The Handsome Dark Lord[Comprehensive]

Hungry for a long time, Harry wolfed down his food at the dining table, only to find that there was more than half of Tom's plate left.The latter saw that he still didn't want to finish, and took the initiative to push his own to him.

"...Why do you eat so little?" Harry finally couldn't help asking.

Tom's anorexia didn't happen once or twice.He was worried and wondering all the time, but he just didn't have a chance to ask.

"My body is different," Tom replied curtly, obviously not intending to answer today. "I don't like having house-elves make new ones, but it will take a while."

Only a piece of steak was missing from his plate, and the rest of the fried fish and potatoes were barely touched, which Harry thought was unnecessary and waved his hand nonchalantly.

The way he feasted reminded Tom.They are different, Harry is still growing and the demands of everyday life are high...

At night, Tom was still busy with some bad business on the first floor.Harry didn't think much of it, but at least it was always right to wait for someone to come up and say a few words before going to bed.As a result, I didn't wait for a long time, but instead I waited for a big python.

【Tom asked me to come and accompany you. 】Nagini hissed and spit out the letter and climbed onto the bed,【It's really troublesome. 】

Harry was flipping through Quidditch magazine, and the cover star of this issue was his old friend Viktor Krum again.His performance in this year's league was amazing. Following the fake action of Lonski, he staged two consecutive interceptions by Rivers, who came back from the Jedi. Public opinion heatedly discussed that he almost became the first player to complete a hat-trick in the league in ten years. Seeker.

【If you want me to say, even two interceptions by Rivers are powerful enough...】

Harry's murmurs were also translated into Parseltongue by Nagini, and it was the first time Nagini had heard authentic Quidditch terminology for so many years.

【What did you say? ] asked Nagini.

【nothing. 】Harry closed the magazine, turned over and lay down on the bed, 【What time does he plan to go to bed? 】

[Who knows, maybe I won't sleep anymore. ] Nagini said.

Harry asked strangely, 【How can he be so strong without eating or sleeping? 】

[Because it's Tom. ] Nagini said as a matter of course, [and it has always been like this.We used to have nothing to eat, and a smelly woman forced them to work every day, so we could only do our own things at night.It's a pity I didn't eat her. 】

Nagini's confused appellation didn't interfere with Harry's accurate understanding.

The word squeeze is very offensive when it is used on Tom, usually he is the one who uses this word to enslave others.But Harry knew what he had been through.

[Is it time for the orphanage? 】

[It seems to be called so. ] Nagini didn't have the concept of an orphanage, and Tom didn't like to mention it.

Harry fell silent.It seems to be imagining the scene of young Tom in the orphanage.

It is easy to feel pity at first thought, but he has seen the 11-year-old boy in Dumbledore's memory, and even then his performance was domineering and aggressive.

He smiled helplessly.Even in that situation, Tom was the little bully who ran amok among the children, and it was hard to sympathize.

But in another way, Nagini's words inspired him.

It is no accident that Tom's physical fitness is far beyond ordinary people.In other words, it is precisely because of his strong energy and physical fitness that he can survive from that difficult environment, and even become a fearsome and terrifying dark wizard.

This fact is both cold and cruel, and there is no room for softness.

It is precisely because of adapting to this ruthless environment that Tom can survive so far.So there is neither love nor home in his concept.These are all drags that don't fit in with that environment.

When Harry realized this, he couldn't contain his discomfort.

Unlike when he saw Tom the boy in the Pensieve, there was now no object for his sympathy to project.

Tom has adapted well to all the coldness and darkness from the beginning to the end, and he is so good at playing and dominating them in turn.But his conscience was throbbing with this fact.

Nagini's tail flapped side to side and touched his arm.

Harry recovered from his contemplation and stroked her lightly.

【Thank you, Nagini. 】

He sighed softly, not knowing what to thank.

Maybe it's just her presence itself.

Nagini didn't understand either.But she said: [You're welcome. 】

Just courtesy of a snake.

Harry smiled and tossed the magazine aside.

