Chapter 474: Tom Riddle, the Dark and Elegant

Chapter 474 The sinister and elegant Tom Riddle

"It's not a dream?"

Tom Riddle looked in shock at the sea of ​​red flowers blooming in the moonlight.

He stretched out his hand and looked at his arm.

The silvery gleaming sand entered his body and slowly flowed along the blood in his body.

"Is Mr. Peter real?"

He felt a burst of disbelief in his heart.

Holding his hand, it seems that he can feel the grain of sand that guides him and prevents him from getting lost, constantly giving him strength.

Stretching out his hand, he picked a red rose that bloomed in the moonlight.

However, the moment he picked off the red rose, the beautiful rose gradually turned into sand in his hand and flowed out from the gaps between his fingers.

"Who's out there?"

Just as he looked at the roses melting into sand in his hands in disbelief, he suddenly heard a woman's voice.

The dean's voice sounded inside, "Is it you? Tom."

"Sorry, Mrs. Cole."

A chubby middle-aged woman with curly hair and a sullen face walked out of the room.

Tom Riddle turned around, pretending to be nonchalant, and apologized to the other party elegantly and quietly.

Although he loathed and despised the dean, Tom Riddle tried his best not to let the other party see the difference.

Mrs. Cole is the most powerful person in the orphanage.

She has imprisoned all the orphans here, and by the time they reach the age of fourteen, she will kick them all out.

In addition, as far as he knew, the dean always used his government subsidy to buy gin.

The other party hates anything that does not follow the rules and will judge others arbitrarily based on their own set of ideas.

Once she decides that you are a bad guy, she will blame all the bad things on you.

"I told you, Tom, no one is allowed to leave the dormitory after ten o'clock at night."

Mrs. Cole came towards him, her face frosty.

"You're violating the orphanage's nighttime rules, Tom."

"Sorry, Mrs. Cole, if you saw the phenomenon behind me, you would understand me."

Tom Riddle did not panic, he said calmly.

Raising his eyes that reflected the cold night, he said slowly: "Maybe God was moved by your help to everyone in the orphanage, so he sent this kind of miracle."

As he spoke, he turned around gracefully.

The red roses blooming in the courtyard almost blinded Mrs. Cole.

"This is impossible!"

Looking at the red roses that suddenly bloomed, Mrs. Cole covered her mouth in shock.

The roses had not yet bloomed during the day, but now they bloomed overnight.

"Is this God's work?"

murmured Mrs. Cole.

After taking care of Mrs. Cole, Tom Riddle turned and walked towards the dormitory.

The smile on his lips quickly disappeared after he stepped into the darkness, and turned into a cold expression.

After returning to the dormitory, Tom Riddle went to bed and prepared to rest.

As soon as he lay down on the bed, before he could fall asleep, he was surrounded by another group of orphans from the orphanage.

The leader is Billy, the oldest here.

Billy, the tallest man with freckles on his face, led a group of people around him and asked him: "Did you hang Stephen's rabbit tonight? Tom."

Stephen was a little boy who raised a rabbit, but in the evening tonight, he was hanged to death by someone unknown.

"No, I didn't do it."

Tom Riddle shook his head and said it was not him.

"It must be you, Tom, you weirdo, you keep acting like an evil wizard!"

Billy grabbed his clothes fiercely, "No one would do this except you. You are the most evil guy here, and you are the most likely suspect."

Being grabbed by his clothes, Tom looked at him coldly, with sarcasm in his voice.

"Haven't you ever heard a saying? Billy, of all the bad things in the world, there is none more abhorrent and more common than the misuse of intelligence."

Facing Tom Riddle's ridicule, Billy couldn't hold back and punched him in the mouth.

Tom, whose mouth was bleeding after being beaten, leaned back with a "bang" sound.

But he did not cry out or groan in pain, but wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said coldly to him: "If I were you, I would not lose my mind and take action, because that proves that you have no way and cannot prove it. I did it, you can only resort to incompetent violence."

Billy was about to continue his attack when Mrs. Cole's footsteps sounded outside.

Seeing the dean coming over, Billy and the others had no choice but to return to bed angrily.

No one wants to get caught by Mrs. Cole.

If she is caught, she will definitely be imprisoned.

Thanks to Mrs. Cole's timely arrival, Tom Riddle avoided the possibility of being beaten.

