mystery lover

"Why did you come to Hogwarts suddenly, it's still daytime."

I don't know how long it took before Charles muttered and raised his head from the man's comfortable embrace, looking at Voldemort unconsciously with attachment.

"Why, doesn't my dear Char--prefer my evening visit?"

When meeting Voldemort's black eyes that seemed to be stained with a smile, the boy was embarrassed and a little annoyed for a while, and coupled with the obvious hint of misinterpreting his meaning in the other party's words, the previous warmth seemed to be broken in an instant.

But—this was the Tom he knew.

"How did you get in here!"

Some slightly long brown hair slid close to the boy's fair forehead and slid to the side of his face. Charles looked dissatisfied at Voldemort, who seemed not to care about breaking into Hogwarts, and finally couldn't help but say , "What if it is discovered!"

Thinking about it, I knew that it was impossible for this perverted man to come in through any legitimate means, although Charles didn't know what would happen if he was caught trespassing on Hogwarts... In short, it wouldn't be a good thing.

Voldemort's eyes seemed to flicker, looking at the little badger who was about to explode, he stretched out his hand and pulled Charles' body in front of him.

"Hey..." Because of the close distance, Charles could almost feel the other person's breathing, "Don't be so indifferent, I will worry about you, Tom!"

After speaking, he couldn't help frowning.

"understood."

"kindness?"

What kind of answer is this, it doesn't seem to answer his question?

"I'll be careful." After Voldemort finished speaking, he still smiled at the boy reassuringly.

"!!!"

He didn't mean that at all, did he!

Charles found that he really wanted to reach out and grab Tom's annoying smiling face at this moment. The other party didn't really understand his worry at all. Listen to his tone... there will be a next time! ! !

Suddenly, Charles felt the corner of his mouth being pressed by something, and then the man's kiss fell down.

"Um……?"

Before he could react, the two had moved from the sofa to the bed.

"Char...you are so cute."

As Voldemort said, he bit the boy's slightly red ears viciously, causing Charles' body to tremble involuntarily.

……

"Well... you... you don't touch that!!"

When Voldemort's hand slowly slid down to pinch a certain part of the boy, Charles woke up with a start and opened his eyes that were dazzled by the man's kiss.

A low laugh sounded in Charles' ears, and the scorching breath made the boy's flushed cheeks even hotter.

"Tom... I have class in the afternoon..."

"what class."

He asked casually, without disturbing the man's next actions at all.

"Dark magic... defense class... ah..."

"Then...you don't have to go."

"..."

"Ahh... Tom..."

*****I'm the dividing line going to class*****

Before entering the classroom, Charles once again confirmed that everything about him seemed normal, if he ignored the discomfort that a certain part of his body was having now.

Thinking of this, the boy's face was slightly distorted.

And the face of Tom's evil smile that emerged in his mind, Charles really wanted to pinch it down! ! !

But he just thought about it... In fact, the other party looked at his emotion and embarrassment very contentedly after he was satisfied.

Compared with Tom, Charles had no choice but to admit defeat.

Although annoyed at the other party's ignorance, disregard for safety, unwillingness to give in, lack of restraint, no... I don't understand how serious it is for him to skip class as a student at all! !

...but it must be admitted that...

Tom's sudden appearance made Charles feel deeply dependent and relieved after being frightened.

Although he didn't tell Tom that he was going to be an intern at the Ministry of Magic in the end, Charles had already decided to send that hateful man a letter of greeting during the dinner later, by the way...

Tell him about yourself...

On the way back to the classroom, Charles had already decided to tell the man about everything including his own family. He didn't want the other party to learn about it through other means. That would be a bad feeling.

And there is... that man's position.

Charles still doesn't know what Tom's position is in the wizarding world. Although he graduated from Slytherin College, he seems to have a deep connection with Muggles... The surname Riddle... is not a pure-blood noble ...

Could it be that they really support the Order of the Phoenix?But the character of the other party...doesn't look like that of the Order of the Phoenix.Moreover, although the Order of the Phoenix advocates the protection of Muggles, it refuses to have too much contact with Muggles. On this point, Tom, who also works in the Muggle community, is obviously contradictory.

Charles has never heard Tom mention these things, and the cryptic inquiry in the last letter was also dealt with coldly by the other party... After confirming that the other party does not have the mark of the adult on his hand, if it is really what Charles thinks, Tom like this How did his identity spend seven years in Slytherin? It was still when that lord's power was in full swing.

