The author has something to say: slightly modified some details from scratch.Sev went from seven to eight, and Tom to nine.The idea was for them to get to know each other when they were innocents, but it's unlikely that Sev would have learned much at that young age, and Tom hadn't had that much going on in the orphanage.With a little adjustment now, the characters of the two children have already taken shape, but they still retain a bit of childishness.
Ah, Tom is still a bad boy after all, Sev, be careful o(-"-)o
The dining room of the Orphanage was a large room with a low ceiling and was very dark, and there were pots of steaming potatoes on two long tables.Tom had brought food to the room for the previous two days—no one wanted to sit at the same table with Tom—and it was Sev's first visit today.Seeing Sif came in, the children who were chattering just now fell silent, pretending not to see Sif, sitting straight on the bench waiting for the children on duty to share the food .
Sif sat down at the end of a table indifferently, and beside him sat a child with yellow hair, with a pale and broad forehead, and a pair of brown eyes secretly glanced at Sif from time to time, with a look on his face that wanted to say something.
Sev looked over at him, raising an eyebrow.
"Prince, hello, I'm Billy Turner." The kid looked even more nervous, and Seaver was a little curious about what he was trying to say.
"Turner." Silvero nodded.
"Oh, it's amazing." Billy Turner looked at Sev and scratched his hair, and smiled shyly, "I mean, what you did this morning was really amazing."
If you know that I, like Tom, can do magic, will you still talk to me?Sev thought.
"Prince, did you and Tom Riddle know each other before?"
"how?"
"I, I just want to tell you, be careful." Billy Turner shuddered seeing Sev's face getting colder, and said quickly, "He's cruel, he killed my Annie, Annie is my rabbit, but he hanged Annie! He's a devil..."
"Enough!" Sev interrupted him, and Billy immediately shut his mouth tightly, and looked at Sif with wide eyes in horror.
"Did you see that? Saw him hang your rabbit with your own eyes?"
"...No. But I know it's him, except he..."
"Because he has a different power, is he responsible for all the bad things?" Sifferteng stood up suddenly, and everyone in the dining room looked at him.
Sister Lisa put the candle on the table, walked over and put her hand on Sev's shoulder and asked, "Prince, are you feeling well?"
This lady is also black-haired and black-eyed, and her voice and expression are a bit like Irene Snape. Sever was a little stunned for a moment, and sat down along with her hand, shook his head, and whispered, "I'm fine. ,Thank you."
Eating the small portion of stewed potatoes and a piece of black bread with a dazed expression, Sev began to worry about Irene's mother, wondering if his father would drink again and delay work, and if he was not around, would he not beat and scold his mother? up.no existence of oneself, dad
Mom and Dad must be happy.
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"You mean, you're going to fight hard with these moves?" Tom tried to imitate Seaver's squat with his hips hanging in the air, oh, God or Merlin, this kind of movement is not beautiful.
"Don't talk, watch your breathing rate."
His legs were already trembling, but if he wanted to relax a little, he would be despised by Sif. Tom didn't want Sev to think he was inferior to him.In fact, after that confinement, the terrified eyes of other children when they faced Sif told him that Sif's fighting skills from the East were very useful.He doesn't want to be protected by Sif who is younger than himself. He firmly believes that only when he has mastered powerful power can he be entitled to have more things.
After doing a whole set of movements, Tom felt that his limbs no longer belonged to him. He tried his best to maintain his posture and sat on the chair, panting heavily—he should thank Mrs. Cole for not preventing the nun Ella from the orphanage from teaching Does he have etiquette that a gentleman should pay attention to?The fat old woman insisted that a devil-cursed boy like himself must be taught a stricter education, as if he would be grateful to the merciful Lord.
But Sif didn't give him a chance to rest, and patted his sore arm vigorously, "If you want to recover faster, sit cross-legged and meditate now."
