Mentor and Friends

In just one day, Tom felt that he had enjoyed the tranquility he had never had in his life.

Yes, serenity.

It was a word he had never experienced before.

When he was in the orphanage before, he was busy living, yes, living, in a place like the orphanage, if you don’t cheer up 12, then the food that belongs to you is likely to be taken away by others, The only clothes that belong to you will be fought over by others.

It is no different from a different kind of underworld. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as the jungle. The orphanage will not care about the competition between you. They will only give them a small amount of food and then deprive them of their labor.

The death of a child is one less expense for the orphanage, and one less person to compete for food for other children.

Tom, who was born in that kind of place, has never enjoyed the tranquility of having a cup of scented tea in the afternoon in Hewei since he was a child.

That is a sin of luxury for the orphanage.

And when Tom went to Hogwarts, he put all his body and mind into the absorption of knowledge. He needed powerful magic power, profound knowledge, a stable position, and even more, he needed endless life.

He lived for more than ten years, and he was only happy when he made the Horcrux for the first time. Even when Dumbledore came to tell him that he was a wizard, he was never happy.

The pursuit of power and power made him not necessarily free at Hogwarts, and most of his cups were refreshing coffee.

However, after coming here, he couldn't find the coffee he drank.

Harry prefers to make a pot of herbal tea with some small biscuits or snacks - Tom still can't believe it, he and Harry just brought back two big bags of snacks at noon, and Harry and Ron settled a bag together in the evening.

That's a big bag of snacks!

These two people simply treat snacks as meals!

Because it is a gathering place for wizards, many wizards decorate their houses unscrupulously. Even though it is the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month, you can still see blooming flowers in the gardens of some houses.

The only exception is Harry's house.

Harry didn't necessarily want those flowers to bloom out of season. He preferred to see the snow all over the house, or when the weather was a little better, admire the evergreens that were still growing tenaciously under the ravages of winter snow.

In just one day, Tom felt, his mood was more peaceful than ever.

It's like a person who walks fast suddenly slows down, and then finds that doing so can make him feel a lot easier, so he falls in love with this rhythm.

Tom sat on the chair in his own room, watching the snow falling slowly in his eyes outside the window, with the tea brought by Harry in his hand, and Harry insisted that he should drink some scented tea before going to bed. "Unless you want milk," Harry told him, grunting.

Drinking milk before going to bed was unconditional in the past, but later it was disdainful. For Tom, it was the food only children needed.

In order to prevent Harry from actually warming him a glass of milk, Tom finally took the teacup from Harry's hand.

"Remember to go to bed early, you know." Harry reminded him before leaving, a little verbose, but Tom didn't sarcastically say anything.

The teapot had been charmed by Harry, and it didn't cool down even after Tom left it aside for half an hour.

There was also a book in Tom's lap.

It is his habit to read before going to bed, and sometimes he can even fall asleep looking at the book.

But tonight he has no idea of ​​reading.

Downstairs, Harry and Ron quarreled over snacks, Tom chuckled, and always felt that these two people looked like children at certain times.

But this kind of noise, which he couldn't stand normally, made the corners of his lips curl up tonight.

Not long after, Harry and Ron finished arguing, Ron cursed Harry and ran upstairs, and Harry didn't know what to do downstairs by himself.

Tom looked at the time, it was already eleven o'clock, and he was in a daze for three hours.

He stood up, put the books that had been on his lap tonight on the bookshelf, and then changed into his pajamas. After thinking about it, he poured himself a cup of tea.

The faint fragrance floated into Tom's nose as the tea flowed into the cup. Tom picked up the teacup and took a sip leisurely. The unique taste of lavender permeated the corners of his lips, which was mellow and light.

Tom turned out the light, went to bed and covered the glass.

This should be the first time he has slept in such a warm environment. Compared to the cold room and the cold bed in the orphanage, and compared to Slytherin's perennially low and humid climate, this place is simply a paradise.

Tom, who was vigilant in an unfamiliar environment, quickly fell into a daze.

Vaguely, he felt someone approaching his door, and he frowned in his sleep.

The person outside the door tentatively asked in a low voice, "Tom?"

The familiar gentle voice made Tom's only trace of alertness disappear, and he fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, Tom was called up by Harry.

Tom awoke alertly at the first knock at the door, with a hint of sullenness in his black eyes. "Tom? Are you up?"

Harry's questioning voice came from outside the door, the voice was very soft, probably because he was afraid that Tom was still awake, but Harry probably didn't know that Tom was as vigilant as he was, and Nagini was always there to help him. Now Nagini is in hibernation, so he's all by himself now.

Harry woke up the moment he knocked on the door. It has been many years since no one dared to wake him up while he was sleeping. In the orphanage, since he was recognized as a monster, and since things happened one after another around him, No one would bother him anymore, the people in the orphanage regarded him as a monster, and even the nannies were unwilling to approach him, they all ignored him, at most they prepared his share when eating, that’s all. Of course, sometimes they even "accidentally" forget.

After coming to Hogwarts, the Slytherins respected everyone's freedom. Although he was in a two-person dormitory at that time, at least he and his roommate had nothing to do with each other.

Then it took him less than a year to prove his ability, coupled with his friendship with Abraxas, the exposure of his identity as a descendant of Slytherin, he gained a private space, and then, until today, They also knock on his door in the morning - who doesn't know that their chief hates being woken up in the morning.

But the moment Harry's voice came to mind, the sullenness in Tom's eyes disappeared completely-funny that he didn't even know why.

"En." He replied softly.

