[Comprehensive British and American] The owner is not good

"What is this scenario?"

In the living room of a small shop in East London, Dana was sitting on a pineapple chair, her gray-blue eyes seemed to be staring at something incredible.

The old man with a white beard beside the table in the room was not at all angry at the master's rudeness, and the robe with the bow tie looked very eye-catching, at least Dana thought so.

He had to half-close his eyes to talk, which made him look like a retard.

The black-haired boy was silent beside him. Hannibal beside him had already taken off his suit jacket, leaving only his white shirt.He didn't know what to say, because he was also shocked.

Fortunately, Dana didn't have to get the answer. Feeling that his apprentice and his emotions were the same, he turned his head and glanced at the white-bearded grandfather.

The man was not easy to deal with, instinct told him, but it didn't matter.

Dumbledore was sitting by the table, trying to put on a kind expression on his wrinkled face, his gray and fluffy beard was dotted with bows, he said with a smile: "I am the vice headmaster of Hogwarts—Deng Bullido! He'd seen parents of all kinds, from Muggles to half-blood wizards.

First of all, we can only comfort the vigilant parents, and then explain the various situations in the school and the dangers of magic riots when little wizards don't go to school.Often after such a set, many parents will slowly relax their guard.

It's a pity that Dana is not among them.When he heard the name Hogwarts, his first reaction was to frown, but he seemed a little dissatisfied. He looked up at Dumbledore and said, "I remember that there is no such school as Hogwarts in London." At the same time, the report sent by Mycroft a few days ago turned pages quickly in his mind, conveying various clues to the master in an orderly manner, and he had already remembered it.

"Hogwarts is a school for wizards, you know, for people with special abilities, there are always some magical little tricks." Dumbledore on the side had already anticipated his thoughts, calmly Busyly explaining, after finishing speaking, he blinked his eyes pretending to be playful.

Dumbledore's wink made Dana Lawrence feel as sick as if he had eaten a fly.

He began to think about the scene after his apprentice entered that wizard school, when he thought of his arrogant and awkward young boy becoming a pervert who likes to blink his eyes or something.He couldn't help becoming irritable.

"But how can I believe that there is such a school in England? Is it up to you?" Taking his feet off the table, Dana stood up and leaned in front of Dumbledore, with sharp gray-blue eyes, Like it can pierce a heart.He has been wary of this old man from the very beginning. As the vice principal of a school, this certain fact is not as harmless as it seems.

The white-bearded grandfather's threatening expression towards the man did not change at all, and he still smiled and said: "Little wizards always have some magical abilities when they are young, I don't know if I am right?"

Dana's eyes turned cold, and the other party's words reminded him of his apprentice's snake language, human beings always reject all kinds of aliens, but he didn't do anything, but re-do it because of this sentence.

Tom Riddle, who was standing at the door, heard the words, and his eyes immediately fell on the white-bearded old man who he was somewhat disgusted with. He thought that his ability was unique, but he didn't expect that there were others.

On the table in the center of the room, there is Dana Lawrence on one side and a smiling Dumbledore on the other.

Tom Riddle and Hannibal stood outside the door. The former stared intently at the scene of the table, while the latter read with a book, seemingly unconcerned about all of this.

The atmosphere began to become a little tense.

'tear'

"Tear, tear!"

It was the sound of Hannibal turning the pages.

Dana glanced at Hannibal, who was concentrating on the pages of the book, and then shifted to Dumbledore, who was quietly on guard. This is the future vice-principal of his apprentice, and he didn't want to make too much trouble.

The gray-blue eyes met the seemingly cloudy blue eyes. Both sides had their own thoughts, but they did a good job on the surface.

"Since that's the case, will there be a teacher to guide the students when the school starts?" Dana spit out the words, fixed his eyes on the other person's face, trying to find something different, but unfortunately, he failed.

The old man with the white beard smiled very kindly, "Of course, every student will have a professor to guide them on how to go to school and buy school supplies."

"What time is it?"

"After Christmas, every little one should be with their families before going to school."

The answer is quite satisfactory, Dana nodded lightly, stood up and stretched out his hand, "Thank you very much."

