[HP] Seven Nights Talk

In the last second, Harry was still in the sea of ​​consciousness, waiting for Soul Piece to react to his words - he was almost sure that the other party had been moved by him, and the next one would be at least a kiss; but in the next second, he Standing on a street with people coming and going, the surrounding scenery is completely old and unfamiliar.A passerby passed by him, and after looking him inadvertently, he showed an expression of "this man is really strange".

"Where did he come from in London? Is that a medieval robe?"

"There's another sign on it? It says Hogg..."

"At this temperature, he is still wearing a sweater?"

There were whispers, and Harry was completely stunned.He looked down at himself, and found that he was wearing Hogwarts winter school uniform, and instantly understood the meaning of other people's eyes - the robe and sweater were incompatible with the cool summer clothes around him.But at least he had the useful information that he was standing on a street in Muggle London.

Seeing that he was about to be surrounded, Harry quickly walked into a narrow alley in three steps at a time.Avoiding the crowd for a moment, he began to check on himself.

It didn't take him long.A Hogwarts uniform, with a few scattered Galleons and Sickles in the robe pockets, a long-lost holly wand in the hip pocket - plus a 17-year-old version of himself, his It's all over.

With his wand in one hand and coins in the other, Harry felt his brow start to sweat as he listened to the Muggles outside discussing the paid leave bill and the German advances in the Czech Republic and neighboring regions.Because he realized that this situation seemed to be a repeat of what Voldemort had experienced before.

But of course there are differences.One is that he is obviously an entity, and the other is that the time and place are different.Voldemort had been through it for months, and it was not known how long Death intended him to stay here...but sooner or later he would go back anyway.

Harry couldn't help but glanced outside.According to what he had heard, it was probably the eve of the Second World War for Muggles.It must be mentioned that this basically happened at the same time as the first war in the wizarding world.That is to say, Grindelwald is expanding his power, and some people are aware of the threat, but the war has not yet officially started.Considering the year of Voldemort's birth, he guessed that the other party was still in the orphanage and didn't know about Hogwarts...

Harry started to straighten his appearance.He took off his coat and sweater so he looked more like a normal Muggle.Then he cast a Traceless Expansion Charm on his shirt pocket, stuffing the wad of clothing into it along with coins and wand.Finally he emerged from the other end of the alley and saw the Thames meandering by.

He didn't know exactly where the orphanage was, so he had to start searching everywhere.But I still have to thank Voldemort for letting him memorize several boring history of magic, otherwise he would not have matched reality and history so quickly.Perhaps, Harry thought, he would have to retract the many complaints he had made about Voldemort's toughness back then.

On the promotional advertisement of the halfway store, Harry easily found the exact time - August 1938, 8.That is to say, young Voldemort is going to Hogwarts soon.When he thought of this, he stepped lightly—he couldn't help but imagine what Tom looked like when he saw it with his own eyes.

We have to say that among wizards, Harry's ability to deal with Muggles is considered superb.He knew how to look like a real Muggle, and he knew the name of the director of the orphanage.And since he still had his wand, it wasn't too much trouble to find the place.

Unfortunately, Mrs. Cole was more difficult than she seemed in Dumbledore's memory, especially when she was so busy and Harry looked like a kid. "What are you talking about? Working with us?" She looked Harry up and down at the entrance of the orphanage, wiping her hands on her apron, looking like she didn't want to let him in at all. "Young man, this is not a fun place."

"I came to London alone, there's nowhere else to go." Harry tried to impress her. "Actually, I just need a place to live, and I don't want to be taken care of for nothing. Can you help me with this? I won't trouble you. I will also help with many things, as long as you let me live. He saw his own reflection in the other person's eyes, and thought to himself that luckily he made his clothes a little messy on purpose.Plus he's skinny and looks more like that.

"We are indeed short of manpower here, and we are extremely busy all day long." Mrs. Cole's expression relaxed slightly, but she still did not let go. "But you're not yet of age, are you?"

"I'm eighteen." Harry deliberately said that he was one year older, and he kept his eyes open.

Mrs. Cole nodded. "Sure enough, if you are not an adult, then you will definitely not be able to work." She added, "But don't think that you can live a comfortable life here. Older children need to help."

"Of course, isn't that what I just said?" Harry quickly assured.But isn't that the Muggle standard of adulthood?He was puzzled, but didn't say it.Fortunately, he didn't say a word just now...

"Then this is fine." Mrs. Cole obviously didn't know what he was thinking. "One more thing, we don't have any extra rooms here. If you want to stay, you can only sleep on the floor, or hope that some child is willing to sleep with you."

Harry nodded quickly.This is not within the scope of his concern, he just wants to take this opportunity to get close to Tom in a legitimate way.If possible, he hoped that Dumbledore would still tell Tom Hogwarts; but he hoped that the Tom Dumbledore saw would no longer be the one he remembered.

So in this way, Harry successfully became a part of the orphanage.But he didn't see Tom very soon, because, as Mrs. Cole said, there were many things.

For example, Billy Stubbs fell from nowhere, and there is a long scar on his leg that is still pink and bloody; also, Eric Wallace actually got chickenpox in the summer, and when the nurse took care of him Quite frightening, because this thing is very contagious.

Harry wondered if Tom had anything to do with Billy's fall.Even if Tom had hung Billy's rabbit from the roof, it didn't mean Tom was responsible for all of Billy's bad luck.But he volunteered to take care of Eric from Martha because he had been vaccinated against chicken pox—of course he didn't say that.He can't expect someone from 1938 to understand what this is, can he?