Seeing Sif, who had practiced for a while longer than himself, sitting cross-legged on the ground with steady breathing, Tom also began to enter a state of meditation not to be outdone.As a thin cool breath slowly flowed through the whole body, the sore feeling gradually eased, and there was a feeling of lightness all over the body.Is this the power of magic?Tom's heart was pounding as if it was going to pop out of his chest, and his breathing became rapid.
If, if I have stronger magic power, won't I be bullied?Is it possible to teach those nasty guys a lesson?Is it possible to...
"... Tom! Tom! Damn it, wake up!"
Sev's angry voice interrupted Tom's growing paranoia.The coldness at the moment when he opened his eyes made Sev stunned for a moment, and Tom also realized that something was wrong, so he quickly eased his expression, "Sev, what's wrong?"
"You..." Sev bit his lower lip habitually, "Did you not calm down just now, don't think too much when meditating, something will happen... You looked very bad just now."
"It's okay, I will pay attention." Will something happen?He has lived in this gloomy orphanage for nine years. Since he can remember, Tom has been trying to suppress all kinds of thoughts in his heart, pretending to be obedient and obedient, helping Mrs. Cole and the nuns to do things,
Getting more and better than other kids has always been his way of life.As a result, what he got for his unique ability was the fear and bullying of children, and the discrimination and rejection of adults.That strong desire to gain power has long been deeply ingrained in his heart, and whoever doesn't make him happy, he will take their happiness away!
but……
This Sever-Prince who came to him suddenly, although he always put on an impatient face and didn't say a few nice words, gave him so much warmth.Don't let him know that he has such dark thoughts in his heart!Can't lose this one and only friend...
Sev sat on the side with some anxiety and let Tom look at him silently. In fact, when he first started meditating, he almost became "demented" several times as the husband said, beating by his alcoholic father, His mother's powerless crying was a nightmare he couldn't escape.But Tom has never even met his own parents. He has been staying in this ruthless and indifferent place, being bullied from time to time, locked in a small dark room, and hungry. He must be more sad than himself.After all, he later met Mr.Mr. cured his mother's body, gave his father the opportunity to work, and taught himself so many things.Did Mr. let himself come here to accompany Tom in the hope that Tom would not fall into a desperate situation like he did before?Perhaps, Tom should be taken seriously as a friend, not just to complete Mr.'s task...
"Sev."
"Ok?"
"Why do you come here? I mean, it's terrible, isn't it? It's a lot of work and you don't have enough food or clothing."
"No worse than what I've been through." At least not yet.
Sev looked gloomy, and Tom knew he had mentioned his sadness, so he quickly changed the subject, "Did your husband teach you magic? That kind of magic that can fight."
"No. Because we don't have wands yet, and the magic power is not enough, and many magics can't be used. The sir only let me learn a few wandless living magic, cleaning up, opening the alahoo hole and so on. And, the sir said, only Only by laying a good foundation can we get twice the result with half the effort. Meditation can refine the magic power in the body, so that we can use more and more powerful magic in the future. Oriental martial arts, but exercise the body and have the ability to respond, so that we will not stand stupidly in a duel. to be hit by magic. And most importantly,
"What is it?" Tom was attracted by Sif's words. He would not give up his goal of gaining great power. Since what Sif's husband said was very reasonable, he should also take it step by step.
"A strong soul can make people have stronger power."
"A powerful soul...can the soul also become stronger?"
"Yes. If you persist in meditation, you can strengthen your soul power. Of course, you must have a firm will. And a lot of black magic can harm the soul. If the soul is injured and not repaired in time, not only the power You won’t be able to raise your realm again, and you’ll lose your mind, and you won’t be like the original you.”
"Black magic is so powerful?" Can it hurt the soul?
"Well, so you can't experiment with black magic casually. If you are not careful, you even get involved." Sif nodded, and took out a few books from the ring, "Okay, I don't think you will forget to learn Literacy and arithmetic."
The nuns in the orphanage only taught the children to read the Bible apart from the rules of etiquette. Although Tom already knew a lot of words, it was completely impossible for him to write something, let alone arithmetic.After the two of them simply washed up, they covered their heads with a quilt just like every night, and hid inside to read a book by the light of the magic lamp.Seriously doing arithmetic problems with Tom, Sev did not expect how much today's conversation had affected Tom, and the word black magic was also deeply imprinted in Tom's heart.
