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After Harry returned to the dormitory alone, he immediately opened the diary and began to study.

He found that what was recorded in the diary was all the events of the Dark Lord's student days. These words written by the Dark Lord had a little magical effect, and they all avoided the poked holes, which did not affect Harry's reading at all.

It turned out that when Tom saw Dumbledore in the orphanage, it was like a chick breaking out of its shell and seeing a hen. Tom felt that Dumbledore was the first ray of sunshine in his gloomy life, and he was the person he wanted to be with for the rest of his life.

But things backfired. Since he came to Hogwarts and Tom was assigned to Slytherin, Dumbledore's attitude towards Tom was obviously much colder.

Tom didn't understand. He thought that as long as he got good grades, Dumbledore would pay attention to him again.

So Tom studied harder than anyone else, and gradually his magic ability was much higher than other students.

Because of Tom's extraordinary excellence, the senior Abraxas Malfoy handed over a friendly olive branch, and the two established a deep friendship after many secret talks.

"Abrak, if you want to win someone's heart, what should you do?" Tom finally decided to take the initiative for his love, so he asked Abraxas Malfoy, who had rich experience in love, for advice.

"Oh? Our lovely Junior Riddle has just begun to fall in love!" Abraxas Malfoy teased Tom.

Tom's face was slightly red, and he said in a low voice with some shyness: "That person has always been in my heart..."

"I have to say, Riddle, you hide your thoughts too well. Unless you hear it with your own ears, who can imagine that Riddle, who is more enthusiastic about learning magic than anyone else, would pay attention to another Alone." Abraxas Malfoy said seriously with his family's unique aria.

"Stop your teasing, Abrak!" Tom growled in annoyance. "If you don't have good advice, then bye!"

Tom raised his legs and was about to leave, but Abraxas Malfoy hurriedly grabbed him, and said with a smile: "Don't do this, I was too surprised just now, so I made a mistake. I promise you won't be against my suggestion. feel disappointed."

"Oh?" Tom stopped and looked back at the other party with a puzzled expression, "Let's listen."

Abraxas Malfoy coughed lightly, and began to talk about his experience summed up in the field of love.

"If you want the other party to fall in love with you, you must first have a good appearance. You already have this. Secondly, your personal ability is also very important. No one likes idiots, right? Riddle, you also do a good job at this. Then it’s about confessing your love at the right time, the right place, and the right scene, and of course small gifts are essential.”

At this time, Abraxas Malfoy waved his wand, and an exquisite gift box appeared in Tom's hands. He blinked and said, "Believe me, chocolate is the catalyst for a successful relationship."

Tom looked at the chocolate in his hand, and the corners of his mouth slightly curved, showing his joyful heart.

Who would have thought that under Tom's extremely calm and ruthless appearance, there is actually a young love hidden.

So, on the eve of Christmas, almost all the students at Hogwarts went home for the holiday. After Tom had dinner with a few professors and students, Tom knocked the chocolates given by Malfoy in his pocket and knocked on Dumbledore. Lido's door.

"Professor, may I come in and sit down?"

"Tom? Why are you here? Is there something wrong?" Dumbledore asked in surprise.

Tom shook his head, staring at Dumbledore's shy smile, "I just wanted to see you..."

"Come in." Dumbledore felt that Tom was a little different today, so in order to find out why, he had to let Tom come in first.

After Tom came in, he closed the door behind him and quietly locked it.Although Dumbledore saw it, he didn't point it out.The two sat on the sofa, facing each other.

"Professor, this is a gift." Tom took out a gift box containing chocolates and put it on the table between them.

"Thank you, Tom." Dumbledore opened the gift box and was delighted when he saw that it was sweets. He took out a piece of chocolate and put it in his mouth. "This chocolate tastes really good!"

"It was given by someone else. I know, Professor, you have always liked this kind of thing." Seeing that Dumbledore was eating happily, Tom was not as nervous as before.

