HP told my dad to hit you after school

Tom Riddle stood at the door of the girls' bathroom on the second floor, vigilant around, and after making sure no one was peeping, he stepped into the girls' bathroom.

As a strong-willed person and a descendant of Slytherin, Tom really worked hard to find the legendary chamber of secrets. He traveled all corners of Hogwarts, and even discovered the Room of Requirement by accident, but he just couldn’t find it. Find the secret room.

It is impossible for him to give up.He carefully checked all the places he had been to, and finally, he realized that he had never visited the women's bathroom.

... He is not a pervert, why did he go into the women's restroom to find a secret room!

Besides, is Salazar Slytherin a pervert who built the Chamber of Secrets in the women's bathroom? !

Despite his deep belief in the character of his ancestors, Tom went to the women's bathroom to explore once.

"..." He had mixed feelings about the S-shaped logo on the faucet.

It's really possible that his ancestor was a pervert who built the secret room in the women's toilet!

Tom wiped his face, strengthened his belief, then faced the faucet, and said in snake language:

【Open. 】

Something magical happened.In the washbasin, a pipe entrance that can accommodate a grown man was rumbled open, leading to the bottomless underground.Tom looked around, the bottom of the pipe was dark and even smelly.

It's so embarrassing, but I still have to go on.

The top student Tom added 5 protective spells to himself without thinking, and also conjured a bubble wrap to wrap himself to prevent unknown things in the pipe from getting dirty.

He only has this school uniform, which is so expensive.

Tom made up his mind (he had been wavering, to be honest, ever since he found out that the Chamber of Secrets was built in the women's bathroom), and jumped down the pipe holding his nose.

It smells so dirty ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

Tom stepped on the thin bones of countless mice, holding a yew wand with a fluorescent tip, and cautiously approached the figure lying motionless on the ground in front of him.

He raised his wand and saw clearly the man lying on the ground of the chamber.

It was a girl in a Slytherin uniform.

Still a little girl.

Appears to pass out.

Tom approached slowly, guarding against a possible sneak attack at any moment, and saw the girl's face clearly.

Tom gasped.

... A version of him was placed in the secret room!

This is a female version of Tom Riddle!

Except for the long hair and soft facial features, this girl has almost the same face as him, even the corners of the mouth that are naturally turned down and the hairline that is beautifully pointed!

Could it be that the function of the Chamber of Secrets is to create a sexual twist for the heir of Slytherin? !

Tom approached the girl cautiously, and poked her in the face with his wand.

The girl smacked her mouth and moved her arm.Tom was so startled that he nearly fell unconscious.But the girl just stretched her waist with crackling bones, and then slowly opened her eyes.

Tom stared at her warily.

The girl looked at him blankly.

【Who are you? ] Tom asked in snake language, trying to soften his tone.

The girl slowly widened her eyes, passed him, and glanced around the decoration of the secret room: [... I am in the secret room? 】

【Do you know the Chamber of Secrets? ] Tom's heart sank.

【Father, why are you in the secret room? What are you doing at school? 】The girl looked at him again, tilted her head, 【...... Have you gone for hyaluronic acid?Why does it feel like my face is so much softer.Did you dig out your old school uniform?Are you busy with the cultural festival and want to come back to experience campus life again? 】

【……father?what do you call me 】Tom's face darkened, and he realized that things were not simple.

The girl ignored him, but showed the same disgust as him: [Ah, what's going on, why am I lying on the floor of the secret room!God is hot and dirty!Dad, give me a hand and I want to get up. 】

Tom was startled by the girl's familiarity and closeness to him.

At last he reached out with his hand that was not holding the wand, and pulled the little girl up.The little girl got up and took out her wand from her pocket. Tom pointed it at her vigilantly, but the little girl just gave herself a "clean up".

[How many times have I told Ricardo, you should throw away the bones after eating, and don't just throw them on the ground at the entrance. 】The little girl patted the school uniform behind her, turned around and gave Tom a look, 【Dad, please help me see if my back is dirty. 】

【Not dirty. 】Tom actually said so casually, and then was startled again by his own defenselessness.

Could it be that this little girl who has not realized the situation is really——

his daughter? !

How can it be!

He is an unmarriageist!

Still a DINK!

【Dad, what's wrong with you, you didn't even tell me when you came to school. 】The little girl still looked out of the situation, and took his hand very skillfully.Tom struggled instinctively, but was immediately suppressed by the girl pinching his palm.

How strange, how did she know that he was most afraid of being pinched, and his itchy flesh was all in the palm of his hand.

Tom was already half convinced that the girl was his daughter.

He thought, could it be that the Chamber of Secrets is a space-time warp, either the girl came to his era, or he came to the girl's era.

