[Comprehensive] I am the Healing Department

? When Voldemort was hit by the curse from the savior, he only felt the world spinning for a while, and then appeared in a chaotic space without a trace of light.In this lonely, empty world with no light, no sound, and no people, Voldemort only felt a rare peace of mind.He no longer tries to prolong his life in every possible way out of fear of death, giving up dignity, reason, body, and even soul, just to not die, struggling desperately to live.No longer are you trying your best to calculate and fight in order to dominate the wizarding world and control Hogwarts.

Voldemort's original name was Tom Marvolo Riddle. In the beginning, he was just an orphan struggling to live in a Muggle orphanage called a devil, until an old man with brown hair pushed open the door and said to him: "You're a wizard." At that moment his blood boiled and his ambition burned, he always knew he was different, different from those low and dirty people.

He is a wizard.

When he was Tom Riddle, he insisted that he had an extraordinary bloodline, that he was born noble and great.So when he searched countless information and confirmed that he was a descendant of Slytherin, he was ecstatic, and when he knew that he was not an orphan and that his relatives existed, he came to Little Hanger with a feeling of longing and anticipation. pause.

But he was destined to be disappointed. He knew that his mother, Merope Gaunt, was a descendant of Slytherin, but she was a squib. Unable to bear the false feelings, he stopped the love potion, and then the Muggle abandoned them, and his mother lived in poverty in London, and finally his mother paid the price with her life for giving birth to him.

His father was a stupid Muggle, he was afraid of his power, madly cursed Merope, who tricked him with love potion, and kept cursing him as a demon and a bastard.At that time, what was boiling in his heart was fiery anger and sorrow. This was his father. When he was a child, he had been looking forward to the father who would appear and take his hand to leave the Muggle Orphanage. How ridiculous.

Afterwards, he came to the Gaunt family's dilapidated mansion with dead snakes nailed to the door. It was a mixed blood thing trying to strangle him.The family member he'd been looking forward to thinking would give him a hug had given him a green Avada Kedavra the first time they met.

Dumbledore, the old man who told him he was a wizard and took him out of the orphanage kept saying he didn't understand love, that he didn't understand what love really meant, that there was no such thing as love.Voldemort didn't want to deny it and couldn't deny it. Of course he didn't know what love was, because he had never been loved. He didn't love his parents or relatives. All he had was the curse of the devil bastard.

After knowing his own background, Tom Riddle at that time began to hate the dirty and stupid Muggle blood and surname he inherited. He disdained the Muggle blood in his body and the name Tom Riddle. In order to get rid of the Muggle blood in his body, even if his eyes were changed from black to red by the experiment, he would not regret it.He named himself Voldemort rt, which means flying away from death.He abandoned his sad and dirty past as Tom Riddle and survived as RT.

No one understands why he is so afraid of death, and lives desperately even if he abandons his dignity, body and even the integrity of his soul.That's because he has been fighting against death since he was born. His mother gave birth to him at the price of death, and he faced death when he was born.He is afraid of death, so he wants to live even with such an evil Horcrux.

Voldemort always believed that he would exist forever, so he never thought about what the world would be like after death.But after being cast by the savior's spell into this quiet world with almost no waves, he felt that this was probably the world after death.

He has always been afraid of death, but he never thought that death would bring him rare peace and tranquility.In this empty world, he obtained rare peace.Closing his eyes, at this moment Voldemort felt that death was not so terrible.

"Wow... wow..." After drifting for an unknown amount of time, Voldemort suddenly heard a loud and strong baby crying, and the pale and chaotic scene around him suddenly changed, and he saw an ugly wrinkled red skin The baby was crying loudly. When Voldemort was still in a daze, he saw the woman who had just given birth. She had passed out from exhaustion, her hair was wet and stuck to her face, and there was no trace of blood on her pale face. She was so weak, as if she might die at any moment, but she had a gentle, reassuring and unrepentant smile on her face.

