[HP] Infinite Reincarnation

"Refused?" Voldemort was a little surprised. "What did she say?"

"It's nothing more than that they have a good life, know what kind of goods we are, and don't want their son to mix with nobles." Abraxas waved his hand impatiently, "The tone is a bit like the group of the Order of the Phoenix. "

"Abu, it's all your fault. You should pay attention to the image of Death Eaters. We should be the objects of crazy admiration by everyone, not crazy hatred." Drinking the coffee in his hand gracefully, facing his friend lightly, I expressed my opinion, and the conclusion is [It's all your fault. ] "Yes, mylord!" Gritting his teeth, he answered this sentence.He gave Voldemort a hard look, obviously you are the key point. "What about Irene? Prince?"

"Let her go. It seems that the disaster in their family has just started, otherwise she wouldn't be so persistent...Well, it's better to let his childhood suffer a little, so that he can control it later." What's the big deal about Lily?Evans packed it up and delivered it to his bed, and he couldn't believe that his potions master could betray him.Isn't he just a Mudblood? Back then, he really was, and his subordinates just liked to grab it.In the end, it looks like Slytherin can't beat Gryffindor?If he had agreed to Severus' matter, then... that damned savior would not have been born either.

"Him?" Abu looked at Voldemort strangely, and then saw his friend and leader distracted, smiling evilly. "Voldy, what him. Who are you referring to?"

"Irene? Prince's son, Severus." I remember that I reused Severus at the beginning, except for his ability, because he had a similar childhood and life experience as himself.The same blind mother, the same violent childhood.The only difference is that Severus met his lily, and he met Dumbledore's dog's tail.

"..." Abraxas looked at Voldemort with contempt.

"Abu?"

"Although I don't know when you met Prince's son...according to the news, her son is at most four years old. Voldy, I remember your lower limit is 14 years old."

"I don't know, my senior is already hungry and thirsty, and his mind is full of similar thoughts. I will pay attention. Since Mrs. Malfoy passed away, you are indeed very lonely." Voldemort smiled and raised Abrak's head Chin, with a teasing face, "It's a pity that you really left a bad impression on me, otherwise I will love you very much, Abu. Don't worry, don't worry, I will find you a good man."

"Voldy, you really hurt my heart. You must know that I have only you in my heart from the beginning to the end."

"If you don't have such a grim expression when you say this, I will be touched. Alright. Since Irene Prince is unwilling, let it be. Anyway, that drunkard will not be promising. By the way, what about the alley?"

"It's all ready. By the way, what's the name of the new alley?" It was a matter of business. Although Abramovich really wanted to pinch Voldemort, he considered the strength of both parties.He still followed Voldemort and brought the topic to the formula.

"Call it...Parallel Alley."

"..." Abu's face was distorted again.

"Doesn't sound good?" You dare to say something bad and try.

"Lord, you are good at geometry."

"I think so."

"Actually, names such as Equiangular Alley, Acute Angle Alley, and Obtuse Angle Alley are not bad." Sarcasm, complete sarcasm.

"These are ready. By the way, several stores in Malfoy's house are named after that, after all, you picked them up." Fight me.

"Where are you going?" Abu, who was just about to continue the bickering, found someone flirtatiously wearing an orthodox dress and looking in the mirror.

"To see Dumbledore, today is the day I interview the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"..." Abu found that he was spending more and more time in silence facing Voldy. "Interview now?" It's autumn, and the school has just started, even if the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor can't do it now, you have to wait until the summer vacation.

"Dumbledore misses me." He just sent a random letter to scare him, but Dumbledore gave him a warm welcome. It is probably because their actions in the past two years made him nervous.

"Lord, do you really want to be a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?"

"Of course I do, Abu, I thought you knew it was my dream. Of course, Dumbledore wouldn't agree."

"What if it does?"

"Impossible..." However, the possibility of change is not ruled out.

"If you become one, you will be under Dumbledore's nose, and you have to listen to him in everything." He is now the headmaster.

"..."

"If you become one, you will have to face Dumbledore's afternoon tea invitation every three days, and eat his sweets that are so sweet that you can't refuse." For Abu, who was once a Slytherin prefect and the chairman of the Boys' Union Dumbledore's summons was abhorrent.

"..." Voldemort, who was also a prefect and chairman, was deeply cared for by Dumbledore.

"The most important thing! You went to become a professor! What to do here! Who will handle the affairs of the Death Eaters!!!"

"It seems that being a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is both good and bad." Voldemort agreed.

"Good?" Which one did he just say was good?

"Anyway, we still have to go here, we have made an appointment, we can't say that we Slytherins are rude."

"Voldy, you don't want to dump all the Death Eater stuff on me, do you?"

"Abu, what do you think? The Death Eaters are an organization loyal to me, and they belong to my power. How can I give it to you?" Voldemort looked surprised, expressing his contempt for Abu's IQ.

"Death Eaters won't throw it to me, but Death Eater things will be thrown to me!" Play less word games.

After tidying up his clothes, he didn't care about the expression on Abraxas's face that you must speak clearly.A handful of Floo powder was thrown into the fireplace. "It's time, I'm leaving, just like you said, Abu, the things on the table are urgent documents for this week, and I leave them to you."

"This week! It's urgent! Why did you go before!"

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"Oh, Tom, you are so on time. I seem to have heard someone shouting just now..." Walking out of the fireplace, Voldemort received Dumbledore's warm greeting.

While cleaning the invisible ashes on his body, he looked back at the fireplace with a little guilt, right, the sound cannot pass through the fireplace.