"do not worry about it."

Getting up from the chair, Dumbledore stood up and shook his hand, shaking his white beard.

After finishing speaking, the vice-headmaster of Hogwarts walked out the door, and just smiled when he saw Tom Riddle with a vigilant face on the way.

Dana was sitting at the table, his eyes so far away that people couldn't see his expression clearly. It wasn't until after a while that he asked the two of them, "Tell me, what do you gain?" His eyes fell on the black-haired boy beside him. Hannibal, who was always smiling next to the other party, was left behind by him.

In his opinion, 10 years old is already an adult. In his previous life, he could already plow the fields and clean up the farm work for the family. Hogwarts represents the first point of the wizarding world, and it is also the only few who are willing to show it to ordinary people like them. a little.Tom Riddle had to have a few things if he wanted to be truly wanton.

Stepping forward a few steps to the table, he didn't get too close to Dana, but also kept a close distance, and expressed his opinion: "Half truth, half truth!"

Although he had confidence in his own ability, it was not absolute. If Dumbledore hadn't said that sentence, maybe he might have hesitated, but now he only had affirmation.

"He's probing!"

Dana was sitting on the chair, with one hand on his chin, and the other lightly tapping on the back of the pineapple wood chair, a dim light flashed in his gray-blue eyes.

Despite this, Tom Riddle seemed to be encouraged, and continued to express his opinion: "He is looking for something, but it is definitely not on me."

The affirmation of the expression seems to be sure.

"He doesn't know your snake language, but these are not the point, Tom, he is guarding against you!" Looking up, Dana, as a master, gave his apprentice a warning for the first time.For some reason, his instinct told himself that it was dangerous.

When he entered the door, Dumbledore's movements were very strange. His expression was calm, but he was secretly on guard. Even his hands were concealed. This would be regarded as a small movement by others, but in the eyes of those who are familiar with martial arts. , is undoubtedly a joke.

Sighing, Tom Riddle sat on Dumbledore's original chair, "I know, but I have to go!"

The man was about to say something, but he was interrupted by the boy before he could speak.

"Dumbledore has already said about the magic riot. Although it didn't happen to me, just in case, and I thought of looking for some relationship with my blood." Tom Riddle said.According to Morfin Gunter's words, it is enough to show that his blood comes from his mother, and he has only seen himself so far with the ability to communicate with the snake clan.

Perhaps, in the only wizarding school in the UK, you can give yourself an answer.

"Have you found your relatives?" Dana asked sullenly, he was not in a very good mood.

Hannibal heard the words, took a look at him, and found that there was no other difference, so he returned to the book.

The young man's eyes were fixed on the man at the table, a trace of worry flashed in his black eyes, but he quickly put them away, making it difficult to notice.

"Ok!"

He replied in a low voice.

Dana raised his head to reveal his smooth forehead, and the depths of his gray-blue eyes hid the turmoil, "How?" He was actually not worried that Tom Riddle would return to the arms of those so-called family members, after all——

The adoption procedures are all under his name.

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A trace of disgust flashed in Tom Riddle's eyes. Obviously, he recalled the scene at Gaunt's old house on the hillside. The unkempt man roared wildly, his eyes of disgust and his expression as if in hell all left a deep impression on him.

"..."

Dana Lawrence showed a sure-fire expression.

Adjusting his facial expression, trying not to show a smug smile, he looked at his apprentice and said, "Mrs. Holmes is back."

No matter what, even if he is a little hesitant in his heart, as long as he uses his trump card, he will definitely be able to catch it. As Aunt Dana, Mrs. Holmes not only holds a very important position to the three brothers, but also to our arrogant and awkward boy. different.

The black eyes lit up immediately upon hearing the words, and Tom Riddle couldn't wait to ask: "Really? Didn't she say she won't be back until Christmas?"

Every year during this peak season of farming, Mrs. Holmes and the old housekeeper are busy on the farm, and rarely return to London, almost never. Even if Tom Riddle misses each other very much, he will secretly endure it.

He will never forget, when he stepped into Holmes' house, he was touched by a warm and kind smile.