[Comprehensive Yingmei] I'm already a useless dragon

Platform nine and three-quarters.

The long red train stays on the rails, with a faint white smoke coming out of the steam head, and the clothes of the passers-by on the nearby platform are very different. The black wizard robe and the modern cowboy coat are framed in one shot, staged With the collision style of two eras.

somewhere on the platform.

A man with light blonde long hair combed back meticulously and wearing a long black coat is holding a snake-shaped scepter, frowning and looking at the people coming and going in front of him, the scene full of slapstick and laughter, silver-gray eyes There was even a hint of disgust in his eyes.

"You didn't have to come here." Standing beside him was a lady with a dignified face, her long black hair was half rolled up behind her head, she looked at her husband with a bit of helplessness in her eyes at the moment.

However, when her eyes fell on the scene ahead, the emotion in her eyes was exactly the same as that of her husband.

The boy standing next to the woman obviously has much more emotions in his eyes - his light blond hair is neatly fixed behind his head with hairspray, and the slightly pale face inherited from his father can't hide the excitement of being about to enter school. Unable to hide it, he lifted his chin slightly, showing a bit of pretended arrogance, precisely because his good-looking face looked extremely harmonious.

After hearing Narcissa's words, Lucius thought of the news he had heard in the Ministry of Magic, and the disgust in his eyes dissipated a lot, and was replaced by a rare appreciation, which was also mixed with a little subtle fear——

He raised his chin reflexively, and said in a slightly drawn out tone: "An old friend is going to teach at Hogwarts this year."

Narcissa didn't think of who it was for a while, and a bit of confusion and incomprehension flashed in her dark green eyes.

But she knew that it was definitely not an ordinary person who could make her husband put aside his own affairs and come to Platform Nine and Three Quarters to meet him during his busy schedule.

In front of the train carriage entrance.

Ivan put the suitcase he was carrying into the cargo compartment, felt the change in the air flow around him when he turned around, and made a slight mistake in his steps——

"what?"

"Oh, I didn't catch it? It's not slippery."

George watched in surprise when Fred was about to grab his collar, the boy leaned slightly as if he had eyes behind his back, and subtly avoided it.

This action... looks familiar.

Almost as soon as he remembered who this person was, Ivan had already turned around and looked at the two of them expressionlessly.

Standing behind him were two Weasleys with ginger-red hair. The trolley next to them was stacked with high luggage, and their brooms were placed on the top. Ivan glanced at it, and it was the sweeping series.

"It's actually you..." Fred paused with a smile on his face.He suddenly remembered what happened last year after trying to catch the lone Slytherin for pranks, his back was chilly, and George subconsciously took two steps back.

"Forget it, it's a bad start, Fred, let's find another target." George had the same frustration on his face as Fred, and the two brothers shrugged together, keeping a certain distance from him.

--What?come closer?

Only then did Merlin know when a sudden gust of wind would blow them away!

When Ivan saw their movements, a smile flashed in his eyes like light blue daisies.

When he was about to pass through the gap they made, the twin brothers over there suddenly looked at each other at the same time. Fred's eyes lit up, and he patted George on the shoulder:

"My good brother, you must have thought of the same idea as me!"

"Yes, I think we may have found the best help!"

Ivan who hasn't gone far: "..."

"Hey, little snake, let's discuss—join our brothers' prank club, and you can also get the first VIP seat to test new products~" Fred stepped forward with his long legs almost singing, towards Ivan. He stood in the way of his way, bent over to look at him with a sincere smile, and his eyes shone with anticipation about a bright future.

George stepped to the other side of Ivan very cooperatively, and added with a smile: "What the members need to do is very simple, you just need to stand there and scare them."

Such a fierce Slytherin would definitely make the juniors of the four houses tremble with fear.

Then the stunned students would surely eat the candies they gave them obediently under his cold face, or be completely dumbfounded about what they put in their cups.

...this cooperation is simply wonderful!

Ivan's long and straight eyelashes trembled slightly. He looked left and right at the two faces approaching him, and listened to the whole process of their nonsense without moving.

It wasn't until the two of them paused for a while that he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you finished?"

With the affirmation of the two brothers, he dragged his voice clearly, "Oh~", and then, under the slightly curly black hair on his forehead, there was a slight smile in the light blue eyes, and his expression was quite Not much has changed.

His tone paused for half a beat, and he asked slowly:

"Tell me, how do you two want to go to heaven this time?"

Fred and George, who don't want to go to heaven other than riding a broom: "..."

Almost collectively jumped several steps back, the two of them shook their heads and waved their hands in unison——

"No appointment, no appointment!"

"It's not cute at all!"

Hogwarts Express, the professor's carriage.

