Mentor and Friends

When Christmas comes, I have to say that many people are cheering.

The recent days are really too depressing. After what happened to Slytherin and Gryffindor last time, there is nothing in Gryffindor, but the atmosphere in Slytherin is so depressing. Depressed, many people feel uncomfortable.

You know, in the past, Slytherin would not give people such a feeling, but these days, their "high-level" has always been very serious, and the original elegant posture is now added with a little indifference , making people extremely uncomfortable.

With the Christmas holiday approaching, many people can take a break.

At the very least, many people are looking forward to the fact that things should get better after the holidays are over.

Although it was still early in the morning, there was no one in the school. They rushed home by the school bus and left the school early, leaving only a few scattered people sleeping in the dormitory.

Tom got up when the Slytherins got up, he had his own dormitory, and not many people knew what he was doing.

Except my friend Abraxas.

Abraxas came over before leaving: "Are you still planning to stay in school today?"

Abraxas can be said to be Tom's only friend. After Tom really took charge of the entire Slytherin, Abraxas is the only one who can talk and laugh with Tom regardless of his status.

Many people thought that Tom didn't go home because he was too diligent and had to read books even during the holidays. Only Abraxas understood the situation behind Tom.

He invites Tom to visit his home every year, but Tom refuses every year.

Today, he just came to ask a routine question, and he thought Tom would nod, but to his surprise, Tom shook his head at him.

"It's really strange." Abraxas looked at Tom with some surprise, "Could it be that you finally want to visit the Malfoy family? I have to say, Tom, my father has long wanted to meet you, a descendant of Slytherin. gone."

Tom chuckled: "Abu, just because I'm not at school doesn't mean I have to go to Malfoy Manor."

"Oh?" Abraxas seemed a little surprised, "Who has such a big face to invite you as a guest?"

Tom seemed to remember something, with a half-smile on his face.

But Abraxas just knew the kid was happy right now.

He asked teasingly, "Isn't it an invitation from some beautiful woman?"

Tom was stunned for a moment, always feeling that the word "beautiful" seems...maybe...as if it could be related to his inviter?But Harry is really a very gentle person. He is different from Dumbledore's hypocritical gentleness. He gives people a gentle and jade-like feeling, as if as long as he is by his side, all the irritability can be settled. like down.

Abraxas looked at Tom's dazed expression, but he himself was shocked first!

Could it be... Which beauty really invited Tom?

No, no, no!

For so many years, I have never seen Tom look at any girl!

Hey, could it be that your friend is hiding in the golden house?

Could it be that he is going to meet his parents?

Wait, Abraxas, what are you thinking!

Abraxas was shocked by his own thoughts at first, and then he was helpless by his wild thinking.

But who made Tom always so calm, he only knew to focus on his studies without any gossip, so he was so shocked all of a sudden.

But to be honest, he really didn't know what was going on with Tom.

A recognized person pops up without a word, and then you go to his house as a guest?

Abraxas understood that Tom not only relied on his own knowledge to gain a firm foothold in Slytherin, but his identity was also crucial.

If Tom went to visit someone else's house at this time, wouldn't that mean that Tom recognized that person?

As everyone knows, even though Tom and Abraxas themselves knew the reason, the real inviter did not know the reason.

"Believe me, Abu," Tom said, looking at Abraxas playfully, "if he knew you called him 'Beauty,' I'm sure he'd pull his wand on you."

Abraxas looked at him in disbelief: "No... isn't it? It's actually 'he'?"

This, this, this... So, what's going on here?

"You're going to be late, Abu." Tom didn't answer his question directly, but reminded Abraxas lightly that he should leave with his luggage.

"Hey, Tom, my dear friend, you know, it's not right for you to release a fog bomb like this." At least you have to tell me who is the one who compares the noble Malfoy family to the bottom!

You know, he has been trying to invite his good friends to visit his home for many years, but he has been rejected all the time. It doesn't make sense that he was rejected and then an unknown person came first!

Tom glanced at him lightly and ignored him.

