The Handsome Dark Lord[Comprehensive]

Voldemort strode back to the ground floor, towards the third lounge, which was reserved for a few guests and offered greater privacy.

When he crossed the dark marble floor in the hall, he realized what stupid thing he had just said, and his pace stopped immediately.

... unreasonable.

For the first time in history, he applied this assessment to himself.God knows that he didn't say a single damn thing he really wanted to say. What kind of Imperius Curse was on him, and he threw these words out of his throat?

If he were the savior, he would be able to laugh out loud after listening to it.

Taking a deep breath, Voldemort forcibly suppressed his bad imagination, and stepped forward even harder.

No matter the mountains and tsunami, some things always have to be dealt with.

The third lounge has an exquisite tea table, and a young woman is already waiting by the table. She has complete makeup, vermilion lips, and long golden hair tied into a bun. Two locks of hair perfectly modify the slightly wide face.The house elf prepared snacks for her, and the hot water in the tea machine was already boiling, but she didn't care to choose tea, and even took the cup away after receiving a cup of hot water.I put all my energy on the parchment on the table, writing with the quill brush in my hand, turning back from time to time to cross out the whole paragraph, and then anxiously writing new sentences.

The moment the door lock rang, she stood up in shock, almost touching the teacup, turned her head and pushed it away in a panic, and quickly resumed the welcoming posture, not daring to move, as if some scourge came in.

Such a description is not an exaggeration for the visitors.

As soon as the Dark Lord entered the door, he asked, "How's the situation?"

The young woman was Gemma Farley, a popular reporter for the Daily Prophet.

As if she was waiting for this sentence, she couldn't wait to answer: "I followed Dumbledore as soon as he found the Ministry of Magic, and everything was recorded according to the plan. It's just..."

As a reporter who followed Dumbledore to the scene, according to the plan, she had already written a report on the tragic death of Kirtland and the suspected recovery of the Death Eaters, which would be the front page of tomorrow's newspaper.But when they actually arrived at the scene, they found that Kirtland had already escaped, and no one else was injured or injured.How can this report be published?

If possible, she really didn't want to suffer the Dark Lord's fate at this juncture.It was obvious that the plan had gone wrong, and she had no idea of ​​the Dark Lord's plan, but the task had to be explained, so she had to bite the bullet and ask for advice.

In addition, during the on-site investigation, I also encountered a terrible guy...

"It's just that the actual situation is a bit different from the plan." Gemma resisted the pressure and took out the parchment that had been redacted just now. "The original manuscript is no longer usable... This is an overview I drafted urgently, please read it."

There are a total of three pages, written in a hurry, the most important information is written in a large size, and there are densely crowded reporting ideas in different directions.A large number of crossed-out handwriting shows the author's anxiety and confusion.Nevertheless, she still tries to organize a clear browsing order through auxiliary lines, so that people can understand at a glance.

"It doesn't matter. The plan has changed, so we will report according to the actual situation." Voldemort quickly scanned the content, and instructed without any surprises, "This interview is not bad, so I will use this as material to turn the finger on Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix... ..."

He also said some specific ideas, and the two discussed it.Gemma has been thinking carefully, and finally said: "No problem. There is only one problem... I met another reporter at the scene. He originally went to the place to investigate the presence of werewolves, took some photos, and accidentally obtained got something."

She opened the envelope bag she was carrying, which had obviously been modified for space expansion, and the whole hand could be easily reached in, and took out an unexpected wand from it.

Holly, eleven inches.

"Harry Potter's wand."

Under Voldemort's imposing gaze, Gemma carefully placed the wand on the table, and said carefully: "I have confiscated all the materials he took, as well as this wand, and locked him in the room." I beseech you only one thing—keep him out of this trouble."

Voldemort looked at her, without asking any more questions, and directly turned to this person from her mind.

Yuno Farley.

As if knowing that she was read through, Gemma showed a meaningful smile: "You know, I don't want my only brother to continue doing this."

……

Harry lay in the room for a while, his mind gradually relaxing from an overheated false calm, and he vaguely remembered the potions professor who had been thrown into the dungeon.

The scene was chaotic at the time, and he didn't notice how Snape fell into Voldemort's hands at all. He could only roughly judge that he was still alive and had no external injuries, so he didn't worry too much.Now that I have the chance, it seems like I should check it out.

After laying motionless on the bed for a while, Harry sat up slowly, glanced around, and called, "Villi?"

When the house-elf didn't appear right away, Harry called again, "Villi."

[It's so noisy. 】

He was answered by a bleak Parseltongue.

Nagini slid onto the mattress from nowhere, and the cold serpent brushed against the bare ankles of the Savior.

【What do you call that little thing for? 】

[...Nagini, I didn't know you were here. 】

Harry murmured hello and watched her circle around him, sniffing the air for something.

[You didn't bring a magazine? ] Finally, the big snake propped up his upper body in dissatisfaction, and the snake letter almost reached his nose, 【I tore all the ones from last time. 】

Harry was stunned for a moment before he realized what she was talking about: 【Can you read Quidditch magazines? 】

[They are all moving pictures, there is something I can't understand. 】Nagini said disdainfully, 【Those ant characters that Tom turned upside down all the time are not for people to read. 】

【You are not human. 】Harry couldn't help laughing at her, 【This time it's an accident, you like me to bring a few more next time. 】

[That's settled. ] Nagini emphasized.

