197 Lonely Soul, (Special Chapter) Thanks to the leader of the book friend [A Lonely Dog] for the reward
Memories are flowing~~
The endless wails echoed in the depths of the soul, and listening to the sweet and painful screams was simply heartfelt and refreshing.
"Heart-breaking and bone-cutting!"
The light of the curse flickered, illuminating a pale face.
Are you happy? I am very happy. To be happy is to laugh wildly. Don’t care about where you are or what state you are in. Be happy, just laugh and that’s it.
"Grinning and cheering!"
The light of the magic spell flickered, and Anton let out an exclamation of wonder, feeling the joy of the whole world.
No!
I am not Anton.
Endless dark clouds rolled in the stone corridor, and streaks of thunder and lightning snaked through the air.
In the deepest part of the stone corridor, the huge stone door opened slightly, and a king cobra slowly crawled out.
It just wandered freely in the long corridor filled with thunder and lightning, neighing in the face of the dark clouds in the sky, and its body began to expand and change.
Finally, a tall, thin and handsome boy appeared on the spot.
His black hair was neatly styled, his black pupils were full of arrogance and confidence, and the wizard's robe was fluttering as he walked out slowly.
"I'm Tom Marvolo Riddle."
Although he doesn't like the name Tom, it's too common. If you call Tom on any street in Europe, different people will respond.
"Hufflepuff? Nature? Animagus?"
He looked back at the secret room and curled his lips, "A boring inheritance."
Returning to the school kitchen from the fireplace, Tom looked at those ugly creatures huddled in the corner with disgust. He really couldn't believe that the delicious food he ate in the auditorium was made by such filthy things.
I feel a little off-putting.
He originally thought that the magic school would enslave some pitifully weak Muggles to prepare food for them, noble wizards.
At least she should be wearing a decent maid outfit and butler's tuxedo like the ones in.
Although he felt that Muggles were no cleaner than these elves.
His time in the orphanage made him see clearly what the so-called Muggles were like.
Those lowly Muggles always look down upon excellence in others. As long as they show a preference for cleanliness, these disgusting orphans will humiliate and ridicule him crazily, ostracizing him like an alien.
They would pee on his bed to humiliate this clean child and try to drag this mistake back into their dirty world.
The staff at the orphanage would only warn him, "You should learn to be gregarious."
Ha~
How can you be so gregarious? Are you as dirty as them?
Like them, do you like to bully the weak? Like them, do you hate seeing others like reading? Like them, do you go to the street to steal things? Like them, do you stuff your own things into other people's closets to frame yourself as a thief?
Are you as...low as them?
The staff will only trust those people. After all, everyone is talking about the same thing, and he is just a lonely child who doesn't like to talk. He is always punished when he is greeted.
Punishment for washing the toilet, punishment for being hungry, punishment for washing other people's socks...
The ugliness of human nature is the only thing Tom learned in the orphanage.
nausea!
It's so disgusting that I want to destroy everything.
But he knew that there was no need to destroy them. As long as he came there with great power, these people would kneel in front of him obediently and try to kiss the toes of his shoes.
Yes, he knows, these people are so disgusting anyway, and this is their virtue.
He had used his magic to severely punish and torture those Muggles.
Fortunately, he is not actually a Muggle.
But a noble wizard.
Like a god who lives in the clouds and looks down at the ants in the sky.
He pursues magical knowledge crazily, not to become stronger, but just to make his wisdom worthy of his noble status.
But it's a pity that today is a holiday, so I can only temporarily leave this kingdom of gods and return to the dirty mortal world.
Of course, this must be a meaningful summer, because he finally found out the bloodline of the "Marvolo" in his name.
Maybe he will find his true family.
Relatives...
The family he longed for so much.
No one understands how lonely an orphan who has been bullied and ostracized feels. He decides to forgive their abandonment, as long as he has relatives.
Even if you just give him a little bit of love, just pretend.
After all, he didn't dare to expect too much.
All the way up the stairs of Hogwarts Castle, the classmates who met him greeted him one after another.
"Hey, Tom." He smiled and nodded.
"Hey, Riddle." He smiled and nodded.
"Hello, Prefect!" A group of people wearing Slytherin uniforms saluted respectfully. Tom smiled and patted their shoulders and continued walking up.
At this moment, a wizard wearing a three-piece exquisite suit stood at the corner of the stairs. Tom quickly ran in small steps, with excitement in his heart and a little fear, he rushed in front of him and said respectfully
Salute, "Professor Dumbledore!"
However, Dumbledore just stared at him with cold eyes, patted his shoulder gently, and walked down the stairs.
Oh, Tom doesn't mind, Dumbledore always does.
This is what a strong person looks like.
Tom's eyes were filled with admiration.
…
…
This world is so disgusting that it makes you want to vomit!