Mixed race, Muggle contact...

Thinking of who the McAvoy family is loyal to and the job he just got, Charles suddenly has a headache and finds out...why do so many troubles arise when he falls in love.

Facing the question that the man didn't dare to ask directly, Charles reaffirmed that he must send the letter quickly.

Taking a deep breath, Charles pushed open the door in front of him.

Although well prepared, Charles still felt a little uncomfortable when he walked into the classroom.

All eyes were on him, and in the end he could only force his eyes to look at the unhappy Defense Against the Dark Arts professor on the podium.

Without the professor's consent, he dared not move around at will.

And being late is obviously not something that makes the professor happy.

But what relieved Charles was that the other party didn't make things difficult for him, but let him in after nodding his head.

But when Charles walked to the seat at the back, whispers of discussion still reached his ears from both sides.

"The assistant minister can be late..."

"Professor Crouch used Tim as a test subject for that class last time when he was late...

"Also fined for a ten-foot paper..."

……

Charles' composure was finally shattered by embarrassment, the boy quickened his pace, walked to his friend's side and sat down, and then ignored the sights that drifted from time to time.

"Be quiet!"

Professor Crouch's voice was very intimidating and stopped the murmur of discussion in the classroom. Although he looked at the boy in the corner with a hint of ambiguity, the order from the Dark Mark just now made him just I can suppress the irritability of doubts in my heart, and keep an eye on the second son of the McAvoy family, so as not to let this Hufflepuff have any accidents in school!

Little Barty deeply felt that now he not only had to teach a group of trolls how to resist black magic, but also served as a kid's bodyguard!

"Where have you been? You're so late!"

When the professor let the students practice freely, Lucas found the opportunity to ask his friends around him. It would be almost three hours before Charles left the auditorium, and the afternoon Defense Against the Dark Arts class was almost over.

"I...in the library...forgot the time..." Charles replied with a guilty conscience.

"Charles...forget it, I know you're in a bad mood."

"Thank you, Lucas."

"Hey, the professor is here, I'll talk about it later!"

After Lucas finished speaking, he began to try to cast a white magic again.

During dinner, Charles tied the letter written after class at Michelle's feet. After feeding his pet enough food, the snow-white owl finally flew out of the great hall of Hogwarts nimbly .

*****

In the library, Charles, who was flipping through a potion book, bumped into a boy with disheveled hair by accident.

"sorry!"

"Ah... nothing."

He was about to bend down to pick up the books scattered on the ground, but the other party had already picked up the books before him.

"Hi, it's you!"

When he took the book handed over by the boy, Charles realized that it was Harry Potter who bumped into him.

"Hello."

Charles looked at Harry Potter with some doubts. He had never spoken to Harry before, and the attitude of the other party seemed to be very enthusiastic.

Harry obviously also realized that his behavior was a bit strange, and after a couple of awkward laughs, he extended his right hand in a friendly manner.

"Hi, I'm Harry Potter, nice to meet you!"

Charles was a little confused about the other party's enthusiasm, but he still held the boy's hand.

"Hi, I'm Charles McAvoy."

"Ha! I know! You're an intern in the minister's office!"

As Harry said, he took a small step forward, with a gloating expression on his face?

"Hey buddy, let me tell you, if the Ministry of Magic's assessment is correct, you might be the next Minister! Haha - think of Slytherin being defeated by Hufflepuff, who they look down on the most - Charles, we They are very optimistic about you!"

"what……?"

Charles was deeply horrified by the contents of the boy's words...the next minister...what is Harry talking about...defeating Voldemort?

No, no, he should run away quickly.

"Huh? I heard something."

Just then, another voice appeared near the boys.

On the other side, the platinum-haired teenager walked across from Charles and Harry with a haughty expression, while the other's eyes were filled with obvious anger.

Alongside Draco Malfoy were his two little followers, Bangor and Crabbe.

"What do you want, Malfoy."

Knowing that the other party had bad intentions, Harry instinctively stood in front of Charles, with his wand already in his hand.

"Go away, Potter!"

Draco looked angrily at Harry Potter who stood in front of him, this idiot who never spoke with his brain.

On the other hand, Charles looked at the scene in front of him in shock, since the two boys had already pulled out their wands...

no?It was too fast and sudden, and Charles couldn't react.

There may be no student at Hogwarts who doesn't know that Harry Potter in Gryffindor and Draco Malfoy in Slytherin hate each other, and there are countless conflicts between them...but Charles didn't Thinking that one day I would be able to watch these two people at such a close distance... fighting?

