[Main HP Comprehensive British-American] Lolita

"Victoria."

Dolores suddenly had the illusion that Voldemort's soft murmurs were combined with the wind passing through the corridor, turning into a tide that slapped at her. The tide was filled with memories, and she couldn't help shivering.

"Are you cold?" The tall man next to him bent slightly, asked with concern, and quickly put a warmth spell on her.

She felt warm all over and thanked Voldemort in a low voice, "Thank you, Professor."

He was acting so ordinary that Dolores began to wonder if the "Victoria" just now was his own delusion.

"How are you going to punish me, Professor?" she asked.

Voldemort looked surprised. "Why should I punish you? You're just protecting yourself."

"But I still attacked my classmates." Dolores stared at him. "According to school rules, I should have at least five weeks of labor services."

"I'm a Slytherin," Voldemort said, still smiling graciously, like a true teacher. "I believe in an eye for an eye."

Dolores felt that there seemed to be a hint in his words, but he was not sure, so he could only find a reason to leave in a hurry: "My friends may still be waiting for me, if there is nothing else, I will leave first."

"Wait a minute, Miss Rogers," Voldemort called to her unexpectedly, by the time they were at the door of his office. "I need your help with additional issues."

There was a low hissing sound from his mouth, and the door to the office opened. Voldemort didn't go in immediately, but stretched out his hand in a "please" gesture, "Please come in."

Dolores hesitated for a second, but finally walked in.

"Sit down, please." Voldemort waved, and a glass of milk appeared on the table. "This is for you, Miss Rogers."

Of course I know, Dolores thought bitterly, do I still expect the Dark Lord to drink milk in my presence. She sat down and took a sip from her glass as if venting.

Voldemort saw the circle of milk stains around her mouth, with a smile in his eyes, and handed her a stack of documents on his desk: "The title is the evolution of modern alchemy, give it to me in two weeks."

"Understood Professor." She replied obediently, not asking what alchemy had to do with Defence Against the Dark Arts. Of course, she also had a hunch that even if she asked Voldemort, she wouldn't answer. When he was willing to answer, it would be the day when her identity was exposed.

Dolores is now very suspicious of Voldemort knowing who she is, but playing the game of cat and mouse, just wanting to see her panicked. technique” keyword.

But I won't let you do as you wish. Dolores took the information with a calm expression, stood up, turned around and left.

"Miss Rogers," she looked back at the source of the voice, Voldemort was leaning back on the chair leisurely, his neatly buttoned neckline was torn a little by him, rather beastly, this smiling voice continued, "Next time finish drinking milk and wipe your mouth."

"So you only have to write one thesis?" Angela asked in disbelief, and she quickly lowered her head after seeing that Mrs. Pince seemed to be looking here.

"Why did you all ignore Voldemort humiliating me with a glass of milk!"

"And what did you do in the end? After Professor Voldemort humiliated you with milk, ahem?" Edwin asked.

"I dealt him with a handsome death spell, then cut him into pieces and soaked him in milk."

"Ah! Is this true!" Angela covered her mouth with her hand, looking like she was about to cry.

"Of course not!" said Dolores annoyed. "I wiped his mouth with his robe in a fit of rage."

"And then?!" Angela, Edwin, Lily, and Snape, who had been watching the play quietly, asked in unison. Mrs Pince officially gave their table a warning look this time.

"Then I ran, and I didn't even dare to look at his face," Dolores said numbly. "And I had two sessions of Defense Against the Dark Arts this afternoon."

- She clearly saw the doubts in her friend's eyes, "Why is she not dead yet".

"So," the gentle and good Edwin decided to bring the topic back, "do you need any help for us?"

Snapped. Dolores put the materials from Voldemort on the table: "...Please give me academic support, senior thank you."

"The evolution of modern alchemy?" Edwin read the title above. "I happen to know a little about ancient alchemy—"

Just when Dolores thought that the good man would come down to help her write her thesis, the brown-haired boy glanced at everyone with a smile: "This is a very interesting topic, let's study it together."

