Remembrance

There was an uproar in the teacher's seat.

As long as the professors of the older generation know what this name means, this name may be more worrying than "Mysterious Man" in the castle of Hogwarts.

You-Know-Who wouldn't be in Hogwarts - at least not when he was in power - but Tom Riddle had been in Hogwarts as a student.

But who can tell them why this student who should have left the school decades ago appeared at Hogwarts?

Some old teachers taught Tom Riddle. The once admirable student union president has now become a nightmare that professors dare not recall. No one will admit that they have taught Tom Riddle except Dumbledore.

They never thought that the handsome figure many years ago would appear in front of them again one day, and even become their student again.

When Professor McGonagall was in school, Riddle was also in school. She had seen him treat people with gentleness, so that when he became Voldemort later, his cruel methods even scared Professor McGonagall. another identity.

I just didn't expect that after many years, another "Tom Riddle" would appear.

Amidst the tense and anxious eyes of the professors, a child gracefully walked towards Professor McGonagall and stood still in front of Professor McGonagall.

His behavior caught the attention of his fellow Slytherins.

This was supposed to be a student who had nothing to do with Slytherin, but his demeanor revealed elegance everywhere. He looked like a born nobleman, and his gestures revealed a faint aura of a king.

Perhaps, this would be another pure-blooded student entering Slytherin?

The Slytherin students couldn't help watching.

Snape sat on the teacher's seat, staring at Tom gravely.

The Sorting Hat had barely touched his hair before calling out Slytherin, and Tom didn't even sit down in his chair for more than 20 seconds.

He gracefully walked to the first-year freshmen, glanced at Draco's seat representing the chief, smiled faintly, and sat down among the freshmen.

Then he looked up, gave Harry a consoling smile as he looked over from Gryffindor, and nodded slightly.

Harry grinned openly.

Snape frowned.

One thing he had been ignoring just now was the man who had been talking to Harry before sorting.

Because Harry had met Ron Weasley on the train when he was not in school, and had a general friendship on the train, so he had always thought that it was Ron Weasley who was talking to Harry.

But Riddle's actions just now made him suddenly think that little Harry was taken away, he is no longer the student who needs to be guided by the professor, and no one will stop the arrival of the owl, so little Harry was notified The time of the book should be earlier than that of Harry, so many things about little Harry have been guided by others.

And when Harry was sorted into Gryffindor just now, Ron Weasley just celebrated the arrival of little Harry as enthusiastically as everyone else, not like when Harry was sorted back then.

That is to say, little Harry should have come to school with Riddle, and they should have known each other before this, otherwise how could Riddle give Harry who was far away in Gryffindor a "reassuring" look?

Snape suddenly thought of the reply about Harry that the owl brought back at that time.

The long list of words in the letter made Snape feel at the time that he had actually received someone's reply to the invitation to the banquet.

The lengthy words were condensed into one sentence: I am very grateful for the school's proposal, but I already have a guide, so I don't need to trouble the professor.

Looking at the innocently smiling children in the Gryffindor seat now, Snape was [-]% sure that Riddle had written the reply.

That is, before Harry came to school, he lived with Riddle?

"Harry, Harry, are you really Harry Potter?" Ron felt very happy to have close contact with the characters in the book because Harry was sitting next to him. The character is still very yearning, especially when this character is advertised as someone who can save the wizarding world.

"If you're talking about the one in the book, I think I am." Harry tilted his head and said with a light smile. It seemed that his childhood experience hadn't cast a shadow on him. At this moment, he smiled innocently. That smile was one that the other Harry didn't have when he was 11 years old.

It can be seen that the person who took him was very kind to him, otherwise how could the events of a few years ago have not left a shadow on him?

"That..." Ron didn't look at Harry's scar eagerly like others, he hesitated for a while, and asked a little cautiously: "I heard that you were taken away, how are you doing?"

Harry seemed dazed.

He looked at Ron and remembered what his uncle at school said to himself: "Harry, you should know who you are, shouldn't you?"

He nodded obediently. Over the years, his uncle brought back many books from outside. Tom helped him read them in the early stage. At that time, he didn't know many words, and he read them by himself in the later stage.

But the content of these books, without any accident, is to promote his "greatness".

He didn't even know that he was so famous.