"Ten points will be deducted from Gryffindor for provoking classmates."

A gloomy voice sounded above the heads of the little animals.

"professor……"

Draco was the first to spot Snape appearing behind Harry and Charles, and hastily put away his wand, drawing a cold glance from the Potions Master.

"What! Why only deduct our points!"

Harry was taken aback by Snape's sudden appearance, but quickly dissatisfied with the favoritism of the head of Slytherin.

"Go against the professor, five points will be deducted from Gryffindor."

After the Potions Professor finished speaking, the golden boy of Gryffindor blushed instantly.

Harry knew in his heart that speaking any further would only make his college lose more gems.

But Charles, who was on the side, was dumbfounded watching this scene, although...it seems...someone has heard that the dean of Slytherin is very partial to his own house, and besides potions...the biggest pleasure is probably the button Points from Lanffindor College... but such a deduction... is really...

"This……"

Charles let out an exclamation sound out of instinct. Unfortunately, just because this voice sounded slightly 'dissatisfied' and 'protest', it successfully attracted the venom of the Potions Professor.

"Let me see who this is."

Snape looked at Charles blankly.

"Uh……"

The young man took a step back to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, but soon bumped into the bookshelf... There was no way out.

"Isn't this our great Minister of Magic - Assistant!"

A pop came from the platinum-blond boy.

But Draco, who was amused by his godfather's obviously mocking tone, quickly received another cold glance, so he immediately fell silent.

"Professor Snape..."

With no way out, Charles could only bite the bullet and look at the Potions professor in front of him, feeling extremely annoyed.

"What an excellent grade, does it mean that in Mr. McAvoy's view, his glorious future is already in sight, and it gives you the right to refute the professor?"

"No...no..."

"But I think as long as your head full of achnatherum is functioning normally for a moment, you should know that this is a school, and you are just a fourth grade student who has not performed well so far so that your professor can have enough memory space to remember you - oh, of course, there may be no one who doesn't know you by now - the great - Ministry of Magic - Minister - Assistant - Mr McAvoy."

As Snape's calm and cold voice sounded, Charles's little face turned redder and redder. He wanted to refute but tragically found that every word the other party said seemed, as if, to be correct.

"professor……"

Harry looked at Charles who was being bullied by Snape, a little annoyed but very clear that he couldn't contradict him again at this time, he could only draw the other's attention with his voice.

"Why, is Mr. Potter questioning my evaluation?" Snape said blankly, then turned and continued to look at Charles, "Hufflepuff deducted ten points for questioning the professor."

……

Following the potions professor's voice, Charles' eyes widened almost instantly - he was actually deducted points!

His head was buzzing. God knows Charles never thought that one day his college would deduct points because of him.

"It's not that I want to be an assistant minister."

The depressed little Badger didn't realize that the most real psychological activity in his heart had already been expressed in a repulsive tone.

Draco, who was stunned by his words, and Harry, who looked at him even more passionately after being shocked, even the potions professor in front of him stiffened imperceptibly.

"Hmph, I thought - Mr. McAvoy don't have to flaunt your - unwanted job in front of us again."

After Snape finished speaking, Charles realized what he might have said, but the other party's continuous ridicule also made him a little bit dissatisfied, why should he keep targeting himself!

"But I got it, not you guys."

Charles looked at Snape in front of him, and for the first time looked without fear at the Potions Professor he had ever feared the most.

"Very well, Hufflepuff will deduct another ten points for provoking the professor."

"..."

Charles suspects that he might deduct all the gems that Hufflepuff has had since the beginning of this year... given that there are not many gems in Hufflepuff.

Harry looked at Charles' lowered head, regretting dragging the gentle and friendly little badger into their war with Slytherin.

"All right, Snape."

Little Barty Crouch came out from one side of the bookshelf who didn't know when to come, staring at the expressionless Severus Snape with a gloomy face, almost when the group of trolls started this boring Little Barty, who was watching the play during the dispute, didn't give up the idea of ​​watching the play until he felt a burning sensation from the Dark Mark on his arm and walked out.

It seems that the protection requested by the master is not only to protect the personal safety of this Hufflepuff... Little Barty glanced at Charles who was beside Potter, but was humiliated by Snape, the bat, and then received a few words. Is it gone?

But... why would the master know?

Looking across everyone present, who is delivering the message?