The Last Goodbye

.The headmistress has eyes as cruel as ice.The whip that fell on him like fire.The boy's heart was pounding, and he stopped abruptly, leaning against the marble wall and breathing heavily. Riddle stretched out his hands and pressed his chest tightly, he could feel the violent heartbeat hitting his eardrum, and the painful memory was like a tide swallowing him up.

unwanted people.scary people.evil people.Deviation from the will of God.black lamb.You are a blasphemy against Jesus Christ.You are the black sheep.You are a sinner.God will punish you.You vicious little thing.You son of the devil.

'Don't use your diabolical tricks on other children! '

This is not a trick of the devil!The boy growled inwardly.This is my natural strength!I don't need a priest!I don't need a doctor!I am not sick!I am not crazy!I was born that way!Why can't you understand?In the dark and claustrophobic basement, the thin body was tightly huddled together.Why can't you understand... This power is a part of me, I was born to be like this.

Because I am different from you, must I be excluded and abused?Do I have to be punished because I am different from you?Why are you treating me like this?Why do you say I was born evil?This power can obviously do good things...

'Has anyone seen my rabbit? '

'It hid in the warehouse. '

'How do you know?Did you hide it! '

'No, the snake told me. '

'you're lying!I'm going to tell the dean! '

'I am not lying.I can understand it. '

'Madam Dean!That little lunatic is lying again! '

'Mr. Riddle, what have you done? '

'I did not do anything! '

'He lied!He said he could talk to snakes! '

'I could have! '

'Shut up, Mr. Riddle!Are you not afraid that God will punish you? '

'I'm not afraid! '

'What did you say? ! '

'I said I'm not afraid! '

I'm not afraid.The boy clenched his fists tightly, with such strength that his nails sank into his flesh.I'm not lying, if he must punish me, let him do it!He'd already abandoned me anyway.To say that God loves us - is a lie.He never loved me.No one ever loved me.I don't need love either.This fragile, ridiculous, hypocritical... The emotion of a small animal.It's just a fictional feeling you made up.If you really understand love, why did you crucify the Son of God who loves you?If love is as great as you say, why can't I feel its existence?It is not me who is lying, but you!You are weak, so you make up these lies, fabricate these emotions, try to use them to bind people who are stronger than you, try to use them to bind me!

I will not let you succeed.

I will gather strength.I will become stronger.

One day I will go to my own world.I'm going to start building my kingdom from there.

You can rape me, cheat me, torture me, betray me when I have nothing.But one day, I will conquer you.

I will make you prostrate before Me, and kneel at My feet.My power will override all of you.My name will make you tremble with fear.I'll give you a taste of what it's like to have nothing.I will let you know that when you have nothing like me, your faith, your love, will be shattered!

How can there be any... eternal emotion...

How can there be anything beyond death and time...

How can there be anyone...

"Salazar!!"

The boy snapped back to his senses.The surrounding air stagnated for a moment, and some kind of violent vibration disappeared.

"Salazar, are you alright? Are you alright?" Harry walked over quickly, he was out of breath, and it was obvious that he had run violently before, "Why...why are you crying?"

"What?" Riddle asked subconsciously, reaching out to touch his face, and there were really water marks.what happened?He looked at the water in his hand in surprise, he couldn't remember the last time he cried.The young man squatted down in front of him and held his shoulders tightly.The green eyes that are close at hand are worried and anxious.He had never seen his guardian so overwhelmed.

"What's the matter, Salazar?" Harry raised his hand, trying to wipe his tears away, but Riddle slammed away, "Don't look at me!" He was about to run away in a panic, but Harry suddenly increased the strength on his hand , Riddle staggered and fell into the opponent's arms, "You—!" He struggled reflexively, but the opponent hugged him tightly.

"It's okay, Salazar. It's okay, I can't see you."

Harry's voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of breaking something fragile.His embrace was tender and firm, and Riddle couldn't break free.He couldn't see Harry's face, but he could imagine the worried look in his eyes.The young man exuded the faint fragrance of Earl Gray tea, which made him feel very at ease.Tears kept running across the boy's face, blurring his vision.He tried to tell himself not to cry, but the tears that flowed down couldn't be stopped. Riddle gave a bitter laugh, and buried his face in the opponent's shoulder in resignation.

Why... is your embrace so warm?

'And you, my boy, what's your name? '

Why are your eyes so beautiful... Your breath is always intoxicating?

'Where can't you understand?I will tell you. '

Why do you want to be so nice to me?Obviously I have nothing, I can't give you anything...

'Because I need you. '

Why did you break into my world?Like trying to prove to me everything I don't believe in.

'Happy birthday, Salazar Potter. '

why why……

You can always find me.

You are always there when I need you.

You always give me what I most desire.

only you.only you.

"...Only you." He blurted out, not even knowing what he was talking about. Harry still hugged him tightly.The young man heard his words, but did not answer.Time flowed away slowly and silently from their feet.After a while, Riddle's breath finally calmed down, and he raised his hand to wipe away the dried up tears. "Is it better?" Harry let go of him cautiously, and Riddle nodded.The savior breathed a sigh of relief, "You scared me to death. I'm the worst at comforting people..."

"Really..." The young man looked calmly into those worried green eyes.They are truly beautiful.When you look at them, you can't help but feel reassured, "Thank you, Harry."

"What the hell happened?"

"Nothing, just happened to recall some... unpleasant things."

Riddle shrugged casually.His voice had regained that icy softness.The indifferent tone is like talking about other people's affairs.

"Is that so..." Harry looked at him thoughtfully, "Why don't I take you to a good place?"

"Oh?" There was instant interest in the black eyes, "Are you dating me, Harry?" The little devil sounded extremely happy, and it seemed that he had fully recovered. Harry smiled helplessly, "Well, do I have the honor of dating you, Mr. Potter?"

"Yes, Mr. Potter."

They walked together.The young man suddenly thought of something, and he stopped the other party.The pitch-black eyes turned around, just in time to meet the green ones. "Salazar Potter," Harry looked at his ward tenderly, "you have to remember, you are not alone."

Black eyes stared at him unblinkingly.

The owner of the eyes smiled faintly.

In the west tower far away from the two of them, in the empty office of the professor of flight science, the volumes were quietly lined up on the shelves one by one. "Light and Darkness", "Slytherin and His Heir", "Song of the Damned"... After that, a book was missing, as if it had been sucked away by something, leaving only an abrupt gap.The scroll placed in front lost its support and slowly tilted, and then fell down like dominoes.

With a puff, the fallen book rolled up a cloud of dust in the air—"The Second History of the English Magical War" disappeared out of thin air.

It's like being smoothed by the hand of time.

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Author's Note: The pairings are Harry and Riddle and Grindelwald and Dumbledore.Main plot direction, medium-length novel, HE ending, the outline has been drawn up so there will be no pitfalls, monthly updates are guaranteed, and weekly updates are strived for. I hope readers like it.The significance of original characters is only to promote the plot, there is no original CP.

Slytherin's treasure

SLYTHERIN' STREASURE

1938

Tom Riddle's expression was one of refusal.

"Come in." Harry urged him.

Black eyes hesitated.

"Come in." Harry gave him a hand.

The bathroom door closed behind them.The young wizard quickly added several protective spells to the wooden door. Riddle seldom saw the other party using magic with sound and staff, usually it meant that the young man was incapable of controlling the spell, or the spell itself was extremely powerful.The former only happens when Harry is cooking, so now it's clearly the latter.Juvenile suspicious