"If someone else gave it to you, then you must have never eaten it. Come, let's taste it together." Dumbledore's attitude towards Tom suddenly became very friendly.

"Okay." Tom got up and sat down on the sofa beside Dumbledore, picked up a piece of chocolate and put it in his mouth. The silky feeling and sweet taste that melted in his mouth immediately made Tom feel extremely happy, and his heart beat. The jumping and jumping was endless.

"Professor," Tom stared at Dumbledore's face, sighed and whispered slowly, "Your transfiguration is really powerful, almost everyone believes that you are a late old man, but I know that's not what you really look like."

"Oh?" Dumbledore, uncharacteristically, did not guard Tom, but said in surprise, "You actually know?"

"Of course, my Transfiguration is also very powerful." Tom raised his delicate face proudly.

"It turns out that before I knew it, little Tom had grown to the point where I was impressed." Dumbledore sighed with relief, and he stretched out his hand to shake his face, and his old face had already changed into that of a young man.

Tom stared straight at the young Dumbledore looking very attractive, which made Tom excited.He moved towards Dumbledore's side, and involuntarily put his hand on Dumbledore's face, "Professor, you are so pretty."

"Really?" Because of the close distance, Dumbledore looked at Tom's slightly flushed face and thought it was very cute. He liked the way Tom looked up at him, "Do you like my appearance?"

"I like it," Tom slowly approached Dumbledore's face, "I like it the most."

After speaking, Tom quickly kissed Dumbledore on the mouth.

Seeing Tom's uneasy look as if he had done something bad, Dumbledore thought, how could there be such a lovely person, and the excitement in his heart prompted him to pull Tom into his arms and kiss him deeply.

All the lingering, pain, and joy made Tom feel happy and sweet, and finally fell asleep in the arms of his beloved professor.

In the early morning of the second day, Tom woke up on Dumbledore's bed, looking at the young version of Dumbledore beside him, thinking of the passion last night, immediately made him both shy and sweet.

At this time, Dumbledore who was next to him also woke up. When Dumbledore found Tom on his bed, and he was not dressed, he showed a shocked expression.

"Tom, why are you here?"

Tom was taken aback, "Professor, yesterday we already..."

"Tom!" Before Tom could finish speaking, Dumbledore interrupted sharply, "Last night, you used a love potion on me!"

Dumbledore seemed very angry, causing Tom to panic all of a sudden, "Love potion? I don't have..."

"Those chocolates! Didn't you bring them?"

"How come..." Tom was also shocked, it was given to him by Abraxas Malfoy, and he really didn't know that there was a love potion in it.

"I didn't expect you to be such a humble person!"

"I'm not!" Tom burst into tears, "I really like you..."

"Like?" said Dumbledore, scornfully. "A Slytherin likes a Gryffindor?"

"You took me to Hogwarts and ignored me because I went into Slytherin?" Tom asked tearfully.

Dumbledore's eyes were deep. Although he was silent, it was enough to dispel all Tom's hopes.

For a moment, Tom felt that his light had left him.

"Professor, I'm leaving. Take care." Tom resisted the discomfort in his body, limped away from the bed, and then picked up the clothes on the ground to put on.

Dumbledore watched Tom's every move silently. When he saw that Tom bent down to pick up the clothes, there were still bloodstains on his thighs. He suddenly had some throbbing in his heart. There was something inexplicable. Emotions filled his heart, making him a little uncomfortable.

Tom dressed and limped out of Dumbledore's room without another word.

On Christmas morning, when everyone else was still in bed, Tom wandered around Hogwarts in a daze.

Unknowingly, Tom came to a bathroom. He stood by the sink, and in the mirror on the wall, he looked pale and miserable.

The pain in the body and the despair in the spirit made his brain feel dizzy. He slammed the mirror in front of him, picked up a lens, and scratched it hard on his wrist.