[I am now 16 years old. 】Tom finally chose this way of testing.

[Oh, 16. 】The little girl led him into the depths of the secret room, 【Okay, role-playing? 16-year-old dad, why are you here at school? 】

[...I mean,] Tom stopped the car abruptly, pulled the little girl back, and made her face him, [I am now 16-year-old Tom Riddle, still in the sixth year of Hogwarts, no daughter . 】

[…] The little girl looked stunned, [Father, have you even thought about your pseudonym?But you have the face of the past, the whole school knows you. 】

Tom was convinced.He began to doubt the girl's blood connection with him again, he didn't have a daughter with such a touching IQ.

【Who are you? 】He shook off her hand and asked coldly, 【Why did you appear in the secret room?Why do you speak Parseltongue, and why do you call me "Daddy"? 】

The little girl froze in place.

【...Isn't it 1972 now? ] She asked in disbelief, 【Am I a time-traveling physique? ! ? ! 】

[It is now 1945. ] Tom gripped his wand tightly.

The little girl's complexion was very pretty and changed several times.

Finally, she let out a long breath.

【I am your future daughter. After feeding Ricardo—the basilisk—in the secret room, I lost consciousness inexplicably. 】The little girl looked unhappy, 【My name is Isabella Laitlin. 】

[Tom Riddle. ] Tom looked at her cautiously, 【You...why is your surname Slytherin? 】

Yisha originally wanted to say that it was because of your secondary illness, but she held her breath and said: 【……Because you changed your name. 】

Tom's whole face lit up: [Changed name?I found my wizard family? 】

Isa was stunned for a moment, apparently not expecting that the 16-year-old Voldemort hadn't found the Gaunts yet, so she had to brutally shatter his fantasy: [You found it, it's your grandpa's family, but they're all dead.You later changed your name to—]

Issa took out her wand, and she was eager to play a dick that she played in 1992 in Diary.

"TOM.MARVOLO.RIDDLER" appeared in the air in golden letters, Isa swung her wand lightly, and the letters changed into: "IAMLORDVOLDEMORT"

Tom was visibly stunned, and then he looked ecstatic: "I'm knighted?"

"...No, I guess it's just because you think it's so handsome."

"Voldemort is a French name!" Tom was extremely satisfied with the name, "Take it apart and fly away from death!"

...the same aesthetics.thought Isa.

"Then you still don't have a last name Voldemort," Tom pointed out.

Isa was weak: "Because you monopolize the most handsome name."

Tom suddenly found it silly to struggle with names, and he should have asked something else.

"What's the matter with you?" He began to look at her appearance carefully, "Did I get married later?"

"Nonsense, you don't have any gossip, even though there are witches all over Europe who want to have something to do with you." Isa said, "You probably created me by some method."

Nor did Tom see any trace of anyone else in her face.

It was strange, perhaps, that it was blood, that Tom, a suspicious man, should believe that she was his future daughter.Because of the mysterious space-time distortion of the Chamber of Secrets, he came to his era.

"What happened to me after...?" Tom was most concerned about this.

"As the Minister of Magic, he is supported by the whole country, and he is currently planning to unify Europe." Isa suppressed the desire to roll her eyes.

Tom was strangely unhappy: "But now I want to be a Dark Lord like Grindelwald, and politics is not suitable for me."

"Who knows why you changed your mind." Isa herself wondered why her father didn't become the Dark Lord anymore.

Tom was determined to find out why.

"Did you just say the basilisk?" Tom looked into the depths of the secret room. "In the secret room, is there a basilisk?"

Isa slammed her mouth, thinking that Ricardo might not know her, she felt sad, "Yes, I named it Ricardo. Did I call it out?"

Tom closed his eyes subconsciously, of course Xueba knew what kind of creature the basilisk was.

Isa went to hold Tom's hand silently, Tom closed his eyes, resisted for a while, and let her hold it.

The daughter's hands are small and soft, it seems that she is well raised.

[Open it, the key that contains the power of darkness!I order you as the heir of Slytherin - the seal is broken! 】

[Is this the original password? ] Tom asked in shock, eyes still closed.

Yisha cheated seriously: [Yes!Not to mention that this basilisk will not come out. 】

Tom: Ahhhh Salazar Slytherin is really a pervert! ! !

The familiar tremor of heavy objects falling to the ground, and the sound of crawling large animals approaching.Isa didn't say anything. In this era, Ricardo belongs to her father.

[Close your eyes. ] Tom ordered.

The basilisk closed its eyes obediently, and gave Tom and Isa, who was still smelling of roast chicken, his head, almost knocking them down.