Therefore, Harry was quickly recognized by other nurses.Mrs. Cole originally took in Harry with the idea of ​​giving it a try (she couldn't drive out a skinny half-grown child), but she found that what Harry said was actually true-not only didn't cause her trouble , also solved a lot.Harry didn't tell him, of course, that the reason Billy stopped scratching at the scar crying it was itchy was because he had secretly cast a healing spell on it.His level in this area is not high, but fortunately, he can't do it too obviously at this time, and it doesn't matter.

That way, before Harry actually met Tom, Tom had already heard Harry's name from other people.He didn't feel much about the new members of the orphanage, because he had no feelings for the orphanage itself.He was just a little curious, because even Mrs. Cole, who worked hard, might not be able to reach Harry's level.Although the orphanage was quite neat and organized, the atmosphere was gloomy and oppressive, but Harry adapted quickly and well, as if he didn't feel it at all.

In short, Tom felt that Harry was a little different from everyone else, especially Muggle orphans who were only annoying.And this alone was enough reason for him to observe Harry secretly.

Harry had been busy all day and was almost starving by dinner time.But when he got to the table, he couldn't eat right away, because Mrs. Cole had to introduce him to the other orphans.Given the good first impression he made on the crowd, the applause was quite warm.

But before sitting down, there was a little problem.Mrs. Cole offered Harry a seat near hers, but Harry preferred the one next to Tom. "Can I sit there?" He deliberately raised his voice slightly.

Everyone looked at him in surprise.Because they knew that Tom liked to be alone, and that he was a bully, although it was hard to catch.

"Well," Mrs Cole whispered to Harry, pulling Harry aside, "I forgot to tell you, Tom can't deal with everybody else."

"Yes," Martha was beside them, and she added after hearing the words: "You must be able to play well with other children. With Tom..." She glanced cautiously at Tom's side , "You may not know when you're going to be in trouble."

Harry looked around the table.The kids who were able to come downstairs to eat by themselves were all gathered together, and were winking at him, wanting him to sit with them.Tom sat there alone, clearly isolated.But he looked the same as Harry used to see him, expressionless, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking. "It's okay, aren't there all empty seats?" He pretended not to understand what Mrs. Cole and Martha said, walked over, pulled out the chair and sat down.

At that moment, it was clear to Harry that Tom's eyes were fixed on him.The others also looked at them, their expressions seemed to have seen the precursor of the outbreak of war, and the air was quite tense.He was ready for the worst reaction—Tom could turn away at any moment, throw him a back or something—but the latter didn't move.

Dinner begins.Harry ate his share, waiting patiently for Tom's reaction.There was silence between them, which lasted 10 minutes.

"Harry Potter?" said Tom, in a low voice like a hissing snake.He still has a knife and fork, but his plate is actually nearly empty.

"Huh?" Harry replied with a questioning mora. "What's the matter, Tom?" He turned his head and saw a shadow flickering quickly in the other's black eyes. He didn't know whether it was because of the title or because of his familiarity.

"You mean it, don't you?" said Tom, gritting his teeth a little.There must be something wrong with this person!She had to sit next to him, and acted like she had seen through him!

"What are you talking about?" Harry shook the fork in his hand at him, looking innocent. "I don't quite understand."

Pretend!Tom came to this conclusion almost instantly.He is very good at judging the emotions of others, and it is easy for him to know whether it is true or not. "Stop acting," he continued to grit his teeth, "I know you're lying."

At this point, Tom suddenly realized his mistake: he should have arranged this conversation in a place where no one else was around, so that he could better force the other party to tell the truth.But they were at the table, and dozens of pairs of eyes were looking at them, so he couldn't show that kind of vicious aura.

Cheated, Tom thought.Judging from the news during the day, he thought Harry was just a Muggle orphan, and at best he was kind.but now……

"I really don't understand," Harry emphasized.He'd seen Voldemort worse, and he was patient this time.As he said this, he ladled himself another bowl of soup.

Looks so easy... Tom thought resentfully.He likes this word, but only when it is on himself; it is absolutely impossible for him to appreciate it when it is on others.Knowing that there would be no result in such entanglement, he wisely changed the subject: "So, this is how you persuaded Mrs. Cole to let you stay? It's amazing, knowing that there are no vacant rooms here, and she is so Stubborn." He showed a contemptuous smile, and added: "It turns out that it is still useful to follow others."

Looks like Tom has heard a little about him, Harry thought.He also felt that if Tom knew of house-elves by this time, he would still use the word to describe him. "You're right, it took me quite a while to convince her. But as for the room," he gave a genuine smile, "can I have your room, Tom?"

Tom stared at him as if he saw an alien suddenly appear in front of him.

The author has something to say: I re-read the Wikipedia entry and found that V is more powerful than I thought, sweating ==

It sums up like this -

Tom · Narcissism · Black magic beats old Deng · Self-made potion / spell · magic power / self-control / leadership super strong · phantom silent · breaking through the limit of human flight · Occlumency / mind-reading master · lazy if you can be lazy · of course Seven Horcruxes Mr. Riddle!

In the end, let me rant, can you imagine a Dark Lord who actually doesn't even bother to wave his wand more? ! V is such a Dark Lord!

Fiennes, the actor of Voldemort, said that his favorite line is that V said to Harry when he was just resurrected, "I can touch you now (Icantouchyounow)"