[HP] Dark Lord's pet

Although Voldemort couldn't eat anything, he still sat on the table at the request of Olivia - to be precise, he floated on the dining table.Because Olivia emphasized that this was the first time their family had dinner together.

Silas tremblingly placed a glass of wine in front of Voldemort, even though he couldn't drink it.Olivia almost burst out laughing—she finally experienced the pleasure of being a swordsman—the Lord Dark Lord is now as well-behaved as she was back in Voldemort's Manor.

Olivia looked curiously at the Lord Dark Lord in the state of black mist: "If you can't eat, will you be hungry, sir?"

The distorted face in the black mist looked at her with murderous intent, but didn't speak.

Seeing this, Arnold quickly changed the topic: "Father, can you tell me about the British Ministry of Magic? I'm very interested."

"Not worth mentioning," Voldemort said softly, his tone full of contempt.

Olivia glanced at him disapprovingly, and explained to the frustrated Arnold: "Most wizards think that the greatest significance of the existence of the Ministry of Magic is to hide the existence of wizards from Muggles. In fact, the same can be said-if you are To make a side-by-side comparison between the Ministry of Magic and the US government, that probably doesn't make much sense."

Olivia glanced at Voldemort, he still didn't mean to make a sound, she continued: "In fact, the Minister of Magic is directly appointed in times of war, and elections in times of peace—you know, it's similar to the US presidential election, they Need votes, prestige, and most of all, political contributions, there is nothing to say. Yes, we have studied the electoral system, haven't we?"

Arnold nodded and looked at her with interest—he was still too young, and he didn't have much contact with the magic world. The biggest source of information was Olivia, and she didn't usually talk about it.

Olivia continued: "In terms of structure, the Ministry of Magic is much looser than the Muggle government. You can't even believe that their legislative and judicial institutions are the same. As long as the minister uses a little trick, he can change the law at will."

Arnold's eyes lit up when he heard this, but Voldemort still dismissed it.

"In terms of military strength, the Ministry of Magic has Aurors. There is no doubt that their personal abilities are outstanding, but in terms of numbers, they are not comparable to the Muggle government. As for personnel promotion, the wizarding world is so big, and they often have various In-law relationship network, so there is no absolute justice, except of course, except for the outstanding ones. In terms of finance, the Ministry of Magic is funded from taxes and donations from some pure-blood families-you know that the Ministry of Magic is always short of money, and they also come from The whereabouts of the funds are not announced, and Merlin knows where they have spent the money. The goblins are responsible for keeping the money of the wizards. They have a lot of tricks, but due to legal constraints, they can do very little on the surface, but who can say in private? What about it? In fact, very few wizards can make money by making money, the most famous and cunning businessman," Olivia glanced at Voldemort: "It's Malfoy."

"But now at the Ministry of Magic, we all know that Fudge is an idiot - of course, that's why he got the ministerial position. I believe that if Dumbledore said one day that he wanted to be Minister for Magic, he would get almost everyone in Britain. But Fudge didn’t dare to say anything, so he could only obediently give way to him, and he might even make a public statement, praising him for finally being willing to contribute to the wizarding world. Yes, Dumbledore is the uncrowned king of the British wizarding world. "

Olivia looked at Voldemort, who was obviously dissatisfied at the end: "Of course, I said these are just tricks in front of your father. In fact, your father must have already studied these thoroughly, and he even started to establish himself. The rules of the regime, by means of ... um, force and oppression."

Voldemort finally spoke: "It's very effective. We have natural allies: giants, dementors, werewolves, and all kinds of dark creatures. It is difficult for wizards to match. Powerful wizards are only a few in the end. I will teach you Be one of them." He looked at Arnold.

There was some longing in Arnold's eyes, but he quickly looked at Olivia again.

Olivia blinked at him, and kindly did not comment on the result of the forceful oppression, but it was obvious that everyone knew the result.Besides, she never kept Arnold's background from him. When he asked her about the Dark Lord, Olivia said: "His personal ability is extremely powerful, but his career...is a mess."

So, she just said: "From the point of view of research, you have to learn from your father, I know you have simulated the Muggle government experiment at school, which is very good, but pay special attention to the process of the experiment, don't let it get out of control The palm of your hand has caused irreversible consequences. As for the strength, let's follow the agreement and wait until after school, okay?"

Arnold nodded and looked at Voldemort sincerely: "Thank you, Father."

Voldemort tapped his chin slightly and invisibly.Olivia snickered, approached him and whispered, "My lord, this is very good. I hope you can answer Al's question in the same way next time."

Voldemort stared deeply, which did not affect the deepening smile on Olivia's face in the slightest.

After dinner, they went back to their rooms to rest. As for Voldemort, Olivia looked at him in embarrassment: "My lord, do you need to sleep? Or would you like to go back to the ring to rest?"

Voldemort ignored her suggestion and still went his own way—from this point of view, the Dark Lord is not as well-behaved and sensible as she was.He floated next to Olivia, as if embracing her.

