The Handsome Dark Lord[Comprehensive]

The Dementor had invaded Hermione's brain.

Unlike Draco, the Gryffindor girl's Occlumency is solid and stable, and her deliberately avoided eye contact is a powerful defense.

It took a little effort, but in the end it was like entering no one's land.

Hermione is not having an easy time these days.

When Hogwarts first fell to the Death Eaters, not many people realized what it meant.On the surface, there are only some sporadic staff turnover, but as time goes by, the favoritism and discrimination of this group of people are gradually revealed.

The Carroll brothers and sisters, who temporarily took over the potions and black defense teaching posts, openly mocked hempseeds and mixed races in class. Any student who tried to refute would be unconditionally deducted points, and the professor would take the lead in ridiculing him; Endless teasing and entanglement.

Once, Hermione was so angry that she sued to Professor McGonagall's office and fined the domineering fourth-year Slytherins for their labor service that night.

But the next day she saw them swaggering around the junior student and casting evil spells on him.

- "Granger, guess what? We were only in the Magna for five minutes of tea before being borrowed by Professor Palis. Unlike you lowly Mudbloods, we purebloods' time is precious. Ha ha ha ha……"

Hermione silenced them with a Silencing Charm.But then she was released by the patrolling Slytherin prefect, who in turn deducted ten points from Gryffindor.

— "Don't get caught by us, Granger!"

She still wanted to argue, but was dragged away by the Slytherin prefect who was on patrol together - Draco Malfoy.

——"Instead of complaining about injustices for others, you should worry about your own future."

Satisfied, the blond boy revealed to her in advance the results of the internship that would not be made public in two days.

——"The position of executive director can only be mine, you can wait and see, Hermione."

Two days later, she raised her head from the result letter sent by the owl, and met the gaze of the blond Malfoy sitting in the center of the Slytherin table. Angry or helpless.

Went for a walk by the Black Lake and saw the Hufflepuff girl she helped.Recently, she has become more cowardly, and she even avoids her deliberately. Fortunately, Hermione's initiative to say hello in the morning received a weak response from the girl, which made her feel a little relieved.

But in a blink of an eye, the girl was held by the lake, and her head was dipped in the water over and over again.

——"I don't dare anymore...uh...please...forgive me...uh cough cough...I didn't say anything...didn't talk to Granger huh huh huh huh…"

——"Why don't you say it? Keep begging for mercy with that mudblood! She should tie you up, otherwise we'll have a lot of snotty idiots in class, how disgusting, don't you think? "

——"No... um... yes... I was wrong... I won't... woo... I won't be in contact with mochi again..."

The girl's staccato pleas for mercy kept her feet nailed in place.

Not for the first time.She wasn't afraid to make enemies of all the Slytherins, none of them could take advantage of her.But not everyone has such courage and strength.

She couldn't protect everyone, not even one person for a moment.

She suddenly doubted what she once firmly believed in.

Dumbledore was missing, Harry was in danger, the Order of the Phoenix suffered setbacks one after another, discrimination and prejudice were everywhere in the school, and the Ministry of Magic was filled with bottomless darkness... And Ron, at this time, he still treats her... Turn a blind eye.

Even Draco, who had improved, turned out to be nothing more than her illusion.

He was no different from those pure-blood Slytherins who used the power of Death Eaters to run rampant in the school, the only difference was that he didn't confront her stupidly like they did.

She only cast a soft spell from a distance, then turned her head and left.

Wanting to sneak into the Death Eater stronghold came after learning that Harry might be trapped.

She had long since discovered that Draco knew nothing about You-Know-Who's relationship with Harry, but he did somehow know more details.Hermione had always felt that there was something wrong with Harry taking an extended leave of absence without warning, because he hadn't even returned to pack his things, especially an important magical item like the Invisibility Cloak.

So she wanted to find out.

I don't know if there is still some friendship, but Draco did not refuse Hermione's request, which made Hermione who had prepared tons of excuses come to nothing.

But it didn't stop her from putting on the cloak of invisibility, skipping all the lessons, and followed him closely for a moment, so as to seize the opportunity of the Death Eaters party and follow him.

This tight marking lasted for two full days.

During this period, she suddenly and belatedly discovered something.

