mystery lover

Ever since he heard his name, Charles' head felt as if it had been blasted instantly, and his ears kept buzzing.

Lucas next to him seemed to be saying something to himself, but Charles' stiff body failed to respond. He just stared blankly at the Ministry of Magic official in front of the teacher's table.

It seemed that he couldn't believe that it was his own name that was just read out of that mouth.

The other party seemed to feel his gaze, and showed him a friendly smile.

In fact, what Charles didn't know was how desperate the official sent by the Ministry of Magic to announce the list was after he determined that this clumsy student from Hufflepuff College was the one selected as the 'Assistant Minister' It was far-fetched to fight with all my strength to pull out such a recognizable smiling face.

God knows that this gentleman's heart is already a little light on both legs of Thriller because of the huge gap between the title of "Assistant to the Minister" and the real deity.

And many others were also hit by the fact that the Assistant Minister was a student of Hufflepuff College.

When the Slytherins on the other side also became more and more uncomfortable because of the sudden eruption of whispers at the long Hufflepuff table and the atmosphere centered on the boy in that corner, Charles McAvoy this The name and the house he belonged to finally spread throughout the Hogwarts Great Hall thoroughly.

The boy was sitting at the long table, his palms were sweaty from tension.More and more eyes were focused on him, which made him more embarrassed when he frantically avoided those hot eyes, and a little blush appeared on his originally delicate face.

Charles finally buried his head down, staring at the food in front of him without moving.

A boy who has never been paid such attention to by others, let alone the professors who usually don't notice him, all looked at him unanimously, and there were more and more whispering and pointing around him point, which turned directly into a loud discussion in the end.

What to do... He really wants to escape...

leave here……

tom...

The boy instinctively fantasized about someone coming to save him from this embarrassing situation, although he knew that was impossible.But the beating heart and heaving chest all revealed that his current condition was very bad.

"Char, Char?"

Lucas looked worriedly at his friend beside him, he had already turned from the initial shock to his concern about his friend's condition.

The current Charles looked very bad to him, the boy's face was almost as pale as a piece of white paper, and it was as if he couldn't hear himself.

"Char!"

Lucas shook Charles' arm, and when Charles turned around in a trance, a familiar white owl flew over the Hogwarts Great Hall and landed steadily in front of him.

"Charle, don't be in a daze...Look, the pet you look forward to every day."

For the first time, Lucas discovered that Charles's little owl was really cute. No matter what, when his friends saw it, their eyes instantly brightened.Thank goodness, as long as it can distract Charles now, I really don't know what the Ministry of Magic is doing. Lucas knows better than anyone that that job is not something Charles can do.

"Char?"

Lucas looked at Charles who stood up not long after he opened the letter, and instinctively followed Charles to make the same move.

The young man’s face was flushed for some reason, looking at his friend who had always cared about him, Charles wanted to tell Lucas not to worry about himself, but the moment he stood up, he was sensitive to the fact that with his movements, the surrounding Everyone was silent and looked at him.

It should be said that those people have been watching his... every move.

"I'm going back to the dorm, Lucas."

"I am with you!"

"No... no need."

The words of refusal were spoken too quickly, and Lucas on the opposite side was instinctively stunned.

"I want to be alone...Lucas, I'm sorry."

Charles finished his apology in embarrassment, and after getting a hesitant nod of agreement from his friend, he quickly left the auditorium. Everything here was really... beyond his tolerance.

The only thing he wants to see now is the black-haired man who can make him feel safe.

After Charles left the auditorium, a lot of discussions erupted in the Hogwarts auditorium again.

This is definitely an unbelievable thing that the teachers and students of the whole school can talk about enthusiastically.

Hufflepuff student becomes assistant to the Minister of Magic!

Everyone knows that the current Minister of Magic is the only heir of Slytherin blood in the magic world. As the well-known leader of Slytherin and pure-blood nobles, the students he selected are not from his own Slytherin house!

What a stinky sock of Merlin!

Has the world finally gone mad!