Tom opened his eyes, touched the basilisk, and there was a look of fanaticism in his eyes: [I will take you to wipe out the mudbloods in the school——]

Yisha quickly interrupted him: [Then what should I do, shall I go out with you?It seems to me that I won't be able to go back in a short time. Do I want to go to school with you? 】

Tom's thoughts were interrupted.He turned his head, looked at the little girl whose head had just reached his shoulder, and hesitated.

...It's the Christmas holiday now, and he sneaked out of the dormitory at night to find the secret room when there were not many people left in the school. Although the school is less crowded now, it's not that there are no people.Is it some kind of ethical drama to bring back a girl who looks exactly like him at night?

"We can go to the headmaster." Tom thought for a while and said, "The headmaster is very accommodating. You can study in Slytherin first, and then slowly find a way back."

Tom still wanted to hear about his heroic deeds in the future when he became a minister.

Isa subconsciously thought that the principal was Dumbledore, and thought that he didn't like you very much, what an accommodation, she didn't realize until a second later that the principal of this era is not Dumbledore.

Isa actually likes Dumbledore very much and trusts him very much.

It is estimated that the young and vigorous Tom knew that he would be angry.

"What time is it now, is it still too late to find the principal?"

Tom has an old pocket watch with him.He glanced at the time: "It's half an hour before the curfew, let's hurry up."

Forcibly forgot to bring the basilisk to kill.

Ricardo led them out of the secret room.Isa hurriedly cleaned them up.

"Your magic level is very good, better than the fourth graders." Tom praised.

Yisha was very proud: "That's right, Dad, you taught me well!"

Tom is still very comfortable being patted on the future's ass.

They were standing at the exit of the secret room of the Room of Requirement on the eighth floor, and Isa suddenly sneezed.

"What month is it now?" Isa sniffed, "It's so cold..."

Tom smoothly put a warming spell on her, hesitated for a moment, and put the scarf he had brought just in case on the little girl in summer school uniform: "It's Christmas vacation now."

"Our final exam is almost here." Isa, who suddenly came from summer to winter, warmed up a lot, "Dad, you are so kind!"

Tom gave a "huh" and led her to the principal's office.

"Our headmaster is Dippet now," Tom said without any honorifics, "a wizened old man who will like you if you show him obedience, politeness, and great talent."

Isa said "Oh".

"I think he must not have lived long enough for you to go to school." Tom looked down at Isa, she was short, and he could see the same curls on the top of her head as his—"Three."

"Yes, our headmaster is Dumbledore - what three...?"

After Tom pushed Isa into the statue by the corridor, the sound of footsteps came from the corner ahead. Tom looked back at Isa nervously. Cast a disillusionment spell.

A man with long auburn hair came around the corner holding a magical gas lamp.

"Curfew is half an hour away, Tom, why are you wandering around Gryffindor Tower?"

It's Dumbledore.

"I have something important to see the principal, Professor." Tom put on a gentle look.

Dumbledore stared at Tom with his characteristic penetrating eyes: "Well, I hope you go to bed quickly after the end. Even though it's a holiday, you should maintain a good schedule."

Like what her former homeroom teacher would say.Isa thought, holding her breath and not moving.

Dumbledore walked in the other direction, and Tom waited for a while before leading Isa out.

"He became the headmaster?" Tom looked gloomily in the direction Dumbledore was leaving, "Did you ever make things difficult for him at school?"

"Make things difficult? No." Isa shook her head. "He was very kind to me. He would send me Christmas presents when I was a child, but I didn't see him much after I went to school."

"I think he will also be the headmaster." Tom looked annoyed, "Professor Dumbledore is really amazing. He can take winter and summer vacations in front of the professor, and other professors have summer vacations. He went to Germany to challenge him during last summer vacation." A Dark Lord..."

"The time when we defeated Grindelwald?" Isa didn't expect, "My God, I'm so close to the historical event——do you want candy?"

What sugar?Tom bowed his head, and Isa stuffed a handful of honey bee into his palm.Isa looked at him with a smile.

"I don't eat candy." Tom refused, but slipped the candy into his pocket, "He's so nice to you... Could it be that something happened between me and him in the future?"

"I don't know, but Dad, you don't like Professor Dumbledore very much in the future."

"Of course." Tom snorted, this will not change no matter what!

When they reached the door to the headmaster's office with the gargoyle, Tom cleared his throat and said to the statue, "Achilles."

The door slammed open.

Isa followed Tom up the spiral staircase, a little surprised: "Daddy, you know the password!"

A somewhat proud smile appeared on Tom's face: "Because I'm a prefect."

