Harry Potter: Impossibly Cute

Date: February 2023,

Location: Within China

Today is the traditional Chinese Spring Festival, and every household is watching the Spring Festival Gala at home.

At this time of laughter and joy, the sky was already covered with dark clouds.

The stunning young man in red stood on the highest building, gazing into the distance, with a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Ling Bai looked at the thunder and lightning in the distance.

"I didn't expect that after thousands of years, I would still die here today"

The boy's voice was magnetic and gentle, like the attraction of gravity, making me want to get closer to his voice every minute and every second.

The man is very handsome.

Her long hair was as white as frost and snow, and looked like pearls.

Lips as tender as roses, skin as white as snow, two extremely pure colors intertwined together, creating an allure that makes people unable to move their eyes away once they are fixed on them.

There is a bright red cinnabar mole under the upturned peach blossom eyes.

It makes him have an indescribable charm, a kind of stunning beauty that is more in the bones than in the skin.

The clouds in the sky grew darker and darker, gathering closer and closer, flying towards Ling Bai.

Ling Bai didn't think any more and flew towards the dark clouds.

The next second, the red figure fell from the sky like a fluttering butterfly.

Ling Bai looked at the sky, smiled bitterly, and slowly closed his eyes.

But in the blink of an eye, Ling Bai felt that he regained consciousness from his daze.

It was just very blurry, and I couldn't open my eyes, and it was very noisy around me.

When Ling Bai regained consciousness, he found himself lying on the bed.

Ling Bai waved his claws, and then...

What the hell is this!!!

What's up with this little meaty hand?

I actually turned into a baby.

With a click, the door opened and a figure walked over. Ling Bai looked over.

A slender figure, thin cheeks, pale skin but very handsome man walked in.

Ling Bai also saw a flash of red in the man's eyes.

Ling Bai blinked and looked at the man.

The man stretched out his hand, and Ling Bai felt that his cold fingertips were like a cold snake.

The man didn't say anything, just looked for a while and left.

Ling Bai was a little puzzled. Why was this person so weird?

And this guy is so cold.

Ling Bai hugged himself silently.

Wow, what on earth is going on?

Later, Ling Bai could see that man often.

Every time, the man would stand by the bed and watch for a while before leaving. However, there was a maid who fed Ling Bai every day.

Ling Bai also heard some information from these people.

I am now in England, and the people here can also use magic, but I have to say it is really weak magic.

Ling Bai began to check his body and found that his inner elixir was still there.

This made him very happy.

What does this mean? It means that he can start practicing again soon.

And because of his inner elixir, his cultivation will definitely be twice as effective with half the effort.

But now there is still a problem bothering me.

Am I a fox or a human now?

Five years passed in the blink of an eye.

Ling Bai rarely saw that man afterwards.

Because he didn't know that the man always came when he was asleep.

However, Ling Bai heard about the man from those people.

Tom Marvolo Riddle.

This name really sounds familiar.

Later one day, Ling Bai suddenly thought of it.

Damn, isn’t this the novel I’ve read before?

I actually traveled into a novel.

Isn't this person the big villain?

Could it be that I accidentally opened a rift in the world when I ascended to heaven?

Forget it, I'll just make the best of it. As long as I survive, ascending again is not a dream.

Ling Bai first saw Voldemort when he was eight years old.

That was the first time Ling Bai saw Voldemort.

Ling Bai remembered that Voldemort was handsome before he touched too serious dark magic.

The author has said this more than once in the article.

So don't touch black magic, it will make you unlucky.

The servants told themselves that the man in front of them was their father.

But Ling Bai knew that he was not.

When he first came into this world, the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was a baby.

And has a pair of beautiful green eyes.

Ling Bai looked at Tom Riddle who was sitting in the main seat.

The man also stared at him without blinking.

Ling Bai's current body is only that of an eight-year-old, but he has already grown to be stunning to everyone.

Ling Bai also looked at himself in the mirror, and his appearance was exactly the same as before, except that his hair was black.

Speaking of which, Ling Bai doesn't look like a British person at all. He looks more like a Chinese.

But no one cares.

After the two looked at each other for who knows how many seconds, the man looked away.

"Didn't the servant tell you to shout when you see your father?"

Ling Bai blinked his eyes.

"Father"

Ling Bai is a very flexible person, he can call himself whatever he wants.

The man was stunned.

The boy who still has a childish voice and a face like this is enough to melt even the most heartless person.

Voldemort was obviously stunned for a moment, then coughed a few times.

"I haven't given you a name yet, you can give it to yourself."

Ling Bai really wanted to roll his eyes. How old is he now?

Eight years old.

Eight years old. An eight-year-old child hasn’t been given a name yet.

This dad is really unreliable.

In fact, Ling Bai wrongly blamed Voldemort.

The first time Voldemort saw Ling Bai, he felt that this boy was extraordinary.

This is also the reason why he has never given Ling Bai a name or brought him back.

"Ling Bai, my name is"

Although he is a child, he speaks in an unusually mature manner.

"Ling Bai"

Voldemort found this a little strange.

"Why do you want to be called this name?"

"like"

Voldemort was somewhat speechless.

He really doesn't know how to communicate with children.

"Okay, from now on you will be called Ling Bai. This is your first name. You must remember your last name."

"Marvolo Riddle, that's your last name"

Ling Bai nodded.

"Okay father, I understand."

It seemed that after this meeting, Ling Bai saw Tom more and more often.

Ling Bai didn't care.

After all, it's my thigh now, so I still have to hold on to it.

On the day when Ling Bai was ten years old, Ling Bai was taken by Tom to meet someone.

Looking at the man with light blond hair and grey eyes.

Ling Bai exchanged glances with the man and then looked away.

"Father, you called me"

Ling Bai is now completely accustomed to his identity and is very comfortable calling him father.

Of course, Tom also loves to listen to it.

However, Ling Bai always felt something strange because he remembered that Voldemort sliced ​​himself into pieces in the book.

Becoming neither human nor ghost.

Why is he still fine and handsome now?

"Ling Bai, this is Lucius Malfoy, my subordinate. You will live with him in his manor for the next year."

"You must remember that you are his distant relative, and you will go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry with his son in a year."

Ling Bai was stunned.

"Will Dad send me to school?"

"You can't always be by my side, you need a partner"

Ling Bai was still surprised to hear these words from Voldemort's mouth.

Sure enough, his prejudice against Voldemort was quite deep.

This guy is not that bad.

"Dear young Mr. Riddle, I am Lucius Malfoy, you can call me Uncle Lucius"

The ten-year-old boy looked at himself seriously.

Lucius said, well, it's actually kind of cute.

"Okay, Uncle Lucius."