HP Cronos

Sirius Black still didn't write a reply in the end, maybe he just pretended to write a reply so that Molly could feel at ease.How can you explain something clearly in a letter?Of course we have to talk face to face.

So the wanted man from the Ministry of Magic joined Hogwarts Floo Network in the middle of the night, and had a face-to-face conversation with his godson.

Harry told him that his scar had hurt twice during the week.Once, the day before school started, his scar suddenly burned violently, but the pain left faster than ever before, so he didn't tell anyone.Later, the scar hurt again in the dream, and that time lasted for a long time.

Harry hesitated for a moment, but chose to tell the whole story.

"I also saw some... scenes, about Voldemort."

The name made Ron shudder.

"I remember this happened before. In the last school year, you said you dreamed about him."

"Yes, that's right, but this time it's a little different. Last time I saw what was happening, but this time... it couldn't be the present. What I saw seemed to be... Voldemort's memory."

"What did you see?"

"I don't know, some fragmented pictures, I can't connect them together..."

They chatted about the scars for a while, and Sirius offered to go to Hogsmeade to see Harry, but he was a little disappointed by the unanimous opposition.

If it was James, he wouldn't be so timid.He would just say, "Come on, maybe you can even fight the pride of the Ministry of Magic."

I don't know if Harry Potter, who was far away at Hogwarts, was frightened when he saw the godfather's head in the fire. In short, Sirius was surprised when he suddenly found Tom Riddle standing in the living room.

"Why are you here?"

"Who else is there?" Hermione asked warily.

"A new member of the Order of the Phoenix, who joined after you left." Sirius said, he didn't want to talk about it too much, and hurriedly ended this unhappy conversation, "I think I'd better go Well. Then I'll write to tell you when I'll be back in the fire again, if you dare take the risk."

He stepped away from the fire and said to Tom, "Just pretend you haven't heard anything tonight, okay? Don't tell Molly about it."

"who are you talking to?"

"With my godson," Sirius said impatiently.

Tom nodded and turned back up the stairs.

Sirius Black looked at his back and suddenly realized that this child had many similarities with Harry.They were all dark-haired, tall and thin, and lost their parents not long after they were born.

But Harry is obviously braver, Jack Gray is too gentle.thought Sirius.Completely forgetting that he had just been angry at Harry's caution.

He didn't notice that the flame in the hearth behind him jumped again.

Perhaps Mrs. Weasley's persuasion finally had some effect, and Sirius got along well with Tom Riddle these days.He taught him to play wizard chess, puzzles and puzzle games.He even taught him magic and lent him his wand to use.

Can't imagine what it would have been like if Sirius knew it was young Voldemort holding his wand.Nora could only secretly pray that he would never learn Tom's real name.

Although one is a destined Slytherin and the other is a natural Gryffindor, they get along very well.Especially in the adventurous spirit regardless of danger.Tom was always eager to try all the seemingly dangerous spells and potions, and he hit it off with Sirius, who was finally released after being imprisoned in Azkaban for more than ten years, and who had to continue to be imprisoned and was almost bored.

The two of them also brought out a crucible and a full set of potion equipment that had not been used for a long time.Mrs. Weasley was always worried that the two of them would blow up the house.

"He's just a child, nothing serious can happen." Sirius said lightly.

The only thing that is certain is that Tom Riddle is a genuine genius.Not yet old enough to own a wand, he has already shown an amazing talent in manipulating magic.Norah didn't know exactly how much he'd learned, but the last time she'd seen him he had become adept at turning a matchbox into a mouse - something she hadn't learned until at least her second year at Hogwarts.

During the time she stayed at the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix, Nora also met many people, such as the natural disguise Animagus Nymphadora Tonks, the werewolf Remus Lupine, the Muggle-loving Arthur Weasley, the always petty Mundungus Fraiser, the dark-skinned Kingsley Shacklebolt... and of course, the shy Benji Fenwick.

He conveyed the regards of the landlady to Nora - she had now fully accepted that her boyfriend was a wizard.Since Benji expressed his intention to marry her, the Order of the Phoenix did not erase the proprietress' memory in accordance with the Muggle Secrecy Act.

