Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 248 A New Trio

The three of them sat side by side facing the sun and facing the lake.

"Boom."

Percy threw a stone, causing ripples in the calm lake.

"Maybe we should go find him," said Ginny, who was sitting in the middle, "he has my wand after all."

Hermione pursed her lips, and Percy threw another stone.

"Why did he take Luna and Neville instead of me?"

Ginny spoke again, turned her head left and right, and glanced at the two of them.

"He only picks people who will follow him, Ginny," Percy said. "Followers who aren't genuine followers don't mean much in the early days of the organization, he said."

"The point is that we are useless. Percy, Neville and Luna are not loyal followers."

Hermione curled her lips dissatisfiedly again. She has always made such gestures recently, which made her image a bit mean.

"What's the use of Neville and Luna?" Ginny asked dissatisfied.

"Last year he admired Neville."

Hermione stood up, imitating Voldemort and waved her hands, "Be brave, children, you are the lions of Gryffindor."

"puff."

Ginny was amused by her, and a smirk spread across Percy's face, but his beard hid it.

"He's certainly charming, although I know he's not the best."

Hermione sat down next to Ginny again, picked up a stone and threw it into the lake like Percy, and said.

"Percy, you still find that unacceptable?" Ginny asked, looking at her brother.

Percy's relaxed face tightened up again, and after a long struggle, he sighed, "Molly will be sad if she knows that I follow him."

Ginny nodded, she didn't want her mother to be sad either.

It's just that compared to her brother, she still has some impressions of the two uncles, but she has no memory of them at all.

So she didn't have the pressure of Percy in her heart, but she felt that she was too young to choose her own life.

"What would you do if you were me?" Percy asked suddenly.

Ginny froze for a moment, and said, "I am you?"

"No, Ginny, I'm asking Hermione." Percy said, rubbing his sister's head.

"Me?"

Hermione looked at Percy and said thoughtfully, "I don't think there's anything wrong with that. I mean, he didn't ask us to join the Death Eaters, nor did he ask us to do anything, so there's no need to worry."

"But you don't look in a good mood either," Percy said, looking at Hermione.

"I'm at a loss."

"What's making you feel lost?" Percy asked.

"My studies, my future, and the future of the magic world, I think a lot."

Hermione rubbed her messy hair, "He made me feel that the wave was coming, and that I could do something about it, but when I wanted to do it, I found that I couldn't do anything. "

"You're too young." Percy laughed. "Concentrating on reading is what you have to do now."

"Of course I know, and I didn't drop my studies, it's just..."

Hermione looked confused, she couldn't express what was on her mind.

"Perhaps you should ask him again."

Hermione's and Percy's eyes lit up at Ginny's words.

"Write a letter to Professor Quirrell?" said Hermione. "He must be able to get in touch with that man, right?"

"Of course, it's better now..." Percy stood up as he spoke.

"There may be a faster way."

Ginny interrupted Percy, who also stood there looking at her.

Hermione looked at Ginny too.

"The Dark Emperor." Ginny shrugged. "He must have a way to contact Jie...I mean that person."

"Who is the Black Emperor?"

Percy asked suspiciously, the name made him feel weird.

"Draco," Ginny laughed, "that's what the Slytherins are calling him these days."

"Draco." Percy frowned. "Can the Dark Lord accept Draco being called that?"

"Never mind that, Percy, we should go to Draco first and see if we can get in touch with that person."

Hermione stood up, brushed the grass off her clothes, and strode towards the castle.

Percy took two quick steps, walking side by side, and Ginny quickly followed.

"You're young, Ginny, don't get involved in these things," Percy said to his sister.

"Although that person chose you, he also chose me, so I will go too."

Ginny raised her head and said proudly.

"Let her follow, Percy, the man won't mind."

Hermione's words made Ginny hug her arm happily.

Percy shrugged and decided to leave his sister alone.

Not long after, the three of them walked into the castle and came to the door of Slytherin House in the basement.

"See the Dark Emperor?" A Slytherin looked at the three of them strangely, "Are you sure you want to enter the Slytherin lounge?"

"Yes, we're sure." Percy nodded.

The man hesitated for a moment, left a sentence of "wait", and hurried in.

Not long after, Draco came out from inside and welcomed the three into the Slytherin lounge.

He really looks like the emperor here, with every move being watched and everyone making way for him.

"Right comes from the Dark Lord."

Entering the dormitory where Draco lived alone, he said modestly first, and then asked, "What do you want from me?"

"Can you get in touch with the Dark Lord?" Percy said bluntly. "We have some questions for him."

Draco gave Percy a strange look.

It can't be blamed that he is not a gentleman enough. Anyone who hears a Gryffindor say "Dark Lord" will be surprised.

"It looks like you're ready." Draco asked with a smile, "Join the Death Eaters?"

"No." Percy refused decisively.

Draco looked at Hermione again, and Hermione curled her lips, which represented her attitude.

"What about you?" he asked Ginny finally.

"I haven't figured it out yet, Draco, but I don't reject it."

Ginny's words were surprising enough, but Draco liked hearing them, so he took out a snack and gave them to Ginny.

"I'm not sure if he'll see you."

Draco got up and went to his dressing cabinet - it was indeed a bit weird for such a thing to appear in the boys' dormitory - and wrote a paragraph on it with his hand:

Percy, Hermione, Ginny, request to meet the Dark Lord.

"If he wants to see you, the time will appear here later."

After writing the text, Draco turned his head and looked at the three of them, "Do you want to have dinner here?"

"No." Percy refused decisively.

At this moment, a layer of fog formed on the mirror surface, attracting everyone's attention.

"It should be the Dark Lord, gentlemen." Draco straightened up, straightened his skirts quickly, and said, "Please maintain your appearance, ladies and gentlemen."

Hermione curled her lips dissatisfied, she really likes this action recently.

(End of this chapter)