Abraxas shook his head with a sigh, because the school bus was about to leave, so he had to leave: "Oh, Tom, I hope you can make new progress after the holiday is over."

In Abraxas' eyes, since Tom accepted the other party's invitation, he should also like him. Well, even though it was "he", isn't this normal in the wizarding world?

So, since a friend likes it, then he naturally wishes his friend sincerely, hoping to make some progress, right?

You know, at the age of 67, there are some things that should be known, and only Tom, a lunatic, will hold a book whenever he has free time, even in the noisy environment of a dance party in the lounge. I can keep watching, regardless of the extravagance around me.

There was once a beautiful woman who tried to invite him to dance with him and spend time together, but he mercilessly cast a black magic spell on him. Since then, no one dared to bother him again.

Therefore, although generally speaking, at Tom's age, he should have experienced some enlightenment, but because this kid is obsessed with magic, he has never participated in the dances at the academy.

Although he was curious about the mysterious person who could get into his friend's eyes, Abraxas respected his friend's opinion more.

That's why he gave a blessing before leaving.

Tom looked at his leaving back, a little helpless.

"Isn't it just going to the professor's house for a vacation? Is there anything that needs to be developed?" At this time, Tom didn't think about Abraxas' blessing in that direction.

After that, Hogwarts really quieted down.

Although this silence does not affect Slytherin, who has always been quiet.

Tom's luggage was very simple, just a few changes of clothes.

He packed up early and just had to wait for Harry to come to him before he could go.

Because Harry had a professor meeting before he left, Tom had to wait for him in the dormitory.

At eleven o'clock there was a knock at Tom's door.

Tom went to open it, and Harry looked at him with a big smile in his Muggle clothes.

"Good morning, Professor," said Tom politely.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting." Harry looked at him apologetically, "I assume you've packed your bags?"

Tom nodded.

"Then let's go."

Tom followed Harry down to the cellar, and he looked at Harry suspiciously.

"I joined the furnace wall in the house with the one here, so that we don't have to endure the discomfort of apparating, and if we apparate, we have to run to the school gate, you know, it's very cold today. Harry laughed. "Well Tom, I think we need to move on to our holiday." He handed Tom a piece of paper.

It has their destination written on it.

"It's not the first time you've used it, is it?"

Tom nodded, walked into the furnace wall, sprinkled Floo powder, and said the location accurately and clearly, and then the furnace wall led him away.

After a whirlwind, Tom held on to the next wall brick at the moment the teleportation arrived to avoid falling.

Then he gave himself a clean-up - and then he realized that it was completely unnecessary, because the furnace walls were clean, as if they had just been used.

Harry waited for nearly a minute before appearing, by this time Tom was already standing in the living room, waiting for Harry.

"Ron, this guy is going shopping. Come on, let me take you to your room to store your luggage. You should be able to have lunch later. Oh, I hope you have already had breakfast." Harry realized that it was already ten It was past one o'clock. He was used to not eating often, and he didn't know if Tom was used to it.

"I had some biscuits." Tom nodded.

"That's not enough." Harry shook his head and smiled, "But Ron should be back soon, so let's go up first."

Harry took Tom up to the second floor, and Tom found that it was an ordinary small house with three floors, but it was very clean. There were three rooms on the second floor, and Harry took him to the one at the end of the stairs. between.

"I think you might like to read in a quiet environment." Harry scratched his hair and laughed.

Tom looked at Harry with some surprise, which was indeed his habit.

In the past, when entertaining guests, few people arranged guests in such a remote room, but Harry guessed Tom's preference, and arranged him here, but it has to be said that Tom was really very happy with such an arrangement. satisfied.

Under Harry's leadership, Tom entered his room. The layout inside was simple and elegant, and Tom felt that he fell in love with it right away.

"Harry, I'm back..." Ron's loud voice came from downstairs.

Harry answered, and said to Tom, "I'll go down and make breakfast."

Tom nodded, watched him go downstairs, and didn't look away until Harry disappeared around the corner of the building...