[I'm going to sleep, I don't need to accompany you.You can go back to your place. 】

Nagini shook his head, 【Don't you want to go out?Tom is too busy to recognize anyone, I have to open the door for you. 】

Harry heard the overtones: [He allowed me to leave the room? 】

Nagini nodded, then shook his head: [Can't go downstairs.And only I can open the door. 】

Harry exhaled and sat up in bed.

【I knew that agreeing to his request would be digging my own grave. 】

He cleaned up his excess sympathy, changed his clothes and got ready for bed.

Nagini slid into the bathroom after him.

【You seem to be angry. 】

Harry finished applying toothpaste, shrugged, and started brushing.

[But he said that he had to meet a lot of people tomorrow, and he didn't have time to take care of you, so he brought me here specially. ] Nagini nimbly ran to the sink, facing him.The movements are very skillful, as if they have been done more than once, [I can't go downstairs because of this. 】

Harry thought with a bubble in his mouth, spat out the toothpaste in his mouth and asked: 【Death Eater? 】

Nagini's smuggler nodded.

The Dark Lord talked to the Death Eaters, so he couldn't visit his subordinates' homes one by one, he could only call them all to the castle.And the identities of many Death Eaters are still secrets and cannot be known by him.

Thinking of this level, Harry nodded and accepted the explanation.

Nagini stared at him until he went to bed.Harry didn't expect to say this to a snake on the first night he came to his boyfriend's house: 【Good night. 】

The yellow vertical pupils in the darkness looked at him: [Good night. 】

Harry closed his eyes, feeling the gaze stay on.He didn't mind, but when he was about to fall asleep, there was a faint hissing sound.

[What do you mean by Rivers interception? 】

【…】

Over the next few days, Tom was completely absorbed in the accumulation of affairs.

After letting go for a long time, the Death Eaters' power in the Ministry of Magic has grown little.Although Minister Fudge is a fool and only has a few cronies in the office, it is precisely because of this that it is difficult to catch them all in one go. Coupled with the secret promotion of the Order of the Phoenix, the connection between half-blood wizards and hemp-blood wizards has been strengthened, and Dumbledore is even rarer. Time himself took the initiative to settle a false accusation plot hatched by the Death Eaters.The already fragmented Death Eater camp was hit hard, and his briefcase was filled with a snowflake of resurrection letters, all of which were the gossip of those smart people who planned to counterattack and retaliate.

If this group of idiots goes on like this, they will be scattered into a plate of sand by themselves.

Tom swept away most (in his opinion) trivial resurrection letters, picked the ones that needed the most beating, and stirred up a green flame to burn them, which represented the summoning of the messenger.

The Tinta Wine Castle, which has been silent for a long time, ushered in successive black wizards again.

When Yaxley arrived, there were two figures huddled in the dark hall on the first floor.

Not surprisingly, he discovered that they were the Carlo brothers and sisters who had recently failed to falsely accuse Cortland and were falling into the vortex of public opinion.

"Master...please...we will make it up, we will definitely kill that Mudblood!" Brother Carlo vowed.

"Give us time, master," Carlos pleaded eagerly, "he moved into the safe house on the night of the trial, but we attacked his wife—"

Her voice stopped abruptly because Brother Carlo was hit by the Cruciatus Curse.

Seeing this, Yaxley stepped aside, there were already several Death Eaters waiting there, and he didn't dare to take a breath.

Voldemort's eyes did not fall on the punished brother Carlo, but asked the pale-faced sister Carlo.

"Tell me, is Mrs. Cortland alive?"

Ka Luomei was speechless, and said with difficulty: "I, we... were escaped by her."

"Escaped?" Voldemort sneered, looking at Yaxley, "I haven't said hello to you yet, Yaxley."

Yaxley immediately stepped out and said obediently, "Master."

"Is it true that Alecto said that Lady Cortland escaped from them?"

"As far as I know, Mrs. Cortland asked the Aurors for help. The Carlos had to retreat to hide their identities."

"Bribing Law Enforcement Secretary Kirtland failed, false accusation of corruption failed, and finally the sneak attack was driven away by Auror." Voldemort concluded sarcastically, "You are really capable."

