So everyone can guess it, right? From birth to the age of five, it was the unicorn Opal and Vivian who raised Riddle.

It's just that because "history" can't be disobeyed, at the age of five, Opal had to send Riddle to an orphanage - although she herself was not comfortable.

Hey, the current V is awkward to put it bluntly, and Opalnay's ice melting process has a long way to go.

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Wand 4 (upright): A calm and self-satisfied life.

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[Your name is Tom Marvolo Mito.] It's your only connection to the past. 】

The nuns in the orphanage are obese and think they are slim and swaggering around in clothes that accentuate their flaws. Then he looked at the boy standing in front of him with a "I am your savior" expression on his face, "There is no place to take in a little deflated man like you—except for me. If you don't obey obediently, you will be kicked out, and you will be completely starved to death and frozen to death on the streets, trampled on the dirt and dust! 】

The tone of almsgiving was full of disgusting copper stench and disdainful contempt.

Life in the orphanage is not as bad as you think. Don't make trouble, maybe one day in the future, a kind husband and wife will take you away, maybe it will be the beginning of a good day. 】

It's better to be taken away than to stay here and be the nourishment that keeps you from suffering from obesity.

The blue eyes swept over the other party and then retracted, and then the standard forty-five degree bow, did not speak, but showed complete obedience with actions.

Something in my memory was crumbling in a trance, as if someone had deliberately cast a spell called "forgetting".

His memory span is very large, obviously the memory of the "past" in the last moment is still when he was born, and the memory of the "present" in the next moment has jumped to the time when he was five years old.

There is no shortage of relevant memories of common sense and etiquette norms in life, and you can even learn and apply them, but you can never remember where you are and who taught you these relevant knowledge.

It's obviously a "thing" that belongs to itself, but it's forcibly stripped away by irresistible external objects.

It's a very uncomfortable feeling, but there's no way to resist it.

Without power, everything is empty talk.

He couldn't have woken up to this and understood it.

[People can't live alone without others, and I can't change the trajectory of history, so ...... I'm sorry. 】

The only thing that comes to mind is the vague tone of voice when I dream back at midnight, with apology and helplessness.

The amethyst charm around her neck engraved with his name was taken away by the nun at the first meeting, presumably for gin in the closet and a hearty meal for her.

But it doesn't matter, when he has his own power, he will get it back after all.

After all, no one understands the truth of "natural selection, survival of the fittest" better than him.

[Boy, being praised by the dean, are you very proud? ] 】

Sloppy and sloppy will only bully weak little hooligans, and if they have no strength, they will only rely on groups to show their strength, one of the famous scenes in the orphanage.

As if from the etiquette of that missing memory, Riddle is still clean and spotless even if he is dressed in tatters, and his clothes are shabby but not dirty, and his posture feels like he will only be considered a standard honor student even if he is in a high-end private campus.

It is completely different from the dirty and lowly "people" who are wallowing at the bottom of society, and the pride and dignity inherited from the blood.

[Please get out of the way, the dean is looking for me.] 】

Without the slightest ripple in the voice and without squinting, the seven-year-old showed perfect manners and hidden disdain.

[Did you hear it—he said 'Please'!' 】

The gangsters who thought they were powerful and the accomplices behind them burst into laughter, and then turned their heads and put on a vicious expression, [What do you think you are the eldest young master of some high-ranking official family!!] Small chops! 】

The fist slammed into the abdomen, and the intense pain came down the nerves.

Half-squinted, although it hurt so much that the corners of his mouth were bloody, but because of pride, he just clenched his teeth and said nothing.

What's the use of "shouting"? What is the use of "crying"?

Those useless things are things that only the weak will do when they pray for mercy from the strong, and he disdains. Because......

[Wow, yes, yes! 】

The screams summoned a dozen or so "philanthropists", who were stunned by the scene in front of them, and then hurriedly asked the people around them what was going on. The little girl, who was so frightened that she stammered, trembled and stated the facts.

Several of them besieged Tom Riddle, and when Riddle was beaten to the side, the joints of the hands of those who had "hit him" or "hadn't hit him yet" suddenly deformed, as if they had been broken by something......