Harry patted her neck and agreed with a smile.Nagini turned around in satisfaction, and was about to slip away from him. Harry suppressed his smile, and suddenly asked, "Do you know how to get to the dungeon, Nagini?" 】

The big snake stopped and turned to him.Harry's eyes flickered a little, but he looked at her without blinking.

After a while, Nagini said: 【Ah, you said that place to eat. 】

Harry's eyelids twitched: [Eating...]

【I know.Tom would send me there sometimes to find someone to eat. 】

The coolness of Snake Lin was like a gust of dark wind, blowing past suddenly and quietly.

For the first time, Harry realized that Nagini was not one of the harmless pets common in schools, or even the disgusting potion ingredients in Snape's class, but an equally terrifying beast under the Dark Lord's throne.

[What's the matter, are you going there?what are you doing? 】

Harry didn't notice that the big snake's amber vertical pupils were showing a hint of hostile suspicion.He was no longer thinking of the Potions Master who might be suffering in the dungeon now, but of the far more brutal deaths of the past.

[Do you often eat people, Nagini? ] Harry asked softly.

Nagini still tilted his head suspiciously and looked at him, [It’s okay, I like moles more.But Tom doesn't like to catch, and he always thinks that I catch it and run around.But stale ones don't taste good, at least the ones he threw to me were all fresh. 】

【...Do you realize that Tom is also human. 】 Harry looked at her and said, 【Me too. 】

Nagini stood up slightly, as if surprised: [But you can talk. 】

It took Harika a second to understand, and said seriously: [They can too, Nagini, everyone can speak, but they don't understand Parseltongue.They can also speak Parseltongue if you tell them to pronounce it. 】

【All right.They can also talk. 】Nagini shook his head, compromised like a child, 【Are you satisfied? 】

Harry was silent for a while, gently stroked her triangular head, and said: 【If it's Tom... one day you have to eat him to live, will you eat it? 】

【How can it be? 】Nagini didn't believe it,【So much better than Tom. 】

Despite the heavy heart, Harry was faintly amused by her.

【if.If you are the only one left in the world, you can only live if you eat him. 】

Nagini said in embarrassment: [Why are you so troublesome?If there is no other way...the only option is to let him eat me. 】

Harry stopped, not expecting this crisp answer.

【why? 】

[Because it's Tom. ] Nagini said naturally, 【How can I get out of it. 】

【...Then do you think he can speak? ] Although he should indeed be able to.

[Anyway, I can't, he always has an idea. 】

Animals have always had simple ideas.Hearing her irresponsible answer, Harry felt vaguely absurdly envious.

He lay back on the bed, and Nagini snuggled up beside the pillow, wagging his tail and wondering when Tom would come back.The starlight from outside the window spilled in, and the room fell into a misty silence.

Just as Nagini was about to fall asleep, he heard Harry speak again.

[Those people in the magazine, they don't know Parseltongue either.will you eat them 】

Nagini woke up for a long time, and asked: [Is there still a painting after eating? 】

[There will be no new paintings for them. ] Harry whispered.

Nagini lowered his head and thought for a while: [Then don’t eat it. 】

【why? 】

[Why do you have so many why, are you stupid? 】Nagini complained impatiently, and then replied, 【Because it's not worth it. 】

Harry froze for a moment: [It's not worth it...]

【yes.There are so many things to eat, but there are only a few people in the magazine, which is not worthwhile.I'll work harder and find something else to eat. 】Nagini murmured complacently, 【Recently I found a rat nest in the backyard. If Tom doesn't find out, he can always eat rats from there.First catch one every week to improve food, and then more and more, you can eat as much as you want, hee hee...]

Nagini spoke excitedly, and confided his fattening plan in one go.However, Harry gradually became incapable of listening, and a thoughtful look appeared in his eyes.

Is it a good deal... huh?

It was just before dawn that Voldemort had almost finished dealing with urgent matters that had to be rearranged due to a sudden change in his plan.Back in the room, as expected, I saw the savior who had already fallen asleep.The clothes were not taken off, half naked; Nagini's snake body was wrapped around the exposed waist and arms, one person and one snake were entangled, and they slept without distinguishing each other.

This made the ridicule in his heart immediately turn into displeasure, he put away the wand in his hand, pinched Nagini's snake tail, and pulled it out rudely.

【Ahhh who dragged me? ] Nagini writhed in disorder, dissatisfied with being severely woken up, 【Tom! 】

【Go back to sleep. 】Voldemort threw her to the ground, sat on the edge of the bed, and looked at the sleeping Savior.

Harry on the bed noticed the collapse of the mattress beside him, and turned sideways dimly.Feeling the familiar breath, the boy moved very naturally, put half of his head on the waist of the person next to him, stretched out his arms to hug his legs, and continued to sleep comfortably.

Voldemort leaned against the head of the bed, thinking of something, lowered his eyes and rubbed the unruly messy hair on his head, and remained silent for a while.Nagini waited and watched for a while, not daring to make a fuss, and finally slid away muttering.

After a while, a rare drowsiness hit, and Voldemort turned off the lamp.Just like that, he half leaned against the head of the bed, stroked the head of the savior, and fell asleep on his side.

As for the bloody storm that started the next day, it was still shrouded in the darkness before dawn, quietly waiting for the moment when the morning light came again.