HP Dark Lord save the world

Chapter 105
Itana controlled herself to press down the corners of her upturned mouth, and when she turned her head, she saw Tom's face full of "I'll just watch you pretending" expression.

"What are you looking at, let's go!" Itana patted him on the back angrily and amusedly, like two good brothers, she wrapped his arms around his shoulders and led him upstairs.

Given Itana's current height, Tom looked small and malnourished.

Of course, the main reason is that girls grow faster than boys. The age of 12 happens to be the time when the head suddenly jumps. Itana optimistically estimates that in this life, she will be 1.7 meters in the end.

"Come, come, sit, you're welcome, I'll go and see what kind of snacks uncle said." Itana beckoned Tom to sit down on the only chair in her room, and ran into the kitchen by herself.

Tom sat down and began to observe the room.

The two bookshelves are full, and there are all kinds of sundries piled up in the corners; the desktop is not very clean, and several sheets of straw paper are scattered on the table, each with different symbols and characters written on it, and the two books are leaning against each other. There are bookmarks and various papers on the window sill; a lot of crumpled draft paper has accumulated in the wastebasket at the corner of the table; a paper-folded frog stands in a pen holder, leaning against the pen behind him as a support.

Tom's gaze rested on the paper frog for a long time.

The puppet at the side turned its head, walked over and picked up the paper frog and handed it to Tom.

Tom: "..."

He reached out and picked up the paper frog in the palm of the puppet, showing a standard smile, "...Thank you?"

Itana just walked in with a few plates by magic, and saw this scene at a glance.

What are you doing!Rebel!

Can't let go of control over you for a second, can you?
Tom also saw her coming, glanced at the paper frog in his hand, and asked amusedly, "Did you fold it?"

"Yeah, I fiddled with it when I was relaxing." Itana replied as she waved her wand to drop the plates, but suddenly realized that there seemed to be no place to put them.

She paused, and simply controlled the puppet to take over the plates, letting them hang in the air and place them next to Tom.

She casually picked up a shovel behind the door, transformed it into a chair with transfiguration, and dragged the chair to sit opposite Tom.

"You're welcome, as usual, take whatever you want."

Itana crossed her legs without any image, with one hand resting on the back of the chair, looking very freewheeling.

Tom watched her movements, and taught her as always: "Sit down well, don't you have a long memory after falling last time?"

Itana just wanted to go back, but remembered that such a thing happened, put down her legs with a snort, and sat upright again.

"Okay, it can't be a coincidence that you found me here specifically when you went shopping, right? Why, haven't seen you for a while, do you miss me?"

Itana grinned with a smile, revealing two prominent canine teeth.

Tom spread his hands, "No, I just stopped by to see how you are doing."

"After all, I haven't contacted you for several days since I left, and you didn't reply to the first few letters. I thought you had something happy that you forgot about me as a friend."

"Letter? When did it happen?" Itana really didn't know that there were other letters besides that one.

Tom sighed, "Look, it's your fault, Itana, I did write two letters, and you didn't even know about it."

Itana's head was full of question marks, she pointed to herself, and then pointed to the direction of the balcony, "Impossible, it must be Goya's fault, I'll catch him and confront him right now." She was about to get up.

"Forget it, there's no need to bother Goya, I'm already sitting here." With an understatement, Tom pulled Itana to sit down again, and his expression became more formal.

He first put down a soundproof spell around him, then frowned slightly, put his hands on his knees, crossed his fingers, and spoke in thought:
"Under what circumstances do you think a wizarding family would adopt a 12-year-old child?"

This is a good question, and it is also what Itana cares about.

"Normally, things like this don't happen."

Itana leaned back against the back of the chair, raised her left leg again and pressed it on her right leg, pulled out an arm while crossing her chest, and raised a finger in front of Tom.

"As far as I know, the only adoption in the past 30 years was the illegitimate son of a wealthy wizard and businessman brought back to the family under the name of adoption."

"Five years later, his identity was revealed to the outside world, and at that time he had successfully obtained the inheritance qualification of the family business."

Speaking of this, a meaningful smile appeared on Itana's face, "Tom, it's not that I judge others by myself. I don't think there is any deeper interest entanglement behind your adoption."

Tom smiled, quite disapprovingly, "Am I their illegitimate child?"

"I have been recognized by my ancestors, which also shows that I am indeed the heir of Slytherin. However, I have also tried these days, and no matter which one they are, they have nothing to do with the descendants of Slytherin."

I am still very clear about this.Itana held her glasses and blinked, "Maybe it's because of this?"

"Perhaps when you tested them, they already discovered your specialness, but they concealed it very well. In fact, behind the scenes, they are planning to use your identity as a descendant of Slytherin to carry out certain activities. Hehe, I have been attacked in the past few days. similar treatment."

Seeing Tom's increasingly silent face, Itana burst out laughing, patted him on the shoulder while laughing, and comforted him:

"Hahahaha, come on, come on, don't be so serious, even if that's what they're doing, it's definitely not your problem, after all, they went directly to the orphanage to find you, didn't they?"

"Thinking about the good, what if your reputation as the number one among your peers this semester is passed on to the adults through some classmates, they think you have potential, and they regard this as an early investment?"

Tom's expression is still not very good-looking. He seems to be quite contradictory at the moment. He is unwilling to believe that others have nothing to do, and he doesn't want this to be a falsehood based on interests.

"Oh, what are you afraid of? Now you can use magic quietly at home. Practice more. If you encounter any danger, just run away! It's never too late to take revenge. Tell me later, we will fight back with you, Let them see the righteous gang fights at the Leaning Tower of Truth."

These words seemed to have some effect, Tom smiled again, and turned to say: "What about you, you don't really go on a trip, do you?"

"This..." Itana grabbed the puppet who was sitting blankly by the bed, her interest was high, "Look, this is what I have gained in the past few days!"

Tom hummed, "I seem to have seen it somewhere?"

"That's right, it's the puppet I brought with me during the exam. Let me tell you, I..."

Itana shared her process of making the puppet in one breath. Tom was confused at first, and then his eyes widened a little bit.

"You, you made a soul? No, something close to a soul?"

　No, I have been in the car for a whole day today, my back is sore and my brain is hurting, but I still can’t get home in the end. I have to do nucleic acid tomorrow. Made it up, sorry sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)