After hearing Draco's thoughts, everyone couldn't sit still.

Just as Tom Riddle's thoughts were surging like a tide, a strong feeling of weightlessness came over him without warning.

In an instant, he felt dizzy and his stomach felt like it was churning. He was so dizzy that he could hardly stand.

Just like that, in the chaos and confusion, the crystal ball that carried his body lost control and ran rampant like a wild horse.

It first hit the hard wall hard, making a dull sound, then bounced back quickly like a projectile, continuing to roll and spin wildly on the ground.

As the force disappeared, the crystal ball finally slowed down and finally came to a stop.

It was not until then that Tom Riddle's tortured brain regained some clarity and began to slowly sort out everything that was happening before his eyes.

At this moment, Riddle finally understood why Voldemort hated Harry Potter so much!

He himself really couldn't stand this so-called savior who had no manners at all!

However, during the conversation between the two, he accidentally captured a key piece of information.

Tomorrow, maybe he will be able to meet Severus. Thinking of this, Tom Riddle's already uneasy heart became even more nervous.

Severus...

This name seemed to have a kind of magic, making Riddle involuntarily lose himself in thought again.

Draco's wizard robes caught Riddle's attention.

He concluded that the robe must be some kind of mysterious alchemical product.

Riddle, who casually put his hand in his pocket, could only vaguely perceive some of the sounds from the outside world.

A faint voice reached Riddle's ears.

Although the voice was very weak, with his keen hearing, he was able to make out the few words Draco uttered: "Godfather...Wife..."

In an instant, his heart tightened suddenly, and a strong sense of unease surged into his heart.

Severus...had already gotten married? When had that happened? And Voldemort, that idiot, had no idea!

This sudden news was like a bombshell, instantly turning Tom Riddle's mind into a chaotic mess.

Countless questions swirled and intertwined in his mind, making him upset and uneasy.

Severus already has a wife?

The moment this thought appeared in his mind, it was like a thunderclap, causing an indescribable ripple in Riddle's heart - it was a complex emotion mixed with sourness and anger.

He paced back and forth anxiously in the crystal ball. Although the space for movement was extremely limited, he was unable to suppress the emotions that were surging like the tide in his heart.

Every step felt like stepping on the tip of a sharp knife, stinging his sensitive nerves.

He began to rack his brains to recall every bit of information he knew about Severus, not missing any clues that might reveal the existence of this mysterious "wife".

However, no matter how hard he thought about it, the image that emerged in his mind was always what he had learned through his investigation, that is, Severus was alone in Hogwarts in pursuit of knowledge and great power.

During that long period of time, it seemed that no female character could break into his closed world.

Except... the woman named Lily Potter.

Oh, no, she was still called Lily Evans back then.

But even so, the relationship between them only remained at the level of friendship in their youth, far from love or marriage.

Tom Riddle was so immersed in these complicated and chaotic thoughts that he was completely unaware that the crystal ball was trembling slightly with the beating of his soul.

The annoyance in his heart did not ease at all.

He didn't know why such a seemingly insignificant piece of news would have such a huge impact on him?

You know, Riddle has always regarded feelings as passing clouds, never really taken them to heart, and sneered at them.

Could it be that something has changed quietly without us noticing?

Finally, a faint light slowly shone into the crystal clear crystal ball.

As the light gradually grew stronger, the originally dim sphere began to slowly reveal its interior.

At the same time, the sounds and magic from the outside world became clearer and clearer.

He held his breath, listened attentively, and soon recognized that it was Draco's slightly childish voice, mixed with a soft and melodious female voice.

Of course, what he cared about most was that highly recognizable, deep and magnetic voice - Severus's voice!

At this moment, although they were talking enthusiastically, he had no intention of carefully distinguishing the specific content of those words.

Because at this moment, his heart was filled with the anticipation of meeting Severus, and there was no room for anything else.

The moment the crystal ball was carefully taken out from the darkness, he couldn't wait to look around, his eyes scanning every corner around him.

Finally, not far from him, he caught sight of the familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar figure in the black robe.

Severus sat there quietly, his posture still as straight as a pine tree, but the black robe that once fit him well now seemed a little loose, as if he had lost a lot of weight.

Looking up again, that stern face came into view. It was still the same as I remembered, but with a sense of unfamiliar vigor and vitality.

This made Riddle feel as if they were still in that happy teaching career.

Those deep and quiet black eyes revealed an indescribable complex emotion, which made Riddle's heart tighten.

Tom Riddle's eyes were fixed on Severus.

It was unknown how long it took before he came back to his senses as if waking from a dream, but he had already taken in everything around him.

What surprised him was that, apart from Severus and the two naughty little guys, the only woman present was Narcissa.

Seeing this, Riddle secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After all, Narcissa and Lucius were very close, so it was impossible for her to have anything to do with Severus.

When Riddle heard Narcissa's slightly joking words, he didn't care. In fact, a barely perceptible joy rose in his heart.

Riddle listened quietly to their conversation, but his mind couldn't help but recall the memory of Voldemort.