[Riddle, do you know what's going on?] 】

No one would believe that a well-behaved and emaciated child who had been in the hospital since he was admitted to the hospital could do something violent that broke someone's hands, because people would always believe the "facts" they saw in their own eyes.

The black-haired boy shook his head in confusion, but when he was comforted by the adults and sent to check his physical condition, there was no confusion in his lowered blue eyes.

Why is this strange thing happening?

The reason is simple.

He was just calm, but he was very intense...... It's just "thinking".

Knowing that no one would come to "save" him, he was just thinking that in order to stop this, he would first have to break their hands.

That's all.

That is, the first step for the Duke of Darkness to begin his quest for power.

=================I'm switching back to reality splitting ================

As his thoughts turned back from the not-so-long past, Riddle's eyes naturally fell on Opal, who was practicing walking not far away.

"Smack."

Probably not yet fully coordinated the difference between body and consciousness, Opal, who was practicing walking, suddenly became unstable and fell to the ground.

Although it has soft ear velvet as a cushion, my knee also feels a little numb and painful due to the unguarded impact.

After taking a deep breath, Opal once again pulled the Demon Mountain Tiger stretched out to his side to stand up, and then continued to stagger forward and practice walking.

It was nice not to cry.

Riddle, who had just recovered from a nap, nodded, stood up and walked to the table to the side, took out the potion materials he had found in the Forbidden Forest, and began refining the potion.

The centaurs, like the Qi who live in the secret realm of the lake, are staunch vegetarians.

However, after Vivien's crazy supplement, Riddle, who knew the so-called "baby growth instructions", chose the latter as a matter of course when he chose between "cooking by himself" and "making nutrients".

Although I would like to let the "Son of Gaia" die of malnutrition like this, it is ......

The blue eyes closed slightly, and the dream-like night that I had experienced some time ago, as if the soft temperature that had been ironed into the heart, seemed to reappear, the kind of wholehearted dependence that was simple and involved in any impurities, and there was no reason for it......

I just don't want to be ridiculed to death by that witch for this reason after I go back, that's all.

Until she finds an opportunity to absorb the homologous magic in her body once and for all, it is not a pastime to pass the time by such things. What's more, the collection of books in the centaur tribe is unexpectedly rich, and many of them are not found in the secret realm of the lake. It also takes time to read those things. (Tianyin: V Danai will continue to die with a hard duck's mouth...... ）

Riddle, who didn't know the real situation of Opal, just taught him his way.

First of all, let her know the uselessness of crying......

Although Opal's vocal cord defects prevent her from speaking, she also sheds tears, and her natural ability to be contagious is to amplify some of her senses to the point of affecting her surroundings.

Riddle never approached Opal when she was in tears—he never scolded, and certainly never hugged or comforted.

He wouldn't even look at her, he just went about his business - for him growing up in an orphanage, a child's tears were already something he would ignore non-selectively.

He knew that Opal liked to be close to him, so he allowed and took advantage of it—and when the little child knew that she would gain his affirmation and closeness for her efforts in some way, she would almost immediately choose to continue working on it.

Everyone needs warmth, and children are even more so.

Though I don't know why, the girl seems to have decided that he was the only one who could give her these things, and that he did not hesitate to give them under certain conditions—of course, he did not deny his own purpose.

The more perfect Opal grows up now, the more dependent he is on her, the better he will be able to use her in the future.

Riddle didn't quite know where this déjà vu came from, he didn't care about all kinds of things in the past, but now when he was free, he found that memories had been large and unnatural since he was born, obviously the memories were stripped of blanks.

Except for the initial memory, Riddle first ruled out Vivien, and the last remaining possibility is that the person who stripped that memory is himself.

It's going to be stripped off, because it's just something that doesn't matter.

Because he knows his character, Riddle doesn't dwell on it anymore.

During this time, his life remained largely unchanged.

In the morning, she went to the Forbidden Forest to search for materials, from noon to afternoon she was used to make potions or adjust her physical condition, and at the same time to train Opal accordingly, and in the evening, she was responsible for teaching her to read and read until Fei Leng Cui or Ronan came to pick her up.