Dumbledore has many magical features, one of which is that he is always surrounded by many people who, although they look weird, are quite kind in nature.

They all acquiesced in Nora's membership in the Order of the Phoenix, and expressed their high praise and sincere admiration for Nora's heroic deed of killing his precious pet snake in front of Voldemort.

As for Tom - it turns out that whenever the Dark Lord wants to please anyone, it usually works.

On this day, Lupine and Tonks also dined in the old house.Sirius mentioned at the dinner table that he once owned a motorcycle.Bought from Muggles, some magical modifications were done to make it able to travel in the sky and become invisible, but unfortunately it was confiscated by the Ministry of Magic.

"Fortunately it was confiscated," Lupine said. "Do you remember that summer vacation when you and James were fined by the Muggle police for breaking the rules?"

Tom expressed great interest: "Magic can also be applied to Muggle items?"

"certainly--"

"No!" Molly said, and she gave Sirius a glare. "It's a breach of the Safe Muggle Items Act."

"Come on, I helped rebuild Arthur's car," Sirius said.

"Have you ever tried anything other than transportation, like—a gun?" continued Tom.

Sirius was intrigued by the idea: "A gun? A metal wand that Muggles use to fight? It's much weaker than a real wand. What do you want to change it to? When you shoot it, it shoots a bat that pounces on you." On the other side's face?"

"It's okay to jump out of a rabbit, just to scare him!" Tonks added enthusiastically.

"Siris! Jack is still a child, he shouldn't be in contact with such a dangerous thing." Molly gave Sirius a warning look.

Thanks to wizards' shallow understanding of Muggle objects, they haven't realized that a child's interest in guns is not just for shooting bats - Muggle guns are not considered a threat at all in their eyes.

But it can't be Tom's fault.Those weak metal wands are indeed attractive to people, otherwise Nora would not risk skipping class and being arrested to design that gun with Tom.

Molly cleared her throat and said, "I discussed it with Dumbledore. If you want, Nora, you can move to my house with Jack. There are many vacant rooms..."

"I don't want to go." Tom interrupted her. He lowered his head with a rather aggrieved expression. "I like this place... and the people here—are you going to drive me away?"

Tom Riddle could easily win the sympathy of women with the face he inherited from his Muggle father.Tonks and Mrs Weasley hastened to reassure him that no one was trying to make him go.Only those who have seen him grow up and are familiar with his cruel nature, such as Mrs. Colin and Norah, can not be deceived by him.

But in any case, Tom got his wish and stayed here.But Molly always brought him something from time to time, and Tonks often sent him some interesting knick-knacks.

But Tom was clearly not interested in the Weasley boys' children's book that Molly had sent.Wizard fairy tales are far less attractive to him than the cabinet of black magic books in Black's old house.

In the end, it was a toy sword sent by Dumbledore from his phoenix that intrigued Tom.

Although the toy sword is a toy, it looks no different from a real sword, just as majestic.Protective magic is cast on it, and the sharp blade will not stab children.

Modern wizards are getting weaker and weaker than each other, and even professional Quidditch players are not much better physically.Agility, such as Sirius Black, is still a good skill honed while avoiding patrols on Hogwarts night walks.But hundreds of years ago, wizards were still a group of sturdy characters who could get off their horses, cast spells, get on their horses and draw their swords.

I just didn't expect Tom to be interested in this.

Maybe every child has a knight dream hidden in his heart, but he didn't show it.

It is not easy to figure out the mind of a child.thought Nora.

The author has something to say: a long-lost update.

In view of everyone's enthusiasm for the father and son bureau, the seventh part of Fanwai has been finalized, which is already in the code.

Without Lao Deng, Riddle can finally act aggressively without any scruples.

PS: The father and son bureau is the real father and son bureau.

☆, 48

Another week passed in the blink of an eye.This week Mongletons has spoken privately about seeing Harry in the Hog's Head.

"They seem to be talking about having a Defense Against the Dark Arts team, you know, just to deal with that Umbridge," Muggletons said, "but a lot of people came. Aberforth saw his It's surprising how many people are in the pub. Harry is their leader. Everyone adores him, after all, not everyone can go head-to-head with... the man."

