[HP] Dearest Enemy

"Tom, are we going in the wrong direction?" Alfat flipped through a yellowed page, "Maybe we shouldn't be looking for the name Marvolo?"

Tom sighed and looked up at the clear sky outside the library window.Summer vacation is coming, and he will finish all his third grade courses.Compared with when he first entered school three years ago, Tom has grown up a lot.He is at least one head taller than before, and his figure is slender but not thin; his smooth short black hair is neat and neat, and some protruding foreheads are mostly covered by bangs, and only a lock of black hair hangs gracefully between his eyebrows; the sun shines on him On the straight bridge of the nose, the deep black eyes under the pair of black and long eyebrows are illuminated.Because of his ecstasy, the lines of the teenager's lips and jaw were softer than usual, and the profile of his face under the sun left an impressive outline.

Alphat shook his head as expected when he heard the girl's almost suffocated sigh coming from not far away.Not to mention girls, even boys, there are not a few people who are overwhelmed by Tom's handsome face.One day Obaser accidentally saw Tom looking down at the side of his book, and he looked at Tom in a strange way.But no one dared to provoke the uncrowned king of Slytherin. Tom Riddle, who was only 14 years old, had already become the veritable king of the entire academy. Give him three points.Everyone knows that Obather is a flirtatious person, and there are countless boys and girls who have affairs with him in the four colleges, but only in front of Riddle, he rarely puts on his frivolous appearance.

"This is my grandfather's name." Tom looked away, and fell on his friend's face. "My father and my godfather are still missing, so we can only start from here."

Arfate sighed: "I have searched for so long, but I still found nothing." Arfate is no longer the cute look when he entered school.According to the family tradition, he kept his long hair. His curly black hair was casually tied behind his head by a silver hairband. The originally soft lines of his face gradually became tougher, but it did not destroy the harmony of his facial features. His face was more mature.

Yes, it's been so long.Tom followed Alfart and sighed in his heart, but his mind drifted to another person.

Harry Potter, he hasn't heard from him for two full years.Alex paid a quick visit to Tom during last summer vacation, and left in a hurry after saying a few words.Alex also seemed to have not seen Harry for a long time, but according to his vague statement, Harry should still be alive.Alex brought back a letter from Harry to Tom two years ago.Harry was injured while studying and needed a period of recuperation in Germany. Since then, there has been no news, and Alex has lost Harry's whereabouts since then.

The war between Muggles has been going on, and wizards are also fighting, and the leader of the enemy is Gellert Grindelwald.Although the wizarding wars did not reach Britain, the Muggle wars did affect wizards living in London.Hooper's bookstore was forced to close, Diagon Alley was in a state of depression, and many shops closed their doors.However, Tom has found a new job to support himself through his studies, and he will return there after the holidays to work for his current boss.

"It's four o'clock, Tom." Alfred took out a twelve-pointer pocket watch and looked up at the time.

"Come on, Al." Tom closed the book in front of him.He will meet several people in the dormitory.Even though those people were his subordinates, he couldn't make them wait too long.After Harry left, Tom found a substitute to fill the void in his heart, that is ideals and goals.

In Slytherin, if you want to get ahead, you cannot lack two things, the first is mind, and the second is ambition.

"Are you still going to work this holiday?" Arfart asked from Tom's cubicle.

"Of course, I have to support myself." Tom put one hand on his chin, his eyes wandering outside the car window, "Harry didn't leave me much money, if you refer to the little savings he left me to live , I'm starving to death."

Alfred pouted disapprovingly.He only made these small movements when he was alone with Tom, and he was docile and quiet when he was with Tom.He is different from Obather Malfoy who can walk sideways in the school. That guy is the only student who dares to be presumptuous in front of Tom, and Tom can tolerate his sometimes too intimate behavior, but it is only because of the Malfoy family's treatment of him. help.Alpha is different to Tom from others, he is Tom's roommate and Tom's only friend.

"Are you still coming to our house during the holidays?" Alfat changed the subject.

"I'm going to work for a whole vacation." Tom replied lazily, his eyes still looking at the passing scenery outside the window, "If I'm free, I'll find you."

Alfred pouted again.It was an obvious excuse, Tom was never "available".

"Then your guardian." Arafat said slowly, "Aren't you going to find him?"

