[HP] How to be successful

In the end, neither of them opened their mouths to ask any further questions, but just hugged Signus back. The warm body temperature ironed Signus' stiffness. Sometimes, the warmth without words is more touching than thousands of words.

Signus thought that his bad luck had reached its peak, but after that, Tom, who took more than a month to appear at the beginning, developed to appear every evening and didn't disappear until the early morning, Signus I can't wait to hit the wall, is the Dark Lord split into half the Demon King?24 hours a day, spend eight hours facing the big devil, eight hours facing the little devil, only eight hours are left to relax, he is more painful than working three shifts! ! !

——Merlin, can you do me a favor and let me go, a poor person who is about to have a schizophrenia! !

weird devil

weird devil

Obviously, Merlin's answer was no.When the situation of working three shifts 24 hours a day and needing to work sixteen hours in a row continued until the day of Signus's 11th birthday, Sig was looking forward to using school to get rid of this sad situation in a few months Nas was horrified to find that the memories of the two demon kings merged into one, OAQ, Merlin, just take me away——

"teacher."

After coming to this room, the Dark Lord said that he and Tom's memories were completely fused and never spoke again.The empty silence made Signus unbearably wanting to break it, but after the small sound of caution, Signus didn't dare to say anything anymore, in the sight that was more transparent than X-rays. He didn't dare to take a breath with his head down, fearing that the Dark Lord would find fault with him and instantly kill him if he made any more noise. He absolutely believed in the Dark Lord's proficiency in the Avada Kedavra Curse.

There was no response, only the two people's room made Signus feel that the air flow was too slow, and it seemed that it was becoming more and more difficult to breathe, and the slowly scanning eyes on him seemed to materialize, making him tremble all over. I'm afraid that something will be missing in the next second.

"Tom Marvolo Riddle is a name I gave up."

Blinking his eyes, Signus didn't understand what the Dark Lord's sudden words meant, so he could only continue to remain silent dutifully.Although they spent a lot of time together, whether it was with the Dark Lord or Tom, he couldn't fathom their emotions. The thinking of a genius is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people like him.

"I am Lord Voldemort."

I still don't understand what the Dark Lord means. The two sentences before and after are too descriptive, and there is no conclusion that can be drawn after connecting them together.

"Tom Marvolo Riddle doesn't need to exist, what exists is Lord Voldemort."

Signus understood this sentence, and it seemed that the Dark Lord hated the name Tom very much.Lowering his head, Signus said with unusual seriousness, "The student will not have a title other than the teacher in his memory." So just let me go, I will completely treat Tom as non-existent!

boom--

The desk next to the Dark Lord's seat was split into two by the magic pressure, and the crisp sound of splitting made Signus so frightened that he almost jumped up from the ground.The Dark Lord is angry!Why, even though he promised that he would forget that Tom had appeared, could it be that the Dark Lord didn't believe his promise and decided to kill him to silence him?

Signus tried his best to lower his head even more. If it was possible, he really wanted to dig a hole like an ostrich and bury it directly. If he couldn't see it, it would reduce a lot of on-the-spot fear.Killing is nothing more than nodding your head, P!He didn't have such a big awareness. Although this head is not smart enough, let alone perfect, he still cherishes it very much.

Voldemort looked furious at the boy kneeling there trying to shrink his own existence, was he that scary?Obviously it wasn't very smooth to mew one by one Tom before, but now it's scared like a mouse after seeing a cat, it's really an eyesore!

Blooming anger filled his whole body. Voldemort stared at Signus closely for a long time, and then he passed Signus directly and left the room. The buoyant anger just passed by and made Signus shiver a few times, feeling cold. It made him want to wrap himself in a quilt directly, and the tables and chairs along the way were all broken into pieces, until there was a bang behind him, without the heavy pressure, Signus sat limply on the ground and wiped his face. His forehead was full of sweat, it was only spring, but his whole body was soaked in sweat like water, Signus smiled wryly, this birthday is really a disaster.

