Mentor and Friends

Tom is used to getting up early, even though it's the holidays.

During this period, he was used to preparing breakfast by himself, because he knew that the red-haired teaching assistant wouldn't get up until noon.

This morning, when he went downstairs, he unexpectedly smelled the fragrance.

He was a little dazed, and then he remembered that Harry came back yesterday...

"Why did you wake up so early?" Harry, who had brought his breakfast up, saw Tom standing on the stairs, and smiled, "I thought you would sleep a little longer."

"I'm used to it." Tom walked downstairs slowly, "Didn't Harry get up early too? I remember you were very tired last night." Why don't you take a longer rest?

"I'm used to it too." Harry smiled, "Sit down for a while, breakfast will be ready soon."

"I'll help you." Tom walked slowly to Harry's side. Harry had already made the fried eggs and was preparing other food.

Harry nodded.

There was no snow on the second day of Christmas. In the cold December, it was considered a good weather. The window of the living room was half opened, and the fresh air mixed with a little damp smell permeated the room , while Ron would have preferred to close the windows and doors tightly and set a Warming Charm indoors and burn a fire in the fireplace, Tom preferred to open the windows early in the morning to ventilate the room, and he was happy that Harry and his have the same habit.

The kitchen was very quiet, except for the occasional sounds from their hands. Tom stared at his hands, a little dazed.

Usually when he cooks his own breakfast, he settles it hastily. He and Ron have different tastes, so except for dinner, they solve breakfast and lunch by themselves. The strange thing is that he and Harry seem to have a lot in common. For breakfast, the food Harry prepared was very suitable for his taste. Of course, he would not narcissistically think that it was the result of Harry's usual observation of him in the auditorium.

Harry insisted on making bacon. According to him, "Tom, you are growing now, you should eat more."

Tom fell silent after hearing this.

He glanced blankly at Harry, then sighed.

Actually... he was only a year away from becoming an adult, and if he was standing with Harry now, anyone would think that it was Harry who should be nourished instead of him.

But there is a certain person who does not have this self-awareness, and still regards himself as an elder.

Although he was his own professor, Tom thought of the information he had gleaned from Professor Slughorn, which made him laugh a little.

Harry is only in his early 20s, not much older than him, and sometimes he even looks very confused. I really don't know why Harry wants to put on the face of an elder when facing him.

"Tom?" Harry's voice reached his eardrums, "What's wrong?"

Tom shook his head: "It's okay."

He helped Harry bring the rest of his breakfast to the table, and sat next to Harry.

Without Ron, the table seemed much quieter. Harry knew Tom didn't like to talk, so he didn't say anything, but just ate quietly.

Tom ate his food gracefully, which he usually carried back to his room to read while he ate, but today he didn't mind wasting some time at the table.

It wasn't until after breakfast that Tom wanted to go upstairs that Harry stopped him.

"Tom, let's go for a walk."

"Where are you going?" Tom paused, and asked in a low voice without being unhappy at being called.

"Go to the Muggle world, school is almost starting, isn't it?" Harry said with a smile.

Tom didn't agree right away.

He had completely forgotten that school would start shortly after Christmas, and this holiday he spent almost all of his time reading books just like in school. Logically speaking, he should continue to read books, especially after he got help After he studied the obsidian of the Horcrux.

It's just... He looked at Harry's expectant eyes and couldn't help hesitating.

Going out with Harry, for some reason, he didn't reject the idea at all, it was just the thought of going to the Muggle world...

The current Muggle world is full of smog. Is it really okay to go there?

Although the Muggle gathering place near Godric's Hollow seemed peaceful, Tom himself hated Muggles. If he hadn't been a minor and needed to go back to the orphanage every summer vacation, he definitely didn't want to come into contact with Muggles again.

And now Harry proposes to go to the Muggles...

"What's the matter Tom? Or do you have something to do?" Harry looked at Tom's uncertain expression, and suddenly remembered that Tom didn't like anything related to Muggles. It seemed that his request was difficult for him...

"If you have something to do, I'll go alone..."

"No, I'm fine." Tom interrupted Harry, and then he was stunned.

Harry looked at Tom, a little surprised.

Then he smiled softly: "Then let's go."

He didn't want to ask Tom why he suddenly wanted to go to the Muggles, Tom's mind was always elusive.

Tom followed Harry silently.

