Mentor and Friends

Regardless of whether Harry's new life is happy or not, Harry knows one thing, he is very satisfied in the latest, although he knows that Tom is doing something secretly, but he still chooses to ignore it after all.

In the world of love, there are always people who need to take a step back, otherwise their lives will not be able to continue.

After a month, Harry finally had enough time to panic.

"I've got to find something to do, it's an abusive life for me!" Harry yelled from the couch, "Tom, did you hear that?"

"Understood." Tom took the book away from his eyes, "You've told me no less than thirty times." And it's still within this hour!

"Why don't you just give me a suggestion!" Harry commanded.

It's a pity that Tom doesn't know what to say if he wants to think of something good for a while.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts has only taught for less than four years. Although he is not young, he has not yet reached the point of retirement, and this Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is deeply loved by children. Harry can't run away. Go to the other party and say to the other party: "Hey, I'm sorry, the principal just asked you to replace me during my disappearance. Now that I'm back, you can go." Is this the case?

Tom had considered suggesting Harry join the Ministry of Magic, but he himself quickly dismissed the idea.

After all, Tom knows better than anyone that Harry is not suitable for politics. Although he is smart and thinks twice about many things, Harry's own character is doomed that he does not like politics and is not suitable for politics.

For Harry, the Ministry of Magic will only be a cage.

Harry flipped through the newspaper boredly: "Maybe I can go to Diagon Alley to find some work. It's the beginning of school, and Diagon Alley should be very busy, so maybe I should go there and look around."

The corner of Tom's mouth twitched. He really wanted to tell Harry that since the day he and Harry went to Diagon Alley, the rumor that Harry was the lover of the Dark Lord had already been spread. If he wanted to go to Diagon Alley to find something to do, probably no one would dare to hire him yet.

But he didn't want to break Harry's fantasy by himself, after all, if he said it himself, it would be suspected of preventing Harry from entertaining himself.

Better to let Harry discover this for himself.

After Tom made up his mind, he swallowed the words on his lips.

And Harry continued to flip through the newspaper.

Then Tom heard Harry's surprised voice.

"Yeah...yes, why didn't I think of that." Harry looked at the newspaper and said, "Oh, I must have slept for four years and fell asleep."

"What's wrong?" What did this guy find that made him so excited?

"How did I forget, Tom," said Harry, looking at him with a big smile, "while I have fun teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts, that's not what I'm best at."

"What's that?" Tom raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Not what you are best at can do so well, so what about what you are best at?

"It's this." Harry held the newspaper up to Tom's nose.

Newspapers announced that this year's Quidditch World Cup is about to be held, the UK venue has been arranged, and so on.

Harry had slept for too long, and had been recuperating some time ago, so he rarely read newspapers at that time.

And even if he reads the newspapers, most of what he reads are the headlines of the Daily Prophet, and he seldom reads the newspapers carefully.

As for the Quidditch World Cup, it was still in the headlines in the past few months. Now, even the venue is ready, and it will start as soon as the time comes. Naturally, it is not a hot news.

Harry was bored today, so he found this accident while flipping through the newspaper.

Quidditch!

What is Porter best at?

It's not Nocturnal Walking, it's not Making Trouble, it's not Defense Against the Dark Arts, it's Quidditch!

He is the favorite of the sky and a genius of Quidditch.

No one will ever be able to be like a duck in the sky like Potter. The Potter family has always belonged to the sky, let alone such an outstanding Harry.

"I think with my ability, it should not be difficult to enter the national team." Even though he may be a substitute at the beginning, he can always find his place.

Besides, Harry liked the sky.

He likes the feeling of being free and unfettered, and he likes the excitement of chasing the snitch.

He likes Quidditch.

"Quidditch?" Tom is not flattered about the behavior of flying in the sky on a broomstick. He can force himself to do many things, and he can force himself to learn many things he doesn't like for the sake of ability, but only Quidditch , he can never force himself.

When he was in the first grade, the teacher was so impressed with his flying skills that he reluctantly let him fly at low altitude.

But at that time, Tom thought that anyway, the Ministry of Magic would consider your Apparation grades and not your flying grades, so Tom didn't care about this taint at all.

Tom hasn't touched a broomstick for many years.

