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Chapter 474: Tom Riddle: Dark and Elegant

“Is it not a dream?”

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

He stretched out his hand and looked at his arm.

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

"Is Mr. Peter real?"

He felt a sense of disbelief in his heart.

Holding his hand, he seemed to be able to feel the grain of sand that was guiding him and preventing him from getting lost, constantly giving him strength.

Reaching out his hand, he plucked a red rose that was blooming in the moonlight.

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

"Who's out there?"

Just as he was looking at the rose melting into sand in his hand in disbelief, he suddenly heard a woman's voice.

The dean's voice sounded from inside, "Is that you, Tom?"

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Cole."

A middle-aged woman with curly hair, a stern face and a slightly bloated figure walked out of the room.

Tom Riddle turned around, pretending nothing had happened, and apologized to the other party elegantly and in a low voice.

Although he hated and despised the headmaster, Tom Riddle tried his best not to let the other party see anything unusual.

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

All the orphans here have been locked up by her, and when they turn fourteen, she will kick them out.

Besides, as far as he knew, the dean always used the government allowance to buy gin.

The other party hates anything that does not follow the rules and judges others arbitrarily based on his own ideas.

Once she decides you're a bad guy, she'll blame you for all the bad things that happened to her.

"I told you, Tom, no one is allowed out of the dorm after ten at night."

Mrs. Cole came toward him, her face frosty.

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

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Cole, but if you saw what's happening behind me, you'd understand me."

Tom Riddle did not panic, he spoke calmly.

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

As he spoke, he turned around gracefully.

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

"This is impossible!"

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

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

“Is this God’s work?”

Mrs. Cole murmured.

After dealing with 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 look.

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

He had just laid down on the bed and had not yet fallen asleep when he was surrounded by another group of orphans from the orphanage.

Leading the group is Billy, the oldest man here.

Billy, the tallest man with freckles all over his face, led a group of people to surround him and asked him, "Did you hang Stephen's rabbit this evening, Tom?"

Stephen was a little boy who had a rabbit, but this evening, someone hanged it to death.

"No, I didn't."

Tom Riddle shook his head to indicate that he did not do it.

"It must be you, Tom, you weird guy, you always act like an evil wizard!"

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

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

"Haven't you heard the old saying, Billy, that of all the evils in the world, none is more abominable, nor more common, than the abuse of intelligence?"

Faced with Tom Riddle's ridicule, Billy couldn't help but punch him in the mouth.

Tom, whose mouth was bleeding from the beating, fell backward with a "bang".

But he didn't cry out or groan in pain. Instead, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said coldly to him, "If I were you, I wouldn't lose my mind and do it, because that would prove that you have no other options, and you can't prove that it was me who did it. You can only resort to powerless violence."

Billy was about to continue when Mrs. Cole's footsteps were heard outside.

Seeing the dean coming, Billy and his friends had no choice but to return to bed in disappointment.

No one wanted to be caught by Mrs. Cole.

If she caught him, he would definitely be put in solitary confinement.

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

Lying on the bed, Tom Riddle kept his eyes open, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

The dream and the roses just now made him feel uneasy.

If possible, he hopes Mr. Peter can adopt him.

Not only can the other party control the dream, but he can even act according to his own wishes in the dream.

If I could be adopted by such a great magician, a new chapter in my life would begin.

Leave this place that makes him hate and follow Mr. Peter to start a new life.

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 darkness.

The animals that heard Tom Riddle's voice gradually revealed their true forms.

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

"Shh!"

Tom Riddle gestured to him to silence him.

He now knew who Stephen's rabbit was hanged from.

This black snake, with whom he had inadvertently established a connection, was one he had met in the courtyard a few weeks ago.

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

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

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

Tom Riddle conveyed his meaning to the black snake.

The black snake hiding in the night under the bed understood what he said and slowly retreated.

The next day, early in the morning.

orphanage.

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

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

The sudden appearance of the snake scared him, causing him to lose balance and slip, and he was about to fall from the building.

"what!!"

He was about to fall from the building with his arms waving, but at the critical moment, a pair of hands grabbed him.

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

Tom's clothes were arranged meticulously, like a little gentleman, with a smile on his face, "You should be careful enough, Billy."

"thanks, thanks!"

Frightened Billy immediately thanked him, "Pull me up, Tom."

"Do not."

"what?"

"I said—no."

Looking at the smile on the other person's face, Billy suddenly felt something was wrong.

The next second, Tom Riddle moved his hand away.

With a bang, Billy fell to the ground.

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

Mrs. Cole rushed over after hearing the noise and saw Billy lying on the ground groaning.

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

But this throw hit Billy hard.

Looking at the culprit standing on the stairs, a trace of anger flashed in Mrs. Cole's eyes.

"Tom!"

As expected, Tom Riddle was put in detention by Mrs. Cole due to his behavior.

In the dark, narrow and closed confinement cell with no light coming in, Tom Riddle bent his knees and hugged his legs.

In the pitch-black environment, there is no light, as if time has stopped here.

Tom Riddle did not feel too much discomfort.

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

At the beginning he was on Mr. Peter's farm and had an adventure.

The dream-like state of mind made him doubt its reality.

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

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

Some of those shattered dream fragments and the like, I can't remember clearly.

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 wizard.

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 wizarding world.

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

The school teaches students to control and use their magical abilities, cultivate and develop their magical talents, master various magical theoretical knowledge and apply them in practice, as well as 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 compared to Mr. Peter, he felt that the principal was dangerous and ominous.

It seemed as if as long as she followed him, something very bad would definitely happen to her.

If he had a choice, he would rather be adopted by Mr. Peter.

"Squeak!"

Tom Riddle was lost in thought when he suddenly heard the door of the detention room open.

The staff's voice sounded outside, "Tom, someone wants to see you!"

Thank you Ayan for your reward, and thank you readers for your support.

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