The Handsome Dark Lord[Comprehensive]

The chaos at Hogwarts lasted until late at night, and the curtain finally came to an end.

On the second day, the contents of several consecutive pages of the newspaper were full of reports.The front page cover photo is the moment when the headmaster Harry, covered in blood, supports the seriously injured Professor Riddle, followed by Professor McGonagall who escorts Dumbledore's body, and pushes open the gate of the castle.

There are four main school leaders: one is a corpse floating behind, one is an assistant escorting in the shadows, and the current principal with his head hanging down on the shoulders of the people around him, only half of his face covered in blood is facing the camera .

The fair skin in the blood is like bathing in divine light.

A pair of emerald green eyes are penetrating and quiet, looking straight into people's hearts.

This photo, which was later named the best news moment of the year, almost became a turning point when people's savior complex exploded.

It perfectly records a series of changes in people's feelings when they saw the return of the savior that night, released news of death, investigated casualties, arranged medical treatment and rest places, responded to doubts, and stabilized people's hearts with calm and calmness.

From questioning, to shock, to being convinced.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be hard to imagine that a 16-year-old boy could control the situation in such a crisis.

Only the name of the chosen savior can explain it.

The Potter religion, which originated in Gryffindor's grades, spread like a prairie fire overnight. After numerous news reports and people's word-of-mouth fermentation, it even began to infect many people outside the school.

Of course, the head of Slytherin, who is like a descendant of God, is also very eye-catching.It's just that Professor Riddle was in a state of serious injury and exhaustion throughout the whole process, with the words "Don't bother me" in capital letters on his handsome face, and was guarded by the young headmaster every step of the way, so the effect of gaining people's hearts was naturally greatly reduced.

However, in the eyes of insiders, this state is the most amazing.

Among other things, it is outrageous that the Dark Lord can be injured to the point of exhaustion, completely out of the imagination of Death Eaters or even members of the Order of the Phoenix.It was the first time in their lives that they saw the Dark Lord who had to lean on someone even to stand.

However, this doubt was gradually dispelled by the warning eyes of the Dark Lord from time to time, especially the Death Eaters felt the ensuing burning of the Dark Mark, which was no weaker than usual, reflecting the true state of the Dark Lord.After dismissing the press corps, his disguise was a lot more perfunctory, and it is not difficult for those who are interested to find the moisture in it.

This gave rise to new doubts, why did the Dark Lord cooperate with the savior in the play?

It's not that they didn't see the intimacy on the rostrum, but they obviously had a great opportunity to show off, but they gave it up to the savior. Even lovers are not in line with the Dark Lord's style.

However, Tom has never been in the habit of explaining his intentions to anyone. The Death Eaters simmered with a bunch of questions, but no one dared not cooperate.Especially those who had supported Feng Nando, in the face of a series of shattering facts, one by one felt more guilty, shrinking back and forth, wishing to go back to the cellar where they were.

Finally behind closed doors, a negotiation was held between the Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters.

The Death Eaters and Order of the Phoenix members who participated in the meeting stood on both sides of the principal's office, but it was rare that there was no exchange of blazing eyes.

Because their immediate superiors and spiritual representatives stop covering up once they enter the house.

Tom pressed Harry's shoulder on purpose, and made a request in Parseltongue: 【I want to sit in your office chair. 】

Harry would have liked to stand with the others, but it didn't occur to Tom that he wanted to sit.

So many things happened today, how can he refuse.

I could only complain in a low voice while walking: [There is no need to press on me anymore...]

Tom is really heavy.And Harry knew that the man had deliberately increased the strength of his leaning, which made it very difficult for him to walk, and he could even feel the bones under the flesh.

But he also liked it hopelessly—they were so close, they were so close to each other, they even seemed to be able to touch their lips with one side of their heads...

Harry allowed himself only a short distance to let his thoughts wander, and when he got to the seat, he straightened his mind and tried to put Tom down.

But Tom suddenly straightened up "healed from injury", pushed him to the seat anti-customer, pressed his shoulders firmly and sat down.I slowly leaned down, supported the edge of the table with one hand, and almost hugged half of his body, and said two words as if no one was there.

"Sit down."

All the people in the house turned their attention.

Harry was sitting on pins and needles, but was shocked by those two words.

Tom straightened up, swept towards the last person who entered the door, and ordered: "Close the door."

It just so happened that this person was Hermione, and she nodded quickly after only half a second of being stunned. After locking the door, a set of defensive warning magic flowed smoothly, and then calmly returned to the Death Eaters team after finishing, which inadvertently won a lot of admiration.

"Okay, let me be clear first."

Regardless of everyone's complicated moods, Tom said without a doubt.

"In addition to being Headmaster, Harry has to inherit the other political legacy of his predecessor, especially the seat of Wizengamot. Otherwise, it will all be taken over by the Death Eaters."

After speaking, the extremely oppressive gaze swept around.

Naturally, the Death Eaters didn't dare to raise any objections, but they all expected the Order of the Phoenix to object so that they could reap benefits.

The Order of the Phoenix knew they couldn't let them succeed, but they couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was sold in the Dark Lord's gourd. It couldn't really be for the benefit of his lover, could it?

Professor McGonagall exchanged glances with them, discreetly revealing some possible guesses.

Order of the Phoenix: "..."

Even so, the current Potter... can he still be trusted?

They communicated like a pantomime, and finally their eyes converged on Harry, wanting to see something.

But he didn't want to annoy the biggest evil god.

"You'd better take one more look at Harry, I guarantee it will be the last time you see the world."

