[hp] When the devil meets a hooligan

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Tom and Kyle stayed in Little Hangleton for three days, and after confirming that there was no news of the pendant here, they set off for London.Tom tried to borrow a Pensieve to read Morfin Gaunt's memory, but it was more rare than Tom expected.

"Is it expensive?" Kyle asked.

"There is a price but no market," Tom frowned, turning another disappointing letter into ashes, "I thought there would be that thing in the collection rooms of those nobles, but I didn't expect it to be more expensive than I imagined." rare."

"But don't worry," Tom finally made the decision he had hesitated for a long time, "I know someone at Hogwarts who can solve our problem."

Once a decision had been made, Tom temporarily turned his attention to the affairs of the Shadow Brigade.Due to the diligence of the leading boss (beating people everywhere to build power), the territory of the brigade has expanded a lot this year.Special vigilance members report noticing anything suspicious - nothing popping in and out of sight, no strangers saying "muggle" or "magic", no one wandering around with a stick .

Tom's assessment of the vigilance of the wizarding world was lowered by another notch.

"While I'm away, take care of these little guys," Tom said to Kyle. "The East End can be handed over to Neo. He doesn't dare to play tricks."

Finally came the back-to-school day, and after saying goodbye to Kyle and several key members of the brigade, Tom once again integrated into the world of wizards.He wasted no time and knocked on the door of Professor Dumbledore's office shortly after the start of the new term.

"What a rare visitor," Professor Dumbledore brought out his treasured honey lemon candy, "I guess you're not here to ask homework questions."

Tom sat down safely, "That's right, Professor Dumbledore, I heard that you have a Pensieve, and I hope I can borrow it from you for a while."

Dumbledore was a little surprised by Tom's direct attitude, "You are very well informed. Can you tell me why you borrowed this thing? After all, it does not belong to the scope of teaching."

Under Dumbledore's gaze, Tom lowered his head slightly and broke eye contact with Dumbledore.He pursed his lips, "Yes, this has nothing to do with the teaching content. I want to use it to read a memory. A... memory about my parents."

This is beyond Dumbledore's expectations, Tom's parents?

When Dumbledore was still digesting the news, Tom's expression returned to his usual calm and peaceful expression, "It was just a short passage that I came across by chance during this vacation. I haven't decided whether to go to see it or not." .After all, as you know, my mother died so impoverished that it's not hard to imagine what kind of people they were."

By chance?Dumbledore looked at the boy in front of him sympathetically.He'd bet his lemon drops that ever-seeking Tom must have quietly spent a lot of time and energy trying to find information about his parents.

The first time I came to Meteor Street

When Tom came out of the Pensieve, Kyle immediately noticed the change in him.At this moment, they are already in the depths of the London Shadow Brigade's lair, and no one can spy on it except God, who is everywhere.Of course, it is impossible to find the truth under the nose of Dumbledore. Tom will never trust this man who gave him the power of the horse when he met him for the first time.

"What did you see?" Kyle couldn't hold back his curiosity.

Tom shrugged, a disdainful yet somewhat relaxed expression flashed across his face.The Pensieve didn't give him any unexpected answers—he saw his humble mother from the Pensieve, and saw her mother's embarrassed and weak appearance before she died.

If Dumbledore was there, he could easily give Tom an answer - love.Because of love, for the first time in his life, Merope used his potential as a witch to steal a Muggle's heart with a love potion.Because of love, she imagined that Mr. Riddle could respond to her, even at the expense of completely abandoning her identity as a witch.

It was also because of love that Merope insisted on giving birth to her child when the lamp oil ran out, and named him Tom Riddle.

It's a pity that Dumbledore is not here, so Tom looked at Kyle, his black eyes reflected the slightly uneasy expression of the tall boy.

"Saw the mistake," he said, "a lesson learned."

Mother's mistake was that she should not have mercifully stopped the medication, that she should not have given Mr. Tom Riddle a chance to escape.Even if her magic power is low (Tom can't imagine that Merope gave up magic on his own), she should have prepared everything early, whether it was lies or force-to keep what she wanted firmly around her.

Kyle shivered inexplicably.

