Dark Lord, please let go

"That's such a pity, Mr. Malfoy, the new drink from the Duke of Bee tastes good." Dumbledore finished speaking, took a sip from his own glass.

Watching Dumbledore drink the drink that looked strange, Draco couldn't help but twitched his eyebrows, and suddenly felt that his mouth was sticky and uncomfortable.

"Professor, what do you want from me?"

Dumbledore put the cup on the tea table and took out two rolls of parchment with a smile on his face. Draco glanced at one with his usual cursive characters and a big o, "Little Mr. Malfoy, your Transfiguration really surprised me, the paper was very well written. But your friend Mr. Roll (Deverin last name)..."

He opened another roll of parchment in his hand, and Draco saw Devlin's messy writing, some places were stained with black ink, and there was a big p on the top of the parchment.

Sure enough, Dumbledore saw Draco start to frown. He also seemed to have a headache from Devlin's messy homework. "Little Mr. Malfoy, I don't think you would mind helping your friend improve his grades, or improve his handwriting. If his handwriting didn't look so messy, I think he'd get an A."

Oh, hell, I don't want to help Devlin with calligraphy, and I'm not Devlin's grandpa.

"Professor, I think you should write to his parents, or his grandpa about this." Draco suggested with a smirk, he couldn't believe that Dumbledore kept him because of Devlin. handwriting.

"Of course, your proposal is very good, Mr. Malfoy." Dumbledore's expression was not unnatural, as if he didn't hear the sarcasm in Draco's words. "So how is Tom? Still in the library?"

Finally asked what Dumbledore wanted to know.

Draco pursed his lips. To be honest, since the Scarhead Savior defeated the Dark Lord, Draco admired the dead Dumbledore for a certain period of time. He was able to sacrifice his life for the victory of the war.But now, this admiration is gradually disappearing.When he saw Dumbledore warning 11-year-old Tom for no reason, Draco realized that Dumbledore was not the admirable headmaster he later became , he can't treat every student equally, he doesn't believe the current Tom Riddle.

And Tom, I am afraid, will become the feared Dark Lord as Dumbledore thought, crazy and cruel.

"Professor, what do you want to ask?" Draco was suddenly in no mood to continue going around in circles with Dumbledore.

"I met Tom a few times when the curfew was approaching. He was still in the library at that time. Although he should be praised for his love of learning, he should also combine work and rest. Tom doesn't seem to listen to my words. Maybe you can persuade him Advise him."

"Good professor, if it's just this matter, I can promise you right now."

Dumbledore smiled, and still had no intention of letting Draco go back, "Little Mr. Malfoy, I heard from Mr. Malfoy that you returned to Malfoy Manor? Oh, he met me when he went to the Ministry of Magic to apply for your custody, Mentioned it to me."

Why didn't he remember that old Malfoy and Dumbledore had such a good relationship?

Dumbledore obviously didn't need Draco's answer, his colored eyes flickered behind the half-moon lenses, and he continued on his own, "Little Mr. Malfoy, since you are Mr. Malfoy's family , should have gone back to Malfoy Manor from the very beginning, knowing that living in an orphanage is not a good experience."

Draco knew that Dumbledore's words were definitely not pure curiosity, nor was it just small talk, but he subconsciously didn't want to understand the meaning of Dumbledore's words, he didn't want to know what Dumbledore understood. "Yes, the orphanage is terrible, but I didn't know there was a Malfoy Manor at the time." Draco smirked and watched Dumbledore stand up, "If there is nothing wrong, then Professor, I Let's go back first, there is a history of magic in the afternoon."

Coming out of Dumbledore, Draco went straight back to the Slytherin common room. Tom, Devlin, and Kassim were sitting together again, not knowing what they were discussing. Waved at him.

"What are you discussing?" Draco raised his eyebrows, sitting on the sofa in a low mood.

"It's nothing, I just saw Abraxas with a Slytherin girl." Kassim snickered, "What does Professor Dumbledore want from you?"

"Oh..." Draco lifted the corner of his mouth weakly, not wanting to mention Dumbledore at this moment. "Deverin, I think you'd love your grandpa watching you do your homework."

Hearing Draco mention his grandfather, Devlin opened his mouth nervously, "What do you mean, Draco? What's wrong with my grandfather?"

"Oh, hell, Professor Dumbledore said your homework is terrible, congratulations, another P of transfiguration, if you don't want your grandpa to watch you do your homework, then please write your homework neatly. "

"No!" Devlin covered his face as if frightened. "My Transfiguration sucks. My grandpa will kill me."

