Dark Lord, please let go

Tom didn't answer, at least he couldn't answer now. They were in the hallway now, and he didn't want everyone to know that he didn't go back to the dormitory before curfew at night, but went out for a night tour.

After they returned to the dormitory, Draco put the newly received Comet 180 into the cabinet, and stared seriously at Tom Riddle who was sitting on the sofa. "You've been doing things I don't know about since you came to Hogwarts. What on earth can you hide from me? I thought we were...friends."

Draco said with a frown, but his expression seemed that even he didn't believe what he said.

Tom's obsidian eyes looked straight at Draco, with the illusion of seeing through him. "Draco, I thought we were just roommates in your eyes, not friends."

Draco choked on Tom's words. He did have something to hide from Tom, but it was something that he couldn't tell at all. What could he do? There was no choice at all.

Seeing Draco sitting there with a blank expression, Tom didn't mind, and continued: "Yesterday, Abraxas invited you and me to visit Malfoy Manor at Christmas."

"...What? To Malfoy Manor?" Draco opened his mouth foolishly. He thought that he had angered old Malfoy after meeting last time. Why would Abraxas invite them to be a guest now?Or……

Draco set his sights on Tom. In Malfoy's eyes, Tom should be their only real guest.Tom is sitting lazily on the sofa, and there is nothing to be seen from the surface. "You promised? To Malfoy Manor?"

"Not at all." Tom stood up from the sofa and walked towards the door as he spoke, indicating that Draco should go to the classroom now. "I only promised Abraxas that I would go, and as for you—" Tom paused for a moment, looking seriously at Draco's expression, "—I can't make a decision for you, that's your business, isn't it? ?"

"Of course, of course I should make my own decision." Draco pushed open the bedroom door complainingly, "But since we are friends, of course I will go with you."

Now, Draco finally knew that Abraxas knew Tom well enough to be a guest at Malfoy Manor at Christmas, and what he was doing was going nowhere.

"So where did you go after you separated from Abraxas?" Draco continued to ask without letting Tom go.

Tom faked a smile and greeted the other Slytherins in the lounge before walking out of the Slytherin cellar.He said lazily, "I don't think you want to know the answer, Draco."

"No!" Draco immediately denied, "Of course I want to know the answer."

"Okay, okay," Tom shrugged helplessly, "Draco, when did you develop the bad habit of asking questions? After I separated from Abraxas yesterday, I went to the library."

Tom paused, then said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Then I went to the Restricted|Book Section."

"...Damn it!" Draco immediately understood what Tom was looking for, the fact that he was still in Salazar Slytherin, and his bloody background.

"So what did you find? Mr. Riddle, I remember that I needed a professor's approval note to go to the restricted|book section." Draco looked at Tom with a gloomy face, and he felt that he was the one who was not considered a friend by Tom.

"Don't be silly Draco, it's not the first time I've been there." Speaking of this, Tom paused before continuing to answer: "The last blood of Slytherin is a family named Gaunt, but I'm not sure about their Where do you live now?"

Tom didn't hide, for Draco Tom was ambivalent.Draco was the first wizard he knew, and the first one who didn't see him as a monster during the three years they lived together in the orphanage.Tom didn't want to be unfamiliar with Draco, but he didn't want Draco to get in the way of what he wanted to do either.

Tom asked tentatively while smiling: "So, do you know, Draco Gunter, where is he now?"

"No, I don't know anything about Slytherin." Except for that nasty basilisk, and your scary notebook.Draco added in his mind.

He really didn't know about Tom Riddle's life experience. If he hadn't been able to confirm that there were only the Dark Lord and the Scarhead Savior in Parseltongue, Draco might not have been able to determine Tom's identity at first glance.His dad never said anything about the Dark Lord, or that Lucius Malfoy never wanted his son to be a Death Eater like him.

"When was the last time you went to the Restricted | Book Section? When I lived in the infirmary?" Draco raised his eyebrows. Except when he was in the infirmary, he had never seen Tom stay out of bed at night.

"I should applaud your cleverness." Tom smiled without sincerity.

Today's first class is Transfiguration class, their professor Dumbledore has already stood in the classroom, and Kassim and Devlin have already helped Draco and Tom to occupy their seats.

The Transfiguration class was still the same as before, Tom was the first to complete Dumbledore's task, and added a few gems to Slytherin, and Dumbledore's eyes would always fall on Tom and Draco .