The boy who survived.

He rolled on Tom's bed the first time he heard that, mocking himself.

The boy who survived the catastrophe was almost tortured to death by Muggles, which is really ironic-although he came back to life at that time, he inevitably had a little fear of Muggles. It was not until his uncle continued to enlighten him that he slowly let go .

"Then do you know what you will encounter when you go to school?" Uncle asked again.

"I know they'll be eager to see what's so special about the Boy Who Lived," said Harry, imitating Tom's usual manner of speaking.

"Harry." The uncle patted his head and smiled gently, "You are an enthusiastic Gryffindor. When you go to school, you will meet all kinds of people, and they will vie to be you. friend, but do you know what kind of person is suitable to be your friend?"

Harry froze for a moment, then shook his head: "I don't know,"

Even though he was almost killed by his relatives when he was young, Harry never lost his kind heart. He always believed that there were not so many bad people in the world. Tom, who had been protecting him, was quite helpless in this regard.

"Hogwarts is a beautiful place, and it is also a small world. People in the four houses have different personalities, just like when you graduate and leave the school, you will meet different people." Uncle lightly He smiled and said to him, "Harry, maybe many people will see you first when they see the identity of the savior, but don't be sad." The uncle kissed his forehead gently, "Remember, when you enter the academy After that, when you care about the years of your life first rather than eagerly looking at your scars, that's the kind of friend you have to make."

"Harry, Harry?" Ron looked at Harry in a daze, and shook in front of him with some puzzlement, "Are you all right?"

"I'm fine," Harry came back to his senses, looked at Ron in front of him, and smiled, "I've had a good life these years. Uncle and Tom treat me like family."

"Oh...that, as long as it's okay," Ron scratched his head, "You don't know, when the newspaper came out, my parents were worried about you, and they were afraid that you would be picked up by bad guys."

"Uncle is a good man. Although he is blind, he can always find out what's wrong with me in time." Harry blushed a little when he thought of the trouble he had caused him when he first arrived at his uncle's house.

"Huh? Your uncle can't see?"

"Well, Tom said that uncle lost his eyesight in his early years, and he didn't know why, but uncle's magic power is very strong. Although he can't see, he has mastered the magic of life very well." In front of the family, Tom, who can't cook, didn't starve to death.

"Is that so..."

On the teacher's seat, Snape looked at Ron who had begun to chat enthusiastically with Harry, and snorted with his nose.

Even if there is no chance encounter on the train, the Golden Triangle is the Golden Triangle after all, and this connection cannot be broken no matter what.

He remembered that after Harry's cremation, Ron Weasley punched him on the spot-afterwards Ron tremblingly said that this was the bravest moment in his life-for his escape and for Harry's death do everything.

"You'd better live for me and enjoy your punishment." Weasley said to him at that time.

He thought that Weasley probably hated him because he had caused his best friend's death, but he didn't scream for him to die.

Just because of the sentence Harry said before he died, "I want him to live well and bear the punishment I gave him".

Huh, no wonder everyone joked that Weasley was Harry and Granger's knight after the war.

but……

Snape looked at Harry and Ron who were chatting happily, and exhaled softly.

It's good to have someone to protect him, isn't it?

"Harry, your uncle has been to so many places with poor eyesight? How brave."

"Actually, Uncle is very confused. Making a potion can blow up the entire laboratory. Later, Tom couldn't see it anymore and had to take care of his uncle's potion. Otherwise, our house would have been destroyed many times. .”

"Speaking of which, how did your uncle know that you were in that... hospital?"

"I don't know, uncle didn't tell me this."

"You just said that Tom Riddle called him Papa? But isn't he a relative of yours? How could he be named Riddle?"

"Uncle's surname is not Riddle. Tom is his adopted son. Uncle doesn't want Tom to change his surname, so Tom still has his original surname. It is said that my uncle is a relative of my mother. His name is Harry Evans. .”

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☆, the original intention of competing for the chief (catch bugs)

This is probably the first start-of-term banquet that Hogwarts professors have had such a difficult time since Voldemort disappeared for so many years.

After the banquet was over, Dumbledore left Severus behind.

Severus sat in his original position, the previous rich food had been taken away by the house-elves because the banquet was over, and the table in front of him was as clean as if it had just been purchased.

