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

?Voldemort stood up and saw Orion hurriedly walking towards the gate of the manor through the window. In fact, the issue of marriage was mentioned before he entered Oz.All the Death Eaters who were around his age years ago were all married and had children, and even Malfoy had children.So his singleness is obviously incomprehensible to this group of nobles.

However, as Moriarty had despised before, the wizarding world was quite conservative in this respect, so conservative that two men together seemed inconceivable to wizards.

Voldemort could imagine how turbulent it would be among the nobles who valued the succession of his sons when his liking for men became known to them, and there might be some good-natured people who would take advantage of this to make a big fuss.

He rubbed his forehead, twirled the ring on his finger and regained his composure: now is not the time, just wait... until the situation stabilizes a bit.

Recently, the dark tide in the magic world is turbulent, and the nobles who have been silent for more than a year have begun to take action.Because the movement was not small, and they had no attempt to cover up, the attention of the entire wizarding world was attracted to them for a while.

First of all, wizards began to enter and leave the manor of the dark wizard one after another. Horse-drawn carriages stopped every day on the gravel road at the entrance of the famous manor.The second is that the nobles who have always looked above the top don't know what kind of madness they have collectively, and they suddenly become polite to their colleagues in the Department of Prohibiting the Misuse of Muggle Items in the Ministry of Magic.According to a member of the department who did not want to be named, the group of nobles came to visit his office these days when they had nothing to do, and from time to time they pretended to inadvertently ask about the purpose of those Muggle items.

Now the other wizards were confused.They have been terrified for so many days, and this is what they finally got?What about the massacre?What about bloody revenge?What about the Dark Mark?Except for an appearance at the headquarters of the Ministry of Magic some time ago, the Duke of Darkness has basically never appeared in the public eye. He doesn't know what conspiracy he is planning in his evil magic manor.However, what conspiracy would allow him to order his henchmen to touch Muggle things?

The group of purebloods who usually feel their ears are polluted when they hear the word Muggle don't protest their master?There is also the iron law of magic secrecy, and the head of the Ministry of Magic, Jenkins, doesn't care whether these are nobles under his name?

Countless questions filled the heads of the wizards, and after thinking for a long time, they still couldn't figure out what the Dark Lord was going to do.Minister Jenkins reprimanded several pure-blood nobles who openly went to other departments to "study" during their work hours.

He reprimanded this group of subordinates on the first day, and received a letter from the Black Duke on the second day.

No one knew what was written in the letter. Others only knew that after Jenkins read the letter, he went to Principal Dumbledore with a dark face.Everyone was talking about it, wondering what strange tricks the Black Duke had used to deal with the venerable White Wizard.

However, this time it was really not framed, and Dumbledore had a solemn expression on Dumbledore's face that Jenkins had never seen before.The blue-eyed wizard didn't blink even in the face of the menacing Dark Lord, and could chat with a smile.

But now, Jenkins couldn't help straightening his already straight back even more.

He considered his words before opening his mouth: "I came to visit you this time because I heard that a wizard from the Order of the Phoenix took the initiative to disarm the Muggles?"

Dumbledore paused and nodded.

Both men knew where Jenkins heard about it.

Seeing Dumbledore's admission, Jenkins' expression became annoyed. He shook his head and walked back and forth a few steps with his hands behind his back. The portraits of other principals in the principal's office followed Dumbledore's steps, eyes Uniform left to right.

Finally, Jenkins stopped, shook his head again and sighed to Dumbledore: "This is your fault. Didn't you say last time that we will make an exception for the sake of the Dark Lord? Why are we still in touch! Dumbledore Principal Lido, this doesn't seem like a mistake you'd make."

Dumbledore also sighed. He rested his pagoda-shaped fingers on his chin, sat behind the table and looked at Jenkins and said softly, "I was negligent."

Neglect of the management of the Order of the Phoenix, neglect of man's desire for power, and neglect of... Muggles.

Thinking of the bloody corpses of those two subordinates, Dumbledore couldn't help but feel a burst of heartache.The only one alive is also lying in St. Mungo's, he seems to be very traumatized, almost insane, and the doctors in St. Mungo's are doing everything they can to treat him.

He didn't expect that this kind of situation could be achieved by Muggle means.

Jenkins walked to the table, bent his hands to prop up the table full of decorations and parchment, and lowered his head to stare into Dumbledore's eyes: "You must send that wizard to the Wizengamot to explain, this piece This is a serious breach of the Statute of Magical Secrecy."

Dumbledore pondered for a moment, then nodded: "I know. But Bruce hasn't woken up yet."

Jenkins straightened up and said to him expressionlessly: "I will help find someone to treat him, but I hope that you will not visit him again in the following period. Also, you will not talk to him again. Contact with Muggles, and the Ministry of Magic will take over the rest."

"...Yes, Mr. Minister." Dumbledore replied after a moment of silence.

Jenkins left soon after, and Dumbledore watched through the window as his carriage drove out of the campus and up the hill, and disappeared around the corner of the road, sighing.

