Hogwarts: I am Voldemort

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 eyes followed the blue fluorescent light on the Deluminator, and he remained silent and said nothing.

Dumbledore looked up at Snape, but could not see any emotion in his eyes.

This child's thoughts are becoming increasingly unpredictable.

"Are you still going to see him?" Dumbledore stopped his movements so that the other person could look at him, and continued, "I don't think that is the right choice."

Snape's eyes 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 still here, we are not defeated."

Dumbledore was silent for a moment and nodded in agreement.

"He no longer respects me as much as before, nor is he as afraid of me as before. Severus, you must be prepared to deal with the changes in your enemy. It is not an exaggeration to think of him as a new enemy."

Snape's eyes were still empty, and he nodded instead of answering.

"You will work hard for that child, right?" Dumbledore asked.

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

His eyes were still empty, but his tone was firm enough.

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

"The future will be more difficult, Snape, and we must all be prepared."

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

His lowered eyes showed a different look after avoiding Snape.

It's really hard for people to see what's going on in his turbulent mind.

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

Everyone has changed, Voldemort, Dumbledore, Snape, Harry.

They are destined to be the trendsetters standing on the waves, but no one knows who will have the last laugh.

The only thing that is certain is that this sea will become more and more rough because of a few tide-makers.

…

Malfoy Manor.

Small floor bedroom.

Voldemort was leaning on the bed, his eyes full of thoughts.

Daenerys was sitting in front of the dressing cabinet, taking off the earrings from her ears.

She looked through the mirror of the dressing cabinet at the brooding Voldemort.

"What are you thinking about?" she asked Voldemort.

"Dumbledore."

Voldemort raised his head, glanced at the other person 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."

Daenerys's eyes showed disgust, but there was a hint of joking in her brows.

Voldemort smiled, stepped forward, hugged the other person from behind, and kissed the other person's slender neck gently.

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

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

"Of course I know." Daenerys' movements of removing jewelry were obviously speeding up, "But you must belong to me at some point, Voldemort. I can't compete with Bella for you and then compete with that old man for you. "

Voldemort was startled and chuckled: "You know, I no longer have such thoughts about Bella."

This is what he really thinks.

Just like Lin Zuo respected Dumbledore, Riddle was afraid of Dumbledore, but Voldemort just looked at him levelly.

There is respect and there is fear.

But he will 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 is Voldemort, the real Voldemort.

He has his own ideas and his own preferences.

You won't want to hug Lin Zuo here and there just because he suddenly became rich.

It's not like Voldemort likes more mature women just because he is older.

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

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

Voldemort believed that he should spend more energy on magic and power.

"Voldemort, your words make me feel intoxicated."

Daenerys said clutching her chest, but then she started taking off her jewelry again and said with a smile, "But she didn't give up, I can see that."

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, so that would be the end of it.

"What did you talk about with Dumbledore?" 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 already, but after his cousin acted, he felt it was time to do something."

Voldemort pursed his lips and said, glancing 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 Weasley family in front of the pyramid.

Mrs. Weasley's children were all there, except for 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 next to Voldemort like a kitten and asked.

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

Voldemort shrugged and shifted his gaze from the newspaper to Daenerys's delicate body.

I have to say, she has a really nice figure, especially when she stretches out like a cat.

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

"Of course, but that will be after the resurrection."

Voldemort said, stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, and the lights immediately went out.

But Daenerys immediately followed suit and snapped her fingers, and the lights came back on.

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

Voldemort smiled and nodded, without objecting, but just stretched out his hand to hug the other person.

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

Daenerys also hugged Voldemort. It was the first time that their bodies were so close. "It seems that you are fully prepared for the future, right?"

"I'm trying to do a good enough job, but, Daenerys, the future will only get harder because there are too many people who want to take the cake."

Voldemort's voice began to change a little. He said "Let's not talk about this" in boredom, and then lowered his head and kissed Daenerys.

This is bound to be a sleepless night.

Vampires' bodies are obviously stronger than ordinary humans.

And Voldemort, with his body that possesses eternal magic power, is also incomparable to ordinary people.

So, the decisive battle continued until dawn.