Albus didn't talk, and Snape just stayed here with him. He was never a talkative person. If he could, he would sit in this position all the time and wait until dawn without saying a word.

Albus knew his character well, so he didn't stay silent for long, and sighed softly: "Severus, watch him."

"Do you think I'd give anyone a chance to hurt him?" Snape asked back, pursing his lips.

Albus fell silent, he was the only one who knew everything about Snape, those people and things that he missed because he didn't know how to express, the unforgettable pain when he lost, those dusty things in Snape's mind The past, only Albus knows.

He still remembered that that day, Severus gave him a bottle of memory, and before he came out of the Pensieve, before he could say anything, the other party blocked him with one sentence: "Albus, you I'm old," the other party looked at him indifferently, "the best way for you to express your apology is to take care of yourself."

Thinking of this, Albus moved his lips: "He..."

"Not the man I'm looking for," Snape said simply. "However, my promise will still stand."

Even if it wasn't the person he was looking for, his promise to protect that child was still valid. He hoped that little Harry would live a better life, at least not be like the other person who was always being hurt.

"As for Tom..." Albus sighed softly, "he's in Slytherin now, you can figure it out."

It is a rare thing for Albus to delegate power, especially when the opponent is likely to be Voldemort, but this time he chose to let Snape take care of it alone.

He sincerely hoped that the disbanded Order of the Phoenix would never be re-established one day.

All the students were waiting for Snape when he returned to the Slytherin common room.

After the academy chief's speech is finished, it will be the dean's speech. Before he comes, the chief contest cannot start. When Snape arrives, everyone is sitting tight - of course, there are not so many tables in the lounge , Many people still have to stand and wait. Those who can sit down are either the chief, or the people behind the family are strong enough.

Snape wasn't in a very good mood tonight, and Harry's absence from Hogwarts kept him in a low mood at all times.

However, even for the absent-minded Snape, the aura of deterring these little snakes is still enough.

"No matter how dissatisfied you are with your current situation, how much you want to complain, please think that you are a Slytherin, not a Gryffindor, before you try to have a relationship with a troll," he looked around the room He warned everyone, whether freshmen or veterans, that unlike the principal’s stereotyped welcome words over the years, his deterrent words to freshmen are different every year, “So, don’t let me know that you are caught Otherwise, I have the right to suspect that something went wrong with the Sorting Hat and you were assigned to the wrong college."

It's quite insulting to a Slytherin to say he's been put into the wrong house, Slytherin, to them the word is more than just a house term.

It is a kind of faith and a kind of glory.

Even if this honor is covered in dust because of a lunatic, they are still proud of it.

Otherwise, they would not choose to go to magic schools in other countries when they knew that Slytherin was walking on thin ice, but they would still step into the Slytherin school when they knew that their blood was destined to be assigned to Slytherin. Gwartz's gate.

It's like a kind of blood inheritance, almost all pure-blood children are proud of this academy.

"You may be spoiled children at home," Snape looked around at the freshmen, pausing for a few seconds longer on Draco's face, which made the young Draco tremble involuntarily, "but You need to always remember that no one here will defend you, you can only defend yourself."

Snape is not a talkative person. He has encountered many things since he was a child, which led to his silent character. Even during the period when he was in contact with Harry, for Harry who was restless because of the war, Also too much silence.

Only on the night when the new students arrive every year, will he speak a little more.

"I hope you will firmly remember not to do stupid things." Finally, he said sharply to everyone present.

After Snape finished his training, it was the start of the chief competition.

The first thing to start is the competition for the head of the academy. After all, it is to fight for the head of the entire Slytherin, so it must start when everyone's magic power is the most abundant.

The competition for the head of the college was the most intense. Almost half of the students from grades five to seven took part in the competition. However, what is surprising is that the final position of the head of the college was not won by the sixth and seventh graders, but by the fifth graders. of students got it.

Snape was sitting in the corner, and even if he had no way to interfere with their scramble, his strong presence couldn't be ignored.

In previous years, he would not stay after the lecture, but this year he was uncharacteristically.

Presumably because of his son?

Some people looked at Edward, who was sitting quietly in the freshman room—because he was the dean's child, and this status allowed Edward, who had no family background, to get a seat—and guessed in their hearts.