"It's not your fault, Albus," reassured him from a portrait of a blond woman, Headmaster Doris, who was a therapist at St. Mungo's before becoming Headmaster of Hogwarts, and her The level of healing magic has not been surpassed by anyone hundreds of years after her death, "You don't know that they will contact Muggles without telling you. But I really want to see your hapless subordinate, after all What would he go through to go crazy?"

While talking, Doris propped her head to think about healing magic. She is a gentle and kind witch with a bit of research madness. This portrait of her seems to further develop her research spirit.

Dumbledore stood by the window and said nothing.He had an idea, but he didn't want to say it, because if he told these portraits, no, he should tell any other wizard, they might think he was joking.

Because he thought Bruce was being tortured insane by Muggles.

"So you did research with wizards!" Voldemort thought that his endurance after living in Oz was good enough, but after he heard Moriarty, who confessed the truth under his own pressure, uttered those words , for a moment, he really wanted to pull out his wand and throw him a jinx.

What did he think of a wizard!

However, Moriarty still had an innocent face. He sat with his legs crossed under the garden pavilion and spread his hands and shrugged: "I'm just curious about where your magic powers come from. Obviously, the body structure is the same, isn't it? There is magic, we don't. Don't you wonder what makes the magic, blood, or organs, or brains, or something else?

"Of course not!" Voldemort growled, clenched his fists, and told himself that there was no need to be angry with a bitch wizard of the Order of the Phoenix and Moriarty.But... Merlin, he almost sliced ​​off a wizard's brain!A Muggle!

Voldemort gritted his teeth and stared at Moriarty for a long time, and squeezed out the words from between his teeth: "Next time, you are not allowed to experiment with wizards."

Well, he just heard the term experiment from Moriarty.Just thinking about it makes him feel angry, when wizards can be treated like animals by Muggles!Not even if it's a bitch wizard!

Moriarty was also upset, his face was expressionless, his eyes were dark: "I didn't touch your men."

"So what, I allow you to kill wizards, but I won't let you treat wizards like puppies or cats!" The wizard robe on Voldemort's body swelled up slightly due to the magic power he aroused, and the hem rose and sucked like a breath. There was a flash of red in his restored dark brown eyes.

The hell roses in the garden were overwhelmed by his magic and fell all around.

Moriarty could clearly feel the air thicken, and an invisible force weighed heavily on his shoulders. He lowered his raised legs, put his hands flat on his thighs, and stared at Voldemort: "Are you going to turn against me for an insignificant person?"

He thought his words were polite enough.It was true what he had said the first time he slept with him, he had never paid more attention to someone than Tom Riddle.In this world, anyone who dares to talk to him like this, who dares to do this, is either dead or dying.

Only Tom Riddle.He was digging his heart and soul out of him, and now the other party is treating him like this for a fool?Wizard, huh, what a big deal.

To Moriarty, Tom Riddle, and the wizarding community in general, looked like a spoiled child by his father.They did go further than Muggles in talent, and then what?And then there is none!Their magic is both their strength and the gap that limits their development.

Because of magic, wizards are far behind ordinary people in other aspects.Besides, even if they had magic, Moriarty dared to say that if he or even Mycroft Holmes came, they could kill this group of arrogant wizards!

Voldemort saw the sarcasm clearly in Moriarty's eyes, and he squeezed his hand even tighter.He swears, he has never been so angry before!I've never been so aggrieved!He was even angry at himself why he didn't do anything, what were he waiting for, he should just throw a Cruciatus Curse on this Muggle!

Why did he, Voldemort, refuse to do anything!

Take a deep breath, and take another deep breath.However, the magic pressure on his body was rising steadily, the flowers and plants in the garden trembled and rustled, and all the roses had been completely crushed to the ground, with their stems bent.

"Jim Moriarty," Voldemort pronounced his name word by word, and said coldly, "I'm not turning against you because of that wizard, I'm because of your attitude towards wizards. You accused me of looking down on Muggles, I Admit it. But how have you ever respected our wizards? Today you can send a wizard to the dissecting table, and someday in the future, will you raise a group of wizards in captivity as your pets?"

Thanks to the Muggle books he read recently, Voldemort hadn't even thought he'd use the word dissecting table.He was trying to learn from Muggles and learn to respect him, so he should ask Moriarty to lower his damned noble head, which he never wanted to lower!

Voldemort had already made a decision in his heart, if Moriarty was still unwilling to make a promise, then he would simply kill him right here.

He's too smart and too dangerous.He couldn't let such a Muggle who knew the wizarding world and had bad intentions towards wizards walk out of his manor.

He couldn't let the wizarding world be destroyed because of his pain!

Although, Voldemort felt, his entire throat was tightly clamped and he couldn't breathe!

However, the reason why lunatics are lunatics is that ordinary people have no idea what they are thinking, nor what they will do next.

Moriarty is a typical example.After hearing Voldemort's words, he actually laughed, his face instantly lost all murderous intent, and he was extremely happy. He jumped off the pavilion under the pressure on his body, put his arms around Voldemort's shoulders and said with a smile: "My dear, You said it earlier, it turned out that you were only angry because of this. Okay, okay, take back your magic power, I’m so sick, it’s okay, I will never touch other wizards’ bodies in the future, huh, how about it ? Happy?"

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