Sirius Black's expression showed that he was quite proud of it.Molly, on the other hand, rather disagreed.

After a week, Dumbledore finally stepped into NO.12, Grimade Square.These days, he is a key target of exclusion by the Ministry of Magic. He disappears every day, and even the members of the Order of the Phoenix don't see him very much.When we met for the first time, we were all pleasantly surprised.

"Professor Dumbledore!" Nora hurried downstairs after hearing the noise.

"It's good to see you so alive, Nora," said Dumbledore, smiling. "I wish you all the best here."

"Everything is fine here."

"You look much better, Jack." Dumbledore's eyes shifted to Tom Riddle, "Molly is very good at taking care of children."

"Thank you for your concern, Professor," said Tom politely.

"Do you still like that sword?"

"Very much, Professor," said Tom. "I just wish you would lend me a little longer."

The two of them walked into the study while talking.Dumbledore swung his wand, closed the study door, and cast a protective spell by the way.

Dumbledore held out a hand, and Nagini, who had been hiding in his sleeve all this time, eagerly crawled across the desk to his master.

"She's a conscientious messenger, as good as any owl I've ever known," said Dumbledore.

Tom rubbed his fingers against Nagini's head: "Thanks for the compliment, Professor."

"You call me Professor."

"I see 'I' used to call you that," said Tom. "You don't like it."

"No, it's just that no one has called me that for a long time." Dumbledore said gently, "I brought zizi honey candy, do you want it?" He took out the purple robe full of star and moon patterns. A handful of candy.

The sentence "No" was still stuck in his throat, and Tom was caught off guard by a handful of candies.

"This is a new flavor from Honeydukes. They say it's the most popular among children. I like it very much too." Dumbledore said with a smile, "Don't you want to try it?"

Tom's expression changed for a moment, as if he was about to get angry, but he restrained himself very quickly and maintained a calm expression.He lowered his head, peeled off a candy and stuffed it into his mouth.Frowning slightly - he doesn't like sweets.

Dumbledore seemed to have finally remembered the topic: "You said you saw the memory of 'you' again."

Tom nodded with sugar in his mouth.

"What did you see?"

"I saw—'I' pursued immortality, searched many books and documents for it, and finally found that way somewhere."

Dumbledore motioned for him to continue.

"—Horcrux." Tom said, "I saw 'I' divided my soul into many parts and made a Horcrux. As long as one Horcrux still exists, 'I' will not die."

"Oh, then have you seen where those Horcruxes are hidden?"

"I didn't see it all. He seems to have noticed that someone is spying on his memory, but not sure who."

Dumbledore took off his glasses.

"See that sword, Tom?"

The sword inlaid with rubies hung in the study room, and the tip of the sword shone coldly.After the blindness disappears, a line of writing on the sword body is revealed:

Godric Gryffindor

Gryffindor's sword, forged by goblins, its blade can only absorb what strengthens it.Repelling dust, no need to wipe, is a miracle of the age of ancient magic.

"Three years ago, Harry used it to kill a basilisk, which was almost impossible for a second grader, but he did it. He used the basilisk's teeth to destroy a Horcrux , and the sword thus possessed the basilisk's venom," said Dumbledore.

"I've heard of 'Harry Potter.'"

"You don't like him, do you?" said Dumbledore. "You're very unconvinced. How can that ordinary boy be 'your' enemy."

Tom looked at him darkly.

"You've done well, Tom, and you've improved a lot since the last time we met. But I've known you for far too long compared to the time you've known me. That's the bad thing about being a teacher, students will always be The way it used to be. We could have been more open and honest," said Dumbledore. "That boy was destined to defeat Voldemort. Nothing will change that. But I hope there will be fewer sacrifices along the way."

"What do you want to say?"

"Tell me all you know."

"That's all I know." Tom's tone became impatient. "He's already noticed that someone is watching him, and he's on his guard."

"Let's take your word for it for now, Tom." Dumbledore said, "Get over these things quickly, it's good for you and me." He looked at the hanging Gryffindor sword: "I hope you can take good care of it." It, otherwise I will face the condemnation of the Hogwarts headmasters around the clock."