"Merlin, why does Dumbledore always look in this direction?" Kasim turned his white porcelain teacup into pink with a trembling of his hand, and he quickly changed the color back, "What the hell did you two do? What about God's wrath? Did Dumbledore take care of him like this?"

Both Tom and Draco kept their mouths shut, who knew what Dumbledore was thinking, every time Draco saw his eyes twinkling behind the glasses, Draco felt terribly uncomfortable all over.

Devlin on the side looked at Kassim in confusion, and asked with a puzzled face, "What's the matter? Didn't you hand in the homework for the Transfiguration class?"

"...Devlin, have you forgotten that Tom and Draco are two nerds in Slytherin? How can you not hand in your homework?" Kasim grinned and winked at Devlin.

"It's you two, watch your teacups." Draco interrupted their conversation dissatisfied.

After the Transfiguration class was a History of Magic class, Draco spent the whole class time to finish the homework for the Transfiguration class.Because he will participate in the first Quidditch training soon, he doesn't want to spend a lot of time doing homework after training.

After dinner, Draco went back to his bedroom to get his broomstick, and then went down to the Quidditch pitch accompanied by Kassim and Devlin.According to Devlin and Kassim, they want to watch Draco's first training, which is a very meaningful thing, and they want to record it all.

Tom didn't go, because he went to the library again, and Draco knew he was still looking up about the Gaunts.

After Devlin and Kassim cast a warming spell on themselves, they went to the stands with the camera in their hands, while Draco was dragged by Singleton to the lounge of the Quidditch field, and the rest of the Slytherin team The players are already sitting in the waiting room.

Singleton pushed Draco forward and said loudly, "This is our new Seeker, I think you all know him, Draco Malfoy."

As soon as the voice fell, there was applause in the practice room. Different from the reserved applause of Slytherin during the sorting, every team member was enthusiastic. They shook hands and hugged Draco one by one to express their welcome.

Singleton clapped his hands for silence, then looked at Draco and asked, "Draco, have you ever played Quidditch before? Or, do you know anything about Quidditch?"

Because Draco's current identity is an orphan who grew up in a Muggle orphanage, Singleton asked worriedly.

"Senior, I know Quidditch very well, so there's no need to worry about that." Draco replied proudly with his head raised high.

Singleton was very satisfied, and after he said some precautions, he led all the players out of the waiting room. Today is the first time Draco has participated in training, so his training content is to observe the actions of his teammates, and Singleton would release the Snitch for Draco to try and catch.

As soon as he entered the Quidditch field, Draco heard cheers from the stands.It was Devlin and Kasim, who were waving to Draco with their cameras up.

Watching the movements of the two, Draco suddenly had the illusion that he was in a match.

"Hey, it looks like your kids are here to cheer for you." Singleton put his arm on Draco's shoulder, "Oh, when I first joined the team, my friends also came to help I'm working hard, but I'm not as serious as your friend, and I brought a camera."

"Come on Singleton, back then they came to see you make a fool of yourself." It was Dilisa Abbott, the team's hitter.Di Lisa has golden curly hair, but now it is neatly coiled behind her head, and there are a few freckles on her fair face.

Hearing Di Lisa's ridicule, Singleton made a horrified expression, "Don't expose my lies, Di Lisa, this is not what a lady should do."

Di Lisa laughed loudly while waving the bat in her hand. "A lady wouldn't do such a thing, Singleton."

The people in the team seemed to be used to Di Lisa's appearance. After rolling their eyes, they got on their broomsticks and rose into the air.

And Singleton released both the Snitch and the Bludger, "Draco, fly in the air first, get used to your new broom, and then prepare to try to catch the Snitch. training content."

Draco nodded, and mounted the Comet 180 that Abraxas had given him.To be honest, Draco didn't like this broom very much, he always felt that he couldn't fly, it was slow.He wants to see his Nimbus 2001 even more, but he has no choice now. The best broom in 1938 is probably the Comet 180.

The rest of the team was doing drills, passing the Quaffle around.

Draco flew in the air for a while, but he didn't find the shadow of the golden snitch, so he flew near the stands.

"Hey, Draco, look here!" Devlin yelled, and clicked the shutter when Draco turned his head. "Oh, I will help you take pictures for every game in the future, and then organize the photos together. It's so handsome."

Draco rolled his eyes, he thought Devlin could be childish sometimes.

"How does it feel to join the team?" Kasim asked with a grin as he watched Draco flying through the air on his broom.

Draco squinted his gray-blue eyes, as if enjoying something, "It's amazing!"