[Comprehensive Manga] The good year of making copies

Before the age of six, Tom Marvolo Riddle lived happily in this ordinary orphanage converted from a church in London.

He is a little angel in this orphanage. He looks beautiful and cute, with a pleasant voice. He tidies himself up every day, just like a boy from an ordinary family.At least, his appearance misled many believers who went to church to pray.

At that time, the nun in charge of the orphanage was not the alcoholic and gloomy Mrs. Cole, but the old nun who picked Tom back to the orphanage from the cold New Year's Eve.

The old nun loved children very much and never treated anyone who lived in the orphanage badly.

Even though a brutal war is taking place outside, the orphanage has maintained a normal supply of meals.

There is no robbing, no jealousy, no beating and scolding, for the orphans who lost their parents, this orphanage is their home, their paradise.

All the changes started when he was six years old.

Tom was adopted—more precisely, employed—by a wealthy family living near the outskirts of London.

He became a servant of that family.

To be able to play with the baby lady of that family and sing beautiful hymns, and only need to cover his board and lodging without paying wages.Apparently, the rich family was very proud of this almost free servant. They would take Tom and their daughter out for visits, and then kept showing off.

This kind of life is very comfortable, even if he can't feel the old nun's motherly love, but materially, Tom is very satisfied with this family, or this job.

——If that hadn't happened.

……

"Tom, look at the doll my mother bought for me." Serena, the daughter of the family who adopted Tom, handed it to Tom with the toy bought by the hostess.

The boy took the doll Serena handed over, his eyes gleaming with jealousy.

Even though the owner of the Kesar family adopted him, he never bought him toys or new clothes. The treatment he received from Serena was completely different.

This was difficult for Tom, who had been excellent in the orphanage for as long as he could remember.

He always believed that he was different.

He was the leader of the children's choir at the nearby church, and he always managed to tidy himself up, not the messy mess of other orphanage kids.

He was always adored by Grandma Kelly - the old nun would always kiss her forehead affectionately and wish her well.

The food he got was always the best among the children in the orphanage.

All this said, he was different.

His excellence deserves more and better things from him!

However, when he arrived at Caesar's house, he realized that the treatment he had received before meant nothing to Caesar's little princess.

He wants to live a life like this - to be an ordinary person, no, he wants to be a rich man.

It is possible to live in luxury even when external circumstances are so depressing.

Dolls are not toys that a boy would like, but this law does not apply to a child who has almost never seen a toy.

In fact, Tom was a little reluctant to let go of the doll.

"Give it back to me, I want to change Linda's clothes!" Serena stretched out her hand, raised her chin and looked at Tom, emphasizing it in a strong and commanding tone: "Bring it!"

Tom couldn't maintain the calm expression on his face, and became gloomy, biting his lower lip and holding the doll tightly, refusing to let go.

No one has ever dared to snatch his things!

Tom stared at Serena fiercely, and the angry look made the little girl who had never touched a hard stubble shrink her neck in fright.

Immediately she came to her senses, and at the same time stared back fiercely, reaching out with her hand hanging in the air, trying to snatch the doll from Tom's arms.

Of course, Tom, who has always been envied by others, did not let go.

The two children fought and tugged at the doll.

"The doll is mine! Let go!" The girl was not as strong as Tom, because she was even two years younger than Tom.

Before long, tears began to pool in Serena's blue eyes—a look that was about to explode.

Tom didn't care, and he grabbed the doll that Serena let go with all his might.

There were always children crying in the orphanage. Tom was used to other people's crying and didn't think it was serious.

Not surprisingly, the little blond princess of the Caesars sat on the soft carpeted floor of the hall, crying.

The Filipino maids who heard the sound carefully coaxed the hiccupping little princess and reprimanded Tom loudly—the head maid even slapped Tom hard after Serena accused Tom of stealing her doll.

The Caesar couple who came home shut Tom into the small room where he lived. For two whole days, they didn't even give him a glass of water.

His face was red and swollen as if a sandwich had been stuffed into his mouth, hunger, thirst, pain... This was how Tom felt during those two days.

In the crimson wood closet in the small room were hidden Tom's secrets - some clothes, toys, even glasses and buttons - which he had stolen, from the Filipino and Serena.

From the moment he arrived at this house, he couldn't stop...

He is jealous of the people living here, jealous of Serena, jealous of the Kesar family!

