[HP] Dark Lord's pet

When Olivia rushed to the scene after Dumbledore, Filch was clamoring to kill the Potter trio.

They went to discuss in Professor Lockhart's office at the recommendation of Professor Lockhart - Olivia wanted to go back to her office directly, but was stopped by Dumbledore's eyes, and she had no choice but to follow inexplicably.

Although under Dumbledore's judgment, it was determined that Filch's cat was not life-threatening.And amidst Snape's anger, the savior was also cleared of suspicion - although everyone except Professor Lockhart could see that Potter was hiding something.

After the professors left, Dumbledore motioned for Olivia to walk with him: "Olivia, have you heard of the Chamber of Secrets?"

Olivia shook her head: "Professor, I never pay attention to this."

Dumbledore nodded: "Of course, I probably shouldn't say it, but I think it's necessary for you to know about it—you know, Tom, that is, Voldemort, is the heir of Slytherin."

"Yes, he didn't mention it deliberately, but we all know—" Olivia looked at him in surprise: "So, that 'chamber of secrets' refers to Slytherin's secret chamber?"

Dumbledore nodded, noticing Olivia stopped in her tracks.

Olivia looked at him angrily, and tried her best to lower her voice: "Don't tell me, you are suspicious of Arnold!"

Dumbledore was a little surprised: "Olivia, why do you think so, of course not! I just want to remind you that he is probably very close to us...or has entered Hogwarts again."

Olivia's face was ugly: "Professor, I asked you before if Hogwarts is no longer safe. You didn't answer me at that time. What about now? Do you want to give me an affirmative answer?"

"Maybe," Dumbledore continued to walk forward, "or maybe I guessed wrong." Dumbledore fell silent.

"professor?"

"Oh," Dumbledore came back to his senses: "It is said that Slytherin left a monster in the Chamber of Secrets. I was just thinking, what is this monster... By the way, is Arnold a Parseltongue?"

"Yes," Olivia replied confusedly, "he can indeed talk to snakes. Any questions?"

"Huh? No, I was just asking. Oh - you're here. Get some rest, kid, and good night." With that, Dumbledore turned and left.

Olivia gritted her teeth and looked at Dumbledore's back, wondering for the first time whether he was old.

After returning to the lounge, Olivia first confirmed Arnold's safety.Of course he was fine, but he looked a little disturbed.

"Mom, I think I heard a voice, 'Tear you... tear you...kill you...' What's going on outside?"

Olivia could hardly restrain the anger in her heart, she told Arnold what had just happened, and faced Voldemort in a questioning tone: "Then, Your Excellency the Heir of Slytherin, I am sure you have never left the ring, then How did you do it outside?"

The Dark Lord did not answer Olivia's words, but turned to Arnold: "There is a basilisk in the chamber of secrets, it will not harm you."

Olivia almost twisted her nose in anger, a basilisk?Do creatures like basilisks still exist?Think of the basilisk that lived 1000 years, the basilisk that was hungry for 1000 years, Merlin's beard when Slytherin left!

She stood up: "I have to go tell Dumbledore!"

Voldemort sneered: "Okay, go and tell him, how did you know the secret that even the previous headmasters didn't know?"

Olivia was stunned: "Then, why don't you do anything?"

"... will be measured." Voldemort said vaguely, looking as if he was thinking about something.

"Who?" Olivia asked sensitively: "The basilisk?"

Voldemort did not answer this question, but turned to Olivia: "When did you become so soft-hearted, didn't you do a good job at that time?"

Olivia choked, and understood that he was talking about when he was at Voldemort's Manor, but what was the same: "They are still children! Didn't you also say that every drop of blood of a pure-blood wizard should not be wasted? Can you tell who is pure blood? Unless it obeys someone's orders—you have a helper, he is at Hogwarts? He opened the Chamber of Secrets?"

But no matter how she asked, Voldemort never answered her again.

"Then mom, are you in danger?" Arnold asked a little uneasy.

"I'm fine, don't worry about me." Olivia kissed his forehead reassuringly.If you don't tell her, then she will check it herself!

Olivia began to pay close attention to the new professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts. After all, she had a certain understanding of other professors, and believed that they would not be the helpers of the Dark Lord. But after observing for a while, Olivia had to admit, This is a useless flower peacock!

Olivia's investigation made no progress, but the sad news came again—a first-year Gryffindor was petrified!

Olivia felt a little restless, but she felt relieved. In the introduction to magical creatures, the eyes of the basilisk can kill people directly, but these times they were all petrified. Could it be said that the eyes of the basilisk have degenerated ?Olivia very much hoped that it was the possibility she had guessed!

Her investigation became more urgent, and she even turned her head to suspect Snape, after all, he still vividly remembers how he was regarded by the Dark Lord!

Snape was much stronger than Lockhart, and he soon found out that something was wrong with Olivia, and when he thought about it, he laughed angrily.

But he didn't have time to do anything about it, Lockhart was going to start a dueling club, and at Dumbledore's request, he would assist him, give some demonstrations before the class - avoid this damn dueling club really Can't learn anything!

These two professors made Olivia very suspicious, so she also went to have a look, but unexpectedly found a shocking news: Harry Potter is a Parseltongue!

Merlin's stinky socks!

Olivia felt that she understood something, but also seemed to understand nothing.