"Come and have breakfast," Harry said from the door.

Then there was the sound of Harry coming downstairs.

Tom lay in bed for a while, then got up neatly.

When he was about to leave, he looked at the teapot on the table, and after thinking about it, he decided that it would be better to take it down and give it to Harry.

When picking up the teapot on the table, Tom's hand accidentally touched the body of the pot, and the next moment he was shocked by the temperature he felt through the body of the pot.

The warming spell is not a difficult spell. Basically, as long as you listen carefully to the class and practice it a few times in the first grade, it is not difficult to use it. The difficulty is the duration of the spell.

Generally speaking, people with strong magic power will last longer for the spell. Of course, there are also some people who consciously break the spell.

Harry brought him tea at nearly ten o'clock last night, and it was already eight o'clock in the morning, but the temperature inside hadn't dropped at all.

Tom looked out the window, the white snow was still falling, and the temperature was still so low.

He pursed his lips, took the teapot and left the room.

Downstairs, Harry had already put all the breakfast on the dining table.

"Morning, Professor." Tom greeted softly.

Harry froze for a moment, then smiled and said, "Morning, Tom, this is not a school, just call me by my name." What's more, to be honest, the current him is not much older than Tom.

Tom called his name politely: "Just the two of us, Harry?"

Harry nodded: "You don't have to think about waking Ron up at this time, except that he can get up at 07:30 when he goes to school, you can't wake him up at other times."

"Harry studied in a foreign country?" I heard that the person in front of him is in his early twenties, not a few years older than him. If he studied in Hogwarts back then, he should not be impressed.

"That's right." Turning the space he is in into another country is actually nothing.

Harry put breakfast in front of Tom, and sat down opposite Tom himself.

Harry made a big breakfast for Tom, but ate very simple himself.

Tom looked at the vegetables and bread on Harry's plate, a little surprised.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked puzzled as he watched him staring at him.

"That little?" Tom looked at Harry's plate.

"It's okay." Harry smiled, "I always eat like this for breakfast, and now you ask me to eat something else, but I'm not used to it."

Tom nodded understandingly.

He remembered that when he was in the orphanage, he was mainly vegetarian, and most of the food was bread. When he first arrived at Hogwarts, after changing the food, most of them were meat-based, but in the early days It caused his stomach to feel uncomfortable. Sometimes after breakfast, he didn't even have much appetite at lunch.

"No wonder you look so thin." Tom said softly. Usually, he would not like to talk at the dinner table, but today, when there were only two people at the dinner table, he didn't have many worries. , and chatted with Harry.

"Actually, I'm quite satisfied with my current situation, but Hermione always frowns at me." Harry shrugged and poured himself a glass of milk.

"Hermione?" Harry and Ron kept saying that name since last night, and Tom had to admit that he was really curious.

"My friend." Harry said with a smile, "You know, people are always naughty. When I was still in school, I was committed to breaking the school rules, and Ron and Hermione were my accomplices." "Well, although he didn't mean to ignore the school rules, there are always times in life when he can't help himself - someone made an excuse for himself in his heart.

"Breaking school rules?" Tom sneered. "Just you?"

Does this young man who looks gentle, polite and calm sometimes ignore the rules?It sounds like a fantasy.

"Don't believe it?" Harry asked with a grin. "In my second year of school, I broke hundreds of school rules in the whole school year." He remembered that at the end of the second year, when they rescued Kim Ni later concluded to them, "At that time, I almost got fired."

At that time, he and Ron literally hung their hearts in their throats, fearing that they would be fired.

"Unbelievable." Tom made that comment to Harry.

"You can't just judge people by their appearance." Harry said with a smile, "Who said that people who are gentle on the surface can't be active on the inside?" Just like Lockhart back then, the entire wizarding world was fascinated by his smile, even Hermione They were obsessed with it for a while, and finally gave up not long after. Who would have thought that he was so handsome—well, Harry couldn't see why that guy was handsome, but at least that's how the whole wizarding world judged someone, wasn't it? ——Behind the smile is a thief who steals the fruits of other people's labor?

Tom seemed to be taken aback, can't you just judge people by their appearance?

He nodded understandingly.

Indeed, people should not only be judged by appearance.

Just looking at this person, who would have thought that such a gentle and thin person would have so much magical power in his body?

Tom put his head down and ate his breakfast.

One day, he will also have such a powerful magical power... no, even stronger than this, a magical power that does not belong to anyone.

Harry didn't know what was going on in Tom's mind, he just closed his mouth when he saw that Tom didn't speak - at least from Draco, he could still know the habits of Slytherin, although he didn't know about these so-called "Elegance" scoffed, but he couldn't ask others not to do it, could he?

When they had finished breakfast, Harry asked as he cleared the dishes, "What are you going to do with your two-week vacation?"

How do you live?

Tom looked at Harry strangely.

How else can he live besides staying in the room and reading a book?

Looking at Tom's expression, Harry knew that Tom definitely wanted to spend his time here reading. He rolled his eyes: "Please, you are on vacation now, on vacation! You have to have fun during the vacation, what books are you reading!"

Even Hermione would travel with her parents during the holidays, and relax herself appropriately. Could it be that this person really locked herself in her room to read all year round?

forget it!

"When I'm done packing, I'll take you out for a walk, don't keep burying yourself in the pile of books." Harry put the tableware into the kitchen while chanting. As for the breakfast, it was kept warm. The curse was warming, waiting for Ron to wake up.

Tom touched his nose and went into the kitchen very consciously.