mystery lover

The next day, when Voldemort opened a letter from a certain child, the black-haired man almost laughed when he saw the contents of the letter.

Tom, you bastard!

Signature: Angry Charles

What's going on here?

The unresolved Lord Dark Lord squinted his eyes, thinking that today is Friday again... what a good day to kidnap the little badger.

Just drag people around and ask them.

Thinking of the dark circles under the boy's eyes yesterday, it further deepened Voldemort's desire to visit Hogwarts.

Unfortunately, the all-powerful Lord Dark Lord missed this time.

When Voldemort arrived at Hogwarts in the evening, Charles had already been taken back to McAvoy's old house by his brother Dixon, and there were still a bunch of relatives waiting for Badger to go home to discuss birthday events ·people.

*****

When he saw Dixon in the dean's office, Charles was a little flattered and called his brother.

And when the black-robed wizard on the other side saw the vaguely excited expression on his younger brother's face, Dixon felt a little guilty in his heart.If it weren't for Lord, he might really have been ignoring this little brother, let alone come to pick Charles up.

"Let's go, Char." After greeting the Headmaster of Hufflepuff, Dixon waved to his younger brother.Seeing Charles approaching him obediently, Dixon frowned rarely on his expressionless face for many years.

Charles had no idea who the man with him was. He was the master of the Death Eaters, the man who stood at the pinnacle of power in the entire wizarding world.If his younger brother accidentally offended the Lord because of this, the consequences would definitely not be affordable by one family or one person.

If it wasn't for the Lord's warning, Dixon really wanted to remind his brother.

But looking at the unaware expression of the young man walking quietly beside him now, Dixon felt a little tightness in his chest for the first time.This feeling that I am worried about the other party but the other party has no idea that they are in danger...

Stupid brother!

You didn't even find out the identity of the other party, so you dared to run away with someone!

But if that man is the master...

Dixon found himself deeply depressed.

Suddenly, I really wanted to slap my younger brother to make sure I wasn't dreaming.

This crazy Merlin.

Why on earth did Lord hide his identity from Charles?

By the time Charles and Dixon arrived home, Eric McAvoy, the current owner of the McAvoy family, and his wife, Teresa McAvoy, had been waiting in front of the fireplace for a long time.

Looking at his father and mother sitting on the sofa, Charles took two steps forward, "Father, mother, I'm back."

Regarding the greetings from his youngest son, Eric nodded symbolically, and while standing up from the sofa, the man who had already thought about countless things made a concluding statement, "Get tired, let's eat first .”

As a result, the atmosphere at the dinner table in McAvoy's house, which has never been very active, became more quiet this time, and the four people at the dinner table were all thinking about each other.

Eric's eyes occasionally fell on Charles. Just two months ago, he urged the youngest son to find someone who could be married to consolidate the interests of the family. But in the blink of an eye, his son became Lord's Lover, the old McAvoy was both shocked and caught off guard.

It is of course an honor for the McAvoy family to be favored by the Lord, but according to what Dixon said, the Lord's attitude towards Charles is really a bit strange. possible.

This made Eric feel more worried, but no one could guess what the master was thinking. It seemed that all he could do now was wait.

"Char, eat more." Teresa said softly.When I saw Charles come out of the fireplace just now, I just felt that my youngest son seemed to grow taller, and realized that my child was growing. As a mother, my mood is self-evident.

In fact, Teresa's thinking is similar to her husband's. The son is appreciated by the Dark Lord, which will naturally bring countless benefits to the family, but her son is also a wizard, and this is the only thing that makes this mother feel uncomfortable. Thinking of the fact that her child was taken by another wizard, Teresa still felt sorry for her child.

And I don't know when that adult got tired of playing, the damage to Charles... It can be said to be devastating.Seeing her youngest son eating quietly, Teresa became the third person at the dinner table to frown.

It has never been uncommon for the aristocratic circle to favor the high and step down the low, and it has even become a kind of twisted pleasure for them.

As Charles ate, he felt that the atmosphere at the dinner table was becoming more and more strange, which forced the little badger to speed up his eating.

"Father, mother, brother, I'm done eating." The boy put down the napkin in his hand and looked up.But seeing his father and brother frowning, Little Badger still trembled unconsciously.

Eric nodded, put down the tableware in his hand and said, "Let's go back to the room to clean up, and then come to my study later."

