Supreme, Supreme, Dark Lord!

"...Voldy, Nagini seems to have come to your room, can I come in?"

Looking at his eight-year-old self who had already pushed the door open without permission and looked up at him, Voldemort put his forehead on his forehead and sighed. He wanted to say no, but the words stuck in his mouth when he saw the expectant little face. side.

──Don't let yourself in this age be the same as when you were a child, he decided, so Voldemort turned sideways to make way for the passage in front of the door: "...Mr. Tom, don't stand stupidly at the door if you want to come in."

"Ah...um!"

Tom's face flushed slightly, and then he walked into the room and looked at Voldemort's bedroom curiously, while Voldemort used his index finger and thumb to pick up the little female snake that was about to slip off his wrist, and snorted coldly. With a cold breath, he bared his teeth at Nagini: "Little scourge! 』

"Hiss──Voldy, don't you mind so much, I think little Tom is quite cute..."

The little female snake obediently pushed her head against her owner's hand, sticking out her tongue and wagging her tail like a puppy. Voldemort couldn't keep cursing at the funny look, so Voldemort picked up Nagini from the tip of the tail and looked at it. Their Tom said: "...your snake, if she's not safe, just put her in the box."

Tom followed Voldemort's gesture and saw the high ceiling, where a cage that was cast with the magic of silence was hanging non-stop, so he couldn't help laughing, while Nagini who was lifted upside down A feeble hiss: "Tom...Voldy...you two little heartless...uuuuuu master, I was wrong and I'm afraid of heights, please let me down gently~"

Voldemort almost threw Nagini into Tom's arms. Tom noticed that Voldemort had control, otherwise this little snake no thicker than a finger might not be as simple as a mosquito coil with two eyes. Frightened, Nagini Ginny quickly slid into the sleeves and rolled up her wrists following Tom's stroking, and refused to come out no matter how much Voldemort scolded her. Tom, having no reason, looked at Voldemort who was looking at him, his head went blank and he stopped walking.

"...Tom?"

The cold and impatient tone made Tom look up, and he saw Voldemort's dark and calm eyes. He had always thought that Voldemort's eyes were strange, full of majesty but very attractive, and quiet and stable as if he could See your own reflection.

Hmm... Will I have eyes like that when I grow up?

Tom didn't know, but he looked into those eyes a little dazedly, and then blurted out the request before he realized it: "...Voldy, I can't sleep, can you talk to me?"

Tom was actually prepared to be rejected when he said it. After all, I am afraid that few people are willing to spend time with young children (although Tom never thinks he is), but Voldemort only agreed after a short silence: " Okay... but what do you want to say?"

"Anything is fine, as long as it makes me sleepy... Voldy... can I tell you about you?"

"...I don't have anything to say about my story. It's just a boring story created by a stupid mother and an even stupider father." Voldemort coldly rejected Tom's expectations, walked to the corner bookshelf and started looking for books, Tom spontaneously said He lay down on the bed and pulled off the quilt, but the expression on Voldemort's face when he turned around made him feel like he had done something wrong.

"...Voldy?"

"Tom...why are you in my bed?"

"Huh? Didn't you want to tell me bedside stories?"

Tom blinked suspiciously. Of course, there was actually an element of pretense. In his heart, he had always resented that Voldemort only treated Nagini and Lud with a friendly face, but now Voldy's expression is finally a little human... even if it is annoyed. of.

Voldemort's face turned from white to blue, and then he coughed violently, and Tom looked at Voldemort worriedly, fearing that he would lose his breath if he couldn't hold on. Fortunately, Voldemort just coughed a few times and sat down on the edge of the bed as if nothing had happened. He took out a book that looked very old: "Let me tell you a fairy tale, and go to sleep after listening."

"But I'd rather hear your story...well..."

Tom blinked reluctantly, but he didn't insist much. Maybe in his opinion, there was still a chance to not be in a hurry, so Voldemort finished reading in a cool voice the three brothers who were later confirmed to have clues to the Hallowed Relic Legend (Note), but looking at the wide-eyed Tom, Voldemort frowned: "Tom, shouldn't it be time for you to go back to your bed?"

"Oh... Voldy, can you tell me one more story, just another one... No one told me when I was a kid..." Tom stopped Voldemort from closing the book, and stared at him expectantly Look, Voldemort muttered: "I didn't have it when I was a child...Damn it, just one more, after listening to it, go to sleep obediently!"

"Um!"

"..."

"..."

"Voldy...can you say one more thing?"

"..."

"Voldy..."

"Voldy..."

Finally, after Voldemort read his mouth dry and finally finished reading the whole Beedle the Poet Tales (children's books for wizards), Tom's expectation was also satisfied, he suppressed his mouth and gave a small slap He yawned, then wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and was about to leave, shaking his pillow from side to side. At this moment, Voldemort called him, "Tom...where are you going with my pillow?"

