Dark Lord, please let go

"What did you say, Zabini,"

Ron rushed over angrily, pulled out his wand and pointed it at Zabini's chin. Zabini was not slow, and also took out his wand. The two of them seemed to want to poke each other's throat with their wands.

"Am I wrong, you mole," Zabini sneered, pointing steadily at Ron's throat with his wand-holding hand, "or do you think you can fly better than Draco, mole?" I doubt that rats can ride brooms."

The Slytherins on the side all giggled, and Ron Weasley's face turned redder, almost the same color as his hair.

Well done!Draco was about to cheer for Blaise. If the situation didn't allow it, he might have pointed his wand at Ron long ago.

"Shut up, Zabini!" Harry stood behind Ron. Although he also felt that Ron was a little impulsive in rushing to find Zabini's troubles, he couldn't help his buddies.

"It's none of your business Potter, let them solve their own business, don't meddle in their own business." Draco raised his eyebrows, looking at Potter standing beside Weasley, obviously, now Hermione Granger Not befriending either of them yet, or Draco would have seen two Gryffindors he hated next to Ron.

"It's none of your business Malfoy!" Harry glared at Draco, then grabbed Ron's sleeve tightly, because he had already seen Mrs. Hooch walking towards the lawn. "No, Ron, hurry up and stop, Professor McGonagall will punish us for confinement!"

"Yes, Harry is right, you will deduct points from Gryffindor for Weasley." Hermione Granger stared at Ron's wand viciously, and quickly glanced at Huo Huo who came over. Mrs. Qi added another sentence, "You have to stop."

"Stop it, Blaise, Weasley is about to cry from your fright." Draco glanced contemptuously at Ron, whose face was getting redder and redder.

"Since you say so, well Draco." Zabini looked so satisfied that he didn't care that Draco had just scooped back the memory ball. "How confident can we be in the guts of the Mole?"

The conversation between the two of them finally caused the surrounding students to laugh. The worst part was that the Gryffindor students didn't seem to want to give Ron face. Although they didn't laugh out loud like Slytherin, they couldn't help it. Cover your mouth and snigger.

Weasley's face was flushed red, and he wished he could pounce on Draco right now.It's just that he has no chance, because Mrs. Hooch has walked back.

"Okay, be quiet!" Mrs. Huo Qi glanced at the students present, "Today's flying lesson is over early, get out of class is over now!"

Draco shrugged indifferently. It seemed that he didn't intend to continue the conflict just now. After Mrs. Hooch left, Draco greeted his two followers.

"Don't follow me, you can do whatever you want." Draco said lazily.

"But... Where are you going, Draco? I thought you would go to the restaurant with us." Goyle scratched his head.

"You don't want to know."

Draco shook off his two followers and went up to the third floor, knowing that the entrance to the headmaster's office was behind an ugly gargoyle on the third floor.But... what is the password to enter?

"..."

hell!He is so stupid, what should he do now?Are you waiting here for Dumbledore to come out of the office?Or wait for which professor to go in?

Just when Draco was hesitating whether to change the time, he heard footsteps behind him.

"Good afternoon, Draco." Dumbledore looked at the surprised Draco standing in front of him with a smile, and said gently, "Want to go in and have some candy with me? Oh, the new product from Honeybee Duke is delicious. "

"Of course, my honor professor."

Draco followed Dumbledore, watching him say "lemon drop" to the gargoyle, which moved away to reveal an escalator going up from behind.

Dumbledore's office is still the same, with all kinds of weird things, and portraits of previous headmasters hanging on the wall.

"Please sit down, Draco." Dumbledore waved his wand, and various candies appeared on the coffee table. "When I invited you just now, I thought you would continue to reject me. After all, you have never eaten the candy I introduced before."

Draco hesitated for a moment, sat down on the sofa opposite Dumbledore, looked at the trays of candies in front of him, and finally scooped up a sugar quill that didn't look too weird.To be honest, he has always disagreed with Dumbledore's unusual taste.

Seeing Draco scoop up the candy, Dumbledore seemed even happier. He winked at Draco and smiled gently, "How long has it been since we met? In my impression, the last time was 60 Years ago? Back then you were much older than you are now."

