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Voldemort was waiting, and he was always patient.

But when the Death Eaters who came in every time came to report, he would appear restless, and waved them away, and they were not allowed to disturb them again today.

He thought Meisha would come and it wouldn't take too long, because the current Hogwarts was really not worth her lingering.

It's just that Lucius Malfoy, who sent all the work that Voldemort pushed back to him, wanted to ask Snape to help share it, only to remember that he had already gone to school to welcome Her Highness the Princess back.

He could only grit his teeth viciously, and corrected stroke by stroke, chapter by chapter, bit by bit.

Although it was hard on his head, he couldn't be sloppy. If the Dark Lord couldn't give a satisfactory answer when he asked, he would be dealt with.

"So many things every day?" A gentle female voice asked behind him.

Lucius lost his head in a hurry, thinking it was his wife Narcissa, and said without looking back: "You know, the master let some of them go because they were bored, but it doesn't mean they were too happy to dance around. When the time comes, the master has to let it go. The doll must be held in the hand to be interesting, and the Dark Lord is not the kind of person who would let himself make such stupid mistakes. Narcissa, you—"

He suddenly felt something was wrong, this feeling was very wrong, the feeling coming from the person behind him was definitely not his wife, but it made him a little creepy!

Immediately turning his head, he was taken aback by the cleverly smiling one.

"Meisha?"

Meisha smiled and nodded, satisfied with his reaction and answer: "It sounds like Voldy's life is very rich, and it seems that there is no value for me to intervene."

"Meisha, you almost scared me to death." Lucius smiled: "You didn't go to see His Majesty, but you came here first?"

"Before meeting him, I decided to find out what kind of face I should give him." Meisha sat down calmly: "What do you think?"

"Of course it is the happiest. You are His Majesty's happiness." Lucius said immediately.

"His greatest happiness is power, not me." Meisha curled her lips and said.

"But you are the only woman His Majesty cares about, and this identity is already unique enough." Lucius said softly, "I know that Meisha is different from us, and won't care about this identity, but this is His Majesty's respect for you. An expression of the mind."

"Is it a manifestation of my heart? It is really wrong to come to see you, I should go to see Bellacrix." Meisha snorted lightly: "Although she can't speak, I can at least hear something real. "

"What I say is true."

"But he added too much rhetoric to whitewash." Meisha raised her eyebrows: "Dare you say that during the time I was away, he didn't have a woman?"

"I dare say—at least no one with me." Lucius said seriously: "Due to certain political reasons, His Majesty often has contact with some women, some of whom are very intimate, but never have any real contact with them. Your Majesty's body."

Speaking of this, Lucius blinked at her: "Aren't you moved by such a man who guards you like a jade? There is no such man in the world."

"Unique? But I think you are a good man, Lucius, but you say that... Could it be that you were unfaithful to Narcissa? I'm going to tell her!"

"Don't, don't." Lucius quickly pulled her back: "I don't mind if you come back to make trouble, but don't make fun of me, okay? Narcissa is very satisfied with me now, and I don't need others to add to our life as husband and wife. seasoning."

Since Draco went out on his own to fight, they seemed to be back to the sweetness of newlyweds, very happy.

"Then tell me honestly, what's going on at Hogwarts?" Going around, this is what Meisha wants to know.

But Lucius shook his head: "Only this matter I can't tell you, because His Majesty is personally responsible for planning this matter, and even Severus and I can only follow orders, and there is no way to know the slightest clue."

"Hiding it so strictly? Then—what about the expression on his face when he mentioned Hogwarts? It's your instinct to be sensitive."

"I can only say that there is no malice at all." Lucius said in a deep voice, "His Majesty cares more about Hogwarts than you can imagine."

Meisha was silent for a while, then suddenly she slapped her palms, and smiled brightly: "It's nothing! Very good, very good, I'm very satisfied, then I'm going to find Voldy, you continue."

continue?It was rare for Lucius to freak out.These are all the jobs that your family should do, I will continue!

Voldemort sat by the window with his head propped up, his eyes closed, and his breath heavy.

Meisha turned her head and looked down. His other hand was resting on his leg, seemingly unintentionally, but the shadow of the tip of the wand could be seen in the clasped palm.

