blogombal Chapter 51: They adopted a child named Tom Marvolo Riddle.
Chapter 51: They adopted a child named Tom Marvolo Riddle.
Tom Marvolo Riddell, a tall, thin boy, lives alone in this orphanage.
His eyes were cold and deep, revealing a maturity beyond his years.
His black hair was neatly combed back, and his face was handsome but carried a hint of wickedness.
Life in the orphanage was dull and depressing for Tom.
He didn't fit in with the other children and was always alone in a corner, lost in thought.
He was filled with disgust and disdain for everything around him, believing himself to be different and destined to achieve great things.
One day, Tom accidentally discovered that he possessed a special ability—magic.
He began to secretly explore and practice magic, using it to satisfy his desires and ambitions.
His magical powers gradually increased, making him more mysterious and fearsome in the orphanage.
I looked at my clothes again, knocked on the door, and pushed open the gate of the Wu Family Orphanage.
"Hello, sir. Is there anything I can help you with?" Sister Mary, who was cleaning at the entrance of the orphanage, asked curiously as a handsome nobleman walked in.
I glanced at her and said, "I'm here to adopt a child."
"Oh, okay, please come with me to see Mrs. Cole. She is the director of this orphanage." Sister Mary, upon hearing that I had come to adopt a child, happily put down her broom and led me to Mrs. Cole's office.
The orphanage was headed by a middle-aged woman named Mrs. Cole, who immediately went to greet the aristocratic man upon seeing him.
"Director, this gentleman is here to adopt a child," Sister Mary said happily. As long as a child is adopted, the orphanage can reduce expenses and also have income, and every adult and child can eat better.
Things weren't very peaceful outside during that time, and their food supplies were a bit tight.
Mrs. Cole was delighted to hear this.
She knew that this nobleman must be a wealthy and powerful man, and if he adopted a child, that child's fate would be changed.
“Yes, sir. We have many children here; you may choose whichever you like.” Mrs. Cole stepped out of her desk and prepared to lead me to see the children.
I nodded and followed Mrs. Cole into a room.
There were many children in the room, and they all looked at me with curiosity.
I glanced at the children, and then immediately spotted Tom Marvolo Riddell hiding in the corner. His eyes were cold and deep, revealing a maturity beyond his years.
His black hair was neatly combed back, and his face was handsome but carried a hint of wickedness.
To be honest, Tom Marvolo Riddle as a child gave off an aloof vibe, always keeping to himself and seemingly out of place in the world around him.
His eyes revealed a coldness and aloofness that made people hesitant to approach him.
His face had distinct features and strong lines, as if it had been carved by a knife and axe.
His eyebrows were thick and long, slightly upturned, giving him a sharp look.
His eyes were deep and dark, like a stagnant pool, making it impossible for anyone to see his true thoughts.
His nose was straight and his lips were tightly closed, giving him a sense of determination and decisiveness.
I smiled mischievously and said, "I want to adopt that Tom Marvolo Riddell guy."
Mrs. Cole was startled upon hearing this.
She knew that Tom Marvolo Riddell was a very smart and talented boy, but he was also a very lonely and indifferent boy.
She didn't know why this nobleman wanted to adopt her.
“Yes, sir. I’ll call Tom Marvolo Riddell right away,” Mrs. Cole said.
After a while, Tom Marvolo Riddell came over.
I looked at the lonely boy who had been sitting in the corner and said, "You're Tom Marvolo Riddle?"
Tom Marvolo Riddell nodded and said, “Yes, sir.”
“Mrs. Cole, let’s go with him.” Nodding, she took out a bag of 100 Galleons from her portable backpack. Although this was the Muggle world, Galleons were pure gold and universally accepted.
"Okay, okay, I'll process the formalities for you right now. Tom Marvolo Riddle, you should hurry up and pack your things and leave with this gentleman." Mrs. Cole excitedly took the money I handed her, and before she was sure, she opened it, took out a piece of paper, took a serious bite of it, and then left with Tom Marvolo Riddle to pack.
I walked to the door and waited for Mrs. Cole to get Tom Marvolo Riddell ready, and then she handed him to me with the completed paperwork and Tom Marvolo Riddell, who was already dressed.
Tom Marvolo Riddell remained silent throughout, obediently following Mrs. Cole's instructions until he left the dark and damp orphanage where he had grown up.
I wanted to hold Tom Marvolo Riddle's little hand, but he instinctively dodged it.
"Tom Marvolo Riddle, would you like to learn magic?" A sly smile played on his lips, as if he were plotting something.
Tom Marvolo Riddell looked at me in surprise, his face showing disbelief.
"Want to learn?" This time, my smile was full of confidence and unbridled spirit, making people feel his strength and charm.
"What do you want from me?" Tom Marvolo Riddle was quite rational this time. He knew there was no such thing as a free lunch, and he felt that I must have some reason for adopting him. He was sure I wanted something from him.
"I want to hear you call me Dad." Looking at Tom Marvolo Riddle's indifferent face, I suddenly had the urge to be mischievous and make Tom Marvolo Riddle call me Dad.
Tom Marvolo Riddell's indifferent face grew even colder when he heard me say that, a full 30 degrees Celsius colder than before.
His eyes looked like he wanted to kill me. If he weren't shorter than me and didn't have the strength, he would have killed me instantly.
"Just kidding, don't be so nervous." He laughed arrogantly and casually gave Tom Marvolo Riddle a pat on the head.
Tom Marvolo Riddle's eyes grew even colder. What to do? Seeing his displeasure only made me want to make him even more unhappy.
“Come with me, let’s find a place to stay first.” He led Tom Marvolo Riddle into a car.
(Dear investor, where is my small villa? Is it still mine at this time?)
[Jin: Son of the host, the house is located at 3 Privet Road, Little Wheegham, Surrey, London, England. This house belongs entirely to you from the moment you own it, and it will remain your private property even if you travel through time.]
(No, dear investor, doesn't that house address sound familiar?)
[Jin: The host's son, assigned by the system]
3 Privet Road, Little Wheeg, Surrey, London. If I remember correctly, Harry Potter's aunt's house was at number 4.
My house will be Harry's neighbor from now on, that's awesome!
Although Harry hasn't been born yet, and his aunt doesn't live in house number 4.
"To 3 Privet Road, Little Huigkin, Surrey, London, England." I gave the driver the address of the house where Tom Marvolo Riddle and I would be staying for the next year.
I wonder how Harry Potter would feel if he found out he and Voldemort were neighbors.