38 years of past events

Dumbledore recently left Hogwarts, although no one knows why, some say he received an urgent letter home, others that he was invited to the Nordic Wizarding Union.But no matter what the reason is, this is good news for me, Hogwarts without Dumbledore, I can do more things.At that age, I was like a child who caused trouble, waiting for the slightest opportunity to trample on it maliciously.

"Oh, you look so awful, so haggard, what happened?" It was Daisy Malfoy.

"You're right, it's terrible, it's terrible!" I complained.

I don’t know if it was because Snape gave me too much of a blow that day. After I came back, I actually started to have nightmares, killing, blood, and my father’s face. On my nerves, he calls me in the dark: come here~ my child, come here~ come here~

oh!Merlin!Just like this all day and all night, I was so pestered by him that I was going crazy!

But it seems like this is not just me, yes!Harry Potter, I hear the kid's scar is hurting again.

It seems that my father was not idle after his death. At least he found something for himself every day, torturing his own son and the son of the enemy, and regarded this as a new kind of fun.

"I think you need some tranquilizers, my dear Randolph, but don't worry, I have plenty here."

"Is Miss Malfoy also often troubled by nightmares?"

"No, but Lucius will need it, so Narcissa is prepared. She gave me some so that I can take care of Draco."

Lucius, my father's cunning servant.Whenever night fell, he wondered if he would not be able to sleep worrying about the resurrection of the Dark Lord.

"Forget it, I suppose. Your cousin Lucius probably needs those tranquilizers more than I do."

"But, you look really haggard, but, well—" She changed her mind suddenly, and I looked again, and it was Quirrell.

"Hey, it's... nice to meet you... yes, Miss Malfoy, and... and Mr. Randolph," he said in a stammering voice.

"I think I have to go, Merlin knows what it smells like, I can't stand it!" Daisy fled in panic without even saying hello.

"I am also very happy to meet you, Professor Quirrell." I absolutely sincerely said this, yes, since the last Lu Wei incident, I really want to meet him.

"That...Miss Malfoy is, what's the matter?"

"Never mind, I think she's just too shy, you know, girls are like that."

"When... of course, how could I mind, in fact, I... I came... to see you, specially to... to see you, Mr. Randolph."

Oh Merlin!Thank you so much!At first, I was worrying about going to find him, to end the torment that person had been tormenting my nightmare day and night, but now he actually came.

"I think...you...you might need...this." He handed me a heavy book.

"What is this? Have you decided to teach me more advanced spells?"

Quirrell didn't say anything, he handed the book to me carefully and left.I know he's leaving me with some kind of hint, but it's a bit silly in the way he does it.

Okay, now let's take a look at the book in hand, well, it looks thick enough, heavy and old enough, so... I guess it must be about some kind of ancient spell, right? Maybe it's about high-level potions, well, it may also be folk remedies involving black magic.

Well, let me open it and see what hints Quirrell left for me, I'm really looking forward to it~

"If you'rehappyandyouknowit, stompyourfeet

Ifyou'rehappyandyouknowit, stompyourfeet (if you're happy, stomp your feet, stomp~)..."

Ah, my Merlin!It actually sang!This damn book sings stupid songs, and what's more, I didn't realize until now that the title of the book is "On the Ten Generations of the Unicorn Papa"!

What the hell is this?

For a moment, all the students in the Slytherin common room turned their heads at the silly song.

"Turn all over! Slytherin rule No. 20, four, don't meddle in your own business! Have you forgotten all of them!"

"I'm sorry, Prefect, forgive me for not knowing that you still have this hobby." Travers held his mouth to hold back a laugh that would make his whole body tremble.

"Shut up! You turn around too! Travers, right now!" I yelled at Jamie Travers unceremoniously.

Until the moment I closed the book, I could still see how each of them couldn't stop laughing.I clenched my wand, praying to Quirrell that he better be there tonight, or—

At eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, at the entrance of the Forbidden Forest, I really saw that stupid servant.

"Good evening, Professor Quirrell."

He was wandering around in the woods looking around, when I appeared, he was startled: "Late...good evening, I thought I should at least give you some time, but you are much better than I thought."

"Thank you, but I hope there won't be a second time for such a stupid trick."

It is said that Quirrell used to be a very clever wizard, but now I am sorry that it is really difficult to see the slightest shadow from his wonderful technique, whether it is a quill that automatically writes or a book that can sing.

"Of course, how can there be a next time." He smiled easily, and he didn't cause any trouble anyway, "Okay, time is running out, I have to take you to see him quickly."

"Wait, tell me who is that person first?"

"Didn't you already know?"

"He asked you to come? He came to see me? Why didn't he come by himself?" He would rather bother me day and night than come and say a word to me in person.

"Come on, Randolph, listen to me, he...he can't come, come with me, and you'll know. Really, we gotta hurry up."

His answer didn't satisfy me, so I unceremoniously pushed him away, and he suddenly seemed a little overwhelmed.

"Believe me, he...he loves you, and he really misses you."