He wanted to see the Kesar family's arrogant and arrogant expressions replaced by panic after they found out that the things had disappeared.

It's just that the disappearance of these things is just a drop in the bucket for the Kesar family.

Tom shattered the glass vigorously, and the glass shattered on the ground with a crisp sound. The shards of glass splashed on the floor, reflecting the sunlight and Tom's swollen and terrifying face gleaming.

The boy crushed the shards of glass angrily, listening to the unbroken shards creak under his feet-this was his only way to vent now.

During the first half day of being locked up, Tom destroyed the stolen and well-preserved objects one by one.

Except when it was particularly difficult at the orphanage, Tom was never hungry or beaten.

And just to comfort Serena, he received such treatment!

Tom gritted his teeth, and his proud little face became a little distorted!

He is better than Serena!More stuff than Serena will!Why can't he get a new dress, a toy!Why didn't the people here even give him a straight look!

Why Serena!

Why!

Tom cursed Kesar fiercely, from the head of the house to the lowest Filipino maid.

—he wants revenge!

After that, Tom understood what it means to be restrained and low-key, and he learned a lot.

……

The opportunity for revenge is not long in coming.

Serena didn't hold a grudge—or, at least, it wasn't necessary for her to remember it.

Rich people in England always like to hold various banquets to communicate or show off some other things.

And Tom is currently one of the capitals that the Kesar family is showing off to others.

A very decent boy, who understands the general situation, knows how to advance and retreat, and has a beautiful singing voice - hymns are always the favorite of this group of rich people.

Tom was very pleasant.

He was favored and praised by the Kesar family, and got what he wanted before, toys, clothes, and even a room that belonged to him alone.

But Tom felt...that wasn't enough!

He still keeps stealing all kinds of things into his hands, even if he doesn't need them.

From the Filipino maid's room, living room, basement, to the bedroom of the owner of the Kesar family, he never let go—he always wanted to get the most precious things of the Kesar family, so that the family could experience the anxiety and panic. Taste.

"Serena, there is a lot of fun in London today - I heard that the prince is on tour today!" Tom sounded very excited, he straightened his little tie on his chest, his face was flushed.

"Prince!!!" Serena screamed, looking at him in disbelief, "This is impossible! If the prince is on tour, how could Mom and Dad not take me there!"

Tom shrugged, "I didn't listen to what my uncle and aunt told me, I'm going, see you tonight!"

The sleeve was grabbed violently, Tom looked back at Serena who was flushed, and frowned: "Hey! Serena let go, it will be too late if you don't go."

"No!" Serena seemed to have made up her mind, "I'll go with you! Don't tell Mom and Dad!"

The corners of the boy's mouth were bent, and his eyes were shining beautifully. He raised his chin, winked his eyes like Serena, and said happily: "Of course."

Is there really a prince in London on tour?

No.

Tom brought Serena out, turned through several crooked and desolate streets, and arrived at the busiest street in London at present.

Serena's beautiful blue eyes were full of excitement and excitement. She almost never went shopping freely, and her eyes were quickly attracted by the products.

"Tom! What a beautiful doll!" Serena tugged on Tom's sleeve, looking at the window with bright eyes.

The boy responded perfunctorily, but looked at the doll with gloomy and cold malice—he hated this thing.

"When will the prince come, Tom!" said the girl, looking around and asking.

Tom watched Serena tugging on his sleeves tightly, already crumpling the sleeves of his new clothes, his eyes fell on the tip of Serena's sweaty nose, and he cleared his throat: "Serena Lina, do you use this face to meet the prince?"

After a pause, he asserted to the girl who couldn't react: "The prince will hate you."

——A prince is the dream of every British girl.

Serena was startled, and immediately let go of her hands and straightened her clothes, carefully wiping off the sweat on her face, she asked a little worriedly: "Tom, is there anything wrong?"

The boy is gone.

Apart from the pedestrians around Serena, no one heard his question.

"Tom?" Serena leaned against the window, and her voice immediately became crying. She was trembling with fear. After a while, she called out again: "Tom...? Are you there, Tom?"

No one answered him.

Pedestrians pointed at the crying girl standing on the side of the road—you know, in this day and age, there are many things where parents leave their children on the side of the road and never come back.

Not every family can afford to have children.

