[Comprehensive British and American] The Dark Lord's Growth History

? Tom Riddle is a handsome young man, extremely handsome.This is very important. This good looks has provided him with a lot of convenience in the past. Even at this time, when he was sent to prison, the female prison guard who faced him couldn't help but relax.However, this kind of advantage becomes the most fatal point when entering Oz.

Ozwald maximum security prison, here is full of all kinds of serious criminals, bad guys who murder and set fire are everywhere here, it can even be said that you have never killed anyone here, you can be regarded as the lowest level prisoner .In addition to this, it is famous for its strict monitoring. Unlike other prisons, there are prison guards patrolling 24 hours a day. They strictly stipulate the prisoners' work and rest time, when to eat, and when to sleep. A few minutes of excrement, while banning fights, banning drugs, banning sex, and even recently because of the governor's speech, they banned smoking.In such a depressive environment, the mania of the prisoners is increasing day by day. They yearn for women, but only married prisoners can see their wives for a long time, and more people can't even hear women's voices - the only one Not counting the female prison guard, her strength has turned her into a symbol of masculinity, and the prisoners are even willing to go. The old nun didn't even think about touching a finger of her—in this case, she was so tall. Nice male prisoners appear as substitutes.

What's more, Tom Marvolo Riddle looks a lot taller than he does.

When Tom came in with clothes, sheets and a cup, there were already three prisoners sitting inside.And the blond female prison guard was pacing back and forth with her arms folded to announce to them the most basic rules of Oz, and even smiled at him when she saw him being pushed in by two strong colleagues, Tom Riddle's conditions Reflexively showing her a charming smile.This is almost his instinct, to use everything he can to win others' favor towards him.

After seeing the obviously gentler eyes of the female prison guard, Tom adjusted his gaze to meet the sizing eyes of the other three future inmates. At this time, his smile had disappeared, and his eyes were cold and aggressive.Although he has never been to this kind of place, he also knows that it is not a good habit to casually smile at strangers, it will only make others think you are easy to bully.You see, those inmates are also familiar with this rule...well, except for one guy.

Tom Riddle glanced blankly at the man smiling at him. A pair of gold-rimmed glasses were on his face, his hair was neatly combed back, and his trousers were carefully arranged by him. Like a criminal, but just a normal middle class.Now he is like a top student who strayed into a bad boy's school, his smile full of embarrassment and flattery.Tom could almost imagine the immediate treatment that such a fellow would receive here.That's not good.

Finally, Tom Riddle joins them all under the watchful eye.He put his clothes on the chair and began to change his clothes calmly. There were two other people who did the same thing with him. Only the "top student" had changed his clothes early and sat obediently on the front bench, like It is positive like wanting to be praised by the teacher.

After the handover between the female prison guard and the two colleagues who escorted Tom, she began to repeat Ozzy's request: "Your cell is like your home, keep it clean and tidy. You should exercise regularly, attend courses, and participate in alcohol and drug rehabilitation counseling... ..."

The long-haired man who sat on Tom's same bench greeted Tom softly, "Hi." He had long brown hair and a pretty face, with eyes as pure as a child's.Tom couldn't help thinking: Oh, a madman.Don't ask him why he is so sure, after all, there are still several such psychopaths in his original subordinates.He is familiar with the way of communicating with such a person, don't get too close to him, but don't be too cold - that will only be counterproductive, just act like everyone else, Tom gave him a nonchalant look and nodded.

But this didn't seem to extinguish the other party's enthusiasm. The long-haired man couldn't help but move closer to him, moved his ass to this side, and said with a smile on his face, "My name is Donald Groves."

It's a pity I don't want to tell you my name.Tom thought, still just nodding without making a sound, instead shifting his gaze to the policewoman, who was about to finish her speech, looking at Donald and him.

The slowest black man behind them finally changed his clothes. He let out a hey while putting on his clothes, thinking that the scene in front of him was quite interesting.But before he had time to comment on this, he was attracted by the policewoman's last routine question: "I have a question. Can I go to the bathroom now?"

The policewoman looked at him in disgust, and she explained that all behaviors in Oz were scheduled in advance, and that guy was just provoking.So she replied coldly: "Hold on, tough guy."

Immediately afterwards, the iron gate beside them tried to slide open with a beep, and several prisoners walked in from the outside.

"Okay, here are your protectors. They will help you familiarize yourself with the daily procedures." The policewoman walked to the iron gate and introduced the four new criminals.

This time it was Donald who expressed his opinion. He straightened his cuffs without looking up and said, "I don't want a shit protector, I don't want a shit routine..."

"Shut up, Gloves."

Sitting next to him, Riddle could almost help him finish what he was interrupted by the policewoman: I just want to be free!free!You bastards, imbeciles, weaklings, idiots, you have no right to dictate my behavior.

"This is not very good." A soft, gentle male voice sounded after the policewoman's warning.It was an unhurried tone, full of soothing rhythm: "This is Oz. This is Oz."

Tom estimated and glanced up and down at the last man who walked in. He was no longer young, he looked about fifty years old, and his body was already fat, but he had a bearing that was different from ordinary people.Tom was incredulously sure that it was an aristocratic temperament.There really is everyone here, he thought, looking into the clear blue eyes of the other person, a crazy version of Albus Dumbledore.