"Love?" I laughed, he would say love, I don't think I could find anything funnier than this even if I ran all over the wizarding world, "Don't tell me that's what he taught you to say?"

"Really, please!" Quirrell's expression was very sad. God knows how that person would punish him if Quirrell failed to complete the task.But what does that matter to me?And I'd love to see who made him embarrass me this afternoon.

"Okay, Professor Quirrell, if you really have no better way, then I think I have to go back to sleep. After all, running out in the middle of the night is not the way a good Hogwarts student should behave."

"Oh, no, don't go, I beg you, you can't do this, please listen to me." He saw my posture to go, and hurriedly stopped behind him: "Okay, okay, I tell you, he is terrible .now he needs to see you, but he can't come, we killed a lot of unicorns, right here in the forbidden forest, this must not be known to other people, especially at Hogwarts, otherwise it will all be over! "

I looked at Quirrell, his look couldn't deceive me, "Is he... really having a bad life?"

"Just go and see, trust me!"

Although that man is indeed a terrible father, but, 11 years...

"Blood...I need blood...fresh blood..."

In the depths of the Forbidden Forest, in the innermost part of the darkness, that suppressed and broken voice came to mind again, just like every nightmare I had ever had.

When the smell of blood around him became stronger and filled the tip of his nose, Quirrell stopped in his tracks: "My respected master, look, who I brought here."

In that darkness, I couldn't see anything, but I felt him strongly.I used the wand to light up the fluorescent light, trying to see something clearly, but he extinguished it screaming: "Damn fluorescent spell! Don't light the fire, I don't want to see any light!"

"Yes... yes, master, please calm down~"

No way, I searched for a long time based on my feeling, and finally saw that ghostly shadow next to the unicorn's body, the silhouette of nothingness, hidden in the black hood, crawling and licking on the ground little by little With that fresh blood.I can seem to still hear the labored panting brought out by his every movement.

"It's terrible! I haven't seen each other for 11 years. Mr. Riddle is worse than I thought." Now I finally understand why Quirrell said he can't come, and he has nothing to do except attach to other creatures.

"In the past few years at Hogwarts, did Dumbledore teach you how to laugh at your father? This is not the politeness that a gentleman should have."

Accompanied by a hoarse voice, the black shadow on the ground slowly stood up after sucking the last drop of blood, "Maybe I should teach you the most basic manners." Then the shadow rushed towards me as fast as possible , hit me hard on the ground.

"Oh, Merlin!" I stood up clutching my stomach in pain.

"It's so vulnerable!"

This is the comment he gave after he taught me.It's so annoying, if I knew I should have pulled out my wand at him just now...

never mind!I really just came to see how bad he looks, and I'll leave after I'm done, for sure!

"Where's your wand? Why didn't you take out your wand to fight back just now? Could it be that your wand is only used for fluorescent spells? Waste!"

"Enough! I didn't come here to listen to your boring reprimands. As for my courtesy, I only give it to those in need. For you, you still killed old Tom Riddle."

"Damn it! How many times have I told you, don't mention that stupid Muggle to me!" He growled and almost jumped on him again.

"My respected master...please...please calm down, I don't think Randolph is malicious, we...need him...so I think what we should talk about now is what to do next." Quirrell comforted Seeing his anger, "Actually, I have made a new discovery recently, yes! I can definitely say that the Sorcerer's Stone is in Hogwarts."

Quirrell's intelligence was revealed for the first time this night, and at least his presence relieved the stiff atmosphere between me and that person.

"There have been such rumors in Hogwarts recently, and they have even been spread crazy. Now that you are sure, then you have found it?" I asked Quirrell.

"Almost. Just a little bit to know."

"Idiot! It's almost every time! Your little point has made me endure long enough!" Father roared impatiently.

"No... Master, I really tried my best, please... believe me, this time, just this time, I will definitely find it." Quirrell was so frightened that he stuttered again.

"Randolph, you know that?"

Facing the Dark Lord's question, I still thought about it, because I didn't want to say anything that would make him feel stupid later.

"I think it has something to do with Lu Wei."

"Lu Wei?"

"The school's three-headed dog is kept deep in the corridor at the end of the castle, but that place is forbidden, and I don't think anyone but Dumbledore will know what's inside."

"Yes, that beast, I think so too!" cried Quirrell.

"Yes, I followed the code you left me to look for, but who do you think I ran into that day? Oh, Harry Potter, but they were terrified at the time."

"Then why didn't you kill him?" He asked in a low voice.

"You want everyone to know that I did it? That won't do you any good, at least for now I can stay at Hogwarts, and you need me."

"The forbidden area in the corridor of the castle—" The voice in the black hood was obviously thinking, "Oh, let me think about it—"

"Mirror of Erised!" He in the shadow suddenly called out the name, "Yes, it must be, Mirror of Erised!"

"what is that?"

"Mirror, that's a mirror, in fact it's a very grand mirror, but it can see the most primitive and strongest desire in people's hearts." Quirrell answered me.

"At Hogwarts? Why haven't I seen it?"

