Dark Lord, please let go

After Draco returned to the room, Dumbledore's face kept flashing in his head, and the young Dumbledore and Dumbledore who fell from the Astronomy Tower kept swapping in his head.

Although Dumbledore's death had nothing to do with Draco, it was planned by Dumbledore, he just received the task of the Dark Lord, but when he saw Dumbledore's face again, he found No, he couldn't completely distance himself from Dumbledore's death. As long as he saw Dumbledore's face, Draco would think of him falling from the Astronomy Tower like a broken doll.

Tom looked strangely at Draco, who had been absent-minded since he entered the door, and he could make Draco show such an expression|It's not easy, he knows how much Draco pays attention to his image, except when he just woke up in the morning, Never being rude to anyone.

"Draco?"

Hearing Tom's voice, Draco came back to his senses completely. He didn't want to show his powerlessness in front of the Dark Lord. He put on his usual arrogance and raised his chin and said, "The professor from Hogwarts is here. will come."

"Oh? Did you see him? What kind of person?" Tom became interested. Ever since he knew he was a wizard, he had longed for the magical world.

Draco narrowed his gray-blue eyes, "He is a person with a weird aesthetic—" he said with a bit of reluctance on his expression, "—and a wise person."

Tom glanced at him lightly, then smirked and said, "I can see from your expression that you don't think so."

"Maybe, anyway, you'll see him in a while." Dracola said in a long and mean tone.

When Tom saw Dumbledore, he had to admit that Draco's judgment was correct.Dumbledore followed Mrs. Cole, conspicuous in his fuchsia velvet suit, tall and thin, with long auburn hair and beard, and blue eyes twinkling behind half-moon-shaped eyes.

After Dumbledore came in, he said to the two of them, "My dear children, I am Albus Dumbledore, a professor at Hogwarts, and I am here to invite you two to go to Hogwarts to study."

Having said that, he turned to Mrs. Cole outside the door and said, "Madam, I want to talk to the two children alone."

"Of course." Mrs. Cole took one last look at Draco, and then closed the door intimately before leaving.

Dumbledore sat down on the stool casually, then winked at Draco and Tom, "Children, I think you should have discovered the difference between yourself and others."

With a faint smile on Tom Riddle's face, he didn't answer, but looked at Draco aside.If Draco hadn't recognized the true nature of the Dark Lord, he would have been fooled by Tom's warm smile.

He glanced at Tom, then dragged the aria, "Yes sir, we know we're a little bit different from the others, like making cups fly or something." Tom chuckled at the word 'cup'.

Draco gave him a savage look, and Tom's laugh reminded him of his poor broken wand.

Dumbledore's eyes flickered twice, and he waved his hands at the two of them kindly, gesturing them to sit down, "Children, I have to tell you that you are about to go to Hogwarts to go to school, if you agree."

Tom Riddle continued to remain silent. He made up his mind not to take the initiative to talk to the professor from Hogwarts. He could imagine that Mrs. Cole must have told the professor that he was a monster.

Seeing that Tom didn't speak, Draco could only bite the bullet and take Dumbledore's words, Merlin, he is not in the mood to contact Dumbledore at all right now. "Hogwarts?"

"Yes children," Dumbledore went on to explain, "you are different because you two are little wizards, and Hogwarts is a school of wizardry. Now, children, tell me about the two of you Do you agree to study at Hogwarts?"

"Why not?" Draco raised his eyebrows and smirked. He could finally leave this damn Muggle orphanage. He was too happy to agree, so how could he disagree.

"So, you are Draco Malfoy?" Dumbledore smiled at Draco.

Draco nodded. The genetics of the Malfoy family are very strong, and the children of each generation look similar. It is normal for Dumbledore to recognize himself.

"Do you know who your parents are? Are they wizards?" Dumbledore's eyes flickered behind his half-moon glasses, as if seeing right through Draco.

"No!" Draco said hurriedly, "They're dead and gone!" His eyes were cold with resistance, he didn't want to mention his parents to Dumbledore at all, "They're just like ordinary people."