"..." At this moment, Voldemort, who had never bothered to shed tears, only felt a strange emotion rising in his heart, his heart softened, and tears were streaming down his face before he knew it.He recognized it, it was his mother, the Squib mother he never recognized with contempt.He always thought that he had no love, but he didn't realize until he saw this scene that in fact, there has always been a pure and sincere love lingering around him.

His mother loved him so sincerely, even if she lost her life for giving birth to him, she didn't regret it. Why should he be afraid of death?When he was born, death had already been defeated by her mother with life, just like he hated the savior all the time but couldn't help envying his mother who gave her life for him, he had nothing to envy others, because His own mother was willing to give her life for him.

It's not that he hasn't gotten love, it's just that he hasn't discovered it.

But what happened afterwards was different from what he had experienced before. Although he almost died, in this world his mother survived the hurdle of childbirth.Voldemort looked at his young and gentle mother holding the newborn little Tom, and he didn't know what kind of emotion he was feeling.

Then he found out that he left that empty and pale world, but was trapped next to Tom, who was still a baby. He couldn't leave and didn't need sleep. He could only watch the child grow up day by day.

Many things are different from his own world. His mother, Merope Gaunt, is not a squib, not the crazy witch that Muggle father said. She is beautiful, elegant and magical. His name is no longer Tom Marvolo Riddle, but Tom Marvolo Gaunt, who is not an orphan thrown into a Muggle orphanage, but has a very loving mother.

He watched his mother and baby Tom rent a house in London to live in London, watched little Tom crying pitifully because of the magic riot, and watched them meet the German Dark Lord Geller Special, watching his mother knock out the Elder Wand in Gellert's hand with a disarming spell.Later, later, the mother made a deal with Gellert, and the mother returned to Little Hangleton and erased everyone's memory with 'Forget Nothing'.

He also heard his mother say, "A pure-blood wizard and Muggle child, he will inherit the best blood of wizards and Muggles, and I will raise him to be a king-not only the king of wizards, but the king of Muggles." King!" He didn't believe it at that time, didn't Merope elope with that Muggle because he loved that Muggle so much?He wouldn't talk about his ambition throbbing after hearing such domineering and wild words.

His mother took away the Gaunt family's heirloom, the Soul Stone Ring, and left England for Germany. Voldemort looked at all this, with many doubts and puzzles in his heart. He didn't know which world was real, and he didn't know what to do. Facing such a happy... self in another world.This little Tom is so happy. He has a doting mother. He grows up under the careful care of his mother. He can turn over, raise his head, crawl, start babbling, have a magic riot again, and pee his diaper again. wet...

He was different from himself, and Voldemort was absolutely sure of that at that moment.He did not have such a happy and worry-free life, and he did not love his relatives so much.But I'm really envious, I really really want to have...

When little Tom was almost one year old, Gellert agreed to be little Tom's godfather, and Merope took little Tom to leave Germany and settle in Wiltshire, England.In the courtyard full of flowers, a cute little boy with black hair, black eyes, exquisite facial features, pink carvings and jade carvings is running around in the huge courtyard. He is giggling, and his pink and cute face is full of joy Pleasant smile.Then, a man with blond hair and blue eyes came over and laughed and played with the child. During the fight, they accidentally knocked down a red peony that was blooming very enthusiastically, one big and one small bitter With a furtive face, she wanted to use magic to restore the flower, but at this moment, a gentle woman with long hair and a dark face came over, and dropped a steel hammer on the heads of the two people, one big and one small, making them suffer. The face is constantly accompanied by careful.

Voldemort floated around little Tom, watching such a warm daily scene, his heart gradually calmed down, he envied this little Tom who would act coquettishly, and would play tricks after playing pranks without any worries, he looked at this child so happy that there was no trace of haze Growing up, watching him being spoiled like a child who grew up in a honey pot, watching him nestle in his mother's arms and listening to her reading stories to him in a gentle voice...

If the mother hadn't had dystocia when giving birth to him, would everything have been different, would he have had such a loving mother, would he have had such a happy childhood?Once again, Voldemort couldn't help but think this way, if his mother hadn't died, he wouldn't have been ostracized, isolated and bullied in the Muggle orphanage, he wouldn't have been kicked out of the room and made to stand, and he wouldn't have been robbed of food and starved every day , will not be locked up alone in a dark room with eyes open and unable to sleep.

