[Comprehensive] Rejecting the Savior of Hogwarts

"Wait, Riddle, where are you taking me?" Harry finally couldn't help asking after following the child in front of him for a while.It was already late at this time, and if he went on like this, he might not have time to go back. Thinking that he might only be able to stay in his room this holiday, Harry felt that it would be better for him to kill this not-so-good result in the cradle ahead of time. .

"Are you in a hurry?" Riddle stopped in his tracks and turned around. There was no light in his deep black eyes, and he was terribly silent.The owner of the pair of green eyes who happened to meet his gaze couldn't help but startled, paused for a moment before hesitating to say: "I have to go back before dark, otherwise, I won't be allowed out from now on." Del stared at Harry silently. His small body obviously had no intimidating power, but that gaze made Harry startled for some reason.He didn't speak in that flat tone until sweat rolled down the forehead of the little green-eyed savior.

"They won't know. I've made preparations before I came to look for you." His tone was very calm, as if he was just solving a little troublesome problem for Harry, but this answer almost made him The person in front of him immediately jumped up. "Speak clearly, Riddle, what did you do to them?!" Harry felt his heart beating a little bit, stepped forward hastily, and asked while tugging at the child's collar.

"Let go of your hand," Riddle's dark pupils shrank suddenly, and he slapped Harry's hand clutching his neckline away in disgust, and took a step back without hesitation: "Stay away from me !" His voice suddenly turned cold, and Harry was a little caught off guard by the rapid change in attitude, but before the little savior could react, the rescuers came out automatically and consciously.

"Don't worry, Harry, I promise you will be able to come and go from that house freely during the rest of the holiday." Voldemort left Harry's consciousness again, whispering softly in his ear.The tall man with a handsome face and illusory figure floated beside the green-eyed boy, but he didn't have much kindness in his eyes looking at Riddle. "Did my horcrux send you here?" The demon king raised his eyebrows and looked at the boy who had a very similar outline to himself, and casually confirmed.

"They will consciously ignore the fact that you are late, so why do you want to come?" Riddle ignored Voldemort who appeared out of nowhere, as if there was no such person around Harry, and he was still talking to Harry , the neglected Demon King frowned somewhat annoyed.

"I'm talking to you, didn't you hear me?" If others dared to ignore him like this, Lord Demon King would have gone up to him long ago. However, the boy standing opposite him has a deep connection with him. It seems that he is still a little reluctant to do something to him.So Voldemort didn't move. He looked at Riddle with his eyes getting darker and colder, but he didn't have the slightest intention to do anything. "Why don't you tell me, what's your opinion on me?" The anger suddenly dissipated, as if thinking of a certain possibility, Voldemort smiled softly.

"I don't think I need you to ask or even interfere with me. Of course someone will teach me what to do and what not to do." Riddle was still calm, and this kind of calm made Harry realize that something was wrong. After all, in the memory that Dumbledore showed him back then, the childhood version of Riddle was not of this nature. "Who the hell are you? Are you really just... Tom Riddle?" Harry subconsciously saw the eye duel between the big and the big devils, and he didn't know if it was because of some unobvious clues, he always felt that The juvenile Riddle in front of him looked weird no matter how he looked.

"Then who do you think I am?" Riddle raised his eyes, and his eyes were directly on Harry's. There was not even a gleam of light in his silent and heart-chilling eyes, as if he was in his twilight years. The old man seemed to be just an ignorant child, Harry bit his lips thoughtfully, but did not ask the next question, he felt as if he had already guessed the answer.

"Okay, so where are you taking me?" Leaving aside anything else, anyway, he didn't intend to let the two continue to confront each other, and the atmosphere was so depressing... Tsk.Hearing the sound, Voldemort glanced at him casually, as if he understood his intention, but he didn't reveal it, just raised his eyebrows at him playfully.

"I'm just taking you to where I live. There's no need to be so nervous. After all, I'm not the one who must kill you." Riddle said provocatively, while secretly observing Voldemort's reaction, but the adult version The demon king didn't even move his eyebrows, just glanced at him, and didn't even say much.Emotions and anger are not visible, this is the realm that the devil has reached long ago, but it is not necessary to use it in many cases.

