighed for the nth time.

"Then I'll ask Sirius to confess to Tom later, okay?"

Tom hesitated for a moment, and his little finger accidentally pulled out a long thread. He quickly threw away the evidence and put his little hand behind his back, and said nonchalantly, "You have to seriously admit your mistakes. You have to write a self-criticism, a thousand words , um, it must be a thousand words, and even one word less will do.”

"Are you so strict?" Remus asked the boy with a smile, glancing at the wizard who had sneaked up behind Tom.

Tom wrinkled his little nose and looked like you were too ignorant. "Severus and Minevar's layout review papers are both a thousand words, and Draco writes them while crying every time, which is very interesting... Alas, Sirius must not be as good-looking as Draco when he cries..."

"You actually said that I was crying ugly, should I protest?" A hoarse voice with a little excitement sounded behind Tom, and the dog godfather inserted his hands under Tom's arms, lifting the boy high .

"Sirius!" Tom shouted happily, but soon remembered his unhappiness before, and looked away.Bad guy, Tom just ignores you.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong." The dog godfather immediately corrected his posture and apologized sincerely for 10 minutes.First, he reviewed his behavior, and then deeply analyzed the root of his mistakes along the way. Finally, he made up his mind to guarantee that he would never make mistakes again.And Tom obviously liked this, his bulging face gradually flattened, and a smile gradually appeared on his face. He waved his hand generously, and readily waived the [-]-word self-criticism.

When Tom, who was hungry, happily ran downstairs to find Molly for a snack, the dog godfather was relieved, and the whole person leaned back and spread out into a large piece.

"Thank you." Remus sighed sincerely.

The dog godfather spread his hands and smiled. "Tom is not as easy to coax as he was when he was a child now. He used to be very happy as long as he was raised high, and even if he was angry, he could easily buy him off with a small cake."

"But you're still happy."

"Tom is a very cute child." The dog godfather smiled happily, "I missed Harry's most precious childhood because of my stupidity, but I can make up for it in Tom."

"How is Harry over there?" Remus asked after hesitating.

"It wasn't good before. You know, the Dursleys are all kind of stupid Muggles." The dog godfather said a little seriously, but soon showed his eight white teeth again, and put on a standard smile like a silly father . "But it's all right now. Harry's a handsome lad now, almost my size. He's a Quidditch Seeker like James, but he's a lot better at studying than James - definitely inherited from Lily." He's earned a lot of points for Gryffindor these two years, and even Snape couldn't find fault with him."

"Sounds good." Remus smiled reassuringly.

"How about Harry here? Speaking of which, I haven't met Harry yet."

"Harry is not well, he is under too much pressure." Speaking of his own children, the gray-haired wizard was both proud and sad. "You know about the resurrection of Voldermort. At that time, a child named Diggory died. Harry kept having nightmares. He watched him die. Everyone was also very unfriendly to Harry. The Ministry of Magic still does not recognize Voldermort's resurrection. The Daily Prophet described Harry as a fame-hunting lunatic, and even fabricated a lot of disgusting rumors about Albus."

"How dare they!" The dog godfather was angry.Although it is not in the same world, he still feels the same, that is his beloved child and most respected teacher! "And you just watched those guys treat them like this!"

"It's our fault." Remus looked at Black sincerely. "You guys let me know that I can't put all the pressure on Harry and Albus. Harry is still a child, and Albus, no matter how capable he is, he is still a person, and he is still an old man. I should Be braver and take the initiative, at least one Horcrux should be settled." The werewolf laughed.

"Haha~" The dog godfather let out a hearty laugh. "This is the attitude and responsibility we robbers should have."

"What are you talking about?" Sirius' curious voice came from behind them.

The Godfather of Dogs had a fit of mischief. He put his arm around Remus and gave Sirius a meaningful smile back. "Dear Sirius, you should know what we're talking about."

Sirius didn't know what to think of, and suddenly blushed.His eyes wandered from side to side, but he didn't dare to make direct contact with Remus, he hesitated and said: "I don't know, Sirius, don't talk nonsense to Remus..."

