HP's Impassable Time

My name is Tom. This is a very popular name. There are already three Toms in the orphanage. Tom!Tom?Sounds like some stupid cat no matter what!

I have been remembering things since I was very young, earlier than Mrs. Cole and Tina thought. At that time, I could not crawl, and I had to endure the pain of being unable to take care of myself. My eyes could not see clearly what was 20 meters away. And put up with those weird ornaments hanging on the bed.

I remember all the conversations they had at my bedside, all the affectedly disgusting attitudes and lewd looks of all the male nurses.

The so-called childhood was just spent in darkness, and nothing could arouse my interest.

Those childish games make me sick.

The jealousy among the boys was even more unbearable to me.

I can do a lot, I can do little, I don't want to destroy the world, but the world wants to destroy me!

until she appeared.

She looks good, her round face is different from other children in the orphanage, her hair is combed smoothly, like oriental silk, there are two ridiculous little braids on her head, and her eyes , is golden yellow, I don't know why, I don't want her to see her embarrassed look at this moment.

So, when she was talking to myself, I chose to leave, but fate is sometimes very strange. She is different from this gray world and other existences after all. From the moment I stretched out my hand to her, she It is unique to me.

She smiled very cutely, her chubby face was chubby, her face was covered with dust and flowers, and she smiled very silly.

"madness."

I know how to please others, but I never want to do that, there is nothing worth doing, but when I talk to her, I unconsciously relax my tone, maybe it still sounds serious to her!

"You look so good-looking, I like you, little brother, will you always be my brother from now on?"

The girl sitting on the ground took my hand and said the same childish words as the others, but she was surprisingly not annoying. I wiped the dust and blood from my face and dragged her back to the room.

At this time, everyone lived in a big room filled with rows of beds, and there was a slight musty smell in the air.

Unsurprisingly, water was poured on my bed. If it was before, maybe I wouldn't care, but at this time I don't want the person holding my hand to see my wolfishness.

She patted the bed that was still running water, showing an angry face, "The bed is wet, bedwetting is bad!"

She kept hitting the bed with her hands, as if that bed was some kind of heinous thing.

I took her wet hand, she was much shorter than me, I squatted down to look directly into her eyes, "Don't worry, you have to learn to be quiet!"

"My name is Phil Grindelwald Gunter. Phil (Phil) is an abbreviation of philosophy (philosophy). People have always said that my name is a boy's name, but I still think it suits me very well!"

I remember that a few days ago she suddenly introduced herself to herself in a serious manner. She had known her name before, and she had known her for a long time, but I still responded in the same way.

"My name is Tom Marvolo Riddle. Tom is a popular name, and I don't like it."

She doesn't like to bring up her previous family and her adoptive parents, saying she has cut ties with them and the only thing she wants to see is her biological mother, she owes her only one person.

You know, when a three- or four-year-old tells you that I don't owe anyone anything, it's pretty funny. I should have laughed because Phil started calling me pretty again.

pretty?What a nice word, even though it's mostly used to describe girls, but what the hell, I like it and Phil likes it, so that's fine!

And I don't like my parents either, that's what we have in common.The more we get along, the more I find that we are similar, the same indifference, the same emphasis on each other, and the same special abilities.

Sometimes I wonder if she is my real family, my little sister.

That summer was the so-called summer activity of the orphanage, we would go to different places - travel, and from Tina I knew that the so-called travel was just another means of making money, but it was not annoying, objectively speaking Orphanages have no obligation to take care of us, maybe... so.

We went to a small seaside island, the island is not big, the sandy beach that looks beautiful in the daytime is surrounded by reefs, there are many caves on it, it is very suitable for adventure, Phil is very interested in adventure, and I am very interested in adventure. I don't like it very much. After all, Phil is still a child, and it's normal to be full of curiosity about everything.

Like she said I'm pretty.

But something happened that night, something I regret, simply because I was talking to a snake and I accidentally ignored Phil, and she slipped out by herself before dinner. Adventure alone.

