HP fangirls dressed as the Dark Lord

This is our sorrow, we can't get what we want, there are too many uncertainties and helplessness in this world, nothing is perfect.

It is impossible to act recklessly. You are not a child. You know what to do and what not to do. No matter where you are, there will be restrictions and rules. This world needs rules and cannot be separated from them.No one is above the rules.Maybe only children can be more wanton.

Cheryl took a sip of black tea, the room was very quiet, Abu didn't know what he was thinking, or no one except himself knew what he was thinking.He has always been like this.

"So, what are we going to do, have you figured it out?"

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The fourth-year students are very excited now, especially the girls. I don't know what they are talking about. This professor is too young. When the headmaster introduced him, he only mentioned his name, Tom Marvolo Riddle, who graduated from Hogwarts Slytherin College.In this way, there have been letters received by students who have studied at Hogwarts in the family, cryptically or clearly asking about Tom Marvolo Riddle's information.

Soon, before class started on Monday, the fourth graders who attended class first exchanged the information they got.

Tom Marvolo Riddle, a graduate of Slytherin College, gentle and elegant, personable, gentle and polite to others, but he doesn't communicate with others very well, he is very handsome, and has never had a girlfriend...

"Haven't had a girlfriend"? !The eyes of the witches suddenly lit up...

It's just that, for some unknown reason, he left Hogwarts before finishing his seventh grade, and disappeared...and only now came back...

Every time they said something, the eyes of the young witches became brighter.And the boys are listening, after all, there are a lot of eavesdropping spells, aren't there?

"By the way," a boy who had been listening for a long time interrupted suddenly, "My cousin works in the Department of International Transportation of the Ministry of Magic. He said that Professor Riddle came back from Germany, and when he came back, he was holding a child."

"What?! Kid?!"

"Impossible, the professor is so young, how could he have a child?!" A girl asked.

"It might be my younger brother..." another girl said.

"Isn't the professor a girlfriend?" Another girl asked.

"Speak clearly!" A girl dragged the boy who had just spoken to him.

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On Monday, the fourth grade Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff had Defense Against the Dark Arts, and the breakfast was very lively, but the handsome professor was missing from the professor's chair.

"Why isn't Professor Riddle here? The first session is Defense Against the Dark Arts..." This was Hufflepuff.

"By the way, how about the research on what happened to Professor Riddle's red eyes?" This was Ravenclaw.

"If the eyes are red, it should be of some kind of magical creature blood. But what kind of magical creature has red eyes?"

"Could it be a blood race?" Someone uttered shocking words.

Bloodlines?Without exception, they are all red eyes, but the eyes of the blood race are not so clear...

Slytherin has been silent, because after Chen Ming left Hogwarts, someone issued a gag order in Slytherin, ordering everyone in Slytherin not to mention the name Tom Marvolo Riddle. No one objected, because The person who gave the password was the pride of Slytherin - Abraxas Malfoy.

When Chen Ming got up, the baby was still sleeping, and Nagini sneaked into the secret room to find Set. She hadn't seen Set for a long time, and she hadn't seen him since she left, and she didn't know what happened.Chen Ming did not find Set in Hogwarts 50 years later, but the Chamber of Secrets did, and everything in it was there, except Set.The empty secret room was full of corpses, damp and dark, but there were traces of Set's existence, but they were nowhere to be found.

It was only later that Chen Ming learned that Set was released by the "eternal student council president" 16-year-old Voldemort when the savior Harry Potter was in the second grade, causing panic throughout the school, and was finally killed by Harry Potter.

Set... not even the last trace of contact...

After he came back, Chen Ming also wanted to see Set. He still had something to do with Samuel, and only Set could find Samuel.

This is a tower located high up, which is very different from the Slytherin lounge located in the cellar. When the weather is good, it feels like the room is full of beating sunlight.

Chen Ming opened the curtains and the sunlight came in. The baby moved a bit, turned over and continued to sleep. Chen Ming walked to the bed, stroked the baby's soft black hair, and kissed the baby lightly on the forehead. The faint milky fragrance smelled so good that Chen Ming couldn't help sniffing it a few more times.The baby wrinkled his face in the dream, and waved his hands to drive Chen Ming away. Chen Ming smiled and got up to go to the bathroom.

When Chen Ming came out of the bathroom, the baby had already woken up, was sitting on the bed rubbing his eyes, and when he saw Chen Ming, he made a gesture to rush forward, "Daddy, good morning~" Chen Ming's heart was tickled by the soft and creepy voice.

"Sariel, morning~" Chen Ming hugged the baby and gave him a good morning kiss, "What are we going to eat this morning? I have class this morning, so I can't accompany the baby, you have to be good~ Dad comes back to see you after class, "Chen Ming carried the baby into the bathroom to wash the baby, and said, "After breakfast, the baby will go to Mrs. Mier in the medical wing. She will accompany you, just like Aunt Diana at Uncle Arancis's house. ,do you know?"

The baby listened and nodded, "Then dad has to come back soon~"

The baby raised his head and looked at Chen Ming with big wet eyes, "Don't be like last time!"

"I promise you, I won't abandon Sariel, I won't leave Sariel, forever."

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The Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom was full of people early on. Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff students were discussing something in a low voice. The professors are different, and the classroom layout is also different. Professor Mellas is very old. This class is somewhat overwhelmed, after all.Anyone who chooses will choose the young one over the old one.