Without his parents at this time, they hadn't been born yet, even if Draco looked exactly like the Malfoys, it wouldn't solve the problem, he couldn't go back to Malfoy Manor, forever.Draco had been resisting thinking about it, he was no longer a recognized child of the Malfoys, he was now a helpless orphan.

Apparently Draco's resistance prevented Dumbledore's question from continuing, he smiled at Draco comfortingly, "Then I want to talk to Tom Riddle alone, can you go out first, Draco .”

"Speak alone?" Draco squinted at Tom who was sitting next to him, and then frowned, "Sir, I'm Tom's...friend, I think Tom won't mind me knowing what you said."

"Of course not." Tom smiled at Draco, then nodded.

"If you insist..." Dumbledore gave the two children a cautious look, "Tom, I think you have something in your wardrobe that doesn't belong to you."

Following Dumbledore's words, the wardrobe in the room began to shake violently, as if a Boggart was about to rush out of the wardrobe.But Draco knew that there were extra toys Tom got from those Muggle kids in the closet, and he didn't really like those toys, he was just getting revenge on the Muggle kids for calling him a monster.

Tom Riddle's face turned pale, and Dumbledore said calmly, "I think you should return these things to their owners and apologize. Hogwarts does not allow theft, and I must warn you. "

"Wait a minute, sir!" Draco finally understood why the future Dark Lord would hate Dumbledore. Although he didn't agree with Tom using magic to frighten lowly Muggles, Dumbledore asked directly Tom's behavior is also very problematic.He interrupted Dumbledore sharply, "Sir, why don't you ask Tom why he did this?"

Dumbledore shifted his eyes to Draco's face, and he said disapprovingly: "I believe that his previous magic loss was unintentional, but the act of stealing is his own choice, no matter what time it is. This kind of behavior should not exist, Hogwarts can expel a student, if he can't get rid of this problem, then he will be severely punished."

Hearing Dumbledore's words, Draco's expression became indifferent, he raised his chin and sneered, "Sir, although I don't agree with Tom's childish behavior, it is understandable. If someone dares to point at my nose and scold I am a monster, and I will find a chance to punish slightly."

Draco wanted to say something else, but Tom Riddle stopped him suddenly, "Sir, I understand what you mean, I will return the things to them, is that all right?"

Dumbledore nodded, then took out two leather money bags from his pocket and handed them to Draco and Tom Riddle, "Here is the bursary fund specially provided by Hogwarts, you can use this money to buy textbooks and school robes, but I'm afraid you'll have to buy second-hand for your spellbooks."

Hearing the word 'second-hand goods', Draco clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction.

Dumbledore glanced at Draco meaningfully, "I can take you to Diagon Alley to buy books and school supplies, here is the list."

"No need." Tom Riddle interrupted Dumbledore, "Sir, you just need to give us the list, and Draco and I will go to Diagon Alley by ourselves. We are used to solving things by ourselves."

Hearing this, Dumbledore took out two envelopes from his pocket and handed them to Draco and Tom Riddle, and told them the specific route to the Leaky Cauldron, before saying goodbye to them, "Children See you at Hogwarts."

When Dumbledore finally left, Tom put away the smile on his face. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Draco, "I think you need to explain why you act as ignorant as I am in front of him."

Draco sneered, "Obviously, I don't want to show how much I know about the wizarding world in front of Dumbledore, that's completely unnecessary."

After finishing speaking, Draco took out the robe he wore when he came out from the closet, and put his own five Galleons into the leather purse, "We'd better go to Diagon Alley now, I'll wait Too late to buy my new wand."

By the time the two arrived at the Leaky Cauldron, it was already afternoon.Draco looked at the familiar Leaky Cauldron and couldn't calm down. He finally came back, back to the world he was familiar with. It would be even better if there was no dangerous person by his side.

Draco led Tom Riddle across the Leaky Cauldron to the small walled patio he was familiar with.

Tom Riddle frowned, "This is a dead end."

"No," Draco smirked and pointed to a certain place on the wall, and tapped three times, and at the spot he tapped, all the bricks began to move, revealing a small The hole grew larger and larger until at last a wide archway appeared, and on the other side of the archway a cobbled street could be seen.