It was the most unacceptable thing for Draco to look like a child all the time. He lifted the corners of his mouth weakly and corrected him: "Professor, I have to remind you that we met at the school opening banquet. a week."

"Of course, your sorting time was a bit long that time." Dumbledore looked at Draco with a smile, and he didn't give up until he saw a blush on Draco's face. "You just stood there, did you want to say something to me, Draco?"

"Yes, Professor." Draco nodded, he struggled with how to ask Tom about it, but Dumbledore helped him solve the problem.

"If I'm not mistaken, you mean to ask about Tom?"

Draco looked up, hesitated for a moment before nodding, "Yes Professor, you know something has changed since I came back—" He frowned, not knowing how to describe how normal things should be, "— — Anyway, not quite the same as I remember, so I wonder what happened in those 60 years.”

For Draco, it was just a moment, but for others, 60 years have passed. Draco has never experienced it in these 60 years, and there is no record of what he wants to know. He could only come to Dumbledore for help.Draco was sure that Dumbledore would tell him, after all, he was kind to himself at that time, wasn't he?

"Of course, if you are worried about Tom becoming the dark wizard in your memory, then I can happily tell you that you don't have to worry about Draco." Dumbledore kindly said after seeing Draco's astonished expression. Explained: "I know you should be curious about how we know, but there is always a little clue that allows us to find the truth, isn't it?"

"..." What clues, Draco shouldn't have said anything about the Dark Lord, after all, he couldn't tell at that time, how did Dumbledore know.

"Don't doubt my child, you have exposed enough flaws." Dumbledore ate a pile of cockroaches in a good mood, "Do you remember the class of Defense Against the Dark Arts? That Boggart, oh, later your father When Lucius Malfoy came to Hogwarts, I guessed he would be the first person to appear."

Dumbledore paused for a moment, his expression was a bit serious compared to the beginning, "As for the dark wizard behind, I didn't guess who it was, or Tom gave me the answer later."

Hearing Dumbledore's words, Draco's heart was pounding, what did it mean, what did Tom give Dumbledore the answer?So Tom really became the Dark Lord?But just now Dumbledore clearly said no...

As if seeing Draco's nervousness, Dumbledore smiled at Draco comfortingly, "Don't worry, just listen to me."

"Boggart turned into a dark wizard, Tom remembers it very well. And after you disappeared, Tom used insanity on Abraxas, oh, as for this, I think he will remember to apologize when you see Tom Yes." Dumbledore blinked at Draco, which made Draco relax a bit.

"Tom knew from Abraxas that you came from the future. I'm afraid your missing old Malfoy couldn't explain it clearly to Abraxas, so he told him the truth, and Tom knew about it."

"What does that have to do with the Dark Lord?" Draco frowned slightly. "I mean, how did he guess about the Dark Lord?"

"And here's what I'm going to mention. During the time you just disappeared, Tom couldn't sleep. He started going on long night walks. He got very angry and angry with his Slytherin friends."

As Dumbledore said these words, Draco's mind had the image of Tom, the boy who had been smiling gently.

"Then Tom scooped up those materials you used to collect, about time, and I guess Abraxas gave him the books. Abraxas was Tom's friend until he graduated from Hogwarts and their relationship They were very close. Tom got those books, and he started doing experiments, which were sometimes very dangerous. After one experiment failed, Tom found me." Dumbledore looked at Draco with a serious face, " It's the first time I've seen Tom like that, he looks very dangerous, he seems to be immersed in some sad emotions and can't help himself, especially his eyes-"

Dumbledore paused, he looked up into Draco's eyes, "I think you should be able to guess what happened to him."

Draco nodded after listening to Dumbledore, because Tom's scarlet eyes had just flashed through his head, if that was what Dumbledore meant.

"Tom told me that the dark wizard that Boggart turned into had such eyes, and Tom felt very familiar when he saw the dark wizard, and he believed that the person was himself. So, can you tell me? Laco, is our guess correct?"

Draco hesitated for a while, then nodded, since Dumbledore said that Tom hadn't become the Dark Lord, then there was no need for him to hide it, was there? "That Dark Lord is Tom Riddle." Draco frowned, and added, "Of course, it won't be the current Tom."