HP Tom Riddle

"Jack, stop quickly! That must be a demon just like Riddle, and she's still holding a stick!" The brown-haired boy who was pressing on every step stopped, and said nonchalantly, "She's bigger than Riddle!" You are much younger, are you scared by Riddle? Anyone who sees him thinks he is a demon." He took the lead in laughing, and the five Muggle children behind him, except for the one who seemed to be the leader, They all laughed.

"Hey, kid," said the brown-haired Muggle boy.

I clenched my wand and looked at him warily: "Shut up, Muggle."

"Birds fly," I whispered, and as I waved my wand, a flock of birds flew out from the tip of my wand and surrounded these Muggle children. Shout together.

"I'll just say, she's just like Riddle."

The Muggle kids all agreed with him.Then, there was a scream that gave me a headache, so timid.

But I opened my mouth happily and laughed happily.

Interesting too, isn't it?

Just a pretty little boy popped out of nowhere and interrupted my game: "Are you an idiot?"

He yells at me.

I looked at him with my wand in my hand: "Muggle kid, do you want to join your friends too?"

"Damn, they're not my friends." He narrowed his eyes. "I'm the same kind as you, and you see—" He floated a leaf.

"It's Riddle!"

"Devil boy!"

I glanced at those Muggles out of the corner of my eye, and said to Riddle, "Your parents are Muggles?"

Riddle was a little annoyed: "I don't know, they're all dead, maybe. I think my dad might still be alive, he'll come to pick me up—it's not important, do you want to be discovered? I mean, in The territory of the Muggles in your mouth, was discovered by the Muggles, discovered - you are a monster." He almost gritted his teeth and spit out the last word.

"Monster." I laughed. "Calling a wizard a monster! That's ridiculous, Riddle, how ignorant are you?"

Riddle was momentarily speechless.

"Well, are you living with Muggles? That makes sense."

Riddle took a breath: "Maybe, you should get rid of these 'Muggles' first, so we can talk."

I yelled unhappily: "The curse immediately stops." These Muggle children immediately ran away, I thought about it and cast "Forget everything" on them one by one. This is the first time I use it, I don't know What do they remember.But I'm sure they won't remember anything about me.

"What's the stick in your hand?" Riddle asked.

I was surprised: "Magic wand! God! What do you know? You don't know that wizards don't know wands. If you don't have magic power on you, I almost thought you were a Muggle."

Riddle asked again: "Then what is a Muggle?"

I was a little smug: "Ordinary people without magic power. Be careful. Although the knight order of the church has disintegrated, stupid Muggles are still afraid of the power of wizards."

Riddle: "Then what were you doing just now? Aren't you afraid of being discovered by Muggles?"

Me: "what's the matter, I'm a pure blood wizard. I've been living in a castle, and this time I came out to my parents, but do you know where this is? I can send them a message. Stupid goblin Assaulted my carriage, and brought me to this queer place."

Riddle's expression suddenly became strange: "Carriage?" He muttered, "Do wizards always use carriages?" Then he asked me, "How many years is it now?"

My eyes widened. Fortunately, I thought Riddle was smart, but I turned out to be so stupid: "August 1603th, 8."

"No." Riddle said seriously, "It's March 1935, 3."

"Are you kidding?" I looked at Riddle anxiously, "Okay, let's see who is right." I cast a time spell, and the golden lines floating in the air seemed to be mocking me ——1935.3.129:20.

"Aha, more than 300 years." I don't want to talk anymore.

"I think, do you have a place to go?" Riddle said coldly, "Anyway, you are in urgent need of shelter from the wind and rain, right?"

Playing with my wand, I replied absently, "Wizard houses are not as flimsy as Muggle houses. I just need to cast a guiding spell to find my way back to my castle."

"If you can't go back for a while, I can help you." There was a trace of eagerness in Riddle's voice, "If you can teach me how to use the wizard's ability."

I glanced at him, Riddle's pretty little face was tense, and he looked straight at me with a bit of unwillingness to be outdone: "Tell me about your method." I said casually.

"I can take you to the director of my orphanage, and she can take you in and give you a temporary residence."

I frowned. "Muggles?"

"Yes." There was no emotion in Riddle's voice, even mechanical.Almost all wizards don't like Muggles, and I'm sure Riddle doesn't like his Muggle Headmaster either.

But before that, I think I have to understand some terms that I don't know at all: "What is an orphanage?"

"It's not a good place to take in lost children, the director makes us do a lot of work, and if you don't listen to her she puts you in solitary confinement. And when you're 14 they kick you out of the orphanage. "

"Oh, Muggles. We wizards don't do this! Every wizard cub is very precious. I heard that little wizards on the British Isles will receive a letter from Hogwarts when they reach the age of 11. Acceptance letter. I haven't been there though, my family has always been homeschooled. Hogwarts takes wizards from the Muggle world at the insistence of Gryffindors, and my family portraits think it's too dangerous .”

"portrait?"

"Do you think the portraits of the wizarding world will be as stupid and motionless as the portraits of Muggles?" Some guiding opinions."

"sorry."

"Oh, I knew how solidified the Muggles' minds are. They don't accept anything beyond imagination, even though they always make up so many weird stories." I touched my wand with emotion, and then Tucking it into the cuff that fit her body, "Does your Muggle headmaster have any hobbies? What does she like?"

"She always buys gin on her government stipend and hates anything that doesn't follow the rules," Riddle said disgustedly. "And she always likes to judge people with her own ideas, when she thinks you are a When you are a bad guy, she will blame you for all the bad things."

"Oh, Muggles." I curled my lips and said disdainfully, "To be honest, I don't really want to face a Muggle anymore. I've never talked to a Muggle—before today!"

Riddle was a little anxious, he said excitedly: "You have nowhere to go, don't you? I mean for the time being, this is the best way."

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