Olivia felt a little uncomfortable, but didn't say anything. She guessed that he just wanted to take a look at the book in her hand.

"My book?" The hoarse voice rang close to her ear, making her hairs stand on end.

She reacted: "Yes, all three of your bookshelves are here!"

Voldemort snorted, "It's better than being at Dumbledore's."

This reminded Olivia of one thing: "My lord, I asked Sira to pay special attention at that time. Nagini was not here, and I didn't hear about her later..."

"Don't worry, she's in a safe place," said Voldemort.

Olivia felt helpless, she wasn't worried about Nagini, she was more worried about those people who didn't have eyes, but don't become Nagini's food!

The holiday time passed between them in this strange atmosphere of getting along, but before the school started, when Olivia and Arnold were considering what to bring to Hogwarts, Lord Dark Lord asked Arnold to master the brain Occlusion.

Olivia didn't take it seriously: "Dumbledore wouldn't take a child's mind."

Voldemort sneered: "Of course not to other children!"

He looked at Olivia again: "How is your Occlumency?"

"It's okay, my lord." Olivia guessed that he was worried that she and Arnold would expose his existence.

But in any case, after Arnold learned about the effect of Soul Reaper, he decisively asked to learn.After all, who likes to open their brains for others to see?

A series of guidance from the Dark Lord was very useful. Arnold was very talented and quickly mastered the ability to push out the intruder's consciousness. Olivia looked at his pale face and couldn't bear it.

But she was still hard-hearted: "Al, you have done a great job for a ten-year-old child, but if someone really wants to probe your brain, push him out, it will only make him understand you There are secrets, and what you should do more is to show those unimportant parts, frankly..."

Olivia was teaching Arnold her Occlumency experience, not noticing that Voldemort was looking at her thoughtfully.

Arnold obviously understood what she meant. For skilled Occlumency masters, they can even fabricate their own memories perfectly, but this is still too difficult for a ten-year-old child. Undoubtedly, Olivia introduced This method is more suitable for him.

"Great! Al!" Olivia put away her wand in satisfaction: "I swear I don't know what Occlumency is at your age!"

Voldemort looked at Olivia's doting look coldly, and reminded Arnold: "You still have a lot to learn."

Arnold put away the excitement on his face and regained his humility. Seeing this, Olivia glared at the Dark Lord dissatisfied.

Voldemort obviously didn't care, and he made a request to Olivia: move the damn Meebu Meebo out of the small space.

The Lord Dark Lord was basically wandering outside the Star Manor, but when he arrived at Hogwarts, he would live in the ring, so naturally he had to think about the future.

"Okay," Olivia held back her smile and said, "Do you have any favorite plants? Can I plant two for you?"

"Peppermint is very good, you can plant some honeysuckle." Olivia did not expect the Dark Lord to answer seriously. She thought for a long time, and finally found out that these two plants have soul power, which should help his situation. , but the effect is better than nothing.

"Okay, I will ask my friend to find some honeysuckle seeds." Olivia readily agreed, but it was just another trial by the Dark Lord.

Soon, Hogwarts started, and Olivia took Arnold to live in the school.

As far as Olivia knew, Arnold was the only one who lived in Hogwarts before going to school, out of Dumbledore's kindness.Therefore, after greeting the professors, Olivia decided to try her best to solve the problem of eating in her lounge in the future. After all, there is still an unknown Dark Lord here, right?

Therefore, after simply greeting the professors, Olivia was busy arranging her lounge almost all the time. She expanded several rooms with the traceless stretching spell, and arranged many spells to prevent eavesdropping and peeping.Only then did I realize that it was almost time for the school-opening dinner.

"Al, can you stay here obediently? You can do what you like, and the house elf will bring you dinner." Olivia looked at Arnold with some guilt, and regretted bringing Arnold to prevent Dumbledore from becoming more suspicious. Lived in the school.

"No problem, Mom, maybe I'll read "The Dark Arts: A Guide to Self-Defense"" Arnold replied obediently.

"Of course no problem!" Olivia kissed her head.

The Dark Lord watched this scene coldly.

"Okay, my lord, come in, you can hear the movement outside, but you can't make a sound." Olivia raised her hand, and the black mist floated into the ring.

Sitting in the middle, Dumbledore saw Olivia wink at her alone.I thought it would be a peaceful night, but after the freshman sorting ended, Professor Snape called Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall away, and Olivia heard some movements, as if it was about the savior again.

She looked at the Gryffindor long table, but she didn't see Harry Potter, this is really Gryffindor!

Although there are three professors missing, the professors' long table is not deserted at all. This school year's new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor—Gilderoy Lockhart, has been using his blond hair and sparkling smile, Olivia, and the Dark Lord, are sick and tired of trying to charm every woman!

The word calm seems to have nothing to do with Hogwarts, where the savior went to school. On the eve of Halloween, another major event happened-Filch's cat, Mrs. Norris, was petrified, and the savior trio was there. The most important thing is that there is a line of blood on the wall: the secret room has been opened, those who are enemies of the heir, be vigilant.