"Yes, father." After Charles finished speaking, he got up and walked to his room on the second floor, thinking that he must explain to his father that he really has nothing to do with Lord after a while. Can the attitude of the family not be so strange Yes.

Pushing open the familiar door, Charles finally felt a little comfortable.

But when the boy saw the man sitting leisurely on the chair in his room, the comfort of going home was instantly replaced by panic. After confirming that it was really not a hallucination, the boy finally roared out.

"Why are you here!!!!!!"

Charles quickly closed the door of his room, strode towards the smiling man with a relaxed face, and grabbed the collar of the man's clothes irresistibly with both hands.

What to do, I really want to cast a curse.

Voldemort didn't refuse either, and directly stretched out his hand to bring the man onto his lap.

"!"

The boy's face changed from red to black strangely, and he said fiercely, "Let me go!"

"I went to Hogwarts to look for you, but you're not here." Voldemort said matter-of-factly, and finally raised his eyes, "Char, are you so eager to take off my clothes?" He glanced at the young man's little hand pulling his collar.

The boy's face turned even redder.

Why can't this man be more serious!Does he even know what he's doing? ! !

"This is my home." Charles found that his words were so weak.

"of course."

"..." Why didn't I want to ask how this bastard got in? "Damn it, what if my father finds out!"

Voldemort looked at the little badger that had exploded fur in his arms, and stroked the fur comfortingly, "Sooner or later."

Charles closed his eyes weakly, the damn bastard must have a habit of intruding into private areas!How on earth did he get into his room without being noticed?And Hogwarts too...

Great grades?

I really come here for whatever I am afraid of.When Dixon's voice was heard from outside the room, Charles jumped out of Tom's arms almost immediately, but Badger's instinctive reaction also hit Voldemort's inferiority just right.

Pushing the boy onto his bed, Voldemort's dark eyes watched the little Badger panic-stricken with interest.

"Bastard!" Charles roared in a low voice, pressing his hands against the man's chest.

"Charles?" Outside the door, Dixon, who didn't get a response, called his brother again, and knocked on the door of the room.

"Tom!" Charles' eyes were a little angry and a little scared, thinking that if his father found Tom, it would be terrible!

"Huh? What do you want to say." Voldemort said without haste.

"Be quiet!"

Charles deeply felt that if he suddenly went to see Merlin one day, he must be so pissed off by the man on his body!

"Oh." After Voldemort finished speaking, he kissed the young man's alluring red lips.

"Well--!"

Outside the door, Dixon fell silent for a rare moment. If he heard correctly, someone was talking in the room just now.

Thinking of this, Dixon didn't dare to stay any longer, and walked directly back to his father's study.

"Where's Charles?"

In the study, Eric, who saw Dixon walking in alone, asked.

"in the room."

"What's the matter?" Patriarch McAvoy, who obviously felt that his eldest son was not in the right mood, raised his heart.

"The Lord may be in Char's room."

"what?!"

This time, Patriarch McAvoy's expression was completely broken.

*****

After kissing for a while, Voldemort stopped.

"Char?"

"..."

Charles glanced at Tom who had finally let go of him, and there was no voice from his brother outside the door.

Oops, what to do if I'm so angry.

Turning away from looking at the man beside him, Charles picked up the pillow and pressed it on his head.

It's over, my brother will definitely go to his father when he finds something is wrong.

The only thing left in the world is the little Badger, who has only three words: finished, sullen and sullen.

"Char?" Voldemort looked at the little badger who hid himself with a smile, "Can you breathe like this?"

"Do you tube."

The voice came out cowardly through the gap between the pillow and the bed.

Voldemort couldn't bear it, he hugged the boy once again close to the boy's body, and took the pillow off the boy's head with one hand.

"Don't be afraid, I will take care of everything."

"..."

Listening to the man's gentle coaxing, although Charles was still dissatisfied, he knew there was nothing he could do.

The Lord's matter has not been resolved, and Tom is going to be exposed again?

Suddenly, Charles' eyes lit up.

"Tom, are you going?"

"?"

As Charles said, he got up and pushed the man who was still lying on his bed.

"Hurry up, my father asked me to go to his study, and he will definitely come to see me if I don't go there. Tom, you go quickly."

at this time.

"Char, are you asleep? If you're tired, we'll talk tomorrow."

Outside the room, Badger's face blanked for a moment at Eric McAvoy's words.

"I don't need to go now?"

Voldemort spoke softly, watching the boy who was still riding on him with smiling eyes.