Tom stared at the so-called uncle in front of him in disbelief. The man who should have rushed over and hugged him tightly said, "My child, I finally found you. It's hard to live alone. You should do it in the future."
"Be with your loved ones" and the like.
Then he will smile brightly, yes, he should smile very brightly.
Then he said, "No, don't bother uncle. I already have a family, and my home is Hogwarts."
But……
not at all!
The man standing in front of them was dirtier than a homeless man. His thick hair was tangled with thick dirt, and the original color could no longer be recognized. Several teeth were missing from his mouth, and two were black.
His little eyes stared in two opposite directions.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "That disgusting little bitch, that sister who is only worthy of being a slave, violated the Slytherin bloodline and secretly secretly
Left this home."
"He actually went to find that Muggle man and used some tricks. Haha, I guess it was either the Imperius Curse or a love potion to make that man elope with him."
"But, hahaha, this woman who was a squib before we were imprisoned may have some magic power, but it is not enough to control that man for a long time."
"He woke up and left this disgusting-looking little bitch."
"Love is so ridiculous."
"You are very handsome, Tom. Haha, you have the same name as your father and the same handsome appearance. You are really still infatuated with that man until your death."
The uncle laughed in a weird way, "Marvolo, it's really ridiculous. This despicable person dares to use her father's name for his son. This is so bad..."
Tom couldn't listen any more.
He waved his wand crisply, "Crush the heart and cut out the bones!"
The light of the curse was like plasma, rushing towards the man from the tip of the staff, and the man let out a shrill wail.
Tom just looked at him quietly, looking at him calmly, "You are not allowed to say that to her. It is right for her to leave you disgusting people. It is also right for her to pursue love. If you like it, you can have it, whether it is a love potion or a robbery."
Soul curse, it’s no big deal.”
"And you are not worthy of being her brother."
The bone-piercing light never stopped for a long time.
Tom's tears quietly flowed down from the corners of his eyes. They were the illusion of all family love. With the tears, they left his body and his mind.
He didn't know why, but when he looked at the man who was roaring shrilly under the Cruciatus Curse, he felt indescribably relieved.
"You only deserve the Cruciatus Curse."
The light of the curse became brighter and brighter, gradually rising to a level of power that Tom had never possessed before. The pleasure brought by sadism was also constantly filling his hollow heart.
Strong?
In exchange for family affection.
Tom raised his head and looked at the sky between the leaves, as if he could see a woman with a blurry face.
"Mother……"
He pursed his lips hard and took a deep breath with all the beautiful fantasies about his mother.
"You like that man, right? Then I will send him over to you."
As he said that, he chuckled and looked down at the so-called uncle, "As for you, you should take some responsibility for your sister, right? You are the one who killed the Riddle family, Morfin Gaunt."
…
…
"child……"
"child……"
"Professor Dumbledore, this is useless, I have a solution."
A high-pitched voice rang in my ears, "Why don't you sleep? You'll have plenty of time to sleep after you die!"
Anton woke up suddenly, opened his eyes, turned over and got up, "Teacher, I was wrong, I will never..."
"Quack, quack, quack." The old wizard pointed at Anton with his left hand, and let out a strange laugh of joy while holding his head in his right hand.
Dumbledore looked at Anton and the old wizard Fiennes with a strange expression.
"!!!!" Anton pointed out his middle finger.
Well, he finally woke up. Anton took a deep breath and turned to look at Dumbledore, "I was almost eroded by his memory and couldn't get out!"
Dumbledore pursed his lips and said, "Thank you."
Anton shrugged, "Just think of it as a reward for taking care of you in the past, Professor Dumbledore, don't expect me to do anything for you in the future!"
Dumbledore smiled slightly and said, "How about you implement the plan? This is not the depth of my soul. I have no way of counteracting the Death Curse."
"!!!" Anton stared at Dumbledore with wide eyes, "Do you think this is compensation? This is not asking me to work for you! If you don't do it, you will look for whoever you want, and you won't be happy to accompany me."
"Well, I thought you would like it. After all, you have a criminal record..."
hehe.
Does having a criminal record mean that this person can only do this kind of thing in his life? Anton couldn't help but think of Tom's childhood memories, sighed slightly, looked at the stubborn Dumbledore, and planned to say something for Tom.
Think about it.
Forget it, Voldemort has cut off all love.
Can not go back.
What's the use of proving that he once longed for beauty.
It would be more practical to kill him. Knowing that he was originally a good person would only affect Dumbledore's speed in drawing the sword.
He just smiled coldly, "It's none of my business!"
Swing the door and leave.
Lao Fu's memory...
Anton is really capable of empathy. He was an orphan in his previous life. How could he not feel the despair of loneliness and disillusionment?
He is in a very bad mood now.
Don't mess with anyone!
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Thanks to the leader of the book friend [A Lonely Dog] for the reward