Ah, Tom is still a bad boy after all, Sev, be careful o(-"-)o
The dining room of the Orphanage was a large room with a low ceiling and was very dark, and there were pots of steaming potatoes on two long tables.Tom had brought food to the room for the previous two days—no one wanted to sit at the same table with Tom—and it was Sev's first visit today.Seeing Sif came in, the children who were chattering just now fell silent, pretending not to see Sif, sitting straight on the bench waiting for the children on duty to share the food .
Sif sat down at the end of a table indifferently, and beside him sat a child with yellow hair, with a pale and broad forehead, and a pair of brown eyes secretly glanced at Sif from time to time, with a look on his face that wanted to say something.
Sev looked over at him, raising an eyebrow.
"Prince, hello, I'm Billy Turner." The kid looked even more nervous, and Seaver was a little curious about what he was trying to say.
"Turner." Silvero nodded.
"Oh, it's amazing." Billy Turner looked at Sev and scratched his hair, and smiled shyly, "I mean, what you did this morning was really amazing."
If you know that I, like Tom, can do magic, will you still talk to me?Sev thought.
"Prince, did you and Tom Riddle know each other before?"
"how?"
"I, I just want to tell you, be careful." Billy Turner shuddered seeing Sev's face getting colder, and said quickly, "He's cruel, he killed my Annie, Annie is my rabbit, but he hanged Annie! He's a devil..."
"Enough!" Sev interrupted him, and Billy immediately shut his mouth tightly, and looked at Sif with wide eyes in horror.
"Did you see that? Saw him hang your rabbit with your own eyes?"
"...No. But I know it's him, except he..."
"Because he has a different power, is he responsible for all the bad things?" Sifferteng stood up suddenly, and everyone in the dining room looked at him.
Sister Lisa put the candle on the table, walked over and put her hand on Sev's shoulder and asked, "Prince, are you feeling well?"
This lady is also black-haired and black-eyed, and her voice and expression are a bit like Irene Snape. Sever was a little stunned for a moment, and sat down along with her hand, shook his head, and whispered, "I'm fine. ,Thank you."
Eating the small portion of stewed potatoes and a piece of black bread with a dazed expression, Sev began to worry about Irene's mother, wondering if his father would drink again and delay work, and if he was not around, would he not beat and scold his mother? up.no existence of oneself, dad
Mom and Dad must be happy.
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"You mean, you're going to fight hard with these moves?" Tom tried to imitate Seaver's squat with his hips hanging in the air, oh, God or Merlin, this kind of movement is not beautiful.
"Don't talk, watch your breathing rate."
His legs were already trembling, but if he wanted to relax a little, he would be despised by Sif. Tom didn't want Sev to think he was inferior to him.In fact, after that confinement, the terrified eyes of other children when they faced Sif told him that Sif's fighting skills from the East were very useful.He doesn't want to be protected by Sif who is younger than himself. He firmly believes that only when he has mastered powerful power can he be entitled to have more things.
After doing a whole set of movements, Tom felt that his limbs no longer belonged to him. He tried his best to maintain his posture and sat on the chair, panting heavily—he should thank Mrs. Cole for not preventing the nun Ella from the orphanage from teaching Does he have etiquette that a gentleman should pay attention to?The fat old woman insisted that a devil-cursed boy like himself must be taught a stricter education, as if he would be grateful to the merciful Lord.
But Sif didn't give him a chance to rest, and patted his sore arm vigorously, "If you want to recover faster, sit cross-legged and meditate now."
Seeing Sif, who had practiced for a while longer than himself, sitting cross-legged on the ground with steady breathing, Tom also began to enter a state of meditation not to be outdone.As a thin cool breath slowly flowed through the whole body, the sore feeling gradually eased, and there was a feeling of lightness all over the body.Is this the power of magic?Tom's heart was pounding as if it was going to pop out of his chest, and his breathing became rapid.
