[Comprehensive British and American] The Dark Lord's Growth History

? What kind of rumors did he hear about the Dark Lord?

"Cruel, indifferent! Unreasonable! He is a lunatic." This is a so-called wizard born from an ordinary person.

"A politician with good means, he shouted quite loudly, but unfortunately he didn't realize that there are only a few pure-blood wizards in the magic world now." Some half-blood wizards commented this way.

Some half-blood wizards said that the Duke of Darkness was a powerful dark wizard, and such strength ensured that he would run rampant in the wizarding world and the Ministry of Magic couldn't do anything about him.

As for the pure-blood wizards, the backbone of the Dark Lord?Oh, it's been such a short time that he hasn't hooked up with that group of guys who are rigid and look down on ordinary people who can't do magic.Wizards call ordinary people "Muggles", while those pure-blooded Muggle-born wizards are called "Mudbloods". It is really a society with distinct classes.Most of the wealth is in the hands of a few pure-blood nobles, leaving a large number of half-bloods and Muggle wizards serving these nobles in the middle and lower classes, the Ministry of Magic?That institution was worse than their British government. As far as he knew, many important positions in it were firmly held by nobles.

In addition to the "Death Eaters" who support the Dark Lord's side, there is another force that contends with them, the "Order of the Phoenix", and the Death Eaters who are basically pure-blooded nobles (or at least talented mixed-bloods), the Order of the Phoenix There are basically half-bloods and Muggle wizards in it, but, amazingly, there are pure bloods in it.They would rather abandon the "beautiful future" described by the Dark Lord and join the Order of the Phoenix for the nobles. Apart from being rejected by other nobles, a large part of the reason is the leaders of the Order of the Phoenix.That Headmaster Dumbledore was once the teacher of the Dark Lord.

Moriarty was sitting on the bed, clasping his hands together on his chin, thinking. Tom Riddle had gone to the library and was not in the dormitory for the time being. Several of the books he had borrowed before were works on psychology, which proved that he and Han Nibal Lecter's relationship is indeed delicate.A dark wizard who should have despised Muggles, and an old monster who can see through everyone's heart, they became the relationship between the professor and the taught.

Dr. Lecter must have done something to touch Riddle's bottom line, something to do with magic... Did he find out that Riddle was a wizard?No, it won't be that simple.Just that, Riddle won't make a move.So is it related to Riddle himself, and only related to him... Childhood?Or a life-threatening secret?

In any case, even if the magic power is sealed, the Dark Lord is still the Dark Lord.

Moriarty's sharp white teeth flashed in his mouth, and his eyes shone faintly.He was lying sideways on the bed with his legs together and his body straight, as if he was in a tense posture like a soldier standing guard. With his hands hanging above his head, he gently stroked the barbed wire above his head and the white mattress on top.Suddenly, his hand stopped.

A burst of uncontrollable laughter leaked from the corner of Moriarty's mouth, his chest vibrated, as if the smile squeezed out of his throat was caught in his muttering: "Why didn't I think of it before, this is The key... I didn't expect..."

The Oz riots, the Dark Lord whose magic power was sealed, the United States across the ocean from Britain, Muggle prisons, the wizarding world, wizard nobles who looked down on Muggles.

The clues are so obvious!He had ignored it before.

Why did Riddle take action, why did he participate in this riot?It's not just because he finds it funny, or just out of revenge, he's sending a message!Send a message to his men through the media reporting on this top prison riot.His magic power was sealed and he was thrown into a Muggle prison in the United States. No matter who came up with this method, his strategy is indeed brilliant!However, Riddle was more skilled.He is calling his men.

Moriarty laughed more violently, his hands resting on the barbed wire were clenched into fists, and his eyes were full of smiles: But so far, no one has come to Riddle, he heard from O'Reilly Speaking of which, no one has visited Riddle since he entered Oz, which means that either his subordinates missed the message that he finally sent, or those British wizards were stopped by the magic world on the American side.

Either way, it was just right to help him.

Jumping up from the bed, Moriarty jumped on the ground and walked back and forth twice, his mind spinning rapidly, and soon a plan was formed - with this Dark Lord, the door of the wizarding world will be completely opened to him!He rubbed his hands, pushed open the door to find the key figure in the plan.

As soon as Riddle came out of the library, he saw Moriarty walking towards him in a hurry. When his eyes caught him, he was surprised.

... What the hell is he trying to do?Tom narrowed his eyes, letting Moriarty grab his wrist and drag him into a corner.Immediately afterwards, he heard the muggle greet him in a low voice: "Good afternoon, Lord Dark Duke."

In an instant, sparks burst from Tom's beautiful red eyes.He quickly turned around and pushed Moriarty back against the wall, the impact was so strong that both of them could clearly hear the dull thud of Moriarty's back hitting the wall.

The person who was pressed against the wall grinned: "Oh, it hurts! Can you fucking lighten it?"