The sea was very stormy, and it was very dark that night. It was not until dinner time that Tina realized that Phil and three other people—Amy Benson, Dennis Bissau, and William Edward—were missing, and I was just because I found out that I could Excited to talk to the snake, after I'm sure the snake won't hurt us, I'll bring it to Phil, Phil will love such a special gift.

But when I found Phil in the middle of the reef, she was drenched and shivering. Naturally, the food in the orphanage was not as good as her adoptive parents' home, so her chubby little face had already shriveled, and her protruding eyes were very Big, she stared at the reef under her feet, the reef was so close to the sea, so close that if she moved, she would fall into the sea and be swallowed by the sea.

The waves beat on the reef and sprinkled on her at the same time. For the first time, I knew what it means to be nervous and unable to breathe.

"Phil, come here, it's dangerous over there!" I shouted, I don't know if the reef can bear the weight of two people, I dare not take risks.

Maybe the waves were too loud, Phil seemed to be unable to hear, squatting there, still staring at the rocks under her feet with her eyes wide open, she hugged her knees with her hands, as if this would give her a complete sense of security.

No matter how much I shouted she didn't move, I saw the reef under her feet was loosening, yes, it was loosening, I tried to approach slowly, but luckily she didn't move, which was good.

Finally I stood on the piece next to the reef under her feet. Obviously, the piece under my feet would have a lot of stones. I reached out and tried to let her grab my hand.

"Phil, hold my hand, come back and I'll give you your favorite chocolate, okay?"

But in the past, the chocolate that had been tried and tested by Bailing seemed to have turned into a stone on the side of the road at this time, which could not attract Phil's attention.

"Phil, come here, or you will fall into the sea."

Phil still didn't speak, I saw that the reef under the waves was getting more and more fragile, if!If only I could get Phil to come to me without touching it!That's it!I have never hated myself so much for having such short hands. The sea water hits my face and takes away the warmth of my body.

How long has Phil been here?Is it already frozen!

Just when I was extremely remorseful, I saw Phil move, moving in my direction, as if there was a force pushing Phil, but when I wanted to look carefully, Phil stopped moving again, and I Thinking of my ability to talk to snakes, can I get what I want?Do I just have to work harder and Phil can come over!

Finally, I entered a very wonderful state, as if I was God, this feeling is very detached, as if telling me, I am God!

I didn't last long in that state, but it was enough for me to pull Phil into my arms. When I hugged Phil and stepped back two stones, the rock that Phil was squatting on didn't seem to have ever existed. , swallowed by the waves.

I'm starting to hate the ocean, and I'm starting to be glad I caught Phil.

Mrs. Cole, Tina and two male teachers found us. The attitude of the male teachers was not very good. Tina was not crazy enough. She gave each of us a huge old towel and wrapped us up.

"Where are the two children?" Mrs. Cole asked eagerly. I shook my head to show that I didn't know. She probably didn't expect to get an answer from me, so she turned her head and ordered, "Others, go to Amy Benson And Dennis Bissau, Tina, you send them back."

At that time, I thought that William had been found, but later I found out that it was not. William disappeared, as if he had evaporated from this world, as if he had never appeared before.

That night, Phil and I were arranged to share the same bed. I felt better after taking a shower for myself and Phil, but something was wrong with Phil, especially wrong. She didn’t have any expression, and her eyes were blank. She doesn't speak, she's afraid of being touched by anyone other than me, it's like a different person, she won't smile and say she looks good, she won't touch her face with thin hands, she's more like a puppet without a soul, lifeless.

The next day we went back to the orphanage in London, twelve of us went, eleven came back, and no one except myself remembered the existence of William Edward.

nobody!

Mrs. Cole found a doctor to see Phil, but those quack doctors couldn't see anything. Later, she stopped looking for anyone to see him. Anyway, Phil was just more silent than before, and obedient ones took better care of him.

After Amy and Dennis said that she tricked them into the cave, Tina looked at herself in a very wrong way, and even looked at Phil in an unfriendly way.