Lily was very excited. This was her instinct as a scholar. Snape looked at the happy Lily and couldn't say no. Angela was also very excited, but Dolores suspected that she didn't even know what alchemy was.

"Great!" Angela said happily, "We can study smelting together!"

"It's alchemy," Edwin corrected her softly, with the words "My girlfriend so cute" almost written on his face.

"You guys! Get me out!" Madam Pince was finally provoked by Angela's cheers, and drove the group of them out of the library with a feather duster.

In the end, Voldemort didn't take any revenge for Dolores wiping the milk stain on his robe, he seemed to have forgotten what Dolores had offended him, and still maintained his usual, elusive Attitude.

Howard has been very busy lately. He revealed in his letter that he was preparing for a big exhibition and that he was very happy that Dolores had more and more friends. At the end of the letter, he pretended to casually mention that Tony made He has a circuit board of his own, but unfortunately, the pride of being a father cannot be concealed between the lines.

The study of modern alchemy is slowly progressing, and Edwin, the eldest (and highest-achieving) member of the study group, has rightfully assumed responsibility for all.

"I think you're trying to murder me," Dolores said blankly, facing the stack of books.

"Dolores, I believe you can do it." Edwin was still gentle.

"Then why can she eat chocolate frogs here—" She pointed indignantly at Angela who was teasing the chocolate frog trying to escape in the corner with interest.

"It's cute, isn't it?" Edwin made a girlish chin-up gesture under Dolores' unbelievable gaze.

"—I found some useful information!" Lily shouted excitedly, a thin layer of sweat on her face from the long search, and a rosy blush on her cheeks, which looked extra coquettish on her fair complexion .

"You don't want to look at Lily like Edwin." Dolores turned to Snape and said, seeing the boy's mouth slightly open because of the girl's beautiful face.

"I-I didn't!" Snape said angrily.

"Oh."

Snape sneered: "Let's just read your book."

Dolores' eyes returned to the stack of books, and he couldn't help but let out a whimper.

"The Minister of Magic visits Hogwarts?"

Dolores read the announcement posted on the bulletin board, and the few Gryffindor students who were crowded here immediately moved away when they saw her face, as if she was Voldemort's second.

The story of her backlash against Sophia Ford's group spread quickly at Hogwarts, and within a few days she became the rumored killer of poor Freckled Mary with the Cruciatus.

"Hufflepuff." When she heard the rumor, she and Angela looked at each other painfully and said in unison.

Angela, as her main "accomplice", is not in a better image in the rumors, which once made the mild-mannered Edwin almost quarrel with others.

The members of the study group were still gathered in the empty, abandoned classroom on the second floor, although it was often only the flower of Gryffindor, Miss Lily Evans, who was actually studying.

"Obviously, the Ministry of Magic also wants a piece of the pie." Dolores said lazily, holding the news just posted on the bulletin board in her hand. Now that she has been regarded as a heinous monster, she took the news The manuscript was torn.

"It seems that the documents on the bulletin board can't be taken away, right?" Lily asked cautiously.

"Of course you can't take it, there's a slogan 'No Destruction' posted next to it." Dolores said confidently, "I just wanted to see how the student council's sticky spell works, and you saw it too—"

She shrugged: "It's very bad. I don't know who their chairman is, and will I die of anger."

Edwin coughed lightly, "It's me."

"…"

"I told you, Lo!" said Angela, blinking. "The chairwoman is Andromeda Black of Slytherin."

At this time, Snape, who was late, opened the door, saw the piece of paper in Dolores' hand, and raised his eyebrows—

"It turns out that you tore it up. Andromeda is taking the students from the student union to find the prisoner."

"…"

The author has something to say: it will be updated every Sunday in the future! And I want to ask, is the timeline really jumpy and difficult to understand? QAQ I will try to keep a qvq of the timeline in each chapter in the future