Before leaving, Dumbledore asked Nora if she would like to go to Hogwarts, and he could arrange for her to enroll as a transfer student.At Hogwarts, don't worry if Death Eaters are looking for her.Who didn't know that Voldemort wanted to swallow Harry alive, but he was still alive and kicking in the school. The biggest trouble was not the Dark Lord who was elusive, but Umbridge who was swaying in front of him every day.

The offer is very tempting.Nora missed the tower of Gryffindor, the Room of Requirement, Hogsmeade, the Great Hall, the Forbidden Forest and the Black Lake, and Hogwarts.

Still, she shook her head.

"I've got to stay here with Tom."

Dumbledore respected her opinion.

Nora always thought Dumbledore knew everything, his blue eyes seemed to see through time and space, but no one could see through time, not even Moody's magical eyes that could see through the invisibility cloak that was the Deathly Hallows It doesn't work either.

Tom stood in the study, watching the old man with the white beard leave through the dark green painted window.

Tom didn't like him, not at first sight.The old man was looking at him with a smile that made him sick to his stomach.He loathed him even more than that "Harry Potter".

Dumbledore's words seemed to be still echoing in his ears: "You know you won't stay here forever, and neither will she. People will always go back to where they should go."

Where should I go?where to go 1937?Hogwarts?Or that old, cold orphanage?

It shouldn't be up to someone else to decide where he should go.

Someone is knocking on the door of the study.

"Are you still in there, Tom?"

It's Nora Gray.

She is annoying.

She went up to him that day, pulled up the only stool in the room, sat down, and told him she was Nora Gray.

How ridiculous.Nora Gray is dead.He went to confirm this himself.

There's nothing wrong with her dying.She was hanging around him all the time, which was annoying.

But that didn't mean he allowed others to kill her.

Even more absurd, when he looked into the woman's eyes, he knew she was Nora Gray.She told him he was a wizard.And she never came.She talked a lot, thinking that he was confused by these sudden events.

No, he was simply surprised that "Nora Gray" had appeared before him alive.

The knocking stopped.But he knew that the person outside the door hadn't left yet.She was standing by the door, wondering if it would be annoying if she kept knocking.

She didn't know she was already in trouble.

He will not go back.Tom Riddle thought.Neither will she.He doesn't care about rules or sacrifices, nor about Horcruxes.If he doesn't want her to go, no one can let her go.

He looked at the sword, the ruby ​​gleaming.

Just one last step.

"Just the last step," someone said.

Shadow Riddle stood behind him, leaning vaguely against the bookshelf.There was a smirk on his face that could be faked.

"Won't you answer the door, dear Tom," asked Shadow. "She's been waiting a long time."

"Don't stare at me. I'm just here to remind you that it's time."

It was Mrs. Weasley's turn to be on duty tonight. Before she left, she gave all the instructions to those who stayed in the old house, lest something happened to them.In her eyes, Tom Riddle is still a child, and Nora is a half-grown child. As for Sirius, he is at best a child with an adult face, and his inner age may not be as good as the precocious and sensible "Jack Gray" ".

She was right to be worried, and in the middle of the night, Sirius connected to the fireplace in the Gryffindor common room again.They chatted about the Defense Against the Dark Arts team, and about Harry's dreams.

Harry had been dreaming every night lately, a dark, long corridor, a closed door.In the dream, he was Voldemort.But he didn't tell anyone that, not to Ron or Hermione.

But that wasn't his main reason for looking for Sirius.

"He's happy," said Harry, "like something really good happened."

What is very good for the Dark Lord must be exactly the opposite for the Order of the Phoenix.

While they were discussing the location of the Defense Against the Dark Arts team, the conversation was interrupted by an unexpected visitor.Sirius cut the connection very quickly and was lucky not to be caught by Umbridge.

That Ministry woman was more vicious and haunting than his mother.His godson will never have an easy life living under the nose of such a person.

He now hoped that Voldemort would jump out and fight in a dignified manner sooner rather than later.He'd rather fight Death Eaters than be stuck here with a bunch of idiots.