I know they lied, but I also know they must have something to do with Phil becoming like this, and I try to get into that godlike state again to find the connection, but I can't.

That snake was killed by me that night because it delayed my rescue of Phil, or Phil would not have become what he is now without it, death is a relief for the snake, Great relief!

I'm helping it!

Yes!I'm helping it!

Every day Phil would crawl into my bed silently in the middle of the night (why does that sound weird?) I would tuck her in and watch her fall asleep, if only I could be with her like this all the time .

If anyone wants to destroy this relationship, then I will help him out.

Phil moved uneasily, Tom pulled the quilt back, patted Phil on the back, Phil rubbed himself into Tom's arms, and settled down to continue sleeping.

Tom was eight years old and Lily was four.

***

It was found that the little girl Nagini was in the suburbs around London, and Tom took Phil to dig vegetables nearby (yes, you read that right, the Dark Lord took Lily to dig wild vegetables, it was all out of Baozi’s bad taste, don’t take it too seriously explain……)

Phil doesn't know any wild vegetables, he just stays with Tom, and Tom is exercising his superpowers. Since he discovered his special abilities, he has also devoted himself to helping Phil discover his uniqueness and what he knows. It is impossible for Phil not to, and it turns out that Phil does, but it is different from what she knows, and her ability is softer. She will leave some kind of imprint on herself, a magical imprint.

This kind of mark usually seems useless, just like putting a mark to show that she belongs to her.

This little possessiveness makes me feel happy.

While controlling the magic, there was a rustling sound coming from the grass. Tom, whose senses were amplified by the magic, noticed it right away. He cautiously pulled Phil, who was squatting on the ground counting ants beside him, behind him, watching the sound The place.

The surrounding wind had quieted down, and Tom could only hear the rustling of the grass. He put all his attention on the parted grass, as if he could see something green moving through the grass. very small.

Phil ignored Tom blocking his hand, looked at the bushes curiously, and took a step forward unconsciously. Tom also heard a small voice, as if saying he was hungry.

This was the first time Phil had shown curiosity in a year. Tom really didn't want to discourage her enthusiasm, and just now he had seen that it was a snake, a newborn baby snake, and most importantly, it was not poisonous.

Phil pushed through the grass and saw a juvenile flower python meandering forward. The flower python looked like it was starving to death. How stupid is it that it can't get enough food?

Phil stretched out his hand and let the little flower python climb onto his hand.

"Little girl?"

"I'm so hungry!" The little boa constrictor hung feebly on Phil's hand, his head hanging on Phil's wrist, hissing hissing tongue.

Phil touched the top of the little snake's head with his other hand, and then stretched out his hand to the front left, gathering his palms into claws, a field mouse flew up from the grass, Phil caught the flying field mouse at once, and then The field mouse also tried to push Phil's hand away with its claws, but it was unsuccessful.

"you eat!"

Phil hadn't spoken for a year, and his voice suddenly sounded hoarse, not like a child's, but since he spoke, it will be fine in the future.

After all, Tom would also like to thank the guy who just starved to death.

The little flower python curled up and trapped the small vole, and before the vole died, it couldn't wait to bite on it, and the vole didn't move until it swallowed it all.

Satisfied, the little flower python coiled itself on Phil's arm, resting its head on the palm of his hand, and fell asleep with its eyes closed.

"I want to raise it." Phil reached out and placed the little flower python in front of Tom's eyes.

It was a requesting tone, although it was firm.

"Okay!" He will fulfill Phil's request

Tom had a nice smile, which he had rarely done this year.

"Brother, you are so pretty." Phil put his head on Tom's chest, "Brother, you are so pretty."

She repeated it again, but as if it wasn't enough, "Little brother, little brother, little brother..."

Tom held Phil in his arms, and touched her head with one hand, "Little brother is always here, don't be afraid."

"Little brother, thank you." Phil tapped Tom's chest lightly with his head, "That's great."

