[HP] Being a problem student at Hogwarts

The Death Eaters were almost crying because they had to force their smiles to join the Dark Lord for a drink.

The Dark Lord really seemed to be talking. He raised his glass to a place not far away and said, "McNeil? Wormtail told me that you are exterminating dangerous beasts for the Ministry of Magic? There will be better ones soon." We asked you to destroy the things, McNeil, the whole world will be our hunting ground..."

McNeil stood up with shaking hands and bowed his waist, gave the Dark Lord a drink in return, and murmured: "Thank you, Master..."

The Dark Lord ignored his trill and continued to greet several Death Eaters with a smile. Lucius secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the atmosphere at the banquet was gradually turning around again.

"We are missing some old friends at tonight's banquet." The Dark Lord looked around the entire banquet hall and his tone became calm again.

Lucius's heart rose again.

"Some are dead, of course. We will draw strength from their embers and move on...the other part is buried alive in Azkaban." The Dark Lord said softly, "Mr. and Mrs. Lestrange, and More loyal friends would rather enter Azkaban than abandon me... When we break through Azkaban, they will receive rewards they have never dreamed of... This is the promise of the Dark Lord.".7

"Although my friends haven't arrived yet, which makes things not perfect, I can't wait to introduce you to two... um, special guests." He nodded to Lucius, "Go and get it. Two children, please come over."

The Dark Lord's tone was very kind, but Lucius really felt his eyes darken. When he left the table to find the two little troublemakers, he had already thought about a million ways he could show Dumbledore the blame if Harry Potter died here today.

As for the other annoying little troublemaker... Lucius couldn't figure out how he got the Dark Lord's favor as a Mug+Gryffindor. Although he had indirectly experienced the Mudblood's method of turning enemies into friends through the change in his stupid son's attitude, but that was the Dark Lord!

When Lucius, who was full of messy thoughts, found the two brats, he was very speechless when he saw them gathering together to comb the crow.

"Ahem." Lucius cleared his throat, made sure that the two brats were looking at him, and then said, "The Dark Lord wants to see you."

The crow made a very eerie cry.

An unruly pet raised by an unruly kid. Lucius thought, without any trace on his face. He even stepped forward to tidy up the sleeves of the two children with an eager look, as if the two in front of him had not caused his precious little dragon to lose his memory and be bedridden. The little bastard, the other golden boy who failed the Slytherins' plan and caused the Malfoy family to lose a large amount of political donations to maintain their status.

Harry ducked uncomfortably, while Tom let Lucius serve him with a calm expression - this made Lucius's gray-blue eyes stay on his face for a while, as if to confirm who he was. Even though he is so ambitious, he still has some confidence.

Then Lucius's smile became more polite: "Please."

Tom grabbed Harry and followed Lucius to the banquet hall.

As expected, the Dark Lord introduced them very solemnly - he stood up directly, pulled Tom to his side, claiming that the child had inherited his worldly name - and the Death Eaters immediately thought wrong and began to use... His hidden gaze compared their appearance - mainly comparing his appearance with that of his master before he was disfigured.

Tom: "..." We just have the same name unfortunately, okay!

Lucius: No wonder the master specifically mentioned that Mr. and Mrs. Lestrange were not here! Are you worried that Bella will impulsively ruin this important dinner to introduce the heir?

Even Harry looked at him in shock: What! You said you have to consider your parents. Is this the reason? !

"Please don't say such words that can easily be misunderstood," Tom pushed the Dark Lord's hand off his shoulder with empty eyes, "Teacher."

The Dark Lord did not get angry at Tom's actions. He just ruffled his curly hair affectionately and said to him with a smile: "Little bastard."

...This simply further confirms the suspicion, okay? !

Tom felt what Lucius felt when his vision went dark just now.

The Dark Lord was in a good mood and introduced another child, the famous Harry Potter.

"Of course you know this boy, they say this boy is my nemesis, don't you?" the Dark Lord said softly, his red eyes staring at Harry, and Harry's scar burned with pain, "You all know, in The night I lost my magic and body, I wanted to kill him. His mother died to save him - inadvertently giving him some kind of protection, which I admit I didn't expect..."

He thoughtfully stretched out a slender pale finger and touched Harry's skin with the cold tip. It was like a dead hand poking at his face, and for a moment Harry suspected he was about to vomit - —Part of it hurts, part of it makes me sick.

Harry unconsciously wanted to fumble for his wand in his pocket, but Tom touched him lightly. Miraculously, the sharp pain on his forehead subsided a little, and Tom seemed to notice something and turned to look at him. .

——Tom had no intention of touching Harry. If Harry had really looked down just now, he would have discovered that what touched him was not Tom's hand as he thought, but a gray-white mist that was about to touch him.

When the Dark Lord's hand touched Harry and the sharp pain from the scar on Harry's forehead reached its peak, Tom vaguely noticed a familiar scent - the scent of "food" that magicians often describe. A small cloud of mist like a greedy cat spontaneously slipped out, "licked" the back of Harry's hand, and then happily reported to its owner: He smelled like the sliced ​​bread he had eaten!

Tom: "..."

Tom couldn't think of anyone else whom the magicians could describe as sliced ​​bread.

So he turned around and glanced at Harry with mixed emotions: Huh? So this is also a Dark Lord?

It seems that it is still a wild Dark Lord soul fragment that neither the Dark Lord nor his clones know about?

What kind of world is this? A flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple. Are you fucking yourself? Are the Dark Lord and the Dark Lord destined to be mortal enemies?

Come on, no need to worry about Harry getting killed. He should just focus on worrying about himself: the Dark Lord is hiding behind the teacher's head, the Dark Lord is hiding under the skin of his classmates, and when the pet transforms, he sees, oh, it's also the Dark Lord...

Will one day, just like in that ghost story, everyone around him will tear off their masks with a smile, surround him with the same ferocious smile, and say to him: Unexpected, right? I am also the Dark Lord!