[HP] Dark Lord's pet

The hat ornament flew up in the air leisurely, took it with one hand, and handed it over.

"Thank you, Professor," Olivia threw away the fork that was still covered in cake crumbs - it was obviously a disposable portkey.Reached out to take the hat, looked around, a small living room, like a dark cell with soft walls: "A special way to meet!"

Dumbledore's blue eyes seemed to be shining, and he looked at her gently: "Indeed, Olivia, my child, I am glad to see that you are safe and sound!"

Olivia couldn't help avoiding his eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, stretched out her hand to straighten her hair, put the hat back on her back, and then looked at Dumbledore again: "I'm also very happy, Professor, last time I was a little unhappy , sorry, I thought we would never see each other again."

"I have to admit that I thought the same way, so I was very surprised when I heard from a friend that you appeared in Diagon Alley, and I couldn't wait to arrange this meeting..." Dumbledore stretched out his wand and nodded, what He didn't show up either, he was stunned for a moment, and looked at Olivia apologetically: "Oh, I forgot this isn't Hogwarts, do you need something?"

Olivia shook her head: "Professor, I don't think we need to be so polite, let's get straight to the point, what do you want to know about me when you want to see me?"

Dumbledore motioned for Olivia to sit on the sofa, and sat on an armchair opposite: "Olivia, I am indeed a little confused. The advantage of living longer is that it is easy to understand a person, but I have to admit that if I dared to say that I was the person who knew Tom best in this world, I would have to abdicate now. In the past year or so since his resurrection, most of the things he did have been touched by me. No brains..."

Olivia smiled: "No, professor, I believe no one can understand him better than you. But if you want to know the reason why the Dark Lord changed from me, I'm afraid I will disappoint you. For this reason, I Also bewildered."

"Yes, yes..." Dumbledore's eyes were scrutinizing, and Olivia only looked at him firmly: "But I think, you are the closest person to him now, aren't you?"

"If you talk about private life, then yes, at least I haven't found out that the Dark Lord has other lovers, but if it's his career, I haven't seen the Dark Lord for half a month—"

Olivia stared exaggeratedly, looked at Dumbledore hesitantly, and paused: "Professor, do you want me to be your spy? To help you obtain information about the Dark Lord? This is impossible!"

Olivia shook her head and said to Dumbledore who was silent and sharp-eyed: "This is impossible! Professor, if you want to clarify my position, then I can tell you clearly that I will not betray the Dark Lord .”

The scene of Lucius being tortured flashed through Olivia's mind, she shook her head and leaned forward: "The Dark Lord didn't hurt Arnold, didn't kill me, I won't betray, my life depends on For the Dark Lord's thoughts, you wouldn't be so cruel, would you let me be tortured between you and him?"

It was only then that Olivia realized that Dumbledore had returned to his gentle look. He looked at Olivia and smiled rarely: "Yes, child, I won't. After all these years, you are the rare person who can get close to Tom. , and have a child with him, this is beyond my imagination, maybe, maybe..."

Olivia looked at Dumbledore's smiling face in astonishment: "Professor, do you expect me to influence the Dark Lord with love? This kind of thinking is too funny, do you really think so—"

Dumbledore stood up suddenly, and said to Olivia meaningfully: "Of course, Olivia, I believe in you. After all, love is the greatest thing in this world, isn't it?"

He summoned his phoenix, turned to Olivia and said, "Then I'll go back first, Olivia, good luck! Severus, if you want, send her for me—" He Blinking his eyes, he disappeared with the phoenix.

Olivia was dumbfounded, looked at Snape who appeared in the room at some point, and said dryly, "He must be old and confused, isn't he?"

Judging from Snape's expression, he clearly agreed with this point, but he said, "Please, Miss Star, let your humble former colleague send you out—"

Olivia followed behind him before realizing: "Oh, Severus, is this your house?"

Snape didn't want to answer, Olivia continued on her own: "It looks like it, it suits your style, you know, it's the kind of deep, dark, suitable for a nocturnal flying animal—"

The door was opened with a bang, and Olivia was pushed out of the door unexpectedly: "Miss Star's clever mind, which treats one year as two months, can digest such a small skill as apparition, right?" After finishing speaking, she was ready After closing the door, he found that his sleeve was being pulled. He looked over in disgust and met Olivia's calm face.

"Severus, help me take care of Arnold, I don't want him to be like his father." Olivia lowered her voice.

Snape lowered his eyes, his voice was so soft that he couldn't hear: "He doesn't need my care."

"Why, of course he needs it, but he is your child," Olivia narrowed her eyes happily: "In the perception of most people in Hogwarts——"

Snape flicked his sleeve violently, a red light came out from his wand, Olivia dodged subconsciously, the red light wiped her and fell into a pile of rubbish in the corner, twitched a few times, two mice struggled to fall out, stiff I can't move.

Olivia frowned in disgust and looked around. There were piles of rubbish, weeds spreading, and the stench coming from time to time: "Hmm... Severus—"

"No!" The door slammed shut in front of Olivia with a loud noise.

If you want to talk about the impact of this meeting, it is that the Cold War of the Dark Lord is over.

