[HP] Dark Godfather

Peter Pettigrew, who passed out after "forget everything", was surrounded by a group of snakes and dragged crookedly to the depths of the secret room. Black would make it appear in front of Dumbledore at the right time.

Blake sat lazily in the high-back chair, tapped the melody of an unknown melody on the armrest with his fingers, and tasted the red wine in his hand from time to time.

In a corner he couldn't see, the transparent air seemed to be folded, approaching Black, who was enjoying himself.

"Would you like a drink, boy?" Black's voice came suddenly.

The transparent air twisted, and a handsome young man appeared behind Black, looking warily at the young man in front of him.After seeing Black's method just now, the young man clearly felt that the man in front of him was more unruly than the Dark Lord.

"You always knew I was here?" The boy slowly turned to Black, with a curious and innocent look.

Blake looked at the black-haired and red-eyed boy in front of him, with a playful smile on his lips, "You look good, kid! He's a type that women like!"

The boy stood still, nodded with a smile, "Thanks for your compliments, I am Tom Marvolo Riddle, a student of Slytherin. May I ask who you are...?"

"Black, Sirius Black," Black smiled and said slowly, looking at the young Dark Lord in front of him.

"It turned out to be a member of the famous Black family, I have long admired you." Tom showed a suddenly realized expression.

Black admired the young devil's acting skills, so he deliberately stared at him and said, "At the same time, I am also Harry Potter's godfather, Harry Potter, I hope you have heard of this name."

There was a deep silence in the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets, and just as Black's voice fell, the fake smile on Tom Riddle's face disappeared.

The black-haired boy stared at Black without blinking, "What do you want to explain, Mr. Black?" The black-haired boy straightened his back, "Harry Potter is related to this chamber of secrets?"

Black shrugged, "I just want to tell you that little Harry is famous, and..." Black took a sip of red wine, "So far, Harry Potter is more famous than you!"

Tom's sight was like a sharp knife, he squinted, "Do you know who I am?"

Black tilted his head, squinted his eyes and nodded slightly, "Salute to the former Dark Lord!" His gesture was so cynical that it aroused the anger of the young devil's heart.

"I remember that the Black family advocates pure blood." The young devil raised his head and said arrogantly.

"Ha, the Black family is absolutely pure," Black sat up straight suddenly, leaned forward and said seriously, "For this reason, Black's ancestors didn't mind interbreeding, I mean—incest." Elegant manners do not match.

The corners of Tom's eyes couldn't help twitching, this Black played his cards completely irrationally, "So, are the eternally pure Black family supporters of Voldemort?" Tom asked tentatively.

"A very staunch supporter, my cousin Bellatrix is ​​even willing to dedicate her whole being to you!" Blake curled his lips and said boringly, "Of course, there is nothing wrong with a woman wanting to marry an ambitious man ..." Blake winked at Tom, "But even Voldemort can't stand Bella's overly enthusiastic woman."

"Obviously, I didn't become your brother-in-law in the future!" Tom followed Black's words, although he was a little crazy in his heart, this conversation was completely led by Black's nose.

"However, you still have a chance..." Black continued to lean forward, looking at Tom sincerely.

"What?" Tom was puzzled.

"I said, I support you being with Bellatrix Black, I support you marrying my cousin..." Black said seriously, and stretched out his hand to make an oath, "For this reason, I am even willing to help you put Get rid of Lestrange—oh, by the way, he's my current brother-in-law, and he's in prison in Azkaban with Bella."

"..." The young Voldemort took a deep breath from his nostrils, and he stared at Black angrily, "Is it ridiculous to tease me?"

"Oh, no..." Black shook his index finger, "Old Black is not joking..." Black stretched out his left hand lightly in a "please" gesture, "please sit down, Tom!"

Tom Riddle was surprised to find that a high-backed chair suddenly appeared behind him, and he didn't feel any magical fluctuations during this process. The young Voldemort carefully considered and sat down gently.

Black nodded in satisfaction, turned back and leaned on the back of the chair, looking deeply at the diary gentleman in front of him.

"I admire you very much..." Blake put his hands under his chin, and said slowly, "When I was 16 years old, I couldn't make Horcruxes, split souls, that must be very painful..."

Voldemort "suddenly" stood up, pointed a wand in his hand at Black, and said sharply, "What do you know?"

"Relax..." Black waved his hand nonchalantly, motioning him to sit down, "As Voldemort's first Horcrux, you're obviously still a little tender..." Black rolled his eyes, looking angrily at the stiff Tom, "I know more than you think, Tom, relax...", Black waved his hand, "As a descendant of Slytherin, you are obviously too immature."

Tom gritted his teeth secretly. Black's contempt made him angry. He noticed that Black used "childish" to describe himself many times in a row.

But Black didn't care about Tom's opinion at all, he continued to spare no effort to fight against the young devil, "the first one, always has some flaws, forever the president of the male student union, always 16 years old, retains the appearance of a boy, and has the appearance of a boy Temperament, youthful impulsiveness and recklessness..." Black sneered, "Where's your host? Where did you hide that little girl from the Weasley family?"

Tom clenched his fists and turned his head away without making a sound.

"Huh? Angry?" Black blinked, tilted his head as if sensing something, nodded and said, "Oh, it turns out that the room hidden in Hai Erbo seems to be dying, tsk tsk tsk!" Black shook his disapproval Shaking his head, "It's so cruel, dear Tom, that girl trusts you very much!"

Tom raised his head suddenly, and the wand in his hand emitted a red light, "Crucio!"

The red spell was disintegrated the instant he approached Black, and Tom disappeared, leaving only a wand, which belonged to Ginny.

Black's eyes became dangerous, and he yelled loudly, "Helbo, bring that girl, alive!"

With a hissing sound, the long basilisk dragged a figure in front of Black, and the fainted Ginny Weasley breathed weakly.

"Where's the diary?" Black frowned. He thought the diary would be on Ginny's body. "You brat, you think you can escape!" Black sneered, "Halpo, find that kid for me!"