Harry Potter: Voldemort

The heavy iron chains jingled, and the world he saw was black, with dirty bruises that everyone hates today. The young man's eyes narrowed, and he leaned back slightly against the cold and biting wall, feeling the burning pain in his stomach again. A bit of cold wind penetrated through the cracks in the wall. The room was pitifully empty, and my hands and feet were terribly cold. It was another sad night. Fear and despair are always relative terms. As long as I struggle, struggle, and cry here, there is nothing that cannot be achieved. After pursuing it, I will also be a man. Twenty-year-old girl, please come and kiss me. Many people think that our dignity is cheap. A person can do wrong things and lose many things, but he can never lose his self-esteem. Is this true of you? Everyone lives for themselves, don't say too many goodbyes to one person, are you all leaving alone... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.