Turning another street corner, a very ordinary house appeared in front of them. Riddle went to knock on the door familiarly, and Harry turned to look at Voldemort, who did not show any surprise: "You know he will take me Come here?" "I don't know, I don't even think he has a reason to look for you." A certain demon king is walking beside Harry so openly now, but no one casts a surprised look at them, as if No one noticed that there was another person next to Harry, and no one thought it was so strange that Harry was talking into the air.No need to ask, it must be Voldemort using some kind of magic again.

"Hey, I told you not to overdo it. You are not allowed to use magic during the holidays. Have you forgotten?" Harry poked the people around him indistinctly, but his fingers seemed to be poked into a slightly denser ball. It took a little effort but still passed through the man's body neatly. "What do you want to do?" Voldemort glanced at him with raised eyebrows, and stretched out his hand to grab his wrist. This time, Harry was sure that the hand tightly clenched on his wrist was definitely real, because he couldn't break free at all. .

"It's nothing, just try it..." The little green-eyed savior laughed awkwardly. Just as he was about to change the subject, the door of that house opened, and the boy who walked out clearly had the same personality as him. Voldemort has a very similar appearance, and the ring on his finger is exactly the ring of the Gaunt family.

"You are the Resurrection Stone Ring!" Harry suddenly realized, he just felt awkward when he heard the person in Riddle's mouth. Who can make Riddle take the professor for granted? Perhaps the answer should be, another self?But...if the young Riddle and the Horcrux Riddle can get along well, why is there such a natural discord with Voldemort?Harry frowned and looked at the black-haired and black-eyed boy with a smile and patted the boy on the shoulder to let him into the room, always feeling that something was wrong.

"Hello, Harry, we meet again." Resurrecting Stone Riddle raised his head with a smile, his demeanor and demeanor were very similar to the first Horcrux Harry encountered, as elegant, gentle, and courteous , but they couldn't see clearly what they were thinking, so Harry subconsciously became vigilant.Even Riddle, who was just a child, had top-notch ability to perceive words and emotions, let alone the Resurrection Stone Riddle who had really gone through the incident. When he noticed Harry's unnatural expression, the smile in the corner of his eyes seemed to deepen a bit, Bin Politely made a gesture of invitation to the back: "Since you're here, come in and talk."

"It's unbelievable that you let him go out alone." When they were walking on the long and narrow porch, Voldemort suddenly spoke, with some sharp edges in his tone.

"At least you should know yourself, don't you? Of course he can take care of himself." The soul-returning stone smiled leisurely, as if he didn't take the devil's hidden aura at all. Of course, Voldemort didn't treat him grounds for pressure.

"Maybe the current world is not as safe as you imagined, or you don't really care?" Voldemort sneered, but did not wait for the answer from the Soul Resurrection Stone, he changed the subject on his own: "But of course It's not important, but you don't seem to have a reason to look for me?"

"Yes, I thought you would be interested in some news, such as the Sorcerer's Stone that was about to be sent to Imofane..." The soul-returning stone said in a deep voice, and his eyes lightly moved away from Voldemort. , Harry turned to the side: "What do you think, my little savior, do you think this is Dumbledore's training for you... or is it a temptation?"

What's the matter, Philosopher's Stone? !

Harry glanced at Voldemort in surprise, but found that although he didn't speak, he didn't seem to know the news. "How could the Sorcerer's Stone be sent to Imofane? Dumbledore has no reason to know anything?" His tone was uncertain, and at the same time he quickly began to recall where he had leaked his flaws.

"This has nothing to do with you, it's just that Dumbledore believed that I'm not dead. Of course, he guessed right." Voldemort sneered with a sullen face: "Since I failed because of you, there is that prophecy in front of me." , Even if there is only a slight sign of recovery, killing you will be listed as the first priority, and if you put the props that can help me recover better with you, then obviously, the chances of me personally shooting are high. It will be bigger."

"However, if this is the case, Imofani should not agree. After all, this is tantamount to exposing the students of this school to danger," Harry retorted hesitantly. Principal Bullido would definitely not do this. If he could eliminate the most terrifying dark wizard in the history of European magic by sacrificing him alone, he might not hesitate to change anyone except those closest to him, but Imofani There was no reason to agree to do so.

"The first school year has passed, haven't you seen it clearly, Imofane is not Hogwarts, they don't care too much about whether there is another dark wizard to face, as long as Dumbledore can afford it The price, of course they won't refuse." The devil sneered, what he said undoubtedly made Harry's heart sink, and the little green-eyed savior was silent for a moment, and he didn't know what to say for a while. .