"Actually, I haven't seen it either. I've only heard of it. It's too dangerous and fascinating. It can't give you anything but it can make people addicted to it easily. So I guess that's why Dumbledore doesn't let students get close. reason."

Quirrell said that it is a psychedelic and dangerous mirror, which can understand all the desires in people's hearts. My father knows Hogwarts so well, and even knows the Mirror of Erised, so he must have been there, but, What would he see in front of the mirror?

"Quirrell! Get it back for me, this time!"

"Yes, master, I will definitely do it this time!"

At this moment, a voice came from a distance: "Hey, Harry, look, what's there?"

"Someone is coming! It's Harry Potter!" Quirrell was panicked. After all, he didn't want to be discovered by Harry and ruin his image as an excellent teacher.

"Why is there someone at this time? It's you? Quirrell?"

"No...Master, please believe me, it's not me!" Quirrell shook his head nervously.

"So, is that you, Randolph?"

"Quickly give up your stupid guesses! I don't have to wait until now to betray you!" I retorted him almost bluntly, his annoying thoughts really made people angry!

"Look, how come there are so many unicorn corpses here, it's terrible!"

"Shh, be quiet, Hermione, let's take another look."

The child was approaching us step by step unconsciously, I slowly pulled out the wand from behind, I even had the idea that if possible, I would deal with him here, yes, in front of my father, I'm not the trash in his mouth.

However, at this moment, the shadow behind him suddenly rushed out, approaching the boy.

"Oh, he's finished!" Quirrell exclaimed in surprise, after all, the Dark Lord took action, and the child was doomed.

But sometimes, accidents are always unexpected.At this moment, another huge figure also rushed towards Harry in an instant.

"It's a centaur!" I was the first to react, and I think he's in trouble!

When the two forces collided together, Harry let out a cry, and his scar began to ache violently, and that black figure was able to pinch his neck just a little bit, but at this moment, the damn centaur suddenly raised The leg kicked towards the shadow under the hood.

I quickly drew my wand and pointed it at the huge figure and cast a spell: "Crucio (Crucio)!"

The spell hit the centaur accurately, which was better than I expected, and he probably didn't expect someone to attack him from behind, until the moment he fell down, his face still maintained a look of surprise.

"Well done, just like the master!" Quirrell said happily.

Unexpectedly, it was the best I've ever done with Cruciatus.

"My master...you...are you okay?"

"I don't need the help of a stupid servant, I can do it myself."

Even so, I could still hear the weakness in his tone.

"Randolph, kill him! Now!" Harry fainted on the ground like a centaur.

"No, it's too late, the men and horses are already here."

Yes, I heard more and more heavy hoofbeats rushing this way, it must have been alarmed by my Unforgivable Curse just now.

"Why didn't you just kill the centaur? You should have used the Killing Curse instead of stunning your enemy with Cruciatus. Foolish!"

"No matter how stupid you are, I'm your seed!" I retorted angrily again.

Damn why does he have to say something that pisses me off every time.

"It's really terrible. I will never admit that I have such a terrible son like you in my life. Oh, this is as disgusting as a grass root in the mud!"

Grass roots in the mud?All right!

"Then be careful that the grass roots sticking to the mud today may become weeds on your grave tomorrow."

"You! If not now, I should really give you a death curse!"

"Master...Master, let's go quickly, the people are here, I know there is a good place deep in the Forbidden Forest, it will be safer than this, and there are unicorns." Quirrell quickly pulled us away, He was afraid that we would actually fight, and that it would be worse than it is now.

In the end, Quirrell took him to the depths of the Forbidden Forest. Looking at his weak appearance, I felt sympathy.

On the way back, I accidentally ran into people who were coming, and I quietly hid behind the bushes to avoid them.

"Ference, Harry, wake up quickly." Hagrid held the kerosene lamp.

"Oh! God, what's going on, my head hurts." Harry and Ference sat up from the ground.

"Hermione told me you were in danger. You passed out when we came. By the way, Ferrence, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, but just now I felt a strong black magic, I wanted to catch him, but, badly, someone attacked me."

"Did you see clearly?"

"No, he's behind me."

"Forget it, anyway, we are still alive, which is good news. And you, Ference, thank you, thank you for saving me, you are an excellent centaur."

"Thank you, Harry. In fact, I thought I wouldn't survive, but I survived under the black magic."

My father once asked me why I didn’t kill him, and I didn’t know, but at that time, I was far from having a clearer awareness of killing him. At that age, I was wandering in confusion and ignorance, hesitating in life’s right and wrong, for many years. Later, I realized that it was the youngest and cleanest age in my life.

But I can't tell that person, it will make him laugh at my cowardice and incompetence, and this is the last thing I can accept.

"Okay, kids, it's time for you to go back. I think it's safer to let Ference and his centaur friends take you back. By the way, Professor McGonagall can't let Professor McGonagall know about this, God knows she How will you blame me?"

"Of course, Hagrid."

Well, I think it's time for me to go back and end this bad night.

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The first meeting between Xiaolanlan and his father, in fact, the arrogant father is still very happy that his son came to see him