HP's Severus adopts Harry

The food at the long Slytherin table was delicious, and I ate politely under the guise of elegance, but there was always something wrong.But where is the fault?

Lanze whispered to me as if no one was there, leaving Draco and me as good brothers, Draco sat on the side and grabbed the priceless wizard robe, with an expression of being abandoned, as if he felt that he was being rejected. My brother was left out in the cold, and the cute little buns are so cute!

When I was young in my previous life, I was relatively simple-minded, and I couldn’t understand why the relationship between my dad and Snape was so bad. Later, Miss Hermione couldn’t stand it anymore, and reminded me lightly, think about the relationship between you and Malfoy when you were in school. knew.

So, I came to the truth, seeing each other and hating each other is actually a very simple matter.

I think a large part of it is because of sharp class contradictions.School is the epitome of society, and the struggle between Malfoy and me is the struggle between the pure-blood nobles and the emerging industrial class. Under the general trend, even if Malfoy and I have a sympathy, it is impossible to become friends.

The power of the people is great, and any enemy standing in front of the people is a paper tiger. .

Seeing that Draco is my best friend, I decided to take care of his fragile aristocratic self-esteem, so as not to be hated by him who is narrow-minded, to repeat the same mistakes, and form an indissoluble bond with him ever since.

Pounding Draco with his arm, he felt miserable and self-pitying: "Xiaolong, are there any special freshmen this year?"

Xiaolong's attention is like spring onions that have been watered by rain, and he blinked with round eyes, pointing to the end of the Slytherin table: "Look at that, the black-haired, red-eyed, handsome one. "

I finally understand where the blame is - Lan Ze is too obedient.Every move is aristocratic, and there is nothing weird about it when he fights with me.I'm all too familiar with acting like I'm acting for someone, and I often act like that for Snape.

I couldn't help getting excited, let Lan Ze watch my joke for so long, my chance for revenge finally came.

Trying to control his facial expression, he gently said to Lan Ze who insisted on pretending to be stupid: "Lan Ze, who is that? The one with red eyes."

Lan Ze gave me a sideways look, and continued to fight with the food on the plate, whooping the plate was about to cry.

Enemy policy: ignore it.In fact, it is to hang up the free card so that the enemy can't even slap.

Fortunately, he raised a good younger brother, and Draco, who was obviously not as tall as him, was afraid that Lanze and Harry would join together again, and cruelly threw himself into the corner, and quickly introduced him enthusiastically, trying to show his value .

"His name is Tom Riddle, my brother's good friend. Although he was born in an orphanage, he is full of magic power, smart, and looks good. He often comes to my house as a guest."

I was secretly amused at the goofy Draco gleefully undermining his brother's strategy.

Don't be afraid of opponents like gods, but teammates like pigs.Lanze, if you are tied to Drake, your combat power will drop at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And is classmate Tom the lone star of the evil spirit? He is still an orphan after being reincarnated. In his later years, Professor Dumbledore has been talking about giving Tom love and influencing him with love.

It seems that this time it was half-baked again, the family love died before the success of the teacher, friendship and love, I looked at the handsome and loyal Lan Ze beside me, and I suddenly felt that there was something going on!

Even Lanze's obsession with changing his fate against the sky is enough for Tom, who is indifferent and loves only power, to drink a pot, and it seems that Lanze's shaved head is not hot, as if in history after Lanze's death, Voldemort was well He supported the underage Lucius and helped the Malfoy family through the dangerous period of power transfer.

Otherwise, this beautiful platinum big fat sheep would have been bitten here and there by the pure-blood nobles, and it would have been divided up.There is probably no so-called Malfoy family in the wizarding world.

"Hey, Lan Ze, tell me, where did you find this guy?" I patted him on the shoulder triumphantly.

Seeing that Lan Ze couldn't hide it, he glared fiercely at his disappointing brother, and a blush flew across his face.

Not to be outdone, he said: "A person like you who bears the title of heir of a pure-blooded family but knows nothing about noble families certainly doesn't understand."

Carefully took out a silver chain from the neck, simple and elegant style, shining brightly, with a clear ruby ​​hanging below it.

I wanted to reach out and touch it, but he dodged it stingily and swiftly.

"This is Nicole May's famous work at the age of 32. I bought out the copyright at the time, and it is much more expensive than you. Since then, Nick can no longer make similar products. There is only one pair in this world," he paused here, "There's another one at Tom's. It's blue."

"Why," I raised my eyebrows, "you found Tom with this thing?"

"Well... this pair of necklaces can sense each other's location, communicate with each other, and pass items... It's still a door key, and the destination is each other's location."