Lying on the bed, Tom Riddle opened his eyes and couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

The dream and rose flowers just now made him unable to calm down.

If possible, he hoped that Mr. Peter could adopt him.

The other party can not only control the dream, but can even act according to their own wishes in the dream.

If you can be adopted by such a great magician, your life will open a new chapter.

Leave this place that disgusts him and start a new life with Mr. Peter.

He was thinking about Peter with his eyes open when he suddenly heard a rustling sound.

Hearing the familiar sound, he immediately lowered his head from the bed and looked under the bed.

The emerald eyes under the bed were extremely obvious in the pitch black.

The animal that heard Tom Riddle's voice gradually revealed its true form.

It was a black snake, coiled under the bed and stared at him.

"Hush!"

Tom Riddle made a gesture to him to silence him.

He now knew who had hanged Stephen's rabbit.

This black snake that he had accidentally established a connection with was someone he had met in the courtyard a few weeks ago.

He didn't know why he could communicate with snakes.

It was as if he had a natural intimacy with snakes.

"Don't show up in the dormitory in the future, and don't attack the creatures here."

Tom Riddle conveyed his meaning to the black snake.

The black snake hidden in the night under the bed understood his words and slowly retreated.

The next day, early morning.

Orphanage.

Billy, who punched Tom Riddle last night, walked downstairs on the heavy floor.

However, just when he stepped on the last step, he suddenly saw a snake under his feet.

The sudden appearance of the snake scared him, and he lost his balance. His feet slipped and he was about to fall down from the upstairs.

"Ah!!"

He was about to fall down from the upstairs with his hands waving. At the critical moment, a pair of hands grabbed him.

Billy's body leaned back and looked at Tom Riddle who was holding him on the stairs in astonishment.

Tom's clothes were neatly arranged, like a little gentleman, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "You should be careful enough, Billy."

"Thank you! Thank you!"

Billy, who was frightened, immediately thanked him, "Pull me up, Tom."

"No."

"What?"

"I said - no."

Looking at the smile on the other's face, Billy suddenly felt bad.

The next second, Tom Riddle let go of his hand.

With a "bang", Billy fell to the floor.

The sound of the other party falling to the ground immediately alarmed the staff of the orphanage.

Mrs. Cole, who rushed over after hearing the sound, saw Billy lying on the ground groaning.

Although Tom held him back, Billy was prepared in advance and did not fall on his back.

But this time, Billy fell hard.

Looking at the instigator standing on the stairs, Mrs. Cole's eyes flashed with anger.

"Tom!"

Due to Tom Riddle's behavior, he was put in solitary confinement by Mrs. Cole as expected.

In the dark, narrow and closed confinement room without any light, Tom Riddle bent his knees and hugged his legs.

In the dark environment, no light could be seen, as if time had frozen here.

Tom Riddle did not feel too uncomfortable.

At this time, he thought of the dream he had last night.

At first, he had an adventure on Mr. Peter's farm.

The dreamlike dream made him doubt the authenticity of it.

But the grain of sand in his body proved that it was more than a dream.

In the first half of the night, he had a dream about Peter, and in the second half of the night, he had a vague dream.

Some of the broken dream fragments and other things were not clear.

Gently covering his head with his hands, he seemed to remember that in those dream fragments, he was not adopted by Mr. Peter in the future, but was taken away by a man named Albus Dumbledore who claimed to be a magician.

The other party claimed to be the headmaster of Hogwarts, showed him magic, and told him that Hogwarts was founded around 990 AD. It is one of the three major magic schools in Europe (Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry), one of the 11 known magic schools in the world, and is recognized as one of the best magic education institutions in the magic world.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is divided into four colleges, namely Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin.

The school teaches students to control and use their own magical abilities, cultivate and develop their own magical talents, master various magical theoretical knowledge and apply them in practice, and understand, join, protect and hide the magical society.

And he was considered by Dumbledore to be a student with outstanding magical talent.

"Dumbledore?"

After whispering the name, Tom Riddle frowned.

He didn't like the principal of this magic school. For some reason, he always felt that he gave him a dangerous and ominous feeling compared to Mr. Peter.

It seemed that if he followed him, he would definitely encounter very bad things.

If he was allowed to choose, he would rather be adopted by Mr. Peter.

"Squeak!"

Tom Riddle was thinking about it, and suddenly heard the door of the detention room opened.

The voice of the staff sounded outside, "Tom, someone wants to see you!"

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