The Handsome Dark Lord[Comprehensive]

Voldemort entered the banquet hall from inside the castle.

He had just had a long-lost confidential talk with Barty Crouch Jr., wiped out all traces of contact, and waited for a long time before arriving at the Hogwarts office through the fireplace.

Usually, the professors of the new semester will accompany the students to report to the school by taking the Hogwarts Express train.However, his way of "applying" is naturally incomparable with previous professors.

After Dumbledore confirmed the facts, he didn't make any more useless struggles.Arranged the professor's residence and utensils for him early, opened the authority, connected to the fireplace... the rules and regulations should be followed, as if he was really just a new ordinary professor.

But if Dumbledore thought that he would also act in the same way as ordinary professors, he would be very wrong.

Voldemort walked into the hall silently, found his seat along the long desk of the teachers, and sat down without anyone else.

If it were anyone else, the whole process would not attract any attention.

But his appearance is a huge spotlight, not to mention the terrifying identity under the skin.

There are several people who can't eat on the faculty table alone.

Voldemort could feel the vigilance and uneasiness emanating from McGonagall without looking. Snape remained motionless on the other side, and even the big stupid Hagrid sitting at the end clenched his fork tightly.

"You're late, Tom." Only Dumbledore greeted him casually.Stands out from a sea of ​​nervous professors.

Still so hypocritical.thought Voldemort.

"You think I'm wasting my time waiting for the Sorting?" he said in a contemptuous tone. "Unlike you, Dumbledore, I'm busy."

"Very bad news," said Dumbledore.

Voldemort sneered, picked up the cutlery slowly, and ignored him.

If it wasn't for witnessing Harry's reaction with his own eyes, there would be no need to attend the whole school opening banquet.

The short and unclear conversation attracted the attention of everyone on the long table. Even after the conversation was terminated, the tense atmosphere was not completely eliminated.

If you look from below, you can see the abnormality of the teaching staff table at a glance - everyone's expressions are quite stiff, and Snape even uses his whole body to interpret the meaning of "tasting like chewing wax".

Only Dumbledore and the new professor ate nonchalantly, chatting occasionally.

Those who didn't know the inside story thought they were talking and laughing.

Unfortunately, Hogwarts students barely know what's going on.

Students who casually glance at the staff table have a hard time not being drawn to the new professor.It didn't take long for most people to notice the good-looking Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

The banquet was already halfway through, the students were full of warmth and thoughts of lust/desire, and the ready-made fresh objects were in front of them, so they suddenly lost their mind to eat.Whispering discussions quickly spread across the four house tables, only Slytherin was exceptionally quiet.

Hundreds of eyes focused on it, and ordinary people would have been restless by now.But the Dark Lord naturally didn't feel this way, on the contrary, he only cared about when Harry noticed this side.

Although it was just an impromptu idea at first, but then thought of Harry's possible shocked expression, he hid it all the way happily.In addition to satisfying the Dark Lord's wicked taste, Harry's real shock also helped to arouse Dumbledore's concern.

It was obvious that Dumbledore was paying attention to the students below, especially Harry.There were only a few scones left on his plate, and he chewed slowly for a long time after one bite.

Voldemort guessed that he had had some students warned in advance, but it was impossible to reveal too much, as he was the last one to reveal his identity and cause panic in the school.

Harry was more attentive when eating, and Voldemort could forgive him for not noticing himself first.But if he was going to eat the whole chicken before looking up, Voldemort couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't turn the last drumstick into a smell of booger.

Fortunately, Harry was more alert than he'd imagined.

He was the first of the group of Gryffindors to notice something strange.Not only that, but he quickly lowered his head to hide his emotions, staring blankly at the steak on the plate.

Both Voldemort and Dumbledore saw this scene.

It was a pity that Voldemort missed his gaze and failed to make further flirtations.

Dumbledore stood up, deciding it was time to formally introduce Voldemort.

Most of the students couldn't wait long ago, and some well-informed figures in Slytherin College led the atmosphere to be extremely mysterious.

The students of each house burst into applause at the moment Dumbledore announced.They muffled Ginny's screams, but not from those who were watching Harry.

"Minerva, please go and comfort Miss Weasley later." Dumbledore turned his head and whispered to Professor McGonagall, "I think she has some unpleasant memories of the new professor's name."

"No problem," said Professor McGonagall, looking sternly at Voldemort, then quickly backing away.

Voldemort cared little about their reaction.Satisfied that he had regained Harry's first attention, he took the opportunity to flash him an absolutely delighted smile.

It's a pity that Harry didn't seem to be enjoying his pleasure, his brows were furrowed and his eyes were bright with anger.

it's beautiful.He admired it with satisfaction, and Dumbledore couldn't sleep.