So Meisha smiled, hugged him from behind, and bit his neck lightly.

Voldemort whispered: "Little vampire, Ken is back?"

"Originally I refused, but I miss you -- blood, what can I do if you don't come back?"

"Just want my blood? Thanks to me, I still think about it, looking forward to your return."

Listening to the delicate, silky and deep voice, Meisha let out a satisfied sigh: "Why can't I get tired of hearing your voice?"

"Don't you also not get tired of my appearance? I remember, this is your favorite." Voldemort raised his head: "Give me a kiss."

Meisha lightly tapped his lips: "Have you forgotten? I hate the tone of orders the most, because I often order others."

"But I'm used to orders, because I always order others." Voldemort smiled: "Meisha, a kiss."

The eyebrow gauze lowered her head slowly, and obediently touched his lips, allowing him to lick and lick, until both of them lost their sense of proportion, their tongues entangled and fought for territory.

When Voldemort's intentions were still unfinished, Meisha let go of him first: "Stop for a while."

"I said that no one is allowed to disturb tonight, maybe we don't need to stop." Voldemort looked to the side, full of ambiguity: "There is a bed over there."

"But I need to stop for a while, I have something to talk to you about!"

"... business." Voldemort let go of his hand with a little resentment: "Then let's talk about business first, what?"

"Hogwarts." Meisha said simply, waiting for his explanation.

"Ah... chaos." Voldemort immediately understood what she was referring to: "Hogwarts is scary now, isn't it? It is no longer a paradise for students, and it is always in the flames of war. In fact, for this kind of I am very satisfied with the status quo.”

"So my guess is not wrong, you deliberately made the situation like this." Voldemort admitted it simply, and it was too open and aboveboard, so that she couldn't get angry, and Meisha could only stare at him with a nasty voice. Authentic: "Give me a reason."

"I'm very sorry, dear, I'm not fast enough, and this matter can't be rushed. If possible, I want to give you a completely reborn Hogwarts, a place that belongs to me completely, so that you can feel free Playing. There are many magical corners in the wizarding world, but I can see that this campus is what you care about most."

"Should I be moved? You know my preferences like the back of your hand."

"You can touch me and satisfy my manly self-esteem." Voldemort said with a smile: "The current Hogwarts has been deeply ingrained in the previous thinking, and with Dumbledore's conscious guidance, it has formed a complete system. The problem is, it’s the exact opposite of everything I’ve advocated for. I can’t think of a way to bring it back to my rule other than to break it down and build it up.”

"Fair. But one misstep and Hogwarts will be history."

"That's why I was careful and careful, and didn't dare to speed up my pace. But now that I have you, what else should I worry about? The time has come to collect this place."

Eyebrows curled her lips: "No~ How can you let people do it themselves as a gift for others?"

"I have to wait a long time for my plan. Don't you feel itchy? And I remember you said that the best is the one who fights for himself." Voldemort put his arms around her and whispered softly: "Even if you don't These are just for us to have more time together when you come back, and you feel sorry for me, huh?"

His dexterous fingers moved on his chest, and quietly poked into the skirt of his clothes. The itchy sensation made Meisha's voice sound like a moan: "I love you? I always feel that it's not worth it..."

Listening to her soft voice, stroking the rosy skin, how can Voldemort still be in the mood to talk about business?

"Then let me pamper you, I think it's a good deal..."

Pressing down on her with hot, wet kisses, Voldemort picked her up, but instead of going to bed, he sat in the large armchair behind the desk.

The legs are placed on the armrest, and the opened privacy just rubs against the fiery top that has already been erected.Meisha immediately broke free from the hot kiss that would make any woman dizzy, and roared angrily: "Go to bed!"

"Hush—keep your voice down, I don't want the Death Eaters outside waiting for my summons to hear your enthusiasm."

"Enthusiasm, you ass!" Meisha twisted her body: "Put me down immediately, I don't want to be here as soon as I come back...or I'll lose my face!"

Voldemort took a deep breath, his eyes suddenly darkened: "You goblin...you can't even think about it now." He held up the waist of the eyebrow gauze, and squeezed directly into the tight tunnel.

"Well——" Meisha leaned over and took a hard bite on his shoulder: "It hurts, bastard!"

Voldