Hogwarts: I, Tom, am really not Voldemort!

“Boom... Boom...”

The loud roar of a motorcycle came from outside the orphanage, disturbing the peace.

At this moment, little Andy stumbled in, looking flustered, and shouted anxiously as soon as he saw Tom.

“Tom, something bad happened! There's a man on a motorcycle at the gate with a young man, specifically looking for you. Mother Anna has already gone out.”

Tom had no choice but to put down the Furina figure he was halfway through making and went out with Andy.

‘Just as I thought, it's that Gryffindor idiot.’

Outside the orphanage gate, many children were already gathered to watch, and Sirius, who had recovered his handsome appearance after half a year of recuperation, was arguing with Ms. Anna.

Harry, sitting on the back of the motorcycle, gave Tom an apologetic smile when he saw him come out.

“Mother Anna, they are my schoolmates and his guardian. Leave this to me, please take the children back first.”

Tom first persuaded the arguing Ms. Anna to go back.

“Little Tom, is it okay?” Ms. Anna was still a little worried.

“Mother Anna, it's okay, don't worry.”

Seeing Tom's confident assurance, Ms. Anna took the children back.

Once Ms. Anna left, Tom said to Sirius and Harry, “You, come with me!”

Tom led them to the small woods he often went to, then looked at them expressionlessly: “Speak, what do you two want to do, coming here suddenly?”

Harry scratched his head embarrassedly: “Well, Tom, Sirius wants to take you to his house as a guest to thank you for helping him catch Peter and clear his name.”

“So, you can disturb others so recklessly? Didn't Gryffindor teach you what manners are?”

Tom reprimanded them with a serious face.

Perhaps Tom's aura was too strong, Sirius and Harry felt like they were facing Professor McGonagall.

“Sorry, I was wrong!”

Under the pressure of Tom's gaze, Sirius and Harry obediently lowered their heads and apologized.

“Then, Tom, will you go?”

After apologizing, Harry asked Tom again with anticipation.

Seeing that the two had realized their mistake, Tom smiled again: “Of course, now? Then wait for me to pack my things.”

As soon as he thought that he could finally go to Grimmauld Place, Number 12, to get the Slytherin locket after working so hard for so long, Tom quickly returned to his room, carefully placed the completed Childe figure and the half-finished Furina figure into his storage space, and after saying goodbye to Ms. Anna, he hurriedly went out, straddled the back seat of Sirius's motorcycle, and urged him to drive away quickly.

“Slow down... slow down... I'm going to die...”

“I'm going to complain to the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office about your illegal modification!”

Harry had already experienced it once when Sirius picked him up from Aunt Petunia's house today, so he was used to it and could chat with Tom calmly.

“Tom, how was your summer? Have you finished your homework?”

“I've had a miserable time at Aunt Petunia's house this month, I dreamed of being picked up by Sirius...”

Harry babbled on, but Tom didn't want to answer a single word.

“Vomit...”

“I will never ride any magical transportation again, ever! Vomit....”

When Sirius stopped the motorcycle, Tom couldn't wait to jump out of the car and vomited again.

After a while, Tom recovered and was dumbfounded when he saw the destination.

“This is… Grimmauld Place, Number 12?”

“Of course not, this is my newly purchased apartment. I've been disowned, who wants to go back to that dark Black family house.”

Sirius said it so confidently that one couldn't find fault with it.

“……”

Tom, who had always had smooth sailing, was about to lose his composure at this moment.

‘Why? Why is this happening? I saved you, you stupid dog, just for the Slytherin locket in your old house. Now you're telling me you bought a new apartment and don't want to go back to the old house. What did I painstakingly save you for? You might as well have stayed in Azkaban for a few more years.’

Tom took a deep breath, feeling annoyed. He took another deep breath, but the thought still didn't sit well with him.

‘Damn Gryffindor idiot, ruining my Dao heart.’

At this moment, Tom had already secretly taken out his wand, wanting to give Sirius a full set of Unforgivable Curses.

Sirius, at this time, had not yet realized that he was hovering on the edge of life and death, and happily welcomed Tom and Harry into the apartment.

The apartment room was clean and bright, showing that the owner had taken special care to clean it. There were also flowers in the living room, which was obviously Sirius's way of welcoming Harry and Tom.

The size of three bedrooms and one living room was just right for three people to live in, and the room Tom got was much wider than the orphanage.

But for Tom, this was not the point. The point was that he didn't want to live here, he wanted to see the room with the sign “No entry without permission. Regulus Arcturus Black” on the door, and the charming locket inside.

At this time, Tom really wanted to post a question on Zhihu: How to get a Gryffindor idiot to take you back to the Black family home, online waiting, it's urgent.

After all, no normal person would come up and say, I want to go to your old house to find something. If Tom really did that to Sirius, then Dumbledore would probably come to talk to him later.

Harry had already packed his luggage and walked out of his room. Seeing Tom still standing blankly in the living room with a strange expression on his face, he thought he was too excited like himself, so he stepped forward and patted Tom on the shoulder: “How is it, Tom, aren't you surprised and happy like me? Sirius said that we can live here safely for the rest of the summer.”

Thank you, there is surprise, but no happiness at all.

“What are you talking about?” Sirius came out of the kitchen with two glasses of drinks and handed them to Tom and Harry.

“I said living here is too 'happy'.”

Tom put extra emphasis on the word 'happy'. He then took out a novel from his extendable bag and handed it to Sirius: “Thank you, Sirius, I like the room very much, I'll give you this best-selling novel of the season as a thank you gift.”

Saying so, but what Tom thought in his heart was: ‘I was hesitating whether to give it to you, but now that you are unrighteous, don't blame me for being unjust.’

Sirius took the novel, the title was “You choose your White Moonlight, Why Do You Regret Letting Me Go?”, Author: Harley Evans.

A bad premonition surged into Sirius's heart, he quickly flipped through it, and he was not well, his voice became a little trembling.

“The White Moonlight is Snivellus, the male lead is James, and the female lead is me?”

And Harry's words gave Sirius a fatal blow: “This Harley Evans, who has a name very similar to mine, has a new book out. I remember her best-selling novel last season was also hers, the content seems to be James, a childhood sweetheart, who can't beat the newly arrived Snape, and finally Sirius and Snape enter the marriage hall.”

“……There's another one.”

Sirius's voice was hoarse, and the novel slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.

Some people are still alive, but they are already dead.