The policewoman introduced them to each other: "Tom Riddle, this is your protector, Hannibal Lecter."

The guy named Hannibal Lecter stared at Tom with a smile, there was a sense of interest in his eyes, a sense of satisfaction, and more Tom's familiar, Dumbledore-like insight, he hated being looked at in this way, especially By an ordinary-looking old man.

"Hello, dear Riddle, it seems that we will live together in the future."

Oh, that's unfortunate.Tom smiled politely at him skillfully: "Hi, it's my pleasure."

But judging from the current situation, Tom is not the unluckiest one.Beecher, the obedient student from before, has been assigned a terrible protector, which makes his already bad form even worse.Dino Otrani, wearing a white vest and smoking a cigarette, complained to the policewoman, "Do I have to do this?" His deep and hoarse voice was full of impatience.This made Beecher, who was smiling and reaching out to him, bewildered, and the policewoman did not help him ease the protector's irritability as he imagined, but simply said: "Stop talking nonsense, it's your turn .”

Tom looked at the Donald who greeted him before licking the back of his protector's hand, and the black man and his protector compared each other with a gesture that only they understood, and felt that everyone except Beecher was quite satisfied with this arrangement of.

Tom Riddle fit into Ozzy's life so well that no one else touched him after he dislocated the hand of an inmate who tried to moles him.In this regard, his protector, Hannibal Lecter, commented: I thought you would be rougher.

Tom was sitting next to him and was tearing open the bread. Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows: "I thought I wanted to keep a low profile."

Hannibal took a sip of milk, and licked the tip of his scarlet tongue as if he couldn't finish it. He licked his lips and replied softly with a smile: "Very good, you are very smart."

Come on, you are not the kind of good teacher in school, and he is not the kind of clever and mischievous student. Hannibal Lecter is more pretending than he imagined, like a nobleman.Tom chewed the bread with a smile on the corner of his mouth: Ah, the nobles locked in prison.

"Hello, is there anyone here?" Tom and Hannibal raised their heads at the same time when they asked anxiously, and it was indeed Beecher.

Tobias Beecher, a newcomer to Oz at the same time as Tom Riddle, but this timid guy is much more unlucky than Tom.He was assigned to the room of the restless black Adebis, and on the first day, his roommate rummaged through all the valuables.Before that, his protector pushed him hard before entering Oz, as if he wanted to vent his anger that he had to be the protector, and directly made Beecher fall to the ground .Then when Beecher persistently approached him, he drove him away with cold words, just like driving away a flu virus.

Tom was making his bed upstairs at that time, and had a good view of everything.Including how the puppy Beecher wagged his tail to please the Italian Dino, but was brutally driven away.Hannibal, who was sitting on the side, noticed his gaze, and also cast his gaze on the helpless and poor Beecher, and whispered to Tom the news he had just received before: "He is a decent lawyer, but he was hit and killed by drunk driving. A little girl came in."

You see, in Oz, killing a young girl with a DUI can only be described as "just."The others looked at Beecher like this with disdain in their eyes.Tom found that in this strange society, crime has become the criterion for measuring human class.If you kill someone while drunk driving, you are inferior.You are a serial killer, you are a top elite, a gentleman respected by everyone in this society.

Tom patted the pillow vigorously, wishing to cast a spell directly to make it big and fluffy, after working hard for a long time, he finally had to admit that he was whimsical, and he smiled lightly when he heard Hannibal's introduction: "Lawyer? It seems that this guy is really unlucky."

Hannibal stared at Tom with that inexplicably loving look he'd had since they met and nodded, his voice as soft and elegant as a nightingale singing: "Yeah, he's the most normal of you."

Tom knew who he meant by you, but he meant the four newcomers.What surprised him was that Hannibal's intelligence ability found out about their respective crimes so quickly.He sat on his bed, crossed his legs and crossed his fingers on his knees, and asked enthusiastically: "So, what did you inquire about?" He was quite curious about what name Dumbledore and the others used to send him in.He meant that they couldn't tell those high-ranking Muggles that they were the great devil king of the wizarding world who murdered countless people and were merciless. A war of two worlds.

Hannibal's blue eyes clearly recorded Tom's sitting position and his attitude, and then stored it in his memory palace, which was a specially set aside room, resplendent and resplendent, very suitable for the little guy in front of him.

"You are a cold-blooded murderer who killed your grandparents and father at the age of 16. You escaped the law for several years and were finally caught by accident."

Tom shrugged noncommittally, even though he didn't want to kill the Riddles in the first place, it was an accident.

"Black Paul is just a petty drug dealer. Donald Groves, lol, he's got something, I hear he cooked his parents." Hannibal's eyes blazed when he mentioned Donald's crimes. The strange light made the icy blue sharper and colder.

Tom was keenly aware of his displeasure.Had Hannibal resented Donald's horrific cannibalism?Or was he just unhappy that he ate his own parents?He didn't have any extra emotions when he mentioned that he killed his relatives with his own hands.

The author has something to say: This Hannibal Lecter is the one in the movie The Silence of the Lambs.

I love Grandpa Hopkins. ps: Appearance refers to movie actors, does not follow the original works and TV series?