Tom raised his eyebrows, and finally turned his face away: "This is my private matter, Alpha Black." After a pause, Tom turned his gaze out of the window again, "Maybe even Merlin doesn't know where this guy is now .Even if I go to Germany, how can I find him?"

"Obviously I haven't given up yet, but I want to be stubborn." Alphard muttered in a low voice, seeing Tom frowned, knowing that he had heard him, he jumped up and ran out.But Tom was obviously unwilling to let go of this opportunity to cast magic outside the school, and Alphat was petrified by Tom before he opened the compartment door.

"Why do you always make me angry, Al?" Tom turned his friend to face him, seeing Alfart's expression of wanting to cry but unable to cry, with a wicked smile on his lips, "Yes Isn't it only by being 'specially treated' by me that you can remember what to say and what not to say?"

Tom waved his wand to undo the curse, and Arafate immediately drooped his mouth in despondency: "I'm just talking."

"If it was Avery or Dolohoff who said those words, I wouldn't be able to forgive me with a petrification spell, Al." Tom lifted Alfred's chin with a finger, "Don't let me May I remind you?"

"I'm your friend, not your subordinate, and I'm different from them." Alphat pushed Tom's hand away impatiently, and looked up at his friend who was taller than him confidently, "This is you Said it myself. I just want to care about you."

Tom stared into Alfred's gray eyes, and finally turned his head to one side, and sat back in his seat: "It's not an example, Al, even if it's you."

"I see." Alfat also sat down, still a little angry.At this moment, someone knocked on the door.

"Mr. Riddle, I'm Lestrange." Outside the translucent glass was the crimson-haired boy. Tom looked at Alfart, who held out his index finger to him. Tom stared at the index finger with some depression. After looking at it for a second, he nodded with great reluctance, and then Alfat put away his unscrupulous look just now, got up and opened the compartment door.

Tom's servants left the compartment when they were about to get out of the car.Tom changed the wizard's robes, and Alfred immediately jumped in front of him, with a sly smile on his face after a successful trick.

"It was agreed just now." Alfat smiled brilliantly, "You must not go back on your word!"

"I see." Tom was helpless and annoyed, "I will help you get what you want during the vacation, and don't come to me for a second time this semester."

"Enough is enough," Alphard said cheerfully, "enough for a year."

Tom shook his head, and only Alfred dared to ask for what he liked from him, and only Tom knew that Alfred actually liked Muggles very much.He had recently become obsessed with plugs, always secretly collecting all kinds of plugs, and this kind of Muggle stuff in the whole Slytherin house was only Tom who could get it for him.

After saying goodbye to Alfred at the station, Tom pulled the suitcase and walked towards the apartment as usual.Tom hadn't moved, he was much richer than he had been since he got his new job, and it wasn't that he couldn't afford a better house.The apartment had changed owners two times after Mrs. Gore, the most recent being a grumpy old man who was very greedy.If it wasn't for the possibility of Harry coming back here, Tom would have found somewhere else to live.

Tom had given up hope that Harry would ever return.He no longer regards that man as his only god as he did when he was a child, and Harry's breach of contract in the first grade destroyed his position in Tom's heart.For a long time at first Tom thought Harry hadn't abandoned him, but he didn't think so anymore.The effects of the war were growing, and perhaps Harry was dead, or had left him as a burden and started a new life.Tom was now able to accept the unpleasant thought with equanimity, even though it made him feel like crying.

This holiday will be the last time Tom lives in the house of memories, and he will be moving out at the end of the holiday.This is not a home, a home without that person is not a home.

After opening the door with the key, Tom immediately noticed something strange in the room.The protective magic in the room was still there, and the atmosphere was still as cold as usual, but the magic clearly told him that there was another person in the room.Tom felt a little out of breath, and wanted to drop the box and rush in, but as soon as he took a step, he put his foot back again.

What if the person in the room was a wizard he didn't know?

The people in the house didn't seem to realize that the owner of the room had returned.Biting his lip, Tom slowly lowered Hedwig's cage, pulled out his wand from the box and held it in his hand, and gently closed the door.

The person in the room, could it be... him?

Tom raised his wand to his chest, and walked slowly toward the house, his heart beating wildly in his chest.The living room door was ajar, and Tom pushed it open soundlessly, feeling his breath stop.After taking a deep breath, Tom stepped into the room, and then he saw clearly the man lying in the easy chair.