For example, Crabbe and Goyle stopped calling her "Mudblood" at some point.They talked about her around Draco, they even called her "Granger" politely, and even when Pansy came to chime in, she put on a look of resentment and called her "Gryffindor Dust".

The more I walked Slytherin with Draco, the stronger this feeling became.

The students were still making low-level jokes about blood, but if Draco didn't react, the laughter would die down quickly.

The lower grades who bully others will nervously test Draco's attitude when they bump into him, and if they don't get approval, they will change their targets afterwards in disappointment.

Even sometimes, Draco would correct the upside-down house bonuses and deduct points from a certain Slytherin just because he didn't like this student.This unexpectedly restrained some Slytherins' behavior a lot.

No one came out to fight against him, because ordinary students dared not, and Death Eaters would give favors along the way-because of his status as a Death Eater, he was independent from the students, he was on an equal footing with them, and even had access to the Ministry of Magic.

People fear him as a Death Eater.Afraid of his close connection with the mysterious man.Afraid of the possible privileged treatment he would receive as a result.

Hermione used to disdain this... Now, a piece of solid ice had loosened and was shaking slightly, about to fall somewhere.

Draco's self-righteous bragging about his decisive role in her joining the Death Eaters, which she found ridiculous at the time, inspired her now.

If... if...

No... no... get out!

Memories come to an abrupt end.

"Huh...huh..."

There was only Hermione's rapid panting in the room, cold sweat soaked her forehead, and her eyes were tightly closed, for fear that more thoughts would leak out of them.

Voldemort's insanity wasn't always that strong, and Hermione's experience was different this time from Draco's and Harry's.At the beginning, it was just a soft and silent guidance, but when you realize it, your consciousness has been invaded and you can read it. If you start to resist at this time, it will be extremely painful.

If Voldemort hadn't stopped early, she might not be able to stand in pain.

"Good Occlumency." Voldemort commented lightly, "Has the strength of a Death Eater."

Hermione twitched slightly while panting, as if instinctively resisting the title, but forced herself to breathe, and said, "...Thank you."

She seemed genuinely planning to join the Death Eaters.

"Hermione!" Harry called her worriedly, throwing away the deformed wand in his hand - now it was what it used to be: a pair of handcuffs - and walked over to try to support her, "Are you all right? "

Voldemort's eyes fixed on Harry for a while, then retracted meaningfully, turned around and returned to Harry's previous position and sat down.

Draco followed hesitantly and stood aside, looking back and forth between the two Gryffindors.

Hermione and Harry exchanged a few simple words, and Harry tried to reassure her, but apparently to no avail.Hermione avoided him with her eyes, and looked at the Dark Lord who looked a little unkindly.

That look made her push Harry's hand away.

"I want to join the Death Eaters...it's serious." She took a deep breath and said to Voldemort, "However, I have some special requests, and I hope you can agree."

Draco couldn't hold back his gasp, and sneaked a trembling glance at the Dark Lord.Even Harry seemed hesitant to speak. He glanced at his boyfriend worriedly, and retreated behind Hermione with a silent sigh.

Voldemort took a panoramic view of all this, and smiled sarcastically: "Didn't your referrer teach you, what should I call me?"

Hermione froze, unable to respond immediately.

Draco cleared his throat nervously, trying to remind her quickly, but Voldemort stopped him first.

"In that case, you still have something to learn," he said. "This room is not the place for you. Draco, take her to Conference Room Five."

Hermione followed Draco and left without any objection. Harry wanted to know what she was thinking, but he couldn't ignore the gaze fixed on him.

In the end he just watched Hermione leave and turned to Voldemort.

"Don't make it difficult for her." His voice was still hoarse, and there was a sense of fragile pleading when he said this, "I will persuade her well."

Voldemort watched him for a moment, then reached out to peel off his pajamas.

"You've underestimated her, Harry." His breath fell on the side of Harry's neck with a tingling feeling of deprivation. "If it wasn't for... I wouldn't have tolerated it."

Harry recalled a vague memory of last night, hugged him and stroked him.

"Tom...but, you make them wait for you..."

"They have plenty of time."

"...Stand returning to the curse..."

"Yes," Voldemort's voice became annoyed, "or no."

"... impatient bastard," Harry put his arms around him, "yes."