"Sig—" "Signus—" "Brother—"

Three calls came from behind at the same time, without the usual smell of gunpowder, just because the situation of the person they were most concerned about was still unknown at the moment, and Regulus was still young and didn't understand it, but Abu and Lucius were in the dark when the Dark Lord took them away. Gnass continued to be uneasy from that moment. Later, the Dark Lord who reappeared obviously looked angry, which made them even more uneasy. Now looking at the damage in and around the room, Abu and Lu The first thing Hughes thought of was whether Signus was injured.

A few quick steps came to Signus, and Abra took the first position by taking advantage of his long legs. He held Signus's shoulders and quickly glanced aside, not forgetting to ask, "Sigus ,Are you OK?"

Shaking his head numbly, Signus has not completely escaped from the situation just now.

"Are you really okay? He seems very angry."

Slowly turning his eyes, the focus was on Abu's eyes that couldn't hide his worry. Signus shook his head again, his eyes were full of confusion all along, his brows were slightly frowned, as if hesitating how to organize his words to express, After a while, he tilted his head slightly and spoke intermittently.

"He... he was angry, very angry, angry at me, but I don't know why he was angry, I thought he would just give me an Avada, but no, nothing, nothing said Just one sentence left... I can't understand what he was thinking, why he was angry, and why he didn't punish me for making him angry. I would rather know early on, I would rather receive a death notice than a critical illness notice, the feeling of fear is really enough..."

Abu and Lucius quietly listened to Signus' venting words. In the past four years, they watched Signus's exhaustion for several days, and they were very distressed, but they were incompetent. For the time being, they could only give Signus Nas's useless comfort, now, can only listen to Signus' uneasiness and can't do anything, the protection they give to the person they like is too weak.

Regulus, who was under five years old, still couldn't understand his brother's uneasiness. He only knew that his brother was suffering. His favorite eyes were empty at the moment, as if nothing existed. Let him see The tightness in his chest also made him feel uncomfortable. He liked his brother's eyes smiling all the time, so his brother should always be smiling, instead of nothing like what he is doing now.

"elder brother……"

A short hand hugged one of Signus' arms, and Regulus leaned against him tightly. The faint warmth made Signus' long-distance eyes gradually clear, and he lowered his head to look blankly. Looking up at his younger brother, Signus smiled reflexively, the same emptiness.

"Sig." The slightly cool fingertips touched those eyes, causing Signus to close them instinctively, and Abu's voice had a dryness that Signus had never heard before, "Sig, believe me, I won't let you have an accident." The promise is always so weak, but the prudence in it is like coals in the winter snow, which makes Signus' heart tremble non-stop. There is joy, but more anxiety.

Clasping the hands that wandered above the eyelids, Signus opened his eyes, the uncomfortable emptiness has faded away, leaving only worry, "Uncle Abu, you have to remember that you are Malfoy." Therefore, it is enough to protect Malfoy's inheritance well.

"I know." He is Malfoy, he naturally remembers that everything Malfoy has done is for the continuation of the platinum glory, but Sig, you know, your soul has long been dyed the color of platinum , never fades.

For the first time, Lucius next to him didn't have any intention of competing with his father, and his long eyelashes drooped, covering up the forbearing determination in his eyes.He likes Signus, but he doesn't have the ability to protect Signus yet. If he gets it but can't protect it, then don't be greedy to hold the treasure in his arms. Before he has the corresponding ability, he can protect Signus. Such a treasure, then he is willing to take a step back and guard it with others.

"Okay, you three, don't put on a sour face!" He was mentally prepared for these tense heaviness early in the morning, how could he collapse so easily?It was just to vent after the stimulation. After venting, he felt much more comfortable. On the road of life, he never thought that it would be smooth sailing without any disasters. "I'm fine. Anyway, I can go to school in two months. It will be much easier by then."

Yes, it is much easier to not have to face the Dark Lord every day after school, but, who will tell him how to face the Dark Lord whose personality is getting more and more distorted in the past two months?Looking at the Dark Lord who flung his sleeves away in anger without saying a word again, Signus burst into tears.

Since his birthday, it’s fine to continue working sixteen hours a day. Anyway, he has endured it for more than half a year and got used to it;