She returned to the lounge, looked at the Dark Lord with an even more ugly face (don't ask her how she could see his face from the black mist), and asked him with some difficulty: "So, Potter is your child? "

"No!" The Dark Lord replied furiously.

"Then he also has Slytherin's blood. It's not impossible. It's been 1000 years, and the blood has awakened? No wonder the prophecy said that he will defeat you. It turns out that he is really a born dark wizard..." Olivia murmured to herself .

Compared with the Dark Lord's child, the Dark Lord obviously couldn't accept the latter statement. He roared and emphasized: "He didn't defeat me, it was his mother... who left traces of her sacrifice on him... I can't touch him ...my spell was bounced...an ancient magic...I should have remembered, I foolishly ignored..."

"So it's like this... No wonder I think Potter is an ordinary child..." Olivia muttered to herself, and she looked at Voldemort coldly: "With all due respect, my lord, has it been so many years? Don't you think you're paranoid and childish for holding on to a child?"

Voldemort's eyes widened: "How dare you speak to the Dark Lord like that!"

"Of course I dare!" Olivia stood up angrily: "I have wanted to say this for a long time, since you did that strange black magic experiment! Since your appearance has changed a lot! Your sanity is gone Do you remember your original goal? Is it pure blood supremacy? Or rule the world? Or defeat the savior?"

The black mist became even more distorted. Olivia knew that if the Dark Lord could use a little magic power, Avada Kedavra would have thrown him over.

Olivia didn't have time to pay attention to the tooth-pulled tiger. She thought of a possibility. If the professors at Hogwarts had no problems, what about the students?If the petrification was made by a basilisk, then even a junior student could have done it!

Thinking that the savior confronted the Dark Lord attached to Quirrell last year, Olivia felt that it was impossible for him to become the Dark Lord's assistant, and with Dumbledore's attention to him, if the savior was in any danger, he probably would not let it go in spite of……

Olivia thought so, but the next day there was another student petrification incident. What was even more frightening was that the ghost of Gryffindor—Nick, who was almost headless, also became stiff and black, and Potter was at the scene !

The root of everything seems to point to Potter, since he came to Hogwarts... Anyway, Olivia felt that she really needed to observe Potter closely.

But she didn't gain much, and soon, Christmas came.

After Olivia and Arnold had breakfast, he couldn't wait to pounce on the Christmas presents piled up under the Christmas tree like a hill—he couldn't sit still while eating, obviously, Abby moved all the presents here.

"Ahem!" Voldemort coughed twice as a reminder, and Arnold restrained himself a little.

Olivia put down the bread: "Al, today is Christmas, so you don't have to be so restrained. You know, some people haven't received a decent Christmas gift for many years, so naturally they don't understand this kind of joy!"

Since the last quarrel, Olivia hasn't treated the Dark Lord well for a long time.

Arnold thought of something, and turned to the black mist: "Father, I have prepared a Christmas gift for you, the new automatic page-turning eagle brush, I think you may not be able to open the gift, I will put it in your usual place .”

After speaking, he rushed straight to the hill of gifts.

"Mom, I like the color of this winter suit!" Arnold looked at this dark green winter suit with joy, the collar and cuffs were inlaid with silver-white fur, and he kissed Olivia in surprise: "I will wear this later !"

Olivia grinned unconsciously, and after knocking on the plate to make the tableware disappear, she walked towards another pile of presents.

"Principal Dumbledore gave me a bag of candy, and Professor Snape, a copy of "Advanced Potion Making", oh, mom—" Arnold opened a package excitedly and shouted: "It's Uncle Joe, he Sent me my birthday present in advance too, a flying sword! This is so cool!"

"But Al, Western wizards can't use flying swords. You know that the wizarding systems in the East and the West are different—" Olivia looked at Arnold, who had finally regained his childish appearance, with a smile on his face.

"No, Mom, this one is fine." Arnold grabbed a silver long sword with metallic luster and ran over, his face flushed with excitement: "He said this is the latest invention of the Taoist Association, and I can use it to fly Three days!"

Olivia was rarely surprised: "That sounds really good!" She looked at Arnold who looked expectant, "First unwrap the presents, after lunch, you can play all afternoon, okay?"

Arnold nodded, and put the flying sword on the side table with great care.Olivia looked through the presents, and quickly found what Joe gave her—a bamboo flute!

She whistled joyfully, which was very much to her liking. She recalled the first time she saw Joe, imitated his appearance, and tied a flower on her hand with a bamboo flute.

"It's so cool, Mom!" Arnold looked over with staring eyes: "Uncle Joe understands us so well! I love him so much!"

Joe is a Chinese wizard that Olivia met during her travels. Their wizarding system is completely different from that of the UK. They have discussed it for a long time. As for Arnold, he likes this Chinese wizard very much. When he was a child, he still rode on Joe’s neck. Flying over the flying sword!

Olivia put down the bamboo flute and unwrapped other gifts: most of the professors gave them books, except for Snape, who gave him a bottle of swelling potion that could be made in first grade!Merlin has never seen such a narrow-minded man in his life!

Lan Ruisha sent a Muggle brand bag, and some friends who also met during the tour also sent all kinds of interesting things.

For the mother and son who fell into the frenzy of opening presents, the Dark Lord exhaled from his nose with only a slit, expressing contempt and disdain.

The author has something to say: the part of the Chinese wizarding world is pure nonsense