"Tom!" Serena was terrified by the comments and speculations of the passers-by. She rushed out of the crowd and ran stumblingly, crying while running, no longer caring about her image.

"Tom!"

"Tom... where are you!"

"Tom...!"

"Tom, come out quickly..."

Tom hid behind the girl, and the pleasure of revenge made him reveal the joy and happiness from the bottom of his heart.

——Look, even a child from the wife's family can behave like this!

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!!!" A sudden and ear-piercing roar erupted from the crowd.Pedestrians who were hurrying to and fro suddenly gave way to both sides like Moses divided the sea, and the street was filled with screams.

A horse is startled!

The horses pulled the carriage behind them on a rampage through the streets, destroying many shops-there were no casualties at all.

The crowd who were spared the bloody disaster breathed a sigh of relief, but choked in the next second.

"That girl! Get out of the way!!" The crowd burst into exclamations one after another, and almost everyone shouted hoarsely, reminding the girls who were still in the middle of the road and hadn't reacted quickly to avoid the rampaging horses.

"Selina! Get out of the way!!!" Tom screamed out of the crowd.

Serena turned her head in surprise, only to see horseshoes studded with horseshoes.

late.

Serena was dead - trampled by the horse and killed instantly.

The blood was gurgling, and the oncoming blood and the spreading panic atmosphere made the onlookers feel oppressed and sensitive.

The girl is dead, but he is still alive.

Tom couldn't imagine the punishment he would face!The Kesars will kill him!They will pay for his life!

Do not!

Nobody knew he brought Serena out!If you leave now... If you leave now, no one will know what happened!

Tom glanced at the chaotic crowd, with a pale face suppressing the surging fear and nausea in his heart, and left the bustling street in a panic.

He didn't see that behind him, the glass cover of the street lamp along the way exploded, splashing glass shards and scratching many people.

No one will know!

No one will know!

Yes!Nobody knows!

Tom moved closer to the house he had lived in for the past few months, trying to catch his breath.

It won't be known by others... Tom, Serena died because she couldn't dodge. It wasn't your fault, it was her own carelessness.

He soothed himself like this, and then he approached the house step by step - even though his feet were so weak that he could hardly support his body.

"I'm back……"

"Snapped!"

Tom stared blankly at the head maid who gave him a slap as soon as he entered the door, and roared furiously after a moment: "Get out!"

The head maid seemed to have bumped into something and bounced back quickly. When she got up again, the bridge of her nose had been knocked crooked, and scarlet blood was bleeding from her nose.

"Devil!!" The maid screamed, looking at Tom in fear, as if she was afraid that he would pounce on her and tear her apart in the next second.

"Tom! I didn't expect you to be stealing all the time!" Mrs. Kesar threw a bulging cloth bag on the ground, stern and angry.

The things in the cloth bag were exposed, all of which were stolen by Tom.

"Now, you go back to the orphanage! There is no place for you in Kesar's house!"

……

Tom was driven back to the orphanage—under the name of "demon" and "ominous".

The old nun just patted Tom on the head, and treated him as usual.

However, as if to prove the crime, all kinds of strange things happened around him, and this phenomenon became out of control and intensified.

The old nun could no longer bear the fierce protest of the young nun, and left the orphanage, and the nun in charge was replaced by a widow named Cole.

Tom, with the title of "devil" and "ominous", was isolated by the children of the orphanage - unlike when the old nun was there, the food supply in the orphanage was getting less and less every day, and the food became more and more precious every day.

Tom's food is always taken away by other children.

How can you! !How dare you! !

Tom roared, and a child was picked up out of thin air and thrown into a nearby tree with its hands broken.

Now, his title of "devil" is firmly established.

The little meat that had been bred quickly fell away. Hunger and resentment drove Tom. He stole, worked with snakes, and began to take revenge on those who bullied him one by one...

— even if it doesn't change his position in the orphanage.

That winter, when he was seven years old, he struggled and robbed in the orphanage for half a year, but got nothing.

Until... he was on his way to find the hibernating Nagini and saw the creature that called itself an elf.

Celegon Gallanold.

……

In the Albanian forest, a piebald python opened its eyes.

It stood up and looked around vigilantly, then lowered its head and dragged its heavy body that had just finished eating to crawl forward.

... What a bad, long dream.

The author has something to say: This is a side story of Tom Crap's childhood.