[HP] Lost and Returning

Godric became even more curious about the contents of the note. What exactly did Regulus write that could make a man who had almost successfully ruled the British wizarding world turn pale in an instant. He looked at Salazar, but the other party ignored him .

"He..." The man in the center of the magic circle took a step forward, his weak and eager tone showed that he was eager to know more.

"Stop!" Godric hastily reminded: "Out of this magic circle, you will become what you were before. We are not very interested in communicating with lunatics. Well, should I call you Voldemort, or Tom?" Ge Derek clearly remembered Salazar's name for this person. He didn't think it was made up at will, maybe it was his real name?As far as he could tell, no parent would name their child something as stupid as Voldemort in the first place.

The man took back his steps. He looked at the delineation of the magic circle on the ground, and seemed to use all his strength to make the following voice: "...Tom, Tom? Riddle, my real name."

Tom felt an unprecedented setback. It wasn't just that a certain kid had knocked him down twice. When he soberly reviewed what he had done and realized the price he had paid, in the current situation, Everything presented in front of him now is enough to deal him the heaviest blow: he has become powerful but lost his mind, he longs for immortality, but lives like a monster without thinking, he wants to gather pure-blooded nobles, and create his own His own empire has attracted some paranoid lunatics and a large number of flattery and even betrayal. More importantly, he lost the most important person in his life.

"Mr. Riddle, it seems that you have regretted it?" Godric's strong point is observing words and expressions, not to mention that the man in front of him is extremely emotional at the moment.

"No one has the right to regret anything." Forced to calm his breath, Tom raised his head. Maybe he made a wrong decision at the beginning, but if time goes back to that time, he might make the same decision and not go through that road. How could he know that the price of eternal life is so, and how could he be willing to ignore the temptation that is within reach.

Slytherin never regrets, all Slytherin needs to do is take responsibility for his decision.

"If I want to stay sane, I can only stay in this magic circle?" Tom restrained all expressions on his bloodless face.With the comparison, he naturally tends to maintain the current posture.

"In theory." Godric nodded: "Of course, this won't last long."

There was a moment of silence, Tom didn't want to go back to the lunatic mode, who the two people in front of him didn't seem to be that important to him, what else should he care about, money?that power?status?or strength?These things he once pursued have become almost unattractive, and now he clearly knows how much hypocrisy there is under those groveling!Tom said lightly: "Regulus, is he dead?" The only thing he cares about, and the only thing he really cares about in his heart is this.

"You protected him." Salazar replied with the same indifferent tone: "Or, one of your souls is more aware of what you want."

"He's still alive?" The man's tone jumped, with obvious joy.

Godric raised his eyebrows thoughtfully. The Dark Lord and the young master of the Black family seemed to have a close relationship.

"You want to see him?" Salazar asked with great interest, "In what gesture?"

Tom also noticed something was wrong, he shook his head slightly: "No, forget it."

"Your plan?" Salazar looked intently at the man in the magic circle. The man's choice influenced his decision to a certain extent.

"...Horcruxes, are all destroyed?"

"The gold cup, the diary, and the ring are all destroyed," Godric counted, and this was what the headmaster told him: "The locket, then you have to ask Regulus, what else?"

"Ravenclaw's crown, at Hogwarts." Tom replied with a sigh.

"Your plan is to kill yourself?" Godric asked, tilting his head.

"I decide my own life and death." Tom said affirmatively: "One day in the future, if I really die at the hands of Harry Potter, at least I know that I killed myself, but let a kid pick it up." It's cheaper."

Tom turned his head to look at the black-haired boy again: "I did a lot of wrong things, I thought, maybe you can reverse those? For Slytherin House?" A kind of awe, never invaded Hogwarts during his strongest period, it was the first place that gave him a sense of belonging, and his instinct kept him away from it.

"He's not a descendant of Slytherin." Godric said with a joking smile, "Shouldn't you make up for the trouble you caused yourself?"

"What?" Tom didn't know whether he should be amazed that a child who can speak snake language is not a descendant of Slytherin, or should be surprised by the question of the blond boy: "How should I deal with this? Standing in a ridiculous magic circle?"

"Why didn't you think it was ridiculous when you split your soul?" Salazar interjected, "It's an extraordinary attempt, and it's not something just anyone can do."

"Extraordinary courage, huh?" Godric added casually. This time, he successfully attracted Salazar's contemptuous gaze. Godric frowned: "Why?" He didn't think he said anything wrong.

"Brave and reckless, Gryffindor characteristics." Salazar commented on the existing spirit of a Hogwarts house: "I wonder why the hat didn't throw this guy into Gryffindor House."