Tom has no scruples, and the red murderous intent in his eyes is burning.The two candles on the desk dimmed, causing everyone's hearts to jump, and their eyes immediately retreated two meters away from Harry's body.

Harry was so angry and funny, he couldn't sit still anymore, he turned his head and pulled him: [Don't get angry, sit down. 】

Tom didn't refuse, and sat down with his not-so-subtle coaxing tricks, and then deformed and extended the seat, asking him to join him.

This time Harry was much happier, but he still didn't dare to look in the direction of the Order of the Phoenix.It's a good thing they don't look at him anymore...he glanced at Tom belatedly, just because of...his feelings?

He secretly looked away, and felt that he was thinking too much, and Tom would not reach this point.

But my heart still melted a little more, and I unconsciously moved closer while sitting.

Finally, the Order of the Phoenix focused its attention on Hermione who was coughing deliberately.

"I think, after this incident, Harry as headmaster is expected to enter the Wizengamot."

When she spoke, her gaze was fixed on the members of the Order of the Phoenix headed by Professor McGonagall, giving them full confidence.

Professor McGonagall pondered for a moment, and finally agreed: "Yes...I will support Mr. Potter."

Although the members of the Order of the Phoenix with the toughest style were not present, with Professor McGonagall's qualifications, this basically represents the comprehensive attitude of the Order of the Phoenix.

Harry felt he had to say something: "Thank you for your trust... I won't enter the Wizengamot until I have enough strength." He looked at Tom suggestively, "You know, I haven't even graduated .”

Tom smiled indifferently: "As you like."

Um……?again?

While Harry was pleasantly surprised, he was also a little bit guilty.Did he... have a sex change?

In his wild thoughts, he couldn't help but look a few more times.As a result, he was caught by those soul-stirring eyes, and immediately retracted like an electric shock, his heart began to pound wildly.

He coughed to cover up, only to realize that the others were silent.

The Death Eaters and members of the Order of the Phoenix couldn't believe their ears, their outlook on life suffered a huge shock——

Was that the Dark Lord/You-Know-Who just now?Words to a lover/savior? !

A storm of shocking and frantic eyes raged in the principal's office.People looked at each other in blank dismay, and even forgot their hostile positions. Every muscle in the body was filled with hesitation and logical confusion, mixed with some instinctive awe and doubt.

A few Fonnan factions who were familiar with him had already realized something, and their faces turned pale, and they wanted to lean towards the door, as if hoping to escape immediately.

However, due to the power of the Dark Lord just now, none of them dared to move.

Including members of the Order of the Phoenix, no one blatantly set their sights on Harry any more.

Therefore, Harry adjusted his mentality smoothly and reminded everyone to start formal negotiations.

According to Tom, they need to redistribute some of the powers of Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic, and accordingly unify the external rhetoric of this crisis.

After Dumbledore's death, the Order of the Phoenix was no longer able to compete with the Death Eaters. The fact that this negotiation could proceed was beyond the expectations of McGonagall and others. Of course, after seeing the relationship between the Dark Lord and the Savior, they now understand The reason—so in the negotiation process, their right to speak is not high.

In the final analysis, the Dark Lord just intends to stabilize the lover's controversial position, and even take it to a higher level.And the Order of the Phoenix had better cooperate.

Although they all knew that even if they were powerless to fight, many members of the Order of the Phoenix would be willing to fight to the end, but if there was a better choice, a brighter hope, who wouldn't want to try it?

The negotiations between the two parties took Harry as the fulcrum, and gradually extended to the appointment and dismissal of the entire school, and even the handling of some Ministry of Magic affairs.Wherever the Order of the Phoenix feels inappropriate, they have to go through a tough debate, and finally get the same silence from the Death Eaters.

There is no way, their boss is present, and no one wants to lose ground in their own hands.

Harry listened intently, but found Tom very absent-minded.Often people stopped and waited for him to express his opinion, but he didn't know what he was thinking, playing with the elder wand in his hand, and it took a long time for him to give a response.

Finally, Harry couldn't see it, and secretly pressed his knee to urge him, not wanting everyone to wait to be tortured.

But got a cool look.

Then Tom suddenly stood up, obviously expressionless, but everyone felt instinctively nervous, and watched intently with bated breath, not daring to miss the slightest movement.

He circled around the back of the chair and moved his wand, restoring the deformed loveseat to its original shape.

Harry sat up straight because of this, and then a row of fluorescent numbers appeared in front of his eyes, showing the current time.

"Notice what time it is?" Tom asked, looking down at him, not paying attention to the other people present at all. "Our principal is still growing, and it's time to go to bed."

He said grandly, and swiped the door open with his wand.

"Please discuss the rest of the trivial matters in private. I won't send them away."

"..."

I can't fight again, and it's not the time to fight to the death, so what else can I do?

At this moment, even the members of the Order of the Phoenix felt a little bit of the daily bitterness of the Death Eaters.

The latter was quite used to it, and he simply obeyed his orders honestly and took the lead to leave the principal's office with a careful look.

After all, it was Gryffindor who was not lacking in courage. Before leaving the room completely, someone in the Order of the Phoenix cast back a last look reluctantly.

But he saw the chair turned slightly, the savior with his head up and his chin slowly being raised, and the Dark Lord who was leaning over and approaching with his head down.

With a bang, before the figures of the two overlapped, the door was suddenly closed forcefully and locked with a click.

The members of the Order of the Phoenix who were walking slowly were squeezed out, fell together, and sighed.

You said, how did this world become like this?

What are we missing?