Being a bastard at Hogwarts is not safe.

Tom Riddle stood up, feeling that he was light and unreal, as if he was wandering in vain. There was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, and he sighed slowly:

"This matter is difficult to explain, and it may take a long time..."

Brian and Tom Riddle sighed at the same time, stood up slowly, and said, "These things should be clarified to be safer."

Tom Riddle's arm trembled slightly, and he clenched the five fingers of his right hand tightly. The light in his eyes was both bitter and slightly struggling.

"Forget it, I promise you..."

"Thank you!"

Brian thought for a while in his heart, but still maintained a guilty expression, and stretched out his hand to signal Tom Riddle to continue.

"I think you have to start from the beginning, otherwise you might not understand." Tom Riddle pondered a few times, "Why don't you go directly into my memory and see for yourself..."

Tom Riddle's illusory right index finger touched his temple lightly, pulling out countless silver-white filaments, suspended above the palm of his outstretched left hand, forming a constantly rotating sphere.

Brian had seen this thing.

Yes, this is the memory thread in the Pensieve, but if everyone can operate it like this, why is the value of the Pensieve so high?

"Hehe...this is not the real world after all." Tom Riddle saw the doubts in Brian's heart, and said with a smile: "If it is in the real world, there is no way to keep these memories without using the Pensieve of.

Memories are illusory substances, and the Pensieve just provides a carrier for these illusions, reflecting these past pictures into reality. "

"To be honest, I actually don't want to recall the memory of a certain period of time, that would make me experience pain again." Tom Riddle smiled wryly, "There are many things I can't say in person, why don't you see it for yourself. "

The silver-white ball of light in Tom Riddle's hand instantly burst out with countless rays of light, surrounding Brian and Tom Riddle.

......

"Monster, he's a monster!"

A little fat man roared loudly pointing to this side with a livid face, his left hand that fell naturally along his body trembled slightly.

"Look what that bastard is doing, he's talking to a snake! I would never live at home with a monster like that!"

"Frank, you are too much!" said a scruffy girl wearing an apron, "How can you say such bad words, you must apologize to Tom Riddle!"

"Could it be wrong? His mother is a famous slut, maybe even he doesn't know who he is." The little fat man smiled and said the most vicious words, and the few followers around him Echoed with a ha ha laugh.

Most of the young children were still extremely afraid of cold-blooded animals like snakes. Even though they kept laughing at Tom, they didn't dare to approach Tom.

Tom Riddle clenched his fists tightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times to urge the little green snake in front of him to leave.

"These idiots!" He thought bitterly in his heart.

"What happened?" A skinny woman with a tired look came here from a distance. Her face was well-defined, and all the children present looked a little nervous and bowed slightly to her.

"Mrs. Cole, I'm sorry, Frank and Riddle had some conflicts."

"Didn't I tell you to take care of them?" Mrs. Cole stopped and said dissatisfiedly, the girl in the apron immediately leaned forward and whispered what had just happened in Mrs. Cole's ear.

"Mrs. Cole, Tom Riddle is a monster. I just found out that he was talking to a snake. If this continues, he will definitely order those snakes to attack us. It's terrible!" Frank first spoke to Mrs. Cole. come.

"That's not the reason for you to say such ugly words. What about the etiquette I usually teach you?" Mrs. Cole had heard the whole process from her assistant, and said with a frown, "You violated our Wall Orphanage No.40 five rules, you must apologize to Tom Riddle and copy the Bible ten times!"

"Why, I don't apologize, and I'm not wrong." An angry expression appeared on Frank's round face.

Apologizing will definitely lose face, which is unbearable for him who has a good face.

Mrs. Cole glanced at him and said, "Frank, if you don't apologize, I will lock you up in a confinement room for three days!"

The confinement room was pitch black, and there was only one piece of bread and water every day. No one paid attention to him, but just imagining it, Frank's face turned a little pale.

He no longer dared to ask "Why?", but in order to maintain his face, he could only say sorry to Tom Riddle in a very low voice, and hurried with a few of his followers. left here.

Mrs. Cole narrowed her eyes, sighed slightly, and beckoned her assistant to leave here with the other children, and walked slowly to Tom Riddle, who was motionless with a blank expression.

"Tom, why don't you play with the other kids? Snakes are dangerous animals, and most snakes are poisonous!"

Tom Riddle turned his head and stared straight at him. For the first time, a gleam appeared in his bright eyes.

"Mrs. Cole, I prefer to be alone."

"Oh, please forgive Frank for his unintentional actions." Mrs. Cole knelt down and gently touched Tom Riddle's head,

For her action, the little boy subconsciously dodged for a while, just like this, two people stood in a square, in the yard in front of the gloomy and old-fashioned building, one stared at the front in a daze, and the other stared at the little boy in a daze.

Brian didn't understand what Tom Riddle wanted him to see this memory, but he didn't open his mouth to ask. He quietly watched Tom Riddle being brought back to the gloomy and old-fashioned building by Mrs. Cole, and followed Eat, sleep, and sleep from the perspective of Tom Riddle.

In the dream of young Tom Riddle, he turned into a giant blue snake.Not only that, but it also paraded in the dense forest and killed a white rabbit......

Later, when it brought the rabbit to the Wall Orphanage, it swam to the top of the beam, and Tom Riddle finally woke up.

After opening his eyes, he realized that he was not awakened by a start, but by Mrs. Cole shaking him awake.

Mrs. Cole had an indescribable expression on her face. She looked at Tom for a long time and said hoarsely, "You know that Frank's rabbit is hung from the beam?"

Tom Riddle got up from the bed, his face paled in shock, and he asked, "What?"