The profile of the black-haired boy's profile is clear and lined, and the dimpled eye sockets set off the pair of light-colored eyes that show a bit of quiet gentleness when they look down.This look of sitting by the window and flipping through the book silently seems to isolate a quiet world alone in the sound of the steam of the train.

Sitting across from him was a meticulously groomed man in a suit. If he were placed in a high-end commercial vehicle at this moment, it would definitely not look too abrupt.He crossed his legs, crossed his palms on his legs, looked at the mist of black tea in the white porcelain cup on the table, and wondered what he was thinking.

There was a soft 'crash', and between the pages of the book, a sudden sentence broke the tranquility between the two:

"Last year I saw an award in the Hogwarts Prize Room with your name on it."

Tom moved the corners of his lips slightly, and there was no surprise in his green eyes. He pinched the ear of the white porcelain cup, brought the cup of tea in front of him to his lips, took a sip, and calmly asked a word:

"so?"

Ivan was also very calm, as if they were only talking about today's weather: "Although I know you should be difficult, but I didn't expect that you are more than one generation away from my sister—how did she succeed in cheating on NEWT?"

How did Tom Marvolo Riddle, who was recorded in the school history of Hogwarts in the 40s, and Aurora, who was born in the 60s, meet at Hogwarts?

Tom didn't seem to care about being discovered by him at all, the smile on his face didn't change a bit, and even the smile was the same as usual.He didn't intend to tell Ivan the details, and the man casually brought the topic over: "I left things at Hogwarts, and going back to school this time is also related to these things."

The black-haired boy on the opposite side nodded, changed the topic, and asked:

"I've heard a story before. A group of black wizards once appeared in the magic world, with the goal of eradicating those with impure bloodlines and creating a new wizarding world with pure bloodlines, but then their leader died suddenly... This organization quickly Dissipated, do you want to guess the name of the leader?"

Tom Riddle, who was suddenly killed suddenly, didn't change his face: "What's your name?"

Ivan picked up a bag of Bibi’s multi-flavored beans from the seat next to him, pinched the opening of the package with both hands and pulled it out. In the torn bag, colorful beans jumped out lively——

One by one, as if attracted by some gravitational force, a line of twisted letters formed in the air in front of them:

'Voldemort—'

Tom gave a low laugh, to see this familiar name again, the name he had wanted to use for the rest of his life.

He looked at the boy on the opposite side leisurely, even with a little interest, wondering what he would say to himself next, warning him to leave Aurora?Or a threat?Or is it……?

"It would be too conspicuous if you returned to Hogwarts with your current name." Under his gaze, Ivan gave a reminder.

Just from the perspective of the family, I reminded him not to return to Hogwarts with his real name so blatantly.

The smile in the man's eyes gradually dissipated, as if the city surrounded by fog was pierced by the sun, so those hidden emotions shrunk, leaving only a little real emotion inside.

He nodded slightly, and replied softly: "I have already prepared."

Ivan then stopped talking, didn't say another word, and pulled his thoughts back to his book.

At this moment, the man on the opposite side thought of something, the smile on the corner of his lips widened, and the unpredictable smile in the green eyes swept back again.

"I met an old acquaintance on the platform just now—his child, Draco Malfoy, will come to Hogwarts this year, and it is estimated that he will be assigned to the same house as you. If you have time, you can take care of him." Hit him."

Ivan gave him a puzzled look. Judging from Tom's tone, the familiarity of this old acquaintance seemed a little subtle.

He tilted his head slightly, and his tone was rarely puzzled: "Their family...offended you?"

Tom just laughed and said nothing, thinking of the future he had seen in Aurora's world - really thinking of the Malfoys made him feel uncomfortable not doing something about it.

Ivan read something from his smile.

Just a little curious - with Tom's character, the person who offended him is still alive? ? ?

Ivan guessed that the degree of offending was just innocuous, but it made people think of it to the point of being somewhat uncomfortable, and he didn't take this matter to heart.

So when he saw his new roommate stand in front of him and announce his name, he was stunned for a second——

The boy with light blond hair was wearing a black wizard robe, with a hint of arrogance and dignity on his small face with a pointed chin.Because the student in front of him was a level higher than himself, he raised his chin and lowered it back slightly. His pleasant voice had an elegant and moderate tone:

"Hi, I'm this year's new Slytherin, Draco Malfoy."

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Ivan: @TomRiddle, the son of your enemy is online.

Draco: ... trembling in a daze] Dad, you promised someone to take care of me!

Tom: Laugh without saying a word.

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Ah... Tom is really, whether he is the Dark Lord or not, the plot will always revolve around him hhh

A little bit of revealing story, excitement.

And, the young master finally came out! ! ! !so cute! ! !Hold and suck! ! !