"Dumbledore, you are old." Elegantly conjuring a chair that fits the Slytherin style.

"Oh, yes, I am old. When I came to pick you up, you were still a child. In a blink of an eye, you are so old Tom."

"..." Sure enough, listening to Dumbledore talk is very annoying, especially when he wants to anger you, "Dumbledore, although you said everything, please don't use the tone just now, as if I was You were born."

puff~

The sound of spouting tea came from various portraits.

Voldemort also turned his head to greet each portrait, "Principal Dippet, it's been a long time. It's my greatest regret that you didn't come back when you passed away."

"Oh, it's okay Tom, to be honest, I'm very relieved to see my favorite student again, even though I'm just a portrait."

"I still remember your opening speech when I first stepped into Hogwarts, and your signature on the admission letter I received. In my heart, you are the principal, the eternal principal of Hogwarts, and my student The leader of the era." Completely ignoring a certain current headmaster of Hogwarts, and even more completely ignoring that a certain current headmaster was the person in power back then.

"Hahaha, Tom, you're still so good at talking."

"In the eyes of the professor, I will always be a child. I still remember that when you awarded me the Academy Cup, you encouraged me to win the Quidditch Cup next year." The ruby ​​red eyes flashed sadly, and the handsome face There is also a child-like shyness on the face, as if facing the failure of the parents.

"It's a pity, my flying talent is really..." Ignored Dumbledore again, with a mischievous smile, "But then I quietly tossed that broomstick company and funded their hostile company, sure enough . . . the nimbler comet is a better fit for Slytherin than the rampant silver sword."

Even Dumbledore can't say anything about defeating a broomstick field by his own ability, after all, he is a legitimate business method.Now Voldemort connects this matter with the little things in his childhood, except that Dumbledore is the worst thing to think about, thinking that Voldemort's sinister heart must be revenged.

The other principals all have a sense of pride that the students from their schools are promising.

"Hahaha, that's right, after the comet came out, Slytherin won." Another portrait, Phineas?Nigellus?black.

"Mr. Black, hello, speaking of it, this is our first communication. In the past, the principal's office has always come and gone."

"A good student back then, and now Voldemort, of course we can't communicate much."

"How could it be. Of course there are other things to communicate. For example, you are one of the most unpopular headmasters at Hogwarts, and I am one of the most unpopular leaders in the wizarding world."

"Haha, it's really... eh? One of them?" Phineas thought he was the best character.

"I don't need to say, there are two Dark Lords alone. Although I am very unwilling, the achievements of the German one are far above mine, and my power is still lingering in the UK. His demeanor back then is impressive. The whole of Europe." Looking at Dumbledore meaningfully, his eyes seemed to be nostalgic, but he happened to be facing the direction of old D.But only he himself understood that he was making him uncomfortable with Dumbledore.

"I'm asking, how can I be one of them."

"Take Professor Dumbledore as an example. As the Dark Lord, I guarantee that at least most Slytherins, a small number of Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs, and very few Gryffindors will not like it." Him. Right, Dumbledore."

"..." Can he say no?You signed up for the Death Eaters component.

"By the way, the next generation of the Black family is quite outstanding."

"Is it? You know."

"The forever pure Black family, three lovely little girls and two lively boys of this generation, oh yes, Bellatrix will be 11 years old next year, I saw it at the dance last time , is already a graceful lady. A beautiful black rose."

"Enn, Bella is indeed a good boy. Among the boys, Sirius is better, and Regulus is too shy."

"Siris..." A trace of dissatisfaction flashed in the red eyes, and Phineas was puzzled by the undisguised dissatisfaction.

"Of course I know Sirius. Well, it was at the ball when I met Bella. Senior sister Walburga also introduced it to me. How should I put it, this child is a bit like... a crushed tree. The spring." His fingers flattened. "Although I have not been a teacher like everyone, I have seen many examples over the years. The pressure on the eldest son is too great, and he usually doesn't care about the second son. The last one caused a mental breakdown. Ruined two children. I remember...the Cleaver family. Remember, their family ended up..." Voldemort was glad that there were some negative examples in the pure blood, he didn't like the stupid dog who was destined to go to Dumbledore's arms, Regulus He was a good boy, and he deserved to be nurtured. He remembered that because Black's family focused on the eldest son, when that child appeared in front of him, he was timid and cowardly.Well, it's too late to start correcting now.

Those who are loyal to him deserve the best. (This is the sadness of rebirth, he doesn't know the plot.)

"Oh, Merlin, that family, no way, Sirius is a good boy." Although Phineas is a portrait, what is not missing in the portrait?The most indispensable thing is gossip.The failure of the Cleaver family to educate their children was used as a negative teaching material, but it has been talked about for more than ten years.

"In the eyes of adults, children are good, Mr. Black. Well, I just prefer Regulus to take children. I don't know if Senior Walburga and Senior Orion can be willing to let Regulus I often come to Voldemort Manor to play."

"Well...Okay, of course it's okay, I'll go back and talk to the two of them." Phineas left the portrait absent-mindedly, obviously, he was going to the portrait in Blake's old house.

The Black family has sworn allegiance, but the immediate boss said that he is not optimistic about the heir you have taught. This is a provocation, an accusation, and an absolute shame.

A crushed spring... that is to say, the eldest son of the Black family will either be a fool who will never be able to play a big role after being crushed, or a lunatic who will break free from the standards recognized by all pure blood.

Hell, the holes in the tapestry at Black's house meant that there was never a shortage of lunatics in the house.