Some people who knew the relationship between Snape and Draco were trying to test the Dean's son and godson, which one the Dean would favor.

No one knew that he was here to spy on Riddle.

The battle for chief is a process of waiting and watching Riddle.

If he doesn't compete, he can guess whether he is hiding his clumsiness or really has no strength and courage to compete, but if he competes, then he can roughly guess his level and his strength from Riddle's game process. Act in style.

Slytherin's chief competition usually lasts until late at night, because the senior students regard this position as a symbol of power, which is a proof of strength.

After eleven o'clock, it was the turn of the first grade.

Usually at this time, it means that you can go to bed in a few minutes - how many spells can a freshman understand?How many spells can you master?

However, this year's freshmen are not easy, they can be said to be Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

For the girls represented by Pansy Parkinson, the three girls can use two spells repeatedly for a match. For the first graders, the chief competition not only tests the proficiency of the spells, but also the physical fitness. agile.

In the case that everyone has a certain foundation for elementary spells, the comparison is probably how many spells you can avoid.

Five minutes later, Pansy beat the other two girls to stand in the middle of the field.

On the boys side, the boys represented by Draco Malfoy, Blaise Zabini, and Edward Snape, after defeating the other boys, the three stood in the middle of the field and had a scuffle.

Eight minutes later, Edward easily defeated Blaise and Draco, and finally defeated Pencey.

Just when the head of the academy was about to announce Edward's victory, Tom Riddle stepped forward gracefully, pointing his wand at Edward.

That's the way to fight.

Even Draco frowned, Tom Riddle didn't come out until after everyone had scuffled, wasn't that taking advantage of Edward?

Only Snape, who knew his son's situation well, and Edward, who knew his own physical condition, understood the provocation in Riddle's eyes: Do you dare to be serious and go all out?

Edward's black eyes dimmed, and he returned the salute with his wand in hand.

"If I go to compete for the head of the academy, will you agree?" Tom still remembers asking his adoptive father seriously before coming to the school.

The other party slowly put the teacup on the table and reached out to Tom.

Although he couldn't see, he took Tom's hand precisely.

"Would you be afraid that I'd cling to power?" asked Tom again.

"If you give up your attachment, you won't be you." The other party chuckled, and touched his head along his hand. His hands had many calluses. It was hard for Tom to imagine that a person under 30 years old , How could there be such a thick callus in his hand, so that when that hand touched the top of his head, he could even vaguely feel the hardness in the warm touch through the scalp.

"Would you agree, then?" he asked quietly again.

The other party's hand paused, and then he said, "I don't agree."

He trembled all over, for a while, but didn't know what to say.

"The chief of the academy, there are a lot of things to do," the other party said to him gently, "When you get that position, you also need to pay the price, don't you?"

Tom nodded.

He is well aware of how clear the hierarchy of power within Slytherin is, and the head of the academy is already equivalent to the second dean.

"And you are just a half-blood wizard with no background, and even they don't like it. If you want to convince the public, you must be busy for a while." As if thinking of something, he smiled softly, "You will put Little Harry ignored it, and if he gets angry with you at that time, it is not me who is far away from the school who can help."

Then Tom, remembering the few occasions a fellow had quarreled with himself, had to agree that his father was right.

So he helplessly raised his forehead.

"However," the other party seemed to sense his frustration, and said with a cheerful smile, "maybe you can compete for the head of the grade. I remember that the head of the grade has its own separate dormitory."

"A separate bedroom?"

Just for this to compete for the head of the grade?Tom looked at his father puzzled.

Although he doesn't like others to disturb his life, it's not unacceptable for two people to live in one dormitory, and if there are fewer Slytherin students this year, it's not surprising that they share one dormitory.

However, the other party just smiled: "You will know when school starts."

He didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in his father's gourd, but speaking of it, if he could get a separate dormitory, it wouldn't be a bad thing, would it?

Fifteen minutes later, the Academy Chief announced the first-year Year Chief: Tom Riddle.

An hour later, Tom watched the door of his bedroom open automatically, and then a drowsy guy with messy hair and half-closed eyes appeared in his sight: "Tom, I can't sleep..."

Tom turned away to hide the twitching corners of his mouth.

