Dark Lord, please let go

After the school-opening feast, Tom watched Draco follow the Slytherin prefects out of the dining room, and watched him disappear from his sight before he turned to look at Dumbledore beside him.

"What's the matter, Professor Dumbledore?"

"Thank you, Merlin, it's a pleasure to meet you at Hogwarts." Dumbledore's blue eyes flickered behind the half-moon-shaped eyes, and his loving eyes seemed to be looking at his most satisfied student. "How long has passed, oh, I can't remember some things when I'm old."

Tom pursed his lips uncomfortably. Even though the relationship with Dumbledore had improved now, he still couldn't get used to the way the professor looked at him.

"Come to my office, we need to have a good chat, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Although Tom was reluctant, he followed Dumbledore to his headmaster's office. This was Tom's first visit to the headmaster's office at Hogwarts.The office is a spacious circular room. On the wall of the room is a portrait of the vice principals. In it, Tom sees the portrait of Principal Armando Dippet, who is dozing off in the painting. .

The phoenix named Fawkes was standing on a tall gilded perch without much energy. It glanced at Tom who walked in with Dumbledore, and then closed his eyes again.

"Oh, look who I saw, Tom Riddle."

Tom turned his head following the sound and saw the sorting hat on the table.The hat was the same as when he first saw it, still dirty and tattered.

"Oh, I knew when you wore me, you have the blood of Salazar in your body."

"So you sorted me into Slytherin?" Tom squinted his scarlet eyes, looking at the nagging Sorting Hat.

"Actually, you are also very suitable for Ravenclaw. As I said to Draco Malfoy, you are both hungry for knowledge, but your blood is destined to go to Slytherin, which can bring you glory."

Hearing the words of the Sorting Hat, Tom raised the corners of his mouth. No wonder Draco spent so long in sorting. It turned out that this broken hat planned to assign him to Ravenclaw. Tom could even think of Draco. Ke has a choked expression on his face.

"It seems that you have a good chat with the Sorting Hat, Tom." Dumbledore pointed to the sofa chair, and then sat down on the sofa chair opposite. "Would you like some cockroach piles, oh, how long have we not seen each other?"

Dumbledore sat on the sofa chair opposite Tom, showing a wise smile that Tom was familiar with, but this smile was particularly unpleasant to Tom. "I'm Lauder now, I thought you'd remember this, Professor Dumbledore."

Tom suppressed his anger and corrected Dumbledore, the damned old bee knew how much he hated the name Tom.

"Oh, of course, but there are only two of us now." Smiling, Dumbledore dug a spoonful of lemon cake from the tea table and stuffed it into his mouth, and then Tom saw a chapter of tangled faces as expected . "Tom, I can see you here, it seems that your experiment was very successful."

Hearing Dumbledore's words, Tom nodded reluctantly, he smiled and tried to make his expression look more sincere, "Of course, Professor, you have helped me a lot, otherwise it would be very difficult for me to complete that experiment. "

"Most of it is your own idea Tom." Dumbledore couldn't help laughing after seeing the expression on Tom's face. "You met Draco? Oh, I think he must be freaking out..."

Speaking of Draco, Tom also pursed his lips and laughed, "I'm afraid he thinks I've become an old man, or—" Tom paused for a moment, with a slightly unnatural expression on his face, but only for a moment, he casually shrugged She shrugged, as if all the emotions just now were hallucinations. "None of what he's worried about is going to come true anyway, and I'm looking forward to him finding out, it's going to be interesting."

"I'm afraid Draco isn't expecting this, you really don't want to have a bite Tom?"

Following Dumbledore's words, Tom looked at the coffee table, where there were several kinds of Honeybee candies, such as Zizibee Candy, Cockroach Pile, Lemon Cake Treasure and Pumpkin Pie. After hesitating for a moment, Tom still decided to refuse Dumbledore. Lido's kindness, "Thank you, Professor, you're welcome."

In the days that followed, Tom didn't find Draco except in the dining room. He seemed to have devoted himself to his studies at the beginning of the semester and stayed in the library for a long time, but Tom knew that was just the surface, and I'm afraid it might be a sign of him. Draco was looking up all kinds of information in horror, in order to understand what happened in the past 60 years.

