mystery lover

As time went by, the final match of the Triwizard Tournament approached in the anticipation of many people.

At Hogwarts at this time, the weather in June was not too hot, and Charles started preparing step by step for the final exam at the end of the fourth grade, although before that, the boy still spent most of his time on alchemy books that he was interested in In fact, although alchemy is not within the scope of teaching and examinations at Hogwarts.

It is worth mentioning that Tom didn't seem to have any special reaction to his obsession with such a partial magical subject as alchemy. On the contrary, the other party also generously provided Charles with several books that were not in the Hogwarts library.

For her boyfriend to support her hobbies so much, Little Badger is naturally very happy.

So when the boy met Professor Crouch walking towards him in the corridor, Charles was holding the Alchemy Notebook that was mailed to him this morning.

"Hi Professor Crouch."

Regarding the boy's greetings, Little Barty's eyes were attracted by the books in Charles' hands.

"Do you like alchemy?" Little Barty asked, looking up at the boy in front of him who seemed to have grown a lot taller, and the outline of the boy more and more coincided with a person in his memory.

This discovery shocked Barty Jr. very much.

In fact, as early as when I first noticed this, the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts thought more and more carefully about things, and then thought of Lord's love for McAvoy for almost no reason. No one knows how the boy met Lord's, and no one knows how he got the Lord's favor, and all these seem to lead little Barty to think in an almost impossible direction.

After taking a deep breath, little Barty put away his gaffe until doubts appeared in the boy's light blue eyes.

What the hell happened that night 15 years ago that both Lord and Nicol disappeared in Godric's Hollow, and when he went to the ruined Castell Manor after that, it had Nicol The Castel family tree of the name has also dimmed.

It wasn't until Lord came back and Nico disappeared completely that Barty Jr. had to accept the fact that his friend was dead.

Looking at the boy in front of him again, Barty Jr. found that his breathing was a little short, although there were still many differences between McAvoy and Nico.

"Yes, Professor." Charles replied, keenly aware of Professor Crouch's anomaly.

"Do you know the Castei family?"

After so many years, when he said the surname again, Crouch found that his pronunciation was a little dry.

"En." Charles nodded, and said truthfully, "The Castell family is the oldest alchemy family in the British wizarding world. Most of the alchemy discoveries and books are left by members of this family."

Although I don't know why Professor Crouch asked him this, the boy still briefly said it, but the Castei family seems to have completely fallen by now, and the book mentions that the last heir of this family, Oster After Kasdey died unexpectedly in his fourth grade, there is no record after that.

"Professor Crouch?"

The expression on the boy's face gradually became a little awkward. This was the second time the professor looked at him in a daze.

"Feel sorry."

After realizing something was wrong, Crouch nodded respectfully to the young man and then quickly walked past Charles, leaving Charles standing still and watching the back of Professor Crouch leaving with some confusion .

*****

On the day of the final of the Triwizard Tournament, when Charles woke up, there was no sign of a man around him.

After the young man woke up, he looked around the Slytherin dormitory that he was no longer unfamiliar with. Charles felt heartbroken for Tom's increasingly accustomed behavior of using the Room of Requirement as his own bedroom and study when he came to Hogwarts after work. He found that he himself seemed to be getting more and more used to the unscrupulous behavior of men.

Although it seems that there is really nothing to worry about ==

Here is Charles who is deeply aware that his bottom line has been lowered infinitely.

"Tom?"

The boy's voice sounded in the quiet room, and Charles, who didn't get any response, put on his clothes and displayed the current time with the wand in his hand.Then, when Charles saw the magic number floating in mid-air, the boy was stunned and suddenly felt in a hurry.

Merlin!Is it this late already!

After tidying up in a hurry, after leaving the Room of Requirement, Charles rushed all the way to the final venue and finally understood why Tom was not in the room!

Voldemort, who was one of the final referees, was of course sitting in the VIP seat of the competition at this moment, and the final of the Triwizard Tournament had already begun for a long time.

When Charles finally found Lucas in the auditorium, the boy naturally received the concern from a certain red-eyed man above the VIP seat.

"Char, why did you go?" Lucas looked at his friend helplessly.

"Overslept." A slightly embarrassed Charles McAvoy.

"Oh~" For Charles' explanation, Lucas cast a meaningful look, and regarding his friend's behavior of not returning home this night, Lucas could only say, "You two have such a good relationship~"

"..." Why does Luka's tone sound strange?

The boy's face was slightly distorted, and he coughed lightly before turning his attention away.

But having said that, Charles also feels that he seems to be able to sleep more and more recently.

Glanced quietly to the VIP seat on the opposite side, Voldemort seemed to be talking to Lucius behind him, and then, that man who was always attracting attention all the time got up calmly... and left? ? ?