It can be said to be a peaceful and self-satisfied life.

If it were to get out, who would believe that Voldemort, who once made people so silent, would live this life?

"Bump!"

The not-so-light voice made Riddle look up in distraction.

The ground formed by the ear velvet grass for walking practice was flat, but beyond the edge of the ear velvet was uneven gravel pavement, and Opal walked a little faster, and the growth rate of the ear velvet did not keep up.

The palms of his hands were slightly red, his knees were scraped by the fine gravel ground, and a faint color of blood overflowed, and Opal's red eyes, who were half-lying on the ground, almost subconsciously looked in his direction, but quickly turned away after touching his line of sight.

Xiuqi's eyebrows were furrowed, as if she was thinking about her current situation, whether she was seeking his help or solving the current problem by herself.

What will she do?

Riddle put down the slice of materials in his hand for a moment, and watched with interest as Opal's blood-red eyes were full of moisture, but in an instant they condensed again.

Like a jewel frozen in ice, clear and firm.

Then the little child helped the Demon Mountain Tiger stretched out to the side and stood up again with difficulty, and after letting go of his hand, he moved towards him little by little.

Her feet...... Arrived?

Noticing that the girl's walking posture was strange, Ruidou's eyes darkened.

However, he did not feel the mental fluctuations related to "pain" transmitted from Opal, and it seemed that the girl had forcibly suppressed it with her will.

Much like a unicorn blessed by God, even if it is injured, it is still a proud existence.

Looking at the girl's appearance, Riddle, who suddenly had such an association, raised his eyebrows, and the petite body of the girl who was still trying to get close to him in the next moment had already flown up and landed in his arms.

[Riddle?] ]

He didn't seem to understand why he was making a move, but Opal still had a bright, clean, innocent smile.

Raising his hand to brush her forehead, Riddle let her half lean into his arms, his legs diagonally on his legs, and his eyes fell on her still bleeding knees: "It doesn't hurt?" ”

[kind of ......]

Nodding obediently.

"Why didn't you cry?"

[Riddle doesn't like Opal crying, does he?] ]

The red eyes that looked at him were full of serious distress, [and Riddle was doing something, and Opal didn't want to bother Riddle.] ]

"You won't do what I don't like?"

Blue eyes narrowed slightly, and Riddle didn't quite know what he was thinking at the moment.

[Well, because Opal likes Riddle the most.] ]

He was greeted by Opal's big, clean and bright smile as usual.

As if to emphasize this, she nodded heavily.

It's so simple that it makes people feel the urge to bend the corners of their lips because of this.

Incomprehensible.

Despite this, Riddle pulled out his wand and touched it on her leg, and after a simple healing spell, all the wounds on her body caused by the contact walking healed in an instant, not even the process of scarring.

[Riddle is amazing...... Can Opal learn? ]

The pigeon's blood-red eyes flashed with the purest adoration and excitement, [Can you teach Opal?] ]

The blue eyes narrowed slightly.

Sure enough, she still looks more pleasing to the eye, still intact.

Obedient and intelligent, her body is petite but has flexible muscles, and judging from the way she walks and the self-protective posture she takes when she falls to the ground, there are unparalleled reflexes......

Well, the fact that she was not yet two years old and could look through the Potions Dictionary of the Forest shows that she has a proud IQ, even if she does not have the inheritance of Gaia's son.

If you put it in the group of nobles in the wizarding world, I'm afraid that no matter which one you go to, you will become an excellent heir and be cultivated, right?

Or is this baby just so good because he is the "son of Gaia"?

"It's not time yet, so I'll be older when you're older."

Pulling his eyes away, Riddle, who put Opal down, said a faint perfunctory word.

[Okay.] ]

Because his attention was not on Opal, Riddle did not see the gloom and sadness that flashed in the blood-red eyes of the pigeon staring at him.

It does not matter.

Opal, who had returned to the practice ground, closed his eyes and pressed his hand to his heart.

Now he has not rejected his closeness. He even helped her heal her wounds - whether it was a whim or not, but it was an improvement.

As long as you continue to work hard, one day, you will be accepted by him, right?

Until then, you must not be discouraged!