Dumbledore stretched out his arms, revealing the scorched hand, and instantly extinguished the excessively enthusiastic applause in the hall.

The suppressed inhalation sounded one after another, Dumbledore shook his cuffs, and said relaxedly: "Don't be nervous, it's not a big deal..."

Voldemort didn't hide his sneer.It's a pity that there is no deterrent effect in the eyes of the majority of students who don't know him.

"I know that you have a lot of questions about the new professor... or about me. But the future is long, please allow us to postpone the answer until later. Now, everyone is full. I will give you the precautions like in previous years. said Dumbledore cheerfully.

The atmosphere became relaxed again under his guidance.

But Harry was completely incapable of appreciating other people's ignorant joy.He thought the headmaster's hand should have been healed long ago, but now it doesn't seem to be getting better at all.The smile on Voldemort's face was full of sarcasm, and Harry swore he saw the words "I did it" on his face.

It's a pity that except for a few who know the truth, most of the students think that smile is very attractive.

But more disturbing than these were Ginny's screams.

Both Ron and Dean hurriedly asked her, calling her name, but Ginny just stared at Harry with a pale face.

She seemed to have misunderstood Voldemort's smile.

"Harry—"

Ginny didn't dare to turn her head, so she could only stare at Harry diagonally opposite.

"It's he—Harry, it's he—"

Harry could no longer care about the culprit who was leisurely watching the theater in the distance, and hurriedly comforted him: "I know, Ginny, it's okay—"

Ginny shook her head in fear, her lips trembling slightly: "What to do—Harry, what to do—"

"It's all right—" said Harry anxiously. "Don't be afraid, Ginny—remember what Professor Moody said? Dumbledore is here—he knows!"

"Yeah, calm down, Ginny," Hermione interjected calmly, her lips almost bloodless, "watch out for the other professors. Not just Dumbledore, I think there are a lot of professors who know. It means they've made arrangements .”

Dumbledore was still explaining the school rules. Except for Voldemort, all the other professors were sinking.Snape was as stiff as a statue, Professor McGonagall frowned, Professor Sprout looked away, and little Professor Flitwick removed the pile of books from the pedestal and hid behind the desk.The teachers other than the four principals were sitting in the corner in the dark, but they all stopped moving.

Only Voldemort, who came late, was still eating slowly.Harry knew full well that he didn't have much appetite at all and was simply being irritating.

Reassured a little, Ginny looked back and forth between Harry and Hermione, drawing strength from their determined gaze.Dean didn't know what happened, but he felt that his girlfriend was very vulnerable at this time, so he didn't ask, but just patted her on the shoulder silently.

Ron stared blankly at his sister and two friends, as if he didn't know what they were talking about, and he didn't want to face reality, even forgetting his vigilance towards Dean.

At this point, Dumbledore talked about the special rules for this semester.

"Now, the food has been put away. But I still have a special gift for you at the end, which will appear on everyone's plate, please be sure to put it away."

As his words fell, a ribbon appeared on the empty plate. The color of each college was different, and it was consistent with the lining of the school uniform. It was suspected that it was a piece of cloth directly ripped from it.

"I think everyone has heard about the robbery that happened in Hogsmeade recently." Dumbledore said calmly, pretending not to know that the perpetrator was sitting beside him, "In order to deal with the increasingly rampant activities of dark wizards, this year Hogsmeade Gewarts has prepared a special protection magic ribbon. The production is a bit hasty, but I think the function is very reliable. As long as it is within the range of Hogwarts, it can detect black magic attacks against the wearer and give me an early warning. Please Be sure to carry it with you on campus."

Harry picked up his red ribbon and heard Hermione say excitedly, "Look, Ginny, I just said Dumbledore will have arrangements!"

Ginny let out a nasal sound that sounded like a whimper.

"But how do you carry this thing?" Dean tried to cheer up and said, "It can't be tied to your hand, right?"

"About the way of carrying—" Dumbledore seemed to fully understand the nitpicking of adolescent girls, and explained appropriately, "For convenience, we specially made four colors, and everyone can sew them onto school uniforms for decoration. By the way By the way, I personally recommend the sash sewn into the College crest."

He winked at everyone and announced the end of the banquet.

There was the sound of tables and chairs moving all around, and the students talked excitedly, flowing out of the lobby like a tide.

Professor McGonagall followed the crowd to find Ginny's location, gave her a note, and handed Harry another.

Inside is the familiar font of circles and circles.

Dear Harry:

If it is convenient, please come to my office tomorrow during lunch break.

Again, I tried your last suggestion.

your faithful

Albus Dumbledore

Holding the note, Harry looked up at the staff table.

Dumbledore was looking at him, met his gaze, and blinked.