The bell for class rang and echoed in the castle, and the sound of hurried running could be heard.Most of these students are late students, and they may still have two mouthfuls of bread in their mouths.But after the ringing, the outside gradually quieted down, and there was no sound.

Pushing the door open with one hand, the student raised his head to take a closer look.First a hand, a sleeve, and then the whole person walks in.The black robe has patterns embroidered with silk thread of the same color, and it seems to be glowing when walking. There is no trace of jewelry on the body, and there are no complicated ornaments on the Slytherins.Looking up, fair to pale skin, thin lips pursed, and charming red eyes, while the eye waves flow, but feel the coldness inside.

The whole person is so delicate that he doesn't look like a person.Abraxas Malfoy is known as the platinum monster. It can be said that there is no one in the wizarding world who can compare with Abraxas Malfoy. Now, this person is not much behind Abu in appearance, and even surpasses him a little.Abu's body gives people too complicated a feeling, the cold aura of this person surrounds him, making people afraid to go forward.Now, they can't wait to be born a few years earlier and study with Professor Riddle when he is at Hogwarts.

Chen Ming stood on the podium, put the textbook in his hand on the table, glanced at the classroom full of students, and said slowly, "Good morning, everyone, I am Tom Riddle, your new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, starting today , let me teach the Defense Against the Dark Arts class."

He opened the book, his nails were neatly trimmed, and there was a faint pink under the light, which was already stupefied. "Professor Mellors, who is retired, also taught me Defense Against the Dark Arts," said a clear and cold voice. It's not big, but there was no sound below, "Professor Melles is an excellent professor, he has a wealth of knowledge about Defense Against the Dark Arts, you can learn a lot of knowledge from him, it can be said that it is not only about Defense Against the Dark Arts " He paused for a moment, "It's just that Professor Mellas retired due to health reasons, and I feel very sorry that I couldn't finish teaching this semester."

"I don't know how to call names. Students who don't want to take this course don't have to come. I won't pursue it. I have a word to say. What I have learned is my own. I can avoid such things as copying homework to deal with the teacher." Someone moved below, but no one spoke.

"You have been studying magic knowledge for almost four years, and spent four years at Hogwarts. So, I have a question, why do you want to learn magic, what is the reason for learning magic? To extend it, it is why Do you want to learn Defense Against the Dark Arts? Can anyone answer this question."

"Professor Riddle," a Ravenclaw girl stood up, "As for the first question, I want to say that the reason we learn magic is that we are wizards, so we have to learn how to control magic...

Chen Ming suddenly thought of a sentence, "We are endowed with abilities, and this ability gives us the power to rule. We strive for rule for the greater good."

...for the greater good - FORTHEGREATERGOOD... Dumbledore and Grindelwald...

He regained his sanity and heard the girl continue, "...and there are many kinds of magic. The evil ones that cause huge consequences are black magic. The purpose of learning Defense Against Dark Arts is to resist black magic as much as possible."

Chen Ming nodded and motioned the girl to sit down, "That's right, black magic cannot be completely resisted, such as the three unforgivable curses, these, nothing can resist, and the reason why black magic is called black magic is because he caused it. The damage is great and the price to pay is great, but we still cannot do without black magic."

Someone below wants to refute. "On the battlefield, everyone else is using Avada Kedavra, what about you, saying that black magic is evil, we don't use it, we use 'Acute Arms'?"

Someone sneered, "This class is Defense Against the Dark Arts. If you don't understand black magic, you can't defend against it. You all know the three unforgivable curses, but this is actually the simplest black magic, which is more evil than this. There are many more serious consequences, such as 'separation of flesh and blood'."

"This spell has no limit. Once it is recited, all people or animals in the range are just a pile of bones and flesh..." Some girls felt sick when they imagined this scene.

"Of course, not everyone can use this spell. A lot of black magic requires conditions, and if you don't meet the conditions, you can't cast the spell."

"There are also some that are passed down through blood. As wizards intermarry from generation to generation, the blood that is passed down becomes less and less, and a lot of black magic is also lost."

"There is no clear black and white in this world, and there is no clear dividing line between white magic and black magic."

He had already recited countless Avada Kedavra on the battlefield, and there was also a separation of flesh and blood that was even more evil than that.They are still children, and they don't really know what is life and what is the desire to survive.Just because you don't kill others doesn't mean they won't kill you, sympathy?what is that?Can you survive?You know, he was not only on the battlefield of the saints, but also the battlefield of the Muggles. The plane roared in the sky, and dropped a bomb from time to time. Gunshots, explosions, and roars were mixed together, and the groans of those who were hit could not be heard at all in this environment.

People who have killed people are different. When they heard this sentence, they still looked disapproving, but now, he finally understands.People who have killed people can be seen, because you know that you have killed people.

As get out of class was approaching, Chen Ming said calmly, "This homework, 'The Development of Black Magic', has no word limit, and it's due next Monday."

The author has something to say: I went to the library today to borrow a book called The Beauty of Eloquence, and I was very excited to watch the Nuremberg Trial. Sure enough, only the Anglo-American law system can have such a wonderful debate. Well, it is very appetizing... While reading the book Listening to Fenghualu, I feel rippling~~~~