"May her soul rest in peace," Tom carefully picked up the memories in the Pensieve with his wand, and then under Kyle's watchful eyes, a demonic flame ignited in his left hand, burning the white smoke of the memories.

When Hogwarts started again, the Slytherins didn't welcome their leader.There are rumors that Tom Riddle was lurking in Germany under the order of the Ministry of Magic to carry out secret activities, and some people swore that he had already devoted himself to the Dark Lord and became the number one saint.Tom was growing up so fast that Dumbledore lost track of him early on, but as long as the professor was sure that the strange Muggle was still with Tom, he wasn't overly concerned.

Until the German wizarding world returned to calm, everyone found that they hadn't heard any news about that Slytherin genius for a long time.Maybe they really went too far in their quest for immortality, as the rumors say, or maybe they just died in the fire of Muggle battlefields-of course, the last version comes from a drunken anna.

Where have they gone?

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Tom looked down at the muddy road under his feet, and looked around again. Not far away, the foot of the rubbish mountain was hidden in the shadow cast by the setting sun. It seemed that some dark living creatures were lurking in the depths like mice.

"You mean, this is your hometown?" Tom pursed the corners of his lips. The magic element flowing in the air was strange and made him restless, as if something in his body was about to move and come out.

"Ah, yes." Kyle said dejectedly, "It's not that good, is it?" He carefully glanced at his companion out of the corner of his eye, afraid of seeing the look of disgust on his face, but was surprised to see Tom's He couldn't hide the upturned corner of his mouth.

"It's not very good," Tom flicked the dust on the cloak, and a surveillance fly condensed by thoughts was instantly smashed to pieces, "but it seems interesting."

"Well, Tom, you like it here?"

"In this world, the Phantom Troupe exists, right?"

"Hey, I don't know how long I've been dead, maybe Kuroro's daughter is married." Kyle replied absently, "Those mice are as annoying as I was when I was a child."

Some shadows protruded from the corners where the surrounding sunlight could not shine, and several tubular metals glowed faintly in the dark, with the holes facing the seemingly unsuspecting two people.Kyle took a deep breath, and the power of thoughts as thick as the substance came out vigorously, which shocked the rats.

"Looks like someone can't wait to welcome us. It's a pity we can't bring the Shadow Brigade, but we might be able to form a new team... What do you think of the name Death Eaters?"

"Huh...? Not bad, Tom, I think so."

"Call me Voldemort."

"Good Tom, dear Lord Voldemort."

The author has something to say: Originally in the outline (is there really such a thing) Tom found himself enjoying the feeling of being with Kyle too much, so he found all kinds of handsome men and beauties to come. half dead.Just when Kyle was about to turn black, Tom expressed that the feeling that Kyle gave him was indeed irreplaceable, and successfully appease the blackened Kyle with his love mouth, and then took advantage of Kyle's tenderness, Tom puts a collar on Kyle.

Yes, collars!It is the collar that Hogwarts once put on Kyle to tie the dragon.

Then they lived a life without shame or impatience——happyeverafter

However, I feel that writing like this is too bloody, so I cut it off.Tom is a smart man. In the original book, he was brain-dead because of his soul. Now that his IQ is above the mark and he has seen the Muggle War, he should not be so extreme anymore.

But both Tom and Kyle are crazy and contrary to morality, so Hunter World is suitable for them.

So, bless them with finding peace in Hunter World.

Bow down—

(Ah, ah, tap and type, ah, QAQ)

Kyle X Tom Extra: Helping for the first time

Kelton deflated, like a kid who hears Christmas has been cancelled.Clearly receiving the disdain and sympathy in Tom's eyes, he was shocked, "Okay..."

"But if you want, I can help you release it." Tom said softly, his eyes glanced at Kyle's lower body - where a tent had already been set up.Before the words fell, Kyle's expression lit up instantly, as if someone had pressed a strange switch in his heart.

"You really want to? I mean, you don't have to push yourself, really."

"Of course, Kyle," Tom frowned.Walking two steps forward and approaching Kyle, he scanned him from head to toe with enthusiastic eyes, taking a full view of the excited, cramped, and depressed body details of the other party, "But it has to be done in my way."

Kyle answered naturally