Isa felt that it was true: "I knew it! My father has always been so powerful, the prefect, the male chairman of the student union, and all O in OWLS and O in NEWS—"

"The male chairman of the student union?" Tom thought for a while, "Well, indeed, I can definitely do it... here it is."

They stopped in front of the office door, and Tom knocked lightly.A feeble voice from inside the door said, "Come in."

Headmaster Dippet is a shriveled little old man, and he obviously couldn't believe the statement that Isa traveled through time and space to Hogwarts and was picked up by her father.

"You can tell by our appearance." Tom looked excited and confused, "Isa doesn't seem to be able to go back in the short term..."

"I think this needs to be contacted by the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic. They are the ones who have to deal with the matter of time." Dippet's eyes widened, looking back and forth between Isa and Tom, "But, but this lady , how do you prove that you are from 1972?"

Isa clearly has a plan in mind: "Do you have a Pensieve here?"

Isa picked up a strand of memory from her temple with the tip of her wand and dropped it into the Pensieve.A phantom sitting on a chair and reading a newspaper slowly rises from the basin.Tom clenched his fingers, and he could tell—it was him as an adult.

Voldemort was handsome, mature, and possessed a commanding air that made him look convincing even while reading a newspaper at the breakfast table.

Newspaper headlines were the inaugural address of the new minister Voldemort.

"Today we are entertaining a friend of mine," Voldemort flipped through the newspaper and said to Isa, who was off-camera, "he is the Minister of Magic of Germany."

Dippet looked at Tom, who would become the Minister of Magic in the future, with gratified eyes. Tom tried to suppress his pride and excitement.

Voldemort, who was reading the newspaper, slowly disappeared, and then another figure spun up.

It was Dumbledore with white beard and white hair, wearing a purple star sequined robe.

"Isabella is already this big," he smiled and used his magic wand to transform a snowflake bubble and gave it to Isa outside the camera. "Does Tom like the candy I sent?"

Tom tried his best not to make a bad face.

Isa picked the memory back.Dippet heaved a long sigh and rubbed his temples: "It seems that Miss Riddle can only be allowed to stay at Hogwarts temporarily. What grade are you in now?"

"Second year, professor." Isa said respectfully, without refuting his wrong surname.

"I will help you complete the admission procedures as soon as possible." Dippet glanced at the sorting hat on the shelf. "You shouldn't need to be sorted again."

"But there is one more problem." Dippet looked at the father and daughter, one tall and one short, "You...you can't address the outside world as father and daughter, it will cause trouble."

Tom's mind moved quickly: "She's my sister."

Isa: ...that's a poor generation.

"You can live in the Slytherin dormitory temporarily." Dippet looked at his watch, "It's almost curfew, you go back to sleep."

"Three what?" Isa asked as she followed Tom back to the Slytherin common room.

Tom was a little surprised, thought for a while, and realized that he had said this to Isa before meeting Dumbledore, but she didn't expect her to remember.

Tom stretched out his hand, hesitating, but obediently, rubbing the top of Isa's head: "You have three hair spinners just like me."

Isa raised her head and gave Tom a bright smile: "I'm the happiest to hear you say I look like you."

"However," Tom put down his hand after kneading enough, "it will be difficult to address us in the future."

"I don't want to call you brother, and I won't call you Tom," Isa said quickly, nonsense, calling him Tom in Voldemort's face would be like death, "I call you..."

They stopped in front of the Slytherin common room, and Isa took Tom by the hand, calling him solemnly and sweetly:

"Lord"

Tom: "...Isa, Lord is not my future name. It's just a title."

Isa: "Hey hey hey, I thought you would like this kind of honorific. What about my master, Goshukin Sama (Japanese master), McLeod..."

Tom: "Am I retarded? Let my daughter call me master or lord?"

"Then what will I call you?" Isa was discouraged.

Tom thought about it quietly, and thought of his future name that he liked very, very much, Voldemort.

He said, "You can call me Voldy."

Yisha's eyes widened like a ghost: ... What a weird name set by a fan!Dad, are you alright now? !

"I'll call you brother. Bro." She collapsed on Tom, "Brother~"

"Get up for me." Tom opened the door to the common room expressionlessly, "I have a hundred ways to keep you from getting along in Slytherin."

Tom Good Day Happy Father My daughter knocked on cute Riddle, hugged the sleepy Isa, and walked to her dormitory.

Hmph, it's all because he can't get into the girls' dormitory, and he doesn't want his daughter to find an empty dormitory and sleep miserably all night. It's not because he wants to sleep with her!

–TBC–

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To be continued.

The Tom here is the original appearance of the diary Mr. Ben who has been dreaming of countless heroines... cute little prefect ∧q∧

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