"Hahaha~" The dog godfather was completely happy now, he waved his hand, "I'm not talking nonsense, Remus, you're right."

The werewolf looked at the dog godfather with a narrow face, and then at the blushing Sirius. Although he didn't know why, he also found it interesting to participate in the ranks of pranks. "yes."

"Remus, don't listen to him..." Sirius was in a hurry, he couldn't explain clearly, so he simply pulled the plug and pulled away the laughing dog godfather.

Great……

Unknowingly, Remus smiled softly behind them.

Everything is developing in a good direction.

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In the headmaster's office at Hogwarts Castle, the dark-haired Potions Professor walked around anxiously at the old headmaster's desk. "Albus, what's the matter with that Tom Potter, don't tell me he's really a relative of that stupid Potter, not even a Potter from another world!"

Dumbledore looked up calmly from the pile of papers in front of him, his blue eyes shining softly.He frankly revealed the message to his right-hand man, "Severus, you guessed it right. Tom was born from the lightning scar on Harry's forehead in another world. In a way, he is Voldermort."

Snape's pale cheeks paled even more, "You know. Why..."

The old headmaster waved his hand, stopping the questioning of the young potions professor. "Dear Serverus, I am willing to answer your questions. It's just..." He showed a childish smile, "According to what I know about the two of us, such a scene and conversation should have happened in another world , and you can guess what it turned out to be."

Snape froze for a moment.

"Do you still need me to continue to explain?" The old headmaster winked playfully.

Severus Snape gave the white-bearded old wizard who was pretending to be cute, a cold look, then turned around, and the black robe threw a handsome wave in the air. "Albus, I hope you're always right."

"Severus, school will be on holiday next week, you can take Harry to Grimmauld Place. He has been wanting to meet Tom and Sirius, and he has been waiting impatiently."

The expression on the Potions Master's face was almost ferocious. "as you wish."

The young wizard had just left, and before the old headmaster could resume his busy work, a red-gold flame was lit on the other side of the fireplace, and Moody's face appeared above the flame.

"Alastor, good afternoon." Albus raised an eyebrow, looking sideways at the wizard who suddenly appeared.

"Albus, good afternoon." The retired Auror asked seriously, looking directly at the old headmaster. "Albus, I want to ask a question. Is that kid, I mean Tom, the 'that' Tom I think?"

Albus wasn't surprised. "You've always been sharp. Yes, it was 'that' Tom."

Moody was probably choked by Albus's unabashed answer, and he paused, as if digesting the shock of the answer.Then, he asked, "So Gellert is 'the' Gellert I thought it was?"

Albus's smile was a little complicated, and he nodded. "Yes, it's 'the' Gellert."

"Okay...okay..." Moody seemed to be convincing himself, the face that could scare a child into tears now looked a little silly, "Two Dark Lords...I knew the road to killing Voldermort would not be so smooth."

"Alastor," the old principal said with gentle eyes, "don't worry, they are on our side, everything will be fine."

"I hope so. Goodbye, Albus." Moody's head dropped and looked up, looking like he'd taken a sip of wine or something over the fireplace.His face disappeared, and the fire in the hearth went out with it.

"Goodbye, Alastor." The old headmaster sat back in his chair.He opened the drawer, and inside was an old diadem and locket.He just glanced at it, then closed the drawer again, and continued to immerse himself in various documents.

The author has something to say:

I was planning to write more characters on weekends, but something bad happened at home, which affected my mood.

Dad recently believed in a three-no health instrument plus an oxygen inhaler, and it was expensive, costing [-] yuan.Because the old couple didn't live with us, I didn't realize it until my sister and I went to see them on Saturday.My sister and brother-in-law went to the other party's shop to see it, and it was clear that it was a liar.As a result, when we were here, my dad still promised me that I would not buy it or buy it, and then I went to participate in the activities organized by the other party on Sunday morning. When I called him, he even lied to me to go shopping... In the afternoon, my mother told us about the machine. It has been delivered home.

Ten thousand oceans is really not a small amount, and I dare not let them use this kind of health-related things, otherwise it will damage the body.

vomiting blood...

Now he believes everything others say, but my sister and I don't believe anything.tears……