Harry brought up the broomstick again, and he remembered that there was such a thing as a broomstick in the wizarding world.

"What?" Harry looked at him with a strange look, and looked at him with some malicious intentions, "Are you not satisfied with my decision?"

"You know I've always respected your decision." Tom felt his facial expression was gradually stiffening, "Although I don't like this sport."

"Well, there will always be people who don't like the sport, like Hermione who doesn't understand why Ron and I can talk about Quidditch all afternoon." Harry shrugged, "But I still have to say ,I like this."

"If you really decide to," Tom frowned, "but it's dangerous."

"It's okay," Harry said, "the Quidditch team will always send a better healer." To prevent all kinds of accidents.

"But if you are like this, you need to fly around," Tom gradually approached Harry, "in this case, we will not see each other often."

"Do you think you're still a child and need the professor to chase after you to feel safe?" Harry teased and patted him. "You're an adult, Tom."

"No," Tom approached Harry gradually, "I just want to say, if you need to fly around, I will be bored by myself." Before he knew it, Tom had thrown away the book in his hand and hugged Harry , "You let me taste the marrow, my dear..."

"Don't mess around..." Harry slapped his face away.

"Well...it's not nonsense..." Once that barrier is broken through, many things will follow in a logical way.

"It's daytime, Tom Riddle!"

"The last time we were also in the daytime..."

"Damn it, you bastard..."

"You always like duplicity, Harry."

"let me go……"

Tom felt that he knew the taste, and he couldn't let go of Harry. Once he tasted the sweetness, it seemed like he had tasted drugs, and he couldn't let go again.

……

The next day, when Harry appeared in Diagon Alley, his face was still stinky.

Even though his mobility was a bit inconvenient, he still had to come.

Because of that letter in the morning.

Moody didn't know where he got the news of his return, so he sent a message this morning asking if he was free to come to Diagon Alley for a meeting.

Although Harry didn't know what Moody was looking for him for, he thought that he was fine anyway, and the news in Moody's letter was very sincere, so he was still invited.

"Professor Harry..."

"I'm not a professor anymore," Harry smiled. "And you've already graduated. Speaking of which, I've only taught you for two years. Our ages are not much different. You can call me Harry."

"In that case, then Harry," the Moody at this moment has changed a lot since he was in school, but he doesn't have the image of the Mad-Eye in Harry's impression. He is still young at the moment, with a handsome face, Auror's training made him look stronger. When facing Harry, he must have deliberately lowered his arrogance, "I'm really sorry today." He couldn't say Slytherin politely, but He also knew that it was inappropriate to ask someone out so abruptly.

"It's okay, I'm fine today," Harry ordered himself some dessert. It was the first time he had a cold drink since he left Tom's custody. In a way, Harry and Dumbledore had the same The point is that they like sweets, but they have different definitions of "sweet" for sweets, "So... why are you looking for me?"

"I wonder... maybe you'd like to tell me where Ron is."

"Ron?" Harry was a little dazed, he didn't even know what was going on at this time, and why it was all about Ron.

"I want to know where he is, how he's been..." Moody hesitated, but finally said it.

"Are you looking for... Ron?" Harry once again confirmed that he had no auditory hallucinations.

"In fact, I have been looking for him for four years, since the news of your disappearance came." Moody looked a little anxious and a little irritable, "I don't know if he is hiding from me, but I am still waiting for his Answer."

"Huh?" What's wrong with this world?

Did something happen without him knowing?

Harry looked at Moody in disbelief: "Well, although I shouldn't ask, I still want to say, you are..."

"I'm pursuing him." Moody looked at the ice water in front of him. "During graduation, I asked him, since you can be with Riddle and don't mind the relationship between the professor and the students, why can't I."

Harry thought he might understand Ron's feelings when he found out Tom had decided to court him.

I just want to drop my jaw!

"I asked him if he would accept my pursuit if I graduated and was no longer his student," Moody said. "He just said it would take a while, but after that, you guys disappeared. "

The corners of Harry's mouth twitched as he listened to Moody's words, and suddenly... he thought he might understand why Ron had been in a trance all these years!

Should he tell Hermione about this?

This is too...

Merlin, what are these things!