So... his father asked him to compete for the head of the academy, just to open the door for this guy who can run amok with his snake language?

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Tom got up very early. This habit was formed by Harry. During the years when Harry stayed at his uncle and aunt’s house, he never had a chance to stay in bed after he became sensible. Later, this habit affected Tom. Waking up early isn't a bad thing, so I wasn't asked to break the habit at the time.

Tom moved his body, and the person next to his arm moved his head, and then faintly woke up.

"Good morning, Tom," Harry said to Tom.

"It's time to wake up," Tom pinched his nose. "Lessons are going to be today." Most importantly, this guy had to get out of the Slytherin common room before everyone else woke up.

Tom got up and went to look for some of Harry's clothes in the small wardrobe where he put his clothes yesterday. When he was packing up his things last night, he wondered why these things appeared in his luggage. Now it seems that his father's eyesight is not so bad. It was only because of the confusion of their clothes that it seemed that he underestimated his father too much.

This is simply because he knew Harry would do this a long time ago, so he prepared everything in advance, right?

Who is his adopted son?

Tom shook his head helplessly.

Then he helped Harry find the school uniform and threw it to Harry.

Although Harry woke up, he was still a little dazed. He blinked, feeling that his eyes were still a little sore, so he closed his eyes and changed his clothes.

Soon after, Tom sent Harry out of the Slytherin lounge, and it wasn't long before someone showed up in the common room.

No one knew that Harry was not in the bedroom that night, not even Snape, who lived not far from the Slytherin lounge.

Ron and the others had just gotten up when Harry went back to the dormitory to pick up the books. Seeing Harry fully dressed, they were just surprised that Harry got up so early.

During breakfast, Professor McGonagall sent out the timetable, and Harry looked at most of the courses arranged with Slytherin on his timetable, and smiled with satisfaction.

As for the sizing eyes around him, although Harry was a little uncomfortable, fortunately, he didn't show it on his face.

To the inquiries of the people around him, he answered politely and a little bit greenly.

No matter how you look at it, he is just an 11-year-old naive and ignorant of the world. I have to say that after being treated like that, he can still have such an innocent heart, even purer than Harry's heart back then. It can be seen The person who picked up little Harry put a lot of effort into him.

Snape secretly looked at the people below, thinking in his heart.

Then he looked at the situation on the Slytherin side again.

The loss of the head of the grade did not have much impact on Edward. Although Edward received a certain noble education since he was a child, Snape did not want to push Edward too much. Besides, he selfishly hoped that Edward could reflect more of Harry's shadow, so Snape was not keen on raising his son into a standard nobleman, so compared to Draco, who was full of honor, Edward didn't pay much attention to losing the head of the year.

But he looked clearly in a bad mood.

Snape resisted the urge to sigh.

He knew why, Edward got the answer from him, little Harry was not the person their father and son were waiting for, and not being able to see his other father was obviously more painful to Edward than losing the head of the grade.

Edward worshiped the unmasked Harry, which was caused by Snape himself.

Many years ago, before the war was over, Harry was tense all day long. After losing important people one after another, Harry was very sensitive to Voldemort launching the next war, so he put himself in a state of preparation all day long. As long as he is notified of the attack of the Death Eaters, Harry can immediately jump up and order everything in an instant.

Although he was in such a good state, it made everyone very worried. When Hermione Granger found him, he said very bluntly that if Harry continued like this, it was very likely that the war would not be over, and he would get rid of it first. break yourself.

So in his spare time, Snape would take Harry for a walk as much as possible. They might not say anything for the whole evening, but everyone knew that as long as they were by Severus' side, Harry could relax a little.

He couldn't remember exactly who started the chatterbox in the evening many years ago, and he couldn't remember what topic it started from. Later, he vaguely remembered that Harry laughed at him for being in front of the cauldron all day long. Having children, or adopting children, maybe the children's bedtime story will be the book of potions?

"Oh, I can foresee the children's miserable bedtime." He vaguely remembered Harry's appearance at that time, his green eyes were filled with deep tiredness, and a little bloodshot faintly flashed, Granger's It is not unreasonable to worry, if Harry continues like this, he may not be able to survive the day when the war ends.