"No! I should thank you, it's great to have you with me!" Because I can feel the interesting places in this world with you, it makes my gray world more colorful, and let me know what is really important .

"You'll be called Nagini from now on!" Tom said without any warmth in his voice when Phil was sleeping at night.

Little Flower Python is still young, and can't quite understand people's complex emotional changes, and is still looking at Tom in confusion.

"In the future, you have to listen to Phil's words, or I will give Phil an extra meal with your stewed snake soup."

The little flower python still understood this sentence, she could only shiver and hug herself into a ball, but when it subconsciously sought Phil's help, it was frozen back to the bed by Tom's icy eyesight.

"Be good and you won't become a snake soup. I will take good care of you, don't worry." Tom patted the little flower python (Nagini) on the head.

Little girl Nagini felt her head was so cold, obviously she was a cold-blooded animal, okay!

The next day, Phil was playing with Nagini in the yard, because Nagini was too small, and the dean's wife didn't pay attention to it, thinking that it would be just for the children when it grew up. Supplementary meals.

Nagini: I'm so miserable!Live under the shadow of being made snake soup every day.

Three shadows fell on the ground, just covering the head of the little girl Nagini and Lily. Lily raised her head slowly, and there were two men and a woman standing in front of her—Martha, Billy and Stubb.

"That's her, she brought a little worm, it's really disgusting." Martha gestured disgustingly.

"Exactly! Who would raise a long worm."

Lily stared blankly at the three of them, the backlight made her eyes feel uncomfortable.

"Hmph!" Stubb kicked Nagini away who was lying on the ground. Nagini was kicked far away and hit a tree on the side, obviously hurting his spine, and laying in a strange shape on the ground. "Bugs are bugs, what the hell."

Phil squatted there, as if unresponsive.

Martha pushed her down all at once, and when she stretched her hand behind for support, her skin was cut by the sand on the ground, and thick blood flowed down.

Phil looked at the flowing blood and seemed to be hysterical again.

"It's dumb! Why didn't you become Riddle's little follower! Squatting here..."

"Don't talk about her, or what if she complains!" Billy said sarcastically, and patted his chest pretending to be scared.

"That little guy, huh!" Stubb was tall and big, and he really didn't know how he could eat so fat under the food in the orphanage!

"Let's play a game!" Billy rolled his eyes and thought of a 'good idea'.

"What game?" Seeing that Billy was looking at Phil, Martha asked nastyly.

"This game is hide and seek!"

"What kind of hide-and-seek?" Stubb was also interested.

"That's to hide the small ones, and we'll see when we can find the big ones." Billy stared at Phil maliciously. The three of them were all older than Phil, and it was impossible to control a person who was autistic. too easy.

Tom came out of Mrs. Cole's office, but he didn't see Phil in the previously separated yard. Tom frowned and thought maybe she had gone back to the room. He stopped as soon as he entered the house.

Under the tree on the west side of the yard, a small flower python was covered under the leaves, only its pointed tail was exposed, and it was still shaking vigorously, trying to attract his attention.

Pulling out the fractured Nagini from the pile of leaves, blood has begun to ooze under her colorful skin.

"They hid Phil."

Nagini had a hard time speaking. It took him a long time to finish a sentence, and he passed out after finishing speaking. Although it was very useless, Phil liked the way it looked these days.

Put the snake back in the box and take it with you, voilà!where is phil

There is a certain connection between Tom and Phil. This connection is like a bond. He closed his eyes and tried to catch the vague feeling. At this time, he has been looking for Phil for a while, and he must hurry up.

Following his feeling, he found the abandoned closet. The door was locked by a lock, but it didn't cause any trouble to Tom. He concentrated. The lock trembled a few times, and then it broke off and fell to the ground with a snap. sound.

The originally broken door opened a crack by itself, and the rusty hinges creaked harshly. It was terribly dark inside, and Phil was most afraid of the dark.

Tom opened the door at once, revealing Phil crouching in the corner.

Tom was nine years old and Phil was five.