HP fangirls dressed as the Dark Lord

Chen Ming was sitting on the sofa in the headmaster's office of Hogwarts, facing the high-backed chairs that countless headmasters had sat on, and now there was a serious witch sitting on it.Minerva McGonagall, who used to be the prefect of Gryffindor, was a few grades higher than Chen Ming.Unexpectedly, she became a professor here, and now she is the principal.

"Mr. Riddle," Professor McGonagall cleared his throat. Tom. Riddle was her junior. He was polite and popular in school back then. Who knew he would end up on such a path of no return.And now, after so many years of fear, fighting with Voldemort for more than ten years, and finally winning, another one appeared. Although this person was not Voldemort, he was Riddle, and his face was almost exactly the same as before Voldemort was disfigured.But now, she wanted to personally sign the employment letter for "Voldemort". It was said that when Voldemort came to apply for a job but was rejected by Dumbledore, she decided to hire this person instead.

Not everyone has such strong nerves as Dumbledore, and Minerva McGonagall is one of them.

"Dumbledore has already told me everything," Chen Ming looked up at the portrait going somewhere behind the high-back chair, and nodded slightly.

"...Given the special situation and the current shortage of professors at Hogwarts, the former headmasters can't find a way to let you go back for a while."

Minerva McGonagall has never been so entangled, but Dumbledore has always insisted on letting him stay at Hogwarts, which is better than letting him do something unknown outside. According to Auror, He'd met Lucius, he'd been in the Muggle world, he didn't know why.

"So, Mr. Riddle, you will take up the Defense Against the Dark Arts duties at Hogwarts."

Chen Ming took the letter of appointment and signed his name on it, "Thank you, Senior Sister Minerva." The corners of Mag's eyes twitched. She never thought of being called Senior Sister by Voldemort.

Chen Ming left the principal's office. He didn't expect to become a professor at Hogwarts, and he was also a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts. He didn't know what happened when Dumbledore told McGonagall.

"Albus, you mean, let Voldemort teach Defense Against the Dark Arts?"

"Minerva, calm down," Dumbledore reassured McGonagall in the frame.

"How to calm down? Voldemort is already dead and you let him teach Defense Against the Dark Arts 50 years ago?! He will definitely turn this class into Dark Arts!"

"Minerva, he's not Voldemort, he's just Tom Riddle."

"But Tom Riddle is—"

"Minerva, he...only...is Tom Riddle." Dumbledore paused, "And he won't stay here for long, as long as he finds a way to get back, he'll leave."

"I see, Albus." McGonagall sat down and took a deep breath, "But, what about Harry? What about those who were killed by Voldemort? How do you tell those people? Tom Riddle has the same red eyes as Voldemort!"

Dumbledore in the picture frame raised his glasses, "Harry already knows."

"what?!"

"I think Harry can tell the difference between Tom Riddle and Voldemort. After all, they are two different people. Just like when you look in the mirror, there is a you in the mirror, which is exactly the same as you, but she is not you , no matter how similar they are, after all, there are no two identical people in this world. Volemort is Voldemort, Tom Riddle is Tom Riddle, they are different."

"but--"

"Minerva, you can't deny everything about Tom Riddle just because of Voldemort."

Mag still wanted to say something, but his lips moved, but in the end he said nothing.

Dumbledore sighed softly in the frame, very lightly.

Before meeting Chen Ming in the grove next to the orphanage, Nagini had lived alone in this world for ten years. She didn't know how she came here and who her parents were.She wanders alone in the world, nothing can accompany her, the snakes hide when they see her, she has no one to talk to, she can only hide in the dark, in other people's homes, and be careful not to be found, fortunately She is small, slender, and doesn't eat much.

Once she hid in a house where there were delicious snacks and a lot of books. The bored Nagini sneaked a book to her hiding place to read from time to time.She is like a student, who can't understand and remember.She was there for a long time.She's good at hiding and loves the place.Later, the family did not know why they wanted to leave. The whole family moved away, and Nagini had to find another hiding place.Snakes have to hibernate. The temperature outside in winter can freeze a snake to death. Nagini doesn't know why. Her hibernation time is much shorter than other snakes, but it means that when she wakes up It is possible to face the situation where things cannot be found or the entrance of the cave is buried by snow and cannot get out.

Later, she met Chen Ming who was having a barbecue in a small forest. She had never eaten barbecue before. Even if she wandered around in the society, she couldn’t steal food like barbecue in a human house. In order not to expose herself, It can only be carefully hidden.

Then the two (?) became friends. In this world where I live alone, it is very happy to have a partner. She has followed him from the orphanage to Hogwarts, from Hogwarts to Germany , She moved around, she had no complaints.

She is currently staying with the baby at a home called Aransis Calendon. Chen Ming still has other things to do and cannot take care of the baby. For the baby's safety, he sent Nagini there to stay with the baby.

It wasn't until Hogwarts that she knew she was a mutant rune snake. Rune snakes had three heads, but she had only one, but she had everything that rune snakes had, plus the special training from Samuel and Set, She can definitely protect the baby well.

But what did she hear?Chen Ming disappeared at the gate of Newgarmond?How can it be?Why did he suddenly disappear?It is said that someone saw a dazzling green light flashing past, and then Chen Ming disappeared. The green light was like a dozen Aavda Kedavra superimposed together.No one found him, no one knew where he went.

Nagini slipped back into the room against the corner. The baby was waiting for her. She crawled over and surrounded the baby, rubbing her cold head against the baby's cheek, and the baby giggled.He will come back, she said to herself, he will definitely come back, before that, she must protect the safety of the baby.

"Harry," Hermione rushed into the boys' dormitory, "get up."

Harry touched the glasses on the bedside, "What's wrong?"

"Professor McGonagall appointed Tom Riddle Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts!"

"The professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts is very good, at least you don't have to worry about curses, and you can learn more things"

"Harry, get up, it's Tom Riddle!"

Harry still wanted to get under the quilt, but Hermione grabbed him, and Ron beside him had his eyes widened.

"Tom Riddle?!"

Ron groaned and fell back on the pillow, "Merlin! Am I crazy or is Professor McGonagall crazy?!"

"It was suggested by Professor Dumbledore."

"Professor Dumbledore?"

Harry had already retracted under the quilt, "It's okay, Professor Dumbledore must have his plans."

"Harry, what if he goes to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts? What will he teach? Directly teach the Dark Arts?"

"Ron! Since he signed it, he is a professor, and he won't teach this."

"Anyway, it was Voldemort who killed my parents, not Tom Riddle."

The author has something to say: I’m back at school today, and I can’t open any network until Monday. I’m in the computer room at the school, freezing to death, so I stop breathing when it’s so cold

It's a bit small, but it should resume normal updates from tomorrow. I came today and packed up and went to the computer room.I wanted to go back when I was in the car, and I really didn’t want to come. Thinking about it now, when I started writing the article, there was a sense of decompression in it. I can’t suppress myself too much, otherwise, I can’t control it. The anxiety, want to The feeling of destroying everything, I really don’t want to go through it again, but it popped up again when I arrived at school today, suddenly I don’t want to stay in the dormitory. Ignore everything and don't care about anything, because it has nothing to do with me. It's really sad. People can't be without feelings. I don't know what I'm talking about. Thank you for your support.

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