And the Hufflepuff students once again had a sense of honor that Hufflepuff was finally going to dominate Hogwarts after Cedric, the seventh-year prefect, became the warrior of the Triwizard Tournament...

Different from the surprised, excited or puzzled discussions of students in other colleges, although many people at the long table in Slytherin were immersed in the 'shock', the senior students had already turned their attention away from the established fact The middle shifted to the man Charles McAvoy.

"The McAvoys are a pure-blood family, right?"

I don't know who said that.Then soon another voice spoke.

"Dickson McAvoy..."

To the left of Slytherin seventh-year leader Millicent Burst, a boy named Marcus Flint looked at the first boy inquiringly.

Perhaps this name will be unfamiliar to the students of the lower grades, especially those pure-blood teenagers who are not from the core family, but as the best students in the seventh grade of Slytherin, or those who are deeply favored by the Dark Lord The heirs of pure-blooded noble families would be familiar with the names of one or two powerful Death Eaters around the Dark Lord.

Millicent Burst quietly hinted at some people in Slytherin, and as more and more owls, the symbol of the noble family crest, flew out of the Hogwarts Great Hall, the head of Slytherin Leaning back against the chair behind him, he narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at some little snakes who didn't know the so-called. They didn't know that the pattern of Slytherin that had been maintained for a long time was finally about to change.

No matter what the little snakes are thinking, on the teacher's seat, Barty Crouch Jr., whose face has been stiff all the time, saw the owl that often appeared in the master's manor skillfully fly to the miraculous person who was chosen as the master's assistant. In front of the boy in front of her, some things seemed to finally make sense, but the truth is so unbelievable!

Little Barty's eyes followed the boy's eyes after he left the auditorium, and he did not move away from the front door until the Potions professor next to him sneered, and Little Barty glanced at Sif in displeasure. Les.

Looking at Hufflepuff's long table abruptly, Little Barty couldn't help frowning.

What is the relationship between that McAvoy boy... and his master.

To be so valued by the master.

Because almost all the students were still in the Hogwarts auditorium during the meal time and the list of internships, so Charles came to the corridor on the right side of the third floor without meeting anyone along the way. inside.

Just like last time, the corridor was empty and there was no one there.

But not long after, with the approach of a certain aura unique to that person, Charles turned around abruptly.

Then he fell into the familiar embrace that he had always missed.

And then, he came to - the place that he would dream about from time to time recently - that - the place that made him hot in the dream.

"Tom?"

Charles' voice was a little choked up, and he really wanted to know why this person could always appear by his side without a trace, and why he could enter and leave Hogwarts so freely.

Such a Tom...had already surpassed his cognition of a powerful wizard.

But too many things happened today, Charles just wanted to hug this man fiercely at this moment, without thinking about anything.

What assistants...what ministers...what Ministry of Magic...all go away!

That's not what he wants!

As long as he thinks about his father's frequent concern for him recently, Charles doesn't want to get any extra attention from himself at all.

None of that was what he wanted...

The only thing he wants...

Only this man beside me.

And those things will only become sharp blades standing between him and Tom.

At this moment, Charles hoped that his sense of existence could be lowered so that his father could directly ignore him as a child instead of using him for marriage.

He promises that he really won't be able to help but envy his brother's strength and being able to get everyone's attention like he did when he was a child.

Merlin!Please don't play tricks on him like this. Did you drink too much and finally passed out?To be so drunk that an ordinary student like him who can no longer be ordinary can become that adult's assistant!

The boy suppressed the rare anger in his chest, and quietly curled up in the man's arms.

Tom also seemed tired, and after sitting on the delicate sofa in the room with Charles in his arms, there was no other movement.

This made Charles, who was used to being teased by Tom, a little unaccustomed, and naturally remembered Tom's letter, which made him come to this place after the meal.

In fact, he came here without stopping for a moment after receiving the letter.

Finally, the head resting on the man's chest moved restlessly, "What's wrong with you?".

As Charles' slightly worried voice sounded in the room, Voldemort stared at the boy in his arms with half-closed eyes, and gently comforted the boy with his other hand.

Again and again, the silent reassurance made Charles' heart unexpectedly calm down.