Draco didn't even have the strength to refute. He leaned on the sofa and watched Kassim and Devlin taunting each other there, neither of them admitting defeat.

"What's wrong with you, Draco?" Tom put down the parchment in his hand, and looked at Draco who had no spirit.Although Draco doesn't like Dumbledore very much like himself, Dumbledore has no ill will towards Draco, and this is Hogwarts again. "Did Professor Dumbledore tell you anything?"

"It's nothing, I just mentioned the homework of transfiguration, and he wanted me to look at Devlin." Draco paused, staring at Tom for a long time, and finally said hesitantly, "Have you been doing this recently?" Did you go to the library? I've been practicing Quidditch and haven't noticed what you've been up to lately."

"No, I haven't been to the library for a long time." Tom shrugged nonchalantly, seeing that Draco didn't seem to mention it casually, he inquired cryptically, "Why did you suddenly mention this?"

"No, I just thought you were still in Chagant." Draco lowered his voice subconsciously. He didn't want to mention Tom's life experience in front of so many people. If possible, he hoped that Tom would find out about his life experience later. At least wait for Abraxas to graduate, and cut off all contact with him.

Unmoved, Tom wrote the last word of the thesis on the parchment, before replying casually, "There's nothing to investigate, Draco. At least, I already know my lineage, that's enough, I'll always know what happens in the future—" Speaking of which, Tom paused, staring at Draco's face with interest, "Today's disarming spell is very proficient, I thought it was only in the third grade Learned spells, Draco, sometimes I really wonder if you're only 12 after all."

Maybe Tom's words were just mentioned casually, but it still made Draco nervous. What he fears most is that others know that he does not belong to this time. If Tom can't be changed, then it is meaningless for him to come here since 1999. He It was not clear if the Dark Lord had really changed, would he be able to go back, but he subconsciously didn't want to think about it, didn't want to explore.

Until today, Tom reminded him that maybe, he should also go to the library to look up information about time travel, or he could get help.

After that, Draco copied Tom's behavior in the last semester. Except for the necessary Quidditch training, he spent most of his time in the library, but there is very little information about time travel. Draco Can't get any meaningful information from the book at all.

And every day Devlin and Kassim would complain to Tom, saying that there was another nerd in Slytherin, and it was enough for Tom to like to stay in the library, why even Draco was in the library now.

Draco dismissed this complaint at all, and now he realizes that he hasn't accomplished anything in the years since he returned to [-]. These years have been completely meaningless, oh, and it's not meaningless , at least he is familiar with the Dark Lord, isn't he?

Draco was very annoyed when he first started to look up the information. He could only find some unimportant descriptions about time sporadically in the book, and time travel was not even mentioned.He couldn't ask Tom and Abraxas for help with the information he was looking for, because he was afraid that Tom would see something from it.

Time flew by when Draco was soaking in the library, and when he was sitting in his box on the Hogwarts Express, he realized that his year at Hogwarts had ended like this.

It was a very peaceful year. There were no trolls who broke into Hogwarts Castle, and no students who were petrified. It was so peaceful that he couldn't believe it.How thrilling he was in the school life before, there were basilisks, dementors, and a group of death eaters, but now...Draco has to admit that the wizarding world without the Dark Lord is very peaceful of.

This is their first summer vacation, Draco will go back to Malfoy Manor with Abraxas, Devlin will be sent to his grandfather's house by his parents, Kasim has made an appointment with his father to go on a trip , while Tom is going to work in Diagon Alley.

This time he didn't take Draco with him, because Mrs. Malfoy would definitely not want her children to work outside all the time.

During the holiday, Draco also had his own arrangements. Since the ring belonged to his father, maybe he would find information about the ring in the Malfoy family's library, and his father would never just leave him alone like this.During the holidays, he will also go to Diagon Alley to see Tom, and by the way, he will go to Turnover Alley to see if there are any dark magic items that can be used.

Draco suddenly found himself short on time, and there were more and more things to do.

As if discovering Draco's urgency, Tom pulled him aside a moment before parting, "You just graduated from the first grade Draco, don't think about putting so many spells into your head, those You have plenty of time to read advanced magic books."

Draco looked at Tom's handsome face for a long time before his expression relaxed, "Of course, I won't drive myself crazy by reading a book, you don't need to worry about that, Tom—" Speaking of which, Draco Coe paused, raised his chin, and said arrogantly: "I allow you to write to me during the holidays, Tom."

"Maybe I won't reply, Draco." Tom chuckled and hugged Draco before leaving, "See you Draco next semester, I hope you won't forget me during a holiday."

"Of course not, please don't doubt it."