The madness last night made Godric's Hollow unusually quiet today, and many people were still enjoying their sweet dreams. Tom and Harry gradually saw some people when they walked towards the Muggle streets.

The past few years were during the Muggle World War. The war led to an economic downturn. Even if people left early and returned late, it was difficult to earn wages to support their families.

Harry and Tom went out early, but compared to people in the Muggle world, they were still late risers.

Because this town is close to Godric's Hollow, even the Muggles don't know that this town is virtually protected by wizards. Otherwise, as the war spreads throughout the UK, how could they live in peace? here?

Although there is not enough food, although the supplies are not abundant, at least they have a place they call home to shelter from the wind and rain.

Harry and Tom walked slowly down the street.

The faces of the people in the whole street were full of exhaustion, even though it was Christmas yesterday, it didn't affect them much.

Life goes on, and if you don't work hard, death will come.

Harry and Tom strolled around for a while. It was nearly ten o'clock in the morning, and the number of people on the street increased significantly.

Occasionally someone would bump into Tom and Harry and push them aside.

Tom frowned. He wasn't too happy about having these Muggles near him.

He watched Harry staring around unconsciously, gritted his teeth, and stepped forward to take Harry's hand.

"Tom?" Harry was a little surprised to be suddenly surrounded by a pair of cold hands.

"Don't get lost," Tom said flatly, looking ahead.

Harry looked at their clasped hands in confusion, and Tom thought he was trying to shake his hand away.

But Harry just smiled: "Okay."

Tom breathed a sigh of relief.

Harry took Tom to buy a few things. Basically, Tom just watched Harry buy things. He didn't like the Muggle world, and he agreed to come out with Harry only because Harry wanted to.

"What's so good about these things." Harry bought all Muggle gadgets, and Tom really didn't think Muggle things were any good.

"Tom, you don't seem to like Muggles?" Harry looked at him with a chuckle.

"A group of ordinary people with no ability." Tom made such a comment.

"Is it..." Harry seemed a little dazed, and he whispered softly.

"Don't Harry think so?" Tom asked, pursing his lips.

"They don't have our abilities, but they are not ordinary." Harry chuckled softly, "Tom, your prejudice against Muggles is too deep."

Tom didn't answer.

Harry also didn't expect Tom, who was determined to stay out of Muggles, to understand something, and in his opinion, there was no point in arguing about it.

Looking at Harry's reaction, Tom knew that Harry was on the Muggle side, which made him frown.

In his opinion, Muggles are greedy and incompetent, not pleasing at all, and he doesn't understand why Harry likes Muggles.

Both of them were dazed to varying degrees, until Harry was bumped suddenly and fell towards Tom unsteadily.

"Harry." Tom was startled, and hurried to steady him.

"I'm fine." Harry waved his hand.

"You..." Tom looked angrily at the person who bumped into Harry, and then he froze.

The blue eyes of the other party looked at him without emotion, and a faint aura emanated from him. The aura of the superior completely suppressed Tom's anger, and even made him feel timid.

Someone behind the man whispered something in his ear, looking at Tom maliciously, but the man shook his head and stopped him.

Then the man looked at Tom again, with a frightening arc on his tightly pursed lips: "Little guy, what do you want to say?" play with his feelings.

"You..." Tom struggled to utter one word, but couldn't say more.

The surrounding Muggles came and went, and no one seemed to notice what was going on on their side.

This man is a wizard!

Not just a high-ranking person in the Muggle world, this person...

"Why, don't you talk anymore?" The other party asked jokingly.

The coercion from the other party is getting bigger and bigger. Tom never knew that just a kind of momentum can make people almost surrender.

He lowered his head, and countless desires suddenly appeared in his eyes.

He also wants to...be like this...no, it should be, he wants to be someone stronger than him.

There was a sudden tug in his hand, and before he could react, he was pulled behind Harry.

"I think if Dumbledore knew that you not only appeared in England, but also bullied children, I'm afraid he would be completely disappointed in you." Harry's soft hum came into his ears, Tom was shocked He found that when Harry pulled himself behind him, the aura from the man was completely gone.

Tom looked at Harry, it was such a thin body that could actually fight against the man opposite...

"You..." The man's face became very ugly. It was hard for Tom to imagine such a change on such an indifferent face.

"Isn't it?" Harry looked at him, while easily resisting the man's pressure, "Mr. Grindelwald..."