It would be great if he also had such a mother.

Little Tom is gradually three years old. Although his mother still loves him, she no longer allows the child to play happily every day. She personally went to find many teachers to enlighten little Tom.She held Little Tom's small fleshy hand and taught him to write stroke by stroke. She read the boring history of magic word by word in a gentle voice, and she corrected Little Tom's wrong magic time and time again. gesture.

As time goes by, Tom, the little leather boy who was so lively that even the house-elves couldn't take care of him, has become a sensible, thinking and precocious child.He is still happy, but he knows a lot. He is taught step by step to become a more mature and better child.

Voldemort looked thoughtfully at what little Tom was learning, and vaguely guessed what his mother really wanted to do.It turned out that she didn't just say it casually, she really wanted to raise her child to be a king.And the fact that he thought his mother loved that Muggle deeply was a fantasy. He clearly saw that his mother had no feelings for that Muggle, whether it was liking or loathing, that was her attitude towards strangers.As for the person his mother liked, Voldemort probably guessed it by looking at the silver-white houndstooth pendant hanging around her neck that she caressed from time to time.In his mother's heart, there is deeply hidden a person she loves.That person may be dead, or alive, but never appeared, but Voldemort knew that his mother had been waiting to be reunited with that person.

When little Tom was six years old, his mother took him away from the manor, which was as safe as a greenhouse.They walked many places, and the first stop was the Albanian forest where he lived for ten years, which was his darkest period.He became extremely weak again, leaving only a broken and powerless soul.He can only possess the weakest snake and live by devouring weaker creatures.He waited, sleepless, forcing himself to live second by second. Such a dark and sad past was the greatest shame and pain in Voldemort's heart.

But this time he followed Little Tom and his mother to the Albanian forest, but he felt that the humiliation and torture of the past seemed to have gradually faded away, and he could officially pass that period of darkness.

The mother is an extremely powerful wizard, even the first generation of Dark Lord Gellert is not her opponent, so her journey with little Tom around the world is not too dangerous.Voldemort floated aside as a ghost that no one could see. He watched his mother catch the prey and throw it in front of his young children. Yinyin taught his children how to hunt and how to live in a cruel world.

Under the careful guidance of his mother, Little Tom, who was originally naive and self-willed, grew up quickly. He gained experience and broadened his horizons, and he was no longer a child.

This is probably the most beautiful dream, Voldemort thought silently, if all this is true, it would be really wonderful.

Time flowed through his fingers like water, and Voldemort has been floating behind little Tom, witnessing the development of many things. He watched his mother inherit the surname of Slytherin and two quarters of Hogwarts, and watched the wizarding world He began to reform, watched the originally declining wizarding world prosper, watched little Tom being crowned king, and watched... his mother passed away while stroking the silver fangs with a gentle smile.

Looking at the pained and sad little Tom, Voldemort felt a burst of peace in his heart.It wasn't that he wasn't sad, but that maybe death wasn't as terrible as he imagined.Before her mother died, her eyes were gentle and filled with anticipation. Maybe death was a kind of happiness for her.Voldemort was floating in the air, trying to reach out his hand to comfort the weeping little Tom, who was already a king, but suddenly remembered that he was already a dead person, a soul without entity and no one could see it.He couldn't touch little Tom, this otherworldly version of himself.

While a little disappointed, he was also extremely calm and calm.This is not his world, in his own world he has no nostalgia and no joy and happiness.He is already dead, and after his death, he still has such an experience, and he can still witness such a happy life of himself, it is enough, and he has no regrets...

When he was thinking like this, a warm light enveloped him and threw him into Merlin's arms. He seemed to vaguely see the figure of Xiao Shi's mother throwing herself into the arms of a silver-haired man with a bright smile. Her expression was excited and joyful. , There was also a faint smile in his golden eyes.They stand side by side, happy and happy. ?