"Professor, as you wish, let all this ashes, ashes, as if it never happened..."

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Standing in the bathroom of his own room, Dumbledore looked at his handsome and young appearance in the mirror, and sighed regretfully, "What's wrong with me? I actually took Tom's love potion, so that the child can see that I am truly look."

He couldn't help but think of the back of Tom leaving without a sound, it was so bleak, and he couldn't help panicking, "Does that kid really like me?"

Suddenly, a rush of stinging noises interrupted Dumbledore's thoughts. He hastily used magic to transform himself back to his usual old appearance. After fully dressed, he stood at the door and opened the door.

It was Filch, the gatekeeper of Hogwarts. He said in a panic, "Professor Dumbledore, I'm sorry to disturb your rest, but the headmaster asked me to inform all the professors staying at the school to go to the school infirmary immediately."

"What happened?" Dumbledore asked suspiciously.

"One student was seriously injured."

"who is it?"

"Tom Malwolf Riddle."

Dumbledore felt his heart constrict suddenly, "I see, I'll go to the school infirmary right away!"

Dumbledore rushed to the school infirmary quickly, and saw the pale man lying on the hospital bed, not at all angry, and unconsciously throbbing in his heart.

"Albus, you are here." The headmaster patted Dumbledore on the shoulder and said sadly: "Mr. Riddle was brought into Hogwarts by you, and you are also very sad to see him become like this, right?"

Dumbledore didn't speak, a feeling of suffocation in his throat made him restless.

"Fortunately, Mr. Riddle is still alive." The principal continued to comfort him.

"En." Dumbledore just responded dully.

At this time, the other two remaining professors came along with Filch, and the headmaster asked Filch to explain the situation briefly.

"I was inspecting the campus at the time, and suddenly saw Mr. Riddle approaching with a pale face. I didn't want to worry about anything during the holiday, so I didn't care. After a while, I heard the sound of a mirror breaking in the bathroom on the second floor, waiting When I rushed over, I found Mr. Riddle lying on the washstand with a broken wrist, and the water from the unscrewed faucet took away most of his blood. So I hurried him to the school infirmary, and then You have been notified to the principal."

The principal nodded and said, "I am very grateful to Mr. Ferzie for his conscientiousness. Then, please continue to patrol the campus to see if there are any other suspicious incidents."

Ferzi nodded and left the school infirmary.

"I've already been to the bathroom on the second floor, and I can see that there is no trace of an attack." The principal looked at the unconscious Tom, and said with certainty, "He made the wound himself, and he is trying to commit suicide."

The headmaster's words made Dumbledore clenched his fists violently, and also made the other two professors gasp. Who didn't know that Tom was the best student in Slytherin House.

"Suicide, how is this possible?" the professor of herbal medicine said in disbelief.

"Nothing is impossible!" The school doctor walked over and said, "When I checked his injuries just now, I found that there were signs of tearing on his lower body, that is to say, he was raped by a man!"

The four professors present all had dignified faces after listening.

"I think we should keep this matter a secret first." At this time, Dumbledore said calmly, "Anyone who encounters such a thing should not let others know, especially a proud person like Mr. Riddle. As for Mr. Riddle, Headmaster, I want to have a good talk with him, and it will do him good."

"Then I will trouble you, Albus." The headmaster said to Dumbledore reassuringly, "In the absence of Head Slytherin, you are indeed the most suitable person to take care of Mr. Riddle."

"I hope you don't tell what happened to Mr. Riddle." Dumbledore said with a sincere expression on his face, "After all, such a promising child is rare, and I don't want to ruin him because of this incident. "

The other professors felt that it made sense and agreed one after another.

When the principal and the other two professors left, the school doctor was busy with his own affairs.

Dumbledore sat alone on the chair beside the hospital bed, looking at Tom's lifeless white face, Dumbledore sighed deeply.

"Stop doing stupid things! You're still young, and you won't be so attached to certain things after a while."

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