As the two facts were constantly verified and compared with each other, an astonishing fact gradually surfaced - that stupid Voldemort's every move seemed to be completely controlled by the Malfoy family from beginning to end!

This discovery was like a bolt from the blue, instantly shattering Riddle's originally nonchalant attitude.

He suddenly retracted his indifference and replaced it with an unprecedented solemn expression.

He had to re-examine the woman in front of him, Narcissa, who seemed weak and did not leave him a deep impression.

Only then did he realize that Narcissa exuded a powerful and confident aura, like a queen high above everyone else, and her every move and gesture displayed the majesty and momentum of a superior.

Was all this something they were trying to reveal to him on purpose? Riddle couldn't help but wonder.

If so, what is their purpose behind this?

Countless questions flooded into Riddle's mind like a tide, and he felt as if he was trapped in a tangled web and unable to escape.

Riddle has always admired women like Narcissa.

In his eyes, gender has never been a criterion for measuring ability, and women are no less capable than men.

However, he also saw clearly the ambition hidden in Narcissa's heart.

The ambition was beyond imagination, even more arrogant and unruly than what he had planned.

This made Riddle suddenly feel uninterested, as if all his previous fantasies and those conspiracies and schemes that he had carefully planned in secret became insignificant and light as a feather at this moment.

"Sigh..." Riddle couldn't help but sigh.

For the Nth time, he secretly cursed the useless Voldemort in his heart, without realizing that the two were the same person.

Afterwards, Narcissa also left the spacious and slightly gloomy office of the Potions Professor.

At this moment, in the huge room, only Riddle (crystal ball version) and Snape were left.

Even Riddle, who believed that he had no emotions, felt an indescribable tension in his heart when faced with this situation.

Snape stared at the crystal ball quietly, and was stunned for a moment.

After a long while, he seemed to come to his senses suddenly, stretched out his finger and gently touched the crystal ball in front of him.

The moment Severus' fingertips touched the crystal ball, Riddle trembled almost subconsciously, and even his soul trembled involuntarily.

Although Severus didn't actually touch him, for some reason, the warm breath emanating from Severus seemed to be able to penetrate the hard wall of the crystal ball and reach deep into Riddle's soul.

This wonderful feeling lasted only a moment, as Riddle quickly shifted his attention to other things.

He was watching Severus intently, and naturally he would not miss the look of confusion and pain on his face.

Riddle tried to move his soul imprisoned in the crystal ball, but no matter how hard he tried, all he could do was make some insignificant little movements.

He wanted to say something, to get Severus's attention.

But the frustrating thing was that no matter how hard he tried, he was unable to make even the slightest sound.

Severus seemed to vaguely sense something strange. His originally empty eyes began to move slowly, and finally fixed on the crystal ball where Riddle was.

... "lord."

This familiar name not only made Snape feel uncomfortable, but even Riddle couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

Time seemed to go back many years, and he seemed to see again the young boy who had just graduated from school and was inexperienced in the world.

At that time, Snape tried his best to pretend to be neither humble nor arrogant, but his eyes as bright as stars could not hide his true feelings.

"You should be able to hear everything that's happening outside, right?" It was Snape's voice that interrupted Riddle's recollections.

"I understand that you possess all of Voldemort's memories, correct?"

Faced with the straightforward and sharp questioning, Riddle was secretly shocked.

He had to admit that Severus was much more perceptive than he had imagined, and his intelligence was beyond ordinary.

For a moment, Riddle didn't know how to respond. He could only control his expression and movements to avoid revealing any flaws.

But he didn't expect Snape to suddenly change the subject the next second.

"Then you must have known that I betrayed you. So, how do you feel about this?"

This sentence was like a heavy bomb, exploding in the air.

Riddle's eyes widened, staring at Snape in disbelief.

He never imagined that Severus, who had always been obedient in his eyes, would be so bold as to talk about betrayal in front of him.

According to some default principles, shouldn't we test each other first?

Moreover, this isn't a cautious test at all, it's clearly a direct and powerful attack.

Snape's tone was full of provocation when he said that.

If Riddle hadn't been staring at Severus intently, he wouldn't have realized that it was just a simple question.

Riddle's emotions were on the verge of losing control just because of a single sentence. The red light in his eyes began to flicker constantly, as if it would burst out at any time.

Who was it? Who had corrupted his Severus? Could it be that disgusting old bee, Dumbledore? It had to be him!

However, rather than finding the "culprit", what Riddle wanted most urgently was to break free from this damn crystal ball as soon as possible.

Because he had so much to say, he longed to speak it all to Severus in person.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape the constraints of the crystal ball.

However, seeing Severus mumbling to himself and then immersed in the study of potions, trying to get him out, Riddle couldn't help but become quiet.

His eyes stared almost greedily at Severus Snape, who was concentrating on potion research, as if he wanted to deeply imprint every subtle expression and movement of the other party in the depths of his mind.

It's so good to see you again... Severus...

......

"Oh." Draco, who was holding hands with Harry, suddenly stopped, as if he remembered something.

"I seem to have forgotten to tell the Godfather how to open the crystal ball."