Carol's body lay low, trying to shrink into a ball as small as possible.

"But the most unforgivable thing," said Voldemort, standing up and approaching her, "was trying to deceive me."

Brother Carlo's sobs disappeared at some point.Carol's body trembled visibly.

Yaxley felt no sympathy.The Carlos deserved to end up like this a long time ago. They would only spend their family wealth recklessly. They were the ones who raised the greedy idiots in the Ministry of Magic.He still gnawed hard at Kirtland, a stinky rock that could not be eaten by oil and salt. If they really gnawed him down, he would be in the Ministry of Magic for nothing.

The meeting went on all afternoon. Apart from the Carlo brothers and sisters, several Death Eaters were severely punished, including Yaxley himself—his plan to win over Crowell was also frequently thwarted—but he had no sense of existence. , Lucius, who was exiled to the Muggle world to farm, handed over a glittering answer sheet.

"Master, a large amount of Muggle currency can be converted into gold. After being processed by the special magic of goblins, it will become our gold galleon." Lucius said excitedly, "I have persuaded a person who works at Gringotts Fairy, it will be processed for me on a regular basis every week."

Yaxley was amused. The conversion between Muggle currency and Galleons was no secret. He just wanted to go to the Muggle world to earn money, find a way to convert it into gold, and find a group of goblins to convert it a little bit... Few wizards can make it all the way, and it takes time and effort. It's better to work to earn money by yourself. Why is Malfoy so excited?

He paid attention to Voldemort, expecting him to attack Malfoy, but he only saw him propping his brow bone, half-closed his eyes, and asked sharply: "How much can you process at one time?"

"Four to five hundred Galleons!" Lucius said, "One day. He won't work for me for two days on weekends."

Yaxley looked at him in disbelief. Five hundred Galleons?Malfoy is poor and crazy?

But there were other Death Eaters who figured out the huge benefits behind it.Although five hundred Galleons was not worth mentioning to many pure-blood families with rich families, but it might be the monthly salary of many ordinary wizards.

And a goblin can be made in just one day.

Even with the most relaxed working hours, it can produce more than [-] Galleons a month.

Lucius was proudly enjoying the surprised gazes from several smart Death Eaters.It was not in vain that he worked so hard to get into the Muggle world to study finance for several months, and he also worked hard to deal with goblins. After being rejected, he had to endure the ridicule and ridicule of countless wizarding families.

In fact, he didn't expect any surprises at all at first, he just didn't want to sit around and stare at the huge wealth he had acquired in the Muggle world.But it wasn't until he ruthlessly dealt with a goblin and broke through the last hurdle of the road to wealth circulation that he realized how amazing the goblin had concealed from them.

Although wizards have always known that goblins are greedy for money, and that they will embezzle part of their property as a service fee when exchanging Muggle currency, they actually know nothing about the huge price difference.

It took only a few seconds for Voldemort to think of this and smiled amusedly: "How did you 'convince' him, Lucius?"

Lucius smiled knowingly: "It was only a little drastic, master. I guarantee it is awake."

"Then it still has reservations." Voldemort concluded mercilessly, but his attention was not as high as Lucius expected, but he was suddenly attracted by something, and his eyes were cast upwards.

On the second floor, his cell phone was ringing.

The only people who knew his phone number were Nagini, Harry and Barty Jr.

"Wait for me in the lounge." He ordered.

Except for Lucius, the other Death Eaters breathed a sigh of relief.

Only Lucius and Narcissa glanced at each other, the inexplicable uneasiness still lingering.

Being snubbed by the Dark Lord is not a good experience, but with Draco's closeness and favor first, they were going to be a good pair of parents behind the scenes.But the Dark Lord suddenly summoned him after a long absence at this juncture, and even Narcissa was ordered to see him, which really made them puzzled.

Fortunately, Lucius' recent surprise seems to be worth a try. They came with mixed joys and sorrows, but were interrupted at the critical moment of their contribution, which is really not a good sign.

Narcissa shook her husband's hand under the sleeve of his robe, and gave him a strong look.Lucius took a deep breath and walked with her to the wing lounge.