Hogwarts: Becoming a god from reselling fresh food

Tom said sorry because he had made a choice to bring Harry to Voldemort so that he could truly live.

But Harry thought he was apologizing for being late, so he didn't care. Instead, he said, "We came earlier than others, but there is only this mirror here, and I didn't see the Sorcerer's Stone."

He didn't doubt me?

Tom was a little surprised, but it was okay, so that he wouldn't be defensive about himself.

He thought for a moment and gave up the idea of ​​knocking Harry out immediately.

[Find the magic stone first. 】

he thinks.

[Harry can’t beat me anyway. 】

"Is this magic mirror..." Tom also looked at the huge mirror.

"Yes, it's the one we saw before," Harry said. "It was later moved away by Dumbledore, and it was originally used here. I think this should be Professor Dumbledore's trap."

Tom came to the mirror and saw Tom Riddle again.

But this time, there were no chains wrapped around him. He saw him sitting at the long table in the auditorium, with Harry, Ron, Hermione, and even Murphy and Cho Chang sitting next to him... …

The scene made him a little dazed for a moment, but he knew that it was impossible and that this scene would never happen again.

He would take Harry away and hand him over to Voldemort. If he did that, he would not be able to stay at Hogwarts anymore, and he would never see these people again.

He will become the Dark Lord's assistant, a dark wizard and a criminal...

This is the price he needs to pay to survive.

"Dumbledore said that what is reflected in this magic mirror is what the human heart desires most." Harry said, "Tom, what did you see?"

Tom frowned, "Nothing...but the picture seems to be different..."

If this is the trap left by Dumbledore, what does it mean?

The Philosopher's Stone must be hidden in this mirror, but how to get it?

"Harry, come and try."

Harry came to the magic mirror. This time he did not see his parents again, but saw almost the same picture as Tom.

The hall of the auditorium, the long table piled with food, the laughter of the students, the pumpkin lanterns floating in the sky, surrounded by his good friends, and then the professors, all smiled at him.

Is this what I want now?

It seems... yes.

Harry realized that this was indeed what he longed for most now. He hoped that a peaceful life could continue forever.

And this requires him to get the magic stone.

Following his thoughts, the picture turned, and he was the only one left in the mirror.

He looked at the boy in the mirror, and the latter looked at him. After a while, the boy suddenly reached out and touched his pocket.

Harry felt his pocket sink. He stretched out his hand in surprise and took out a red stone.

"Tom!" He raised the magic stone, "Is this..."

"Yes, the Philosopher's Stone!" Tom was also a little surprised, "What did you do?"

Harry just glanced at the mirror, and then the Sorcerer's Stone appeared in his trouser pocket?

But why can’t I do it myself?

"I don't know, but we got it." Harry said excitedly, "Quick, we have to leave before Snape."

Since there was almost no time wasted, the effect of the potion they just drank has not dissipated, and they can now leave through the fire door.

Tom put his hand on the wand at his waist.

He couldn't wait any longer. There were only two people in this room, Harry and himself, and it was safest to knock him down here.

But at this moment, Harry suddenly stopped and said, "Tom, do you need the Philosopher's Stone?"

"What?" Tom was startled. He was suddenly grateful for his condition. If he were really alive, his heart would be about to jump out of his chest. "What do you mean?"

Harry looked at him for a while and finally said: "I saw your notebook. You need the Sorcerer's Stone to survive, right?"

"..."

Tom wasn't sure if Harry was trying to test whether he would challenge him to a duel next second?

There was no point in hiding it now. He gritted his teeth and said, "Yes."

"Is someone trying to get you the Philosopher's Stone?" Harry asked, "Is it Voldemort?"

Tom felt like he could hardly breathe, "Yes."

Harry still looked at him, "Last question, Tom, are you a dark wizard?"

"What?" Tom was stunned.

"Are you willing to steal the Philosopher's Stone for Voldemort? Do you want to resurrect him?"

"No," said Tom, "I don't want to, but I need it, and..."

"Then, take it." Harry said, handing over the Sorcerer's Stone.

Tom looked at the Sorcerer's Stone in astonishment, then at Harry, then hesitantly took it.

He was almost mentally prepared for the magic stone to suddenly turn into a bomb and blow him up.

But no, he got the blood-red stone.

He was confused, "Why? Aren't you afraid that I will give it to Voldemort?"

"A little scared. To be honest, I was a little worried that you were a dark wizard. You have been mysterious recently, and you are a Slytherin... But then I thought about it and I think I believe you."

"……Believe me?"

"Well, I sometimes feel that the two of us are quite similar. We both have no parents, and we didn't know the magical world before. We both regard this place as our home."

"We're friends now, aren't we? I haven't made many friends before."

"I don't want Voldemort to get the Sorcerer's Stone. But if he can't get the Sorcerer's Stone, you will die... Then I would rather he come back to life. At worst, I will fight him again... I defeated him once, remember? ?”

Harry said, smoothing up his hair, and said optimistically, "Maybe I can defeat him a second time."

"And... you saved my life."

Tom was stunned. He knew that Harry was referring to Halloween, but it was Harry who first distracted the troll.

That's not a favor at all.

His hands clenched tightly, and part of him shouted, "It's useless even if you get the Philosopher's Stone. You still need the resurrection potion. Only Voldemort has the resurrection potion..."

But the other part of him just stood there blankly, his heart filled with some kind of crazy storm.

Finally, his hand dropped.

Maybe there is another way... He thought, maybe he could learn the repair spell and live like this forever...

However, at this moment, the flames of the fire door suddenly went out, and a figure broke in. As soon as he entered the door, he raised his wand and said, "Collapse!"

Harry was hit by the spell without saying a word and fell to the ground. Tom subconsciously pulled out the wand, but the opponent was experienced in combat and flicked the wand directly, "Expelliarmus!"

His wand was knocked away.

"Harry Potter, and you, Lucas Brightson!" Snape glared at the two of them, "How audacious! You guys are so audacious!"

As he said this, he came up and grabbed Tom, "Come with me, let's see what else you have to say!"

"Professor, please listen to me..." Tom was shocked, "I, we are here for..."

But Snape didn't want to listen to his explanation. With a wave of his wand, Tom felt as if his mouth was sealed with tape and he couldn't open it.

"Let's quibble later when we get to the vice-principal!"