HP Tom Riddle

On the morning of September [-]st, I asked Kiki to pack my luggage and used the magic of the elf to reach platform nine and three-quarters.

Tom said it was at the Muggle King's Cross station.But I don't know where it is. Fortunately, Kiki's previous owner sent the child there, so she knows the way.

Riddle also received the letter in August, and his expression at that time was like a victorious rooster.Still, I graciously invited him to come with me.

"Qiqi has to help my dear lady pack her luggage before leaving." The shy Qiqi said invisibly.

"Thank you."

"My dear lady said thank you to Kiki."

Many wizards have already come to the platform, it seems that everyone likes to go out at this time.I carefully stepped over a cat that was nestled at my feet. When I looked up, I saw Riddle who was leaning against the car door. He had slightly curly black hair, which was very conspicuous. Most people had blond hair and brown hair. In the crowd, I could only see him at first sight.

"Hey, Riddle," I heard myself say.

He smiled at me, a beautiful one, and for a moment I felt a lot of jealous eyes on my back: "I've got my seat," he said.

"Thank you."

Kiki followed me with the suitcase floating, and it looked like the suitcase was floating ridiculously on its own.

Riddle couldn't help asking: "Levitation spell?"

I proudly told him, "No, that's my house elf, Kiki, and she's amazing at her craft."

"House-elf? I forgot that." Riddle muttered, "I came early and took up a good box."

Kiki floated the luggage and let them fly to the shelf by themselves: "Kiki is going to Hogwarts to take care of my dear lady. Headmaster Dippet said that he will discuss this with the school trustees. Kiki will be able to go to Hogwarts soon Gwartz is with the lady."

I can picture her excitement when she said this, and I couldn't help laughing: "Thank you, Kiki. You can go back and clean the house now until that day comes."

Riddle asked, "What do house-elves look like?"

"Kiki." But she had already left, and I tried to describe it to Riddle, "Small, with big ears like a bat, eyes as big as tennis balls protruding, often green eyes, and some Another color—Kiki has blue eyes. I invite you to stay at my house for Christmas, so you can see the lovely Kiki."

Seeing that I used cute as an adjective, Riddle gave me a weird look: "I will definitely go."

Qiqi put the book I wanted to read on the table, and I remembered a paragraph in it: "Have you read this book?"

Riddle looked at the book and couldn't breathe with exaggerated laughter: "Oh...haha... read it..."

"What are you thinking?" I pointed to the cover of "Many Wars in History--Since the Beginning of Time" and asked sharply.

"Wait a minute." He was still laughing. "I'll read there."

We all sat down, he held the book across from me, a few bees on the cover flew around in a circle, he read: "The author has some newspapers from the goblin rebellion period at home, I was surprised to find such a It is the "Wizard News" in August 1605 (the famous wizard newspaper at that time, its editor was unfortunately killed by falling stones during the goblin rebellion, and this is what happened later, which is now The Daily Prophet), which records this amusing ("Damn interesting." I screamed)—

"The Shafik couple proposed to the Ministry of Magic to sentence some goblins for attacking Miss Shafik's carriage for no reason and causing her strange disappearance. I think the lady must have unfortunately passed away ("Fool." I am angry explain).

"The minister at the time said that this matter would be handed over to Wigamosen. The strange thing is that Wigamosen didn't pay enough attention to it, and the matter just fell through...

"We can see that as early as 1603, the goblins had already shown their intention to rebel. If wizards could notice, the war 30 years later might not have been so tragic."

"You've already finished watching, haven't you?" I asked.

Riddle just smiled and didn't answer my question directly: "It's time to drive."

His eyes moved to the outside of the car, and his slender fingers pushed the book towards me: "It's an interesting book."

I opened the book heavily, and without blinking, Riddle continued to look out of the window at the platform that was starting to recede, pretending not to know.

"Crack, crack, crack." A red-haired Gryffindor senior slammed on the glass door, "Can I come in and sit?"

"A Weasley," Riddle said to me. "Of course, our box wasn't full."

"Thank you," said the red-haired Weasley enthusiastically. "You are first years." He pointed out that we are new faces. "There are no students I don't know at Hogwarts. I am Gryffindor Third Year - Ronald Weasley."

Riddle was now a well-behaved baby who listened carefully.

"As a senior, I must warn you, don't mess with Slytherin's poisonous snakes. They like to play tricks on people's backs, slippery, so that you can't catch them." He pushed the suitcase onto the shelf, and in the Sit down next to Del.

I covered my face with the book and laughed foolishly.

There's a future Slytherin viper sitting next to you!

"If you are bullied by them in the future, come to Gryffindor and find me." Weasley said righteously.

Riddle smiled gratefully, and asked curiously: "How is Hogwarts sorted?"

"Oh, you ask this? Last year was terrible!" Weasley said in a disappointed tone. The method proposed by the head of Gryffindor, Professor Albus Dumbledore - those who succeed will go to Gryffindor, those who fail will go to Hufflepuff, and those who stand still will be assigned to Ravenclaw , take a step back and go all to Slytherin." He said vividly, "As for this year - I think it will just fight trolls or something."

The author has something to say: 1. Ronald Weasley (laughs)

Remember Barty Crouch and (Jr.) Barty Crouch?The same can be proved.