The Handsome Dark Lord[Comprehensive]

Harry refrained himself from watching Voldemort's reaction, and followed the crowd to the Gryffindor lounge with a heavy heart.Today's events had a huge impact. Harry not only had to face Voldemort's surprise as a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, but also Dumbledore's possible concern and suspicion.

And before that, he first has to deal with the horror and doubts of his friends...things are simply overwhelmed.

Hermione and Ron still had to perform their duties as prefects, and left in dismay.Ginny was escorted away by Dean.

Harry, left alone, looked back at the staff table.

Voldemort had already stood up and was about to leave. Dumbledore and the four deans sat in their seats until Voldemort walked out of the dining table before getting up and leaving.

Harry hid behind a stone pillar, waiting for Voldemort to approach.

But he could not hear the single footsteps, Voldemort always walked quietly.

"Who are you waiting for?" a voice asked softly.

Harry wasn't intimidated, he knew Voldemort could find himself.

Walking out from behind the stone pillar, the black-haired man was standing in front of him.

Originally, I was about to lose my temper, but when I actually saw him, my mood softened uncontrollably.

Before speaking, Harry saw other professors behind him, so the greeting on his lips turned into a hard question: "Why are you here?"

Voldemort smiled inexplicably, "I'm interested in you."

Harry's heart was beating wildly, and he was a little annoyed that he was being unprincipled.

"Harry." Dumbledore came and naturally stood in front of Voldemort, and said to him kindly, "It's getting late, I think we will have plenty of time to get acquainted with the new professor in the future. Go to bed early today."

Voldemort was about to say something sarcastic when he sensed the approach of another person.

With greasy long hair, sallow complexion, and his whole body shrouded in a black robe, Snape walked behind him, bowed indistinctly and said.

"Professor Riddle, you know, if you need any help, you can go to the basement at any time... No, I can visit you anytime."

From the moment he broke into Hogwarts, during the whole process of Voldemort's entry into Hogwarts, Snape, who was a Death Eater and a double agent, received no news at all.

This fact made him sleepless.For the safety of the students, Dumbledore mobilized all the teaching staff to make magic ribbons, and Snape had to take care of the potion task assigned by the Dark Lord, so he was very busy.Akatsuki was so, he still couldn't wait to be summoned by the Dark Lord.

In any case, that meant he was still a decent Death Eater.

But the fact is that until now, he has not received any orders from the Dark Lord.Not even if it was relayed from someone else's mouth.

When the Dark Lord came late to the start-of-school dinner and walked past him without turning his eyes, Snape understood that what awaited him was only a storm and a thunderstorm.

If there is only this kind of fate, then at least he can take the initiative to meet it.At the right time, it can be a little more useful——

Dumbledore didn't just challenge Voldemort's nerves casually.

He begged Snape softly with only two voices, "Stop him," before walking towards Harry.

——So he took the initiative to meet the storm.

Professor McGonagall led Harry away under Dumbledore's instructions.

Voldemort turned back to Snape, who looked away from the direction they were going, with his head down, a tameness Dumbledore had never seen before.

"Very kind, Professor Snape." Voldemort read softly.The honorific title seemed to have some kind of derogatory meaning in his mouth, and Snape's figure became even more remote.

Dumbledore walked over, his blue eyes behind the half-moon glasses were stung by the scene in front of him, he took a deep breath silently, and said, "It's getting late, I think as a professor, I should lead by example."

Voldemort didn't give him half a look, and fixed on Snape firmly, "Professor Snape is so enthusiastic, it's a bit unreasonable not to invite him to a cup of tea."

"Yes, I'm honored." Snape's voice was hollow and steady, "...Professor Riddle."

Dumbledore gave Snape a deep look and said, "I'll be waiting for you in the office, Severus."

Voldemort finally glanced at him.I know this sentence is for myself.

As if it would work.

Snape stared at the floor and nodded blankly.

Voldemort turned and stepped, and the two left along the dimly lit stairs.

Dumbledore watched their backs and did not turn back for a long time.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Hogwarts is extraordinarily cold tonight.

Harry walked into the Gryffindor common room to find Hermione and Ron sitting on two sofas in front of the fireplace.

On the first day of school, there was almost no one in the lounge. They sat motionless facing each other like two silent wax figures, only the shadows reflected by the firelight dancing.

There was a faint pressure that made it difficult for Harry to swallow, and he knew he had to face it, so he walked straight over.

The two of them noticed his arrival almost at the same time, and turned their heads together.

Harry and them looked at each other for a moment, and Hermione broke the silence: "What is his purpose?"

"……I have no idea."

Hermione bit her lower lip.Harry breathed a sigh of relief, at least she didn't blame him.

He turned nervously to Ron.The red-haired boy was the most irritated tonight, and he had every reason to throw a tantrum at Harry, accusing him of concealment and infidelity.

But Harry had never seen Ron so silent.

He began to worry: "Ron..."

Ron's blue eyes turned slowly, and his face was so pale that even the freckles were much lighter.

Harry choked up sadly.

"He..." Ron's voice was a little hoarse, he cleared his throat and said, "Did he torture you?"

Harry froze.

Hermione let out an uncontrollable whimper.

"Harry, you shouldn't be alone with this..."

Harry sat down beside her in bewilderment: "I'm fine, Hermione. Come on, I'm fine, aren't I?"

Hermione covered her mouth and shook her head in pain, obviously not taking his words seriously.

Harry looked at Ron, who was looking at Harry very deeply.

"If you want to escape, we can help you."

"What..." Harry stuttered, "I, I'm not going to run away—"

"Don't be stupid, Harry!" Hermione interrupted him excitedly, "You saw him through, and he ran to the school, and Dumbledore couldn't stop him! He will have countless opportunities to kill you as soon as class starts tomorrow—— Or torment you—the devil knows what cruel methods he has, magic ribbons and Dumbledore can't help you bear the Unforgivable Curse!"

"Use your broom. Harry. Let's start now. We can go hide with my brother and the others for a while..." Ron muttered, as if this would ease his impending mood, "Hermione and I helped you at school Keep an eye on him and tell you to run if he leaves the school..."

"I'm sorry, Harry, I gave him the space expansion bag..." Hermione held his wrist tightly, and said with red eyes, "I wanted to give you...that can hold a lot of things in it, now It's coming in handy... I'll definitely redo it for you as soon as possible, bigger and better than that—"

Her voice stopped abruptly, and Harry hugged her tightly into his arms.

"Hermione, Ron..."

Harry tried hard to hold back the trembling in his voice, his vision was already blurred.