He was thinking about Granger's words at that time, and he couldn't remember when the topic ended. The one that left the deepest memory was that Harry's pair of hands were full of fatigue, but when he looked at him, he was still full of energy. eyes closed.

Many years later, when he was alone at Edward's bedside, facing the young and ignorant Edward's shining eyes longing for a bedtime story, he gently rubbed the child's head.

No one ever thought that Edward's bedtime story was not about potions, nor the identification and handling of potion ingredients, nor how to choose and maintain the crucible, but... the heroic deeds of his other father.

Yes, another father's heroic deed.

Edward knew everything about the other father. His father was naughty and brave, impulsive and wise, kind and enthusiastic, and he was fearless and powerful in the face of darkness. The young Edward, listening to the stories of his father when he was young, As the student in the story grows up, when he grows up a little and understands the horror of war, the protagonist in the story has become a great leader, leading many wizards to fight against dark wizards.

That should be the past that appeared in the fairy tale, and his father told Edward day by day and year by year in a cool tone full of warmth and nostalgia.

If Hermione had been by their side at the time, she might have been crying uncontrollably.

Those pasts that neither she nor Ron could remember, those pasts where Harry was grumpy due to long-term pressure, those pasts that were too dark for her and Ron to remember, those things about Harry, were Nepe wrote down one by one, and then turned it into a long story. While telling Edward, one person quietly savored the bitterness of it.

And Snape's bitter Edward didn't understand that all he could remember in his young mind was all the heroic deeds of his other father, whom he adored.

He had been looking for Harry for so long, Edward had been longing to see Harry for so long, but now... he found nothing.

"Sy...Severe...Russ..." A stammering voice came from beside him, and he looked at Quirrell who had his head tightly wrapped, feeling disgusted in his heart.

It really doesn't make much sense for such a person to sell his soul so easily.

"You... you you... seem to... have a heart... something on your mind..."

"You don't need to worry about it," Snape swallowed the last mouthful of food, "you'd better think about how to teach yourself well."

As he said that, he left the dining table and walked out of the auditorium with a gloomy expression on his face. Maybe it was his usual expression, so no one saw anything wrong.

Before he left, he took a look at little Harry. He had finished dealing with those who approached him and was talking to Weasley at the moment. He didn't seem to be particularly outstanding with the 11-year-old children around him.

Snape took a deep breath and looked away.

This is also good, not everyone can attract everyone's attention like his Harry.

Snape failed to face the first-year freshmen, Slytherin and Gryffindor's Potions class was on Thursday, and he hadn't had a chance to observe Riddle for the time being. From his words and deeds, there wasn't much of a problem. He remembered the things that Harry had shown him about Riddle, and in his opinion, the current Riddle had almost the same personality as the Riddle who appeared in the Pensieve.

Polite and elegant, noble but not arrogant.

Looks like a perfect aristocrat.

But many people know that he is not, and no one knows which nobleman or fallen nobleman's surname "Riddle" is.

Even in Snape's generation, not many people know the original Voldemort's last name.

Snape thought he would have to wait at least until Thursday when classes started to get a good look at them, but to his surprise, there was a knock on his door on the first night of school.

Snape opened the door, and Riddle and Potter stood outside his door, side by side.

A Slytherin and a Gryffindor?

Really...

"A rare visitor." He hummed softly.

"Professor, I'm sorry to bother you." Harry blinked at him, as if he was weighing the reliability of rumors and reality. After all, everyone said that the head of Slytherin was not easy to mess with, but Harry didn't I don't understand why it's not easy to mess with.

"Since you also know that you are bothering me, then simply tell me why you are here." Then get out of here.

"We'd like to borrow the professor's studio." Harry really cut the long story short, saying that Snape felt he was hallucinating.

"Huh?" Is he really old or something?A kid who hasn't touched potions wants to borrow his studio. Isn't this really an open and honest way to say to him, "Professor, I'm going to blow up your cellar"?

"We need to make some potions, but we don't think we should hide it from the professor, and as a potions professor, you should have more complete equipment in your studio." Harry said with scumbag eyes.

"Should I give you some points for knowing that you can't make potions in private without telling the professor?" Snape looked fierce, "You are just a bunch of first-year brats, don't tell me that you took the first-year textbooks I know them all by heart."

"I didn't..." Harry was a little frustrated