If, if I have stronger magic power, won't I be bullied?Is it possible to teach those nasty guys a lesson?Is it possible to...
"... Tom! Tom! Damn it, wake up!"
Sev's angry voice interrupted Tom's growing paranoia.The coldness at the moment when he opened his eyes made Sev stunned for a moment, and Tom also realized that something was wrong, so he quickly eased his expression, "Sev, what's wrong?"
"You..." Sev bit his lower lip habitually, "Did you not calm down just now, don't think too much when meditating, something will happen... You looked very bad just now."
"It's okay, I will pay attention." Will something happen?He has lived in this gloomy orphanage for nine years. Since he can remember, Tom has been trying to suppress all kinds of thoughts in his heart, pretending to be obedient and obedient, helping Mrs. Cole and the nuns to do things,
Getting more and better than other kids has always been his way of life.As a result, what he got for his unique ability was the fear and bullying of children, and the discrimination and rejection of adults.That strong desire to gain power has long been deeply ingrained in his heart, and whoever doesn't make him happy, he will take their happiness away!
but……
This Sever-Prince who came to him suddenly, although he always put on an impatient face and didn't say a few nice words, gave him so much warmth.Don't let him know that he has such dark thoughts in his heart!Can't lose this one and only friend...
Sev sat on the side with some anxiety and let Tom look at him silently. In fact, when he first started meditating, he almost became "demented" several times as the husband said, beating by his alcoholic father, His mother's powerless crying was a nightmare he couldn't escape.But Tom has never even met his own parents. He has been staying in this ruthless and indifferent place, being bullied from time to time, locked in a small dark room, and hungry. He must be more sad than himself.After all, he later met Mr.Mr. cured his mother's body, gave his father the opportunity to work, and taught himself so many things.Did Mr. let himself come here to accompany Tom in the hope that Tom would not fall into a desperate situation like he did before?Perhaps, Tom should be taken seriously as a friend, not just to complete Mr.'s task...
"Sev."
"Ok?"
"Why do you come here? I mean, it's terrible, isn't it? It's a lot of work and you don't have enough food or clothing."
"No worse than what I've been through." At least not yet.
Sev looked gloomy, and Tom knew he had mentioned his sadness, so he quickly changed the subject, "Did your husband teach you magic? That kind of magic that can fight."
"No. Because we don't have wands yet, and the magic power is not enough, and many magics can't be used. The sir only let me learn a few wandless living magic, cleaning up, opening the alahoo hole and so on. And, the sir said, only Only by laying a good foundation can we get twice the result with half the effort. Meditation can refine the magic power in the body, so that we can use more and more powerful magic in the future. Oriental martial arts, but exercise the body and have the ability to respond, so that we will not stand stupidly in a duel. to be hit by magic. And most importantly,
"What is it?" Tom was attracted by Sif's words. He would not give up his goal of gaining great power. Since what Sif's husband said was very reasonable, he should also take it step by step.
"A strong soul can make people have stronger power."
"A powerful soul...can the soul also become stronger?"
"Yes. If you persist in meditation, you can strengthen your soul power. Of course, you must have a firm will. And a lot of black magic can harm the soul. If the soul is injured and not repaired in time, not only the power You won’t be able to raise your realm again, and you’ll lose your mind, and you won’t be like the original you.”
"Black magic is so powerful?" Can it hurt the soul?
"Well, so you can't experiment with black magic casually. If you are not careful, you even get involved." Sif nodded, and took out a few books from the ring, "Okay, I don't think you will forget to learn Literacy and arithmetic."
The nuns in the orphanage only taught the children to read the Bible apart from the rules of etiquette. Although Tom already knew a lot of words, it was completely impossible for him to write something, let alone arithmetic.After the two of them simply washed up, they covered their heads with a quilt just like every night, and hid inside to read a book by the light of the magic lamp.Seriously doing arithmetic problems with Tom, Sev did not expect how much today's conversation had affected Tom, and the word black magic was also deeply imprinted in Tom's heart.
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