Olivia had just woken up and was sitting in a silk dressing gown by the mirror trying on a pair of pearl drop earrings—a pair of opals lay next to her, and she was debating which pair to wear.

At this moment, the Dark Lord walked in, with a familiar face and a familiar black robe.

"Are you back?" Olivia asked casually, reaching out to put on the other earring.

A pale hand took the pearl earring and put it on for her.Olivia's body stiffened for a moment, then quickly relaxed, allowing the hand to operate—although the unskilled movement of the hand owner caused her some pain.

After wearing it, Olivia looked in the mirror, and the shiny pearls fell under the round earlobes, shaking slightly, looking soft and harmless, just like how she felt.Olivia nodded in satisfaction.Taking a quick glance at the Dark Lord through the mirror, his focus also fell on the pair of pearl earrings.

"How is it? It's not bad, right?" Olivia said with a relaxed tone.

"not bad."

Olivia's eyes widened in surprise, she did not expect that the Dark Lord would actually answer this question, she pretended to be nonchalant, and looked at the Dark Lord in the mirror: "It seems that you are in a good mood today?"

"It's okay." Voldemort reached out and touched Olivia's blond hair, staring at her slightly confused light blue eyes in the mirror: "I heard that there was a not-so-pleasant meeting yesterday?"

"Not happy?" Olivia repeated subconsciously, and immediately understood: "You mean with Professor Dumbledore? That's really not happy—"

"Look at me!" Voldemort tugged at Olivia's hair and turned her head around, looking straight into his.

"That's not a gentleman enough!" Olivia patted his hand pulling his hair away with a puffy face, and stood up: "I can still ask you to treat a lady as a gentleman, can't I? Delusion of your demeanor?!"

Voldemort didn't speak, pulled her into his arms, looked at her carefully with a pair of red eyes, and began to inspect yesterday's conversation inch by inch as his memory rolled.

After a long time, he relaxed his strength and thought about it.

Olivia struggled out of his arms, and said nonchalantly, "It's still an old accent for you, isn't it?"

"Olivia, I remember you said that your Occlumency is good?" Voldemort looked at her coldly with his red eyes.

"It's not bad, but it's Dumbledore, as I have nothing to hide from you, how can I hope to completely hide it from him? Besides...even if he reads something in my head , it doesn't matter! Maybe he saw us having sex...maybe he saw us getting along...so he decided I could save you with 'great love'?"

"Save?" Voldemort snorted lightly, "Dumbledore hypocritical!"

"But Professor Dumbledore is right about one thing. He understands you. If you understand him, to be honest, you pay too much attention to Professor Dumbledore, and you have complicated emotions. If you are not sure about your sexual orientation, I will I'm afraid it will..." Olivia paused under Voldemort's increasingly dangerous eyes.

He narrowed his eyes, his eyes full of disgust: "This statement makes me sick, Olivia, if you want to use this to revenge me, you succeeded."

"How could I want to take revenge on you, my lord!" Olivia raised a smirk: "Actually, I just don't understand. In my opinion, your attention is obviously attracted by the same kind. You are smart, powerful, pursuing Strength, these are the things you appreciate more. If you want to classify wizards, you and Dumbledore are the same kind of people. Even if you have different opinions, the essence is very close, so you value, appreciate, and test each other. Of course I agree. understand."

"Smart girl!" Voldemort reached out and stroked Olivia's side face: "They all thought Dumbledore was great... said I was afraid of him? You are right, we are the same in essence...but he is a coward, using his false His magic weapon—love, shut him up in a shell...I have seen through him, I have seen through it a long time ago..."

"My lord, I have to say," Olivia stretched out her hand to cover her side face: "You will make me misunderstand even more—"

Voldemort was not angry, but smiled happily: "Olivia, this is your difference. I appreciate your clear understanding of the world, your powerful intuition and precise vision."

Olivia's eyes widened in surprise, and she blinked flatteredly: "Oh, I thought you were attracted by my body/body, so you value my mind more?"

The hand on the side face slowly slid down, and Voldemort looked at Olivia intently.His eyes were deep, and wherever he looked, he trembled: "Time treats you very favorably, and it hardly leaves any traces on you...my girl." He took Olivia's hand, bent down low, and kissed her gently for a moment.

Olivia squeezed her dressing gown tightly with her other hand, barely controlling her excited body. She withdrew her hand and pushed Voldemort down on the bed: "I had a date with Lan Ruisa, but you really made me happy today. So I'd like to put her pigeons—"

She leaned over and climbed onto the bed, and a black robe fell down, which fit the light-colored carpet very well.

The author has something to say: Hmm... I was taken aback when I climbed up to see it. It seems that I should... express something in this situation? ?

You just want to squeeze me dry, don't you! ! !

...I said that this article has no outline, so the plot is flying. Due to a little problem of my Virgo, I will leave one or two chapters as a buffer for normal updates...Because my habits are not good, When I get to the back of the code, I often turn back to the front - fix bugs or ambush pens (you must have peeked at my draft box to know that I have this problem, right!)

So you know why I code so slowly! !

Finally, thanks! !

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Thanks to the little angels who cast landmines: Master Meow and Yu Linling 1; thanks to the little angels who irrigated the nutrient solution: 2 bottles of stewed mushrooms with cabbage; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!