Tom's rage ignited instantly. Does the boy mean he looks like Gryffindor?What an insult!

"It's none of my business!" Godric responded even faster, Tom?Riddle has the blood of both of them, so he can hear another meaning behind the words: "I never thought of slicing myself."

When Godric saw the daze in Salazar's eyes for a moment, he patted his head annoyed. Damn it, Salazar didn't even think about blood!However, now that I think of it, after his reminder.

"Let's not talk about this," Godric rushed to speak without waiting for Sarah to speak: "We let him regain his senses, and then he will clean up all the mess himself, OK?"

Salazar shrugged, a little embarrassed. His relationship with Godric has proved that Slytherin and Gryffindor can be mixed together, but if the question goes deeper, for example, what kind of man is the direct descendant of him and the brat? here?He didn't want to continue thinking about it.

Godric took off the brooch pinned to his body, poured his magic power into it, and passed it to Tom: "Take it, this will allow you to maintain your current state until tomorrow night, and we will come back tomorrow night."

"Let's go." Godric pulled over Salazar, and a Apparating Apparition appeared, leaving the already sober Dark Lord standing there in a daze.

Salazar's bedroom.

"That brooch..." After the two were silent for a long time, Salazar broke the silence first.

"It's okay, I took out the memory inside." Godric tilted his head to one side, and whispered, "It's not difficult to repair his soul."

No matter who in this world cuts the soul into slices, Salazar and Godric are hard to recover, but only Tom?Riddle, it was easy for them, what needed was the blood and magic power of the two, because Tom's parents happened to be the two of them according to the principle of direct blood tracing, and they also had enough magic power to repair this broken mess.

Godric turned his head back and glanced at Salazar: "Sal, let's not delve into his wonderful blood, shall we? I get a headache just thinking about it. Fix him and let him do his thing, we Live our lives without interfering with each other."

Salazar nodded sullenly, and finally added: "And let him not appear in front of us, it's an eyesore."

Godric nodded in agreement. At the age of 15, he didn't want to see a direct descendant of Parseltongue in front of his eyes all day long. It would make him have some unnecessary associations, which was terrible.

The next day, Godric locked himself in the office to make potions. Dumbledore willingly took two flying lessons, proving that the sport of flying is suitable for all ages. Salazar still started from Gryffindor. The dormitory brought back a lot of snacks for the students on the Slytherin side to taste, but he seemed a little absent-minded when he played chess with Ron in the afternoon.

Soon at night, Salazar and Godric again apparated to Lestrange Manor, where Tom was already waiting.

"Who are you?" Tom thought for a whole day in the room. He was probably sure that the other party had the strength to repair his soul. Although it was not an easy task, the only remaining question was the other party's identity, which might be revealed. , everything will be clear, especially one of them is still a Parseltongue. Nagini told him that this child has an extremely pure blood, far surpassing himself, and the magic power he possesses is beyond the reach of any wizard today. He has a guess.

"...After returning to normal, do what you should do." Salazar stood at the end of the magic circle with a cold face: "Don't step into Hogwarts again."

Godric raised his forehead, as long as this man has a little IQ, he will quickly discover some kind of connection between them and him, so, similarly, he doesn't want to see this man again at Hogwarts.

Tom frowned, he bit his lip and said nothing, and then he saw two children cut their wrists at the same time, and let the blood drip, and the blood fell on the magic circle on the floor, expanding towards both ends, and slowly connecting into a full circle , The fire-colored magic lines crossed around him in the magic circle, his body became very hot, and his mind became dizzy. Before he lost consciousness, his last thought was: their blood and his own resonated.

"He looks pretty good." Godric commented as he looked at the man who had fallen into a coma but returned to his normal appearance.

Salazar took out a bandage to bind the wound on his wrist, and said lightly, "Let's go."

Godric left a row of potions and a piece of parchment on the table, and said with emotion, "I've been saving people since I came here."

"You can go to St. Mungo's to seek a position." Salazar raised an eyebrow: "Instead of staying at Hogwarts to mislead your children."

"No, actually I plan to be a student next year." Godric followed Salazar out of the manor, shaking his head proudly: "I can ask Dumbledore to help me with my homework, isn't it great?"

"..." Salazar snorted, but did not refute. Originally, Godric was more suitable to be a student than him.

"Finally solved Tom's problem." Godric put a hand on Salazar's shoulder, and suggested: "I can't sleep anyway, how about going back to school to play Quidditch?"

"Whatever." Salazar said so, but he directly dragged Godric's apparition to the Quidditch pitch. Proper exercise can help regulate emotions.