Charles blinked, seeing that Lucius had replaced Voldemort.

Where did Lord go? OO

So, when Voldemort's voice rang in Charles' ear, the boy was still startled and shook his shoulders.

"Why did you leave!" Charles looked at the man in front of him, isn't he the referee!

Seeing the boy questioning his cute appearance, Voldemort's eyes flickered with fondness, and he said, "The only ones still in the maze are Hogwarts students."

After being told by Voldemort, Charles noticed that the warriors of Durmstrang and Beauxbatons were already outside the maze, and it seemed that they had already been eliminated.

So... Regardless of whether Harry or Senior Cedric wins in the end, the champion of this year's Triwizard Tournament belongs to Hogwarts!

"awesome!"

There was a soft cheer, and Charles instinctively reached out to hold the man's hand, but after realizing that there were many classmates around him, the boy blushed a little embarrassedly.

Voldemort looked at the high-spirited young man in front of him, and sighed slightly that his Char hadn't changed at all.

He reached out and took the boy into his arms, "Char, follow me to a place."

After Voldemort finished speaking, the figures of the two had disappeared from Hogwarts.

When Harry appeared in everyone's sight holding the Goblet of Fire, most of the school cheered for Hogwarts' victory.

The boy stood in the middle of the field, but his eyes seemed to be looking for someone.

In the end, Harry gave up and lowered his head, silently looking at the Goblet of Fire in his hand. It wasn't until Ron, Hermione, and many classmates surrounded him that the boy slowly put away the feeling of loneliness at that moment.

*****

"Tom, where is this?"

Charles stared dumbfounded at the snow-capped area around him and the ancient castle standing in front of the two of them. The boy raised his head and looked at the man beside him, wondering if he was still in England?

"This is the manor of the Castei family. Everything around is surrounded by a magic circle." Voldemort said, his eyes naturally fell on the young man beside him. He already had a deep understanding of the powerful alchemy magic of this family. experience.

And when he heard this surname that appeared frequently recently, the boy opened his mouth, "Castei? Isn't this family already..."

"Let's go in and talk."

After Voldemort finished speaking, he waved his hand and released the seal on the manor.

When Charles was led by a man into this manor hidden in the snow-capped mountains, although he didn't know why the Lord brought him here.

but……

Looking at Voldemort beside him with a face full of wantonness and no sense of disobedience...

Wait, did they trespass on someone else's house? ==

Didn't they really break into someone's house? Lord, why are you so calm! ! !

Oh, the man of unchangeable nature! ! !

After waiting inside the castle, Charles finally said with a troubled face, "It's not good for us to come in like this."

In fact, many descriptions about the Castell family can be found in books, including the relationship between this family and the Perenelle family, a family of alchemists in France.

But...why is the castle so clean and tidy, it doesn't look defeated at all.

Without getting an answer from the man, Charles' eyes were first attracted by the huge family tree hanging on the wall.

Couldn't help but walked two steps forward, looking at the intricate names and connections on the family tree, the young man's sight was quickly caught by the only bright light.

"Austral Casdeil..."

Unknowingly reading the name at the bottom, Charles was in a trance for a moment, and there seemed to be a strange current in his chest.

He reached out and took out the locket hidden under his clothes. Slytherin's locket was emitting a soft silver light at the moment.

"Tom?" The boy looked at the man over there in a state of bewilderment.

"It's okay, Char."

Holding the boy in his arms, Voldemort looked up at the direction Charles was looking at just now.

"Why is Oster's name on?" Leaning in the man's arms, the boy asked the doubts in his heart.

'Oster Kasdeil, born in 1956, died unexpectedly at the age of 14, the last heir of the Kasdeil family'

Thinking of the records in the book, if Oster had passed away, why his name on the family tree was still bright.

"He's not dead."

When Voldemort uttered these words, the man's heart rate, which had always been steady, went awry because of these simple words.

"Tom?" As if sensing something, the boy held the man's wrist nervously, "What's wrong with you?"

Seeing the boy's worried eyes, Voldemort held the boy tightly in his arms tremblingly, as if he was worried that the boy would disappear before his eyes.

After a long time.

The boy's hands passed through the man's waist, and finally patted the back of the man who was close to him.

"Why are you worried that I will disappear..." Charles said, his delicate brows slightly frowned.

At that moment, he clearly felt what Voldemort was thinking, not guessing, he really knew what this man was thinking at this moment, just as he himself experienced his own emotions.

It's just...why can I feel everything about Lord so clearly.

Why does this man who is so powerful that he is almost omnipotent have such emotions...

"Tom, please don't be sad."