The nobleman spat out the words slowly and repeatedly.

I seem to have misheard, Lan Ze's tone was a bit shy.I couldn't help tilting my head up and down and looked at him carefully. Under my gaze, he immediately adjusted his mood without silver 300 taels, and returned to a little nobleman.

Touch your chin, I firmly believe that I have discovered adultery!

"A token of love?"

Hey, the problem of being cheap has been committed again. It's okay to be full of nonsense, don't tell the truth that others don't like to hear.The ancients never deceived me.

Lan Ze slapped me on the head, and instantly slapped me into the plate in front of me. The ketchup blinded my eyes just as Lan Ze expected.

Draco played the tacit understanding of fighting side by side with me in the previous life, accurately calculated the time it took for my head to fall from the acceleration of gravity in the plate, and stood in front of me at the same time, saving me a little bit of self-esteem.

Good brother, brother didn't hurt you for nothing!

I struggled to clear my head, the instigator was indifferent, but my good brother helped me and gave me a discounted cleaning, but it was not bad for an 11-year-old wizard who was genuine.

I patted my good brother on the shoulder to express encouragement.

Sit comfortably and straighten your collar.

"Lan Ze, have you and your Tom," looked up in Tom's direction, "have you communicated?"

"Of course!" He rolled his eyes and looked at me, "Who is like you, who has been back for so long, and fights with your bat every day, sweet and sweet, and has never been open and honest with him? Hypocrisy!"

"You!" I blushed and was about to refute loudly to cover up my guilt, but was interrupted as soon as I uttered a word.

"What are you! What are you! Did you say that? Where did you say you came from and where are you going? Liar!"

I deliberately stepped on the table and grabbed Lan Ze's collar to give him a pair of panda eyes, but my heart is guilty. Sure enough, even if I can deceive others, I can't deceive my own heart. Now I can't even deceive others. How sad!

"Hey, what are you going to do, do I want to meet your Tom?" I decided to change the subject, guilt hurts too, and it's not good for your health after a long time.

"Well, I've already arranged it." Lan Ze raised her colorful tail like a peacock, with a light tone, but if you study carefully, you will find a thick pride emanating from the air.

After dinner, I wandered to the Slytherin lounge with my good brother and my good brother's grandfather.

The dark green sofa seems to be randomly placed in any corner of the lounge you can imagine, full of aristocratic laziness, I really want you to sit down when you are tired, and you must be greeted by a warm sofa, not a cold floor .

Although it is underground, there are windows, and there is a warm breeze. The Roman blinds made of gauze are rippling leisurely, light and beautiful.

Going forward along the circular high dome corridor, the high dome is full of bright stars, which is noble, which reminds me of the starry sky in the summer night in the countryside for no reason.

I remember that when I was old, I lived in the country for a while, and Hermione and Ron were next door. On summer nights, we often went out to enjoy the shade together. I lay back on the chair and watched the stars, and the old lady Hermione sat on the rocking chair and rocked. Shake, Grandpa Ron is still a child at heart, playing with the dog, we chat, sometimes until one of them falls asleep, and then the other two fall asleep again.It's nice to sleep outside.

When I came to my dormitory door, I belatedly realized how long Malfoy's hands were in the wizarding world.

The front and back of my nameplate are: Tom Riddle, Lanzer Malfoy, Draco Malfoy.

How could Professor Dumbledore agree to share a dormitory with the savior he had spent a lot of money on and a person of unknown origin who looked the same and had the same name as the Demon King, who was most likely to be the Demon King?It is also paired with Voldemort's left and right hands, and the two sons of the Malfoy family as side dishes.

It's better to just send the savior to Voldemort, the two factions cease fighting, the Order of the Phoenix is ​​dissolved, the dark monarch rules the world, and the old headmaster retires to enjoy his life.I want to face the old headmaster who has no power and no power. For the sake of being the guide who entered the wizarding world, Voldemort, who finally won, will not lose face.

It seems that there is more joy in victory if there is an old professor who is alive and lost and has been pressing his head all the time!

Pushing open the door, I finally saw the enemy in my destiny.

He is the same color as the old one, one size black, except for a pair of eye-catching ruby ​​eyes, leaning on his own bed, propping up one leg, closing his eyes and resting his mind, a few strands of unruly black hair are scattered between his eyebrows.

I understand why Lan Ze can't forget him, even dragging him back after the slice is dead.So handsome!

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he looked back at us and saw the lightning-shaped scar that I had deliberately pulled up my hair to show him to show my identity. He paused for a moment, then turned back unhurriedly, closed his eyes and went to rest.

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