"Ah? Oh..." Tom stared blankly at Voldemort squatting down and pulling out his pillow. He hugged Voldemort with the pillow in a defenseless manner, and then rubbed his head on Voldemort's shoulder unconsciously: "... Voldy, you are so kind to me, I like you..."

"..." The body in his arms seemed to be stiff, but Tom didn't care, he just smelled the scent of herbs mixed with Voldemort's body again: "...So, can I call you Dad?"

"……roll!"

Tom felt his body being picked up and thrown out of the door. The thick hickory door slammed shut behind him. The loud noise even woke up Nagini who had been "hibernated" by Voldemort before. The little female snake slipped out of her sleeve in concern. Come out and ask Tom what happened.

Tom scratches his hair and smiles.

"It's nothing, it's just that Voldy threw me out...Nagini...do you think Voldy is a good person?"

"Hiss... If the master hears you say that, he will kick your ass..." The little female snake shook her head trying to interrupt Tom's thinking, but Tom ignored it.

He just looked at the locked door and showed a meaningful and happy smile... Voldy has already fulfilled his father's duty of telling bedside stories, so shouldn't he fulfill his mother's duty next?

Hmm...how do I convince him to give him a good night kiss?He doesn't seem to want to call himself Daddy...but he can't say this kind of name...

Tom thought and smiled, and his happy look made Nagini start to think about whether she should stay away from him. How could this cute little snake have such weird two masters...

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Note: The legend and origin of the Deathly Hallows

The original owners of the Deathly Hallows were the three Peverell brothers, Antioch, Cadmus and Ignotus.

For the legend of the Deathly Hallows, see Chapter 21 of "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows": The Legend of the Three Brothers. One day, three brothers were hurrying along a secluded path, and it was almost dusk.As they walked, they came to a river that was too deep to wade through, and too dangerous to swim across.However, the three brothers were proficient in magic, and with a wave of their wands, a bridge appeared on the treacherous water.When they reached the middle of the bridge, a hooded figure blocked their way.

Death spoke to them.Reaper was so angry that he lost three new offerings - as travelers usually drown in this river.But Death is cunning.He pretended to congratulate the three brothers on their magic, saying that they had eluded death by their cleverness, and that each would receive a reward.

The boss is a warlike man who wants the most powerful wand in the world: a wand that can always help his master win in a duel, a wand worthy of a wizard who has conquered death!The Grim Reaper went to an elder tree on the shore, and made a wand out of the hanging branches, and gave it to the eldest brother.

The second child is an arrogant man who decides to continue humiliating the god of death, and what he wants is the ability to bring the dead back to life.The god of death picked up a stone from the shore and gave it to the second child, telling him that this stone has the ability to bring back the dead.

Then Death asked the youngest, the third, what he wanted.The third child is the most humble and the smartest one, and he doesn't believe in death.So he wanted something that would allow him to get out of there without being followed by death.Reaper reluctantly gave him his invisibility cloak.

Then the god of death stood aside and let the three brothers continue on their way. They talked about the wonderful experience just now, admired the gift of the god of death, and walked forward.

Later, the three brothers broke up and moved towards their respective destinations.

The boss was gone for over a week.Came to a remote mountain village and quarreled with a wizard.Naturally, with the "elder wand" made of elderberry as a weapon, he had no intention of winning the duel.After his opponent fell dead, he went on, entered a tavern, and boasted loudly that he was invincible with the mighty wand he had received from the hand of death.

That night, after the eldest was very drunk, another wizard crept up to his bed, stole the wand, and slit his throat.

In this way, Death took the boss's life.

At the same time, the second child returned to the home where he lived alone, took out the stone that could bring the dead back to life, and turned it in his hand three times.To his surprise, the girl he wanted to marry, but unfortunately died young, immediately appeared in front of him.

But she was sad and indifferent, and there seemed to be a veil between them.Although she returned to the world, she did not really belong here, and she was in pain.In the end, the second child is tormented by hopeless longing and commits suicide in order to actually be with her.

In this way, the god of death took the life of the second child.

However, the god of death has been looking for the third child for many years, but has never been able to find him.The third child lived until he was very old, finally took off the cloak of invisibility and handed it to his son, and then greeted death like an old friend, and happily left the world with him as an equal.

But this is just legend, Dumbledore said:

I think it's more likely that the Peverell brothers were powerful, dangerous wizards who managed to create these incredibly powerful artifacts.It seems to me that the story of the Deathly Hallows seems like some kind of legend that arose around these inventions.

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Supplement: If V is big, he can be a god

When enshrining the gods, you need to announce the dogma to the whole world

then……

v said, you must love me

v said, you must not kill snakes

v said, young apples should be cherished

v said: Tom... stop... don't press me, I'm broadcasting

So under Tom's efforts, the world returned to chaos again, and the Dark Lord would never be able to change the Virgin Mary (see the copywriting of Stealing Death), so the pair of black and white devils would still be evil ps: Actually, I really love Beng and Spoof... and It's an impossible future v won't make gods v won't make gods