But Tom didn't care about this. He squeezed Moriarty's shoulder tightly, put his other hand on his ear, and lowered his head and asked, "How do you know?" His voice was hoarse and gloomy, full of murderous intent, like a The poisonous snake hissed and spit out a bright red snake letter.

Moriarty still had a smile on his face, he reached out and patted Riddle's shoulder nonchalantly, trying to push him away, at least away from his neck: "Calm down, I'm an Englishman anyway .”

Tom ignored the thrust, and hung his head over the opponent's shoulders without moving. Ozzy's long bangs, which had not been cut short, fell on Moriarty's neck, causing a series of goosebumps: "Answer me !"

Moriarty had no choice but to tilt his head, and kept his fragile neck away from the devil's seemingly strong white teeth: "I answered you, I'm an Englishman, so I know you're normal."

"Fart!" Tom cursed, the veins on the back of the hand holding Moriarty's shoulder were bulging, and the knuckles were turning white with force, "Are you a wizard too?"

Compared to his agitation, Moriarty was much calmer. He turned his head and approached Tom again. This time it was his turn to put his head in the other's shoulder, and sighed in an aria that was almost a lover's whisper: "No, I'm just a Muggle. I'm just a Muggle who happens to know the Dark Lord."

Tom froze for a moment, but the strength in his hand gradually relaxed. At this time, if a third person saw the posture of him and Moriarty, he would definitely think that they were flirting.And when he looked sideways at Moriarty, his pair of wine-red eyes that settled down even confused the latter, making him unable to resist reaching out to touch the other's eyelids.

Tom let him move, as if he had turned into a handsome pale statue, and only the steady breathing proved that he was still alive.

Moriarty felt the warm breath on his wrist, his eyes darkened and he said hoarsely, "What are you thinking?"

"..." Tom froze for a moment, then replied seriously, "I'm trying to kill you."

Moriarty laughed, showing his sharp canine teeth. The tip of his red tongue swept across his lower lip before retracting, "What if I say, I want to cooperate with you?"

"how do you want to do it?"

"Your eyes are beautiful." Moriarty suddenly moved away from the subject, slid his fingers down along the line of Riddle's cheeks, and finally lightly brushed his thin lips, resting on his chin and pinching, " I heard it wasn't originally red? How did it become so beautiful?"

Just as Tom was about to get angry, he caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of his eye. It was a prison guard walking by both sides of him. Seeing the two embracing each other in the corner, the "ear-to-ear" prisoner frowned, holding a shiny black baton. in hand.

So he had no choice but to follow Moriarty's strength and let the other party shorten the distance between the two until the two faces were only one centimeter apart, and they could clearly feel the other party's breath spraying on the air in the narrow space. on your own skin.

The black eyes looked at the red ones, and the high bridge of the nose rubbed against each other lightly. Riddle gritted his teeth and threatened in a low voice: "Jim Moriarty!"

"Okay, okay..." Moriarty heard the footsteps behind him gradually getting smaller, and slowly backed away, watching Riddle, who was glaring at him, let go of his hand and took a step back with a smile, "If you want to go out, I will go out too." Think. Why don't we team up?"

Tom stared at him, and withdrew his hand. The hand that was on Moriarty's shoulder was clamped tightly by the other party just now. The bones in his wrist were pinched and rattling, and the circle of bloodless skin was gone. famous.He rubbed his sore wrist, looked at Moriarty who was spreading his hands sincerely, sneered and said nothing.

"I think the person you've been waiting for hasn't arrived yet, right? Don't you worry that the enemy will follow and take you away before your people find you? At that time, your previous efforts will be worthless." We’ve fallen short.” Moriarty stared sideways at Tom, not letting go of any fluctuations in his expression, “So why don’t we cooperate, I’ll contact you for you, and then you help me out. owe."

"what do you think?"

What do you think?It would be great if it was as he said.But, is he really worthy of his trust?Tom looked at Moriarty.The light from outside shone into this dark corner from behind him, clearly outlining his figure in a simple shirt and slacks, his eyes in the shadows possessed a strange power, like a flame burning inside, Like ice flakes floating on the surface of dark water, his tone is full of provocative power.Black hair, black eyes, more like the seductive and corrupt devil in the Muggle Bible than Moriarty himself.

It should be said that they are each other.

Tom pondered for a while and said to Moriarty, "I'm going to think about it."

Moriarty raised one corner of his mouth, the flames in his eyes jumped, and ripples appeared on the water: "Okay, I'll wait."

"..." Tom walked out of a blind corner in a state of distraught, and passed by Moriarty who had put his hands in his trouser pockets. When he walked through the hall, he found that all the prisoners inside were staring at him, which made him feel uncomfortable. Annoyed, he became even more irritable. He grabbed the collar of the person next to him and asked angrily, "What are you looking at! Do you need me to gouge your eyes out?"

"Riddle! Why are you still here?" O'Reilly sprang out from nowhere. He held Tom's raised fist and revealed the mystery to him. "Have you seen the Tooth Fairy? He and the You look exactly the same!"?