With the beginning of the Defense Against the Dark Arts course, Tom also began to get busy. Becoming a professor at Hogwarts has been his long-cherished wish, but now Tom finds that he is not very satisfied, because in his class he cannot see the Germans. Laco's figure.

Until Thursday morning...

Tom walked into the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor with his textbook under his arm. The moment he entered the room, Tom saw Draco sitting among a group of Slytherin students. His platinum head was very conspicuous in the crowd. .

"Good morning, I think everyone should already know me, so I won't waste time introducing myself." Tom stood on the podium and glanced at all the students in the room.

When he glanced at the Slytherin girl next to Draco, Tom felt a little familiar, as if it was the little girl standing with Draco on the platform.Casually looking away, Tom began his first defense against the dark arts as a newborn Slytherin.

Tom didn't pay attention to Draco on purpose throughout the class, but he could feel Draco's gaze on him, and it didn't disappear until the end of the class.

Tom went to the library after finishing his lunch. He knew that Draco would go to the library during the rest time every day. If he went to the library now, he would be able to see Draco.

The library was so quiet that even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly. Tom greeted the librarian, Mrs. Alma Pince, and then walked to the rows of bookshelves. On the chair next to the fifth-to-last bookshelf, Tom expected to find Draco who was looking down at the book carefully. There were quills and rolls of parchment scattered on the table, as well as stacks of magic books that were obviously not in the scope of first-year teaching.

Tom raised his eyebrows, casually scooped up a book from the bookshelf and walked to Draco's side. The moment he sat down, Draco raised his head in astonishment.

"... Lauder?" Draco stared dumbfounded at the person sitting next to him suddenly, and after Tom gradually raised his eyebrows, Draco added reluctantly, "Professor."

"Doing homework?" Tom raised the corners of his lips, watching Draco calmly close the extracurricular book and put it on the top of the stack of books, then pulled out another magic book, opened it, Scoop up the quill, spread out the parchment, all in one go.

"Yes, Professor, I'm looking for reference books on Defense Against the Dark Arts." Draco turned his face away, his gray-blue eyes looked at the reference books in his hand.

Tom's gaze fell on the reference book in Draco's hand, obviously he didn't believe a word Draco said.But Tom didn't say much, just sat there, greedily watching Draco's every move.Given that Tom had been without Draco's company for the past few years, time was all the more precious now.

"hiss……"

With Draco's force, another mark was drawn on the parchment. Draco glanced at Professor Lauder who was staring at him unscrupulously, and then calmly changed another piece of parchment.

Tom's smile became more meaningful, but Draco continued to stare at the magic book in his hand without squinting, ignoring Tom at all, which made Tom, who was looking forward to meeting Draco, feel a little annoyed.

Regardless of whether Draco would be annoyed, Tom stretched out his hand and pulled out the magic book under Draco's nose. It was a book about Defense Against the Dark Arts, but it seemed that the content was more suitable for students above the second grade. student.

"If you are writing Defense Against the Dark Arts homework, this book is not suitable for you." Tom squinted his eyes, staring at the line of notes that Draco had just read carefully, "This book is more suitable for second-year students, Draco."

The moment Tom finished speaking, he could clearly feel the anger emanating from the person sitting next to him, but it was well concealed by Draco.

"Professor Lauder, I can complete my homework independently."

Tom watched Draco smirk at himself, and raised his chin proudly, "It's just a first-year homework, I don't think it will cause me any trouble, and I don't need extra guidance from the professor."

Draco's jaw seemed to have some kind of magic, and Tom wanted to pinch the pointed chin to stop him from twisting in other directions, but he didn't do that, and Tom didn't want to scare Draco away yet. "You have just learned the Defense Against the Dark Arts course Draco, and you have just entered school, so the professor should guide you."

Then, as Tom expected, Draco gave a startled look, like he'd heard some sort of joke.Tom saw Draco give himself a quick look in the face, and then rudely stuff all the parchment and quills on the table into his schoolbag.

"I think I'm going back to the common room, goodbye Professor."

There was some kind of gnashing of teeth in the tone, and Tom had no doubt that Draco's mood was on the verge of explosion at this time, "Goodbye Draco, if you have any questions, welcome to my office."

The moment Draco turned around, Tom saw clearly the stack of books Draco was holding, all of which were records of major magical events in the twentieth century.