Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 286 The Future Will Be Even More Difficult

Hogwarts.

Principal room.

"he's changed."

Dumbledore played with the Deluminator, lowered his head and said to Snape who was not far away.

Snape's empty gaze followed the blue fluorescent light on the extinguisher, and he remained silent without saying anything.

Dumbledore looked up at Snape, but couldn't see any emotion in the other's eyes.

The child's mind became more and more unpredictable.

"Are you still going to meet him?" Dumbledore stopped his movements so that the other party could look at him, and then said, "I don't think that's the right choice."

Snape's gaze finally shifted from the Deluminator to Dumbledore's face.

"We're at the chess table, Dumbledore."

He spoke with a hoarse and low voice, "The king is old, the knight is young, and the chess pieces are in a mess, but we have no retreat, because at least as long as we are here, we are not considered a loser."

Dumbledore was silent for a moment, then nodded his approval.

"He no longer respects me as much as before, nor fears me as much as before, Severus, you have to be prepared to deal with the changes in the enemy, and it's not too much to think of him as a new enemy."

Snape's gaze was still blank, and he nodded instead of answering.

"You will work hard for that child, won't you?" Dumbledore asked.

"I have nothing to lose, Dumbledore, you don't have to try to make a gambler with nothing more determined, I will do everything I can, you know."

His gaze was still empty, but his tone was firm enough.

Dumbledore stared at him for a while, then nodded slowly.

"It's going to be tougher, Snape, and we all need to be prepared."

Dumbledore said, lowered his head slowly, and fiddled with the extinguisher again.

The sinking eyes revealed a different look after avoiding Snape.

It's really hard for people to see through his treacherous mind.

Time will not stand still, and people's hearts will not stand still.

Everyone has a change, Voldemort, Dumbledore, Snape, Harry.

They are destined to be wavers standing on the waves, but no one knows who will be the last laugher.

The only thing that is certain is that the sea will become increasingly choppy due to a few waves.

……

Malfoy Manor.

Small building bedroom.

Voldemort leaned on the bed, his deep eyes filled with thought.

Daenerys was sitting in front of the dresser, removing the earrings from her ears.

She gazed at a brooding Voldemort through the mirror of the dressing table.

"Thinking of what?" she asked Voldemort.

"Dumbledore."

Voldemort raised his head, glanced at each other through the mirror, and showed a gentle smile.

"I don't want you to think about an old man when we were together for the first time."

There was disgust in Daenerys' eyes, but there was a joke between her brows and eyes.

Voldemort smiled. He stepped forward, hugged the other party from behind, and kissed the other party's slender neck lightly.

This made Daenerys tremble, and her face instantly turned rosy.

"I try not to, Daenerys, but you know he puts a lot of pressure on me, all the time." Voldemort finished with a smile, got up and rubbed the other's smooth long hair.

"Of course I know." Daenerys was obviously speeding up as she took off the jewelry, "But you have to belong to me at some point, Voldemort, I can't finish competing with Bella for you, and then compete with that old man for you. "

Voldemort was startled, and chuckled lightly: "You know, I don't have that kind of thought about Bella anymore."

This is his real thought.

Just like Lin Zuo respected Dumbledore, Riddle was afraid of Dumbledore, but he, Voldemort, just looked at each other.

Where there is respect, there is also fear.

But he will not not humiliate the other party because of this, or dare not leave his back to the other party.

He is no longer those two people.

He was Voldemort, the real Voldemort.

He has his own ideas, his own favorites.

Just because Lin Zuo's poor man suddenly became rich, he doesn't want to embrace him.

Nor would Voldemort like mature women just because he was older.

He prefers Daenerys, who is beautiful enough and dignified enough.

He wants to start his own family and doesn't want to cause too many disturbances in his life because it will distract him.

Voldemort believed that he should devote more energy to magic and power.

"Voldemort, your words make me drunk."

Daenerys said, clutching her chest, but then she began to remove the jewelry again, and said with a smile, "But she didn't give up, I can see it."

Voldemort smiled and did not continue talking on this issue.

He felt that it was unnecessary, at least he was no longer moved by Bella, then this matter, that was the end of it.

"What did you talk to Dumbledore about?" Daenerys asked curiously.

"Bella, and Sirius, that's about it." Voldemort said casually.

"Sirius?"

Daenerys turned her head in surprise, she didn't remember seeing this famous Death Eater tonight.

"He also escaped. Maybe he had some ideas for a long time. It was only after his cousin acted that he felt it was time to do something."

Voldemort pursed his lips and said, looking at the Daily Prophet on the table not far away.

On the page of the newspaper, there was a black and white photo of the event, which was a photo of the Weasley family in front of the pyramid.

Mrs. Weasley's children were all there, except the "traitor" Percy.

"What are your plans for the future?"

Daenerys, who finally took off her left and right jewelry, climbed onto the bed, bent down beside Voldemort like a kitten and asked.

"Resurrect, study magic, guide the reform of the wizarding world, that's about it."

Voldemort shrugged, his eyes shifted from the newspaper to Daenerys' delicate body.

I have to say, her figure is really amazing, especially when she stretches like a cat.

"Aren't you going to give me a wedding?" Daenerys asked, licking her lips.

"Of course, but after the resurrection."

As Voldemort spoke, he stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, and the lights went out immediately.

But Daenerys snapped her fingers immediately, and the lights came on again.

"I wish I could see you, Voldemort," Daenerys said.

Voldemort nodded with a smile, no objection, just reached out and hugged each other.

"I see you have made a lot of preparations, Voldemort."

Daenerys also embraced Voldemort, and the two bodies were so close for the first time, "It seems that you have made all the preparations for the future, right?"

"I'm trying to be good enough, but, Daenerys, it's only going to be harder because there are so many people out there."

Voldemort's voice began to change a bit, and he said annoyedly "Let's not talk about this", then lowered his head and kissed Daenerys.

This is bound to be a sleepless night.

Vampires are physically stronger than ordinary humans.

And Voldemort, with his body of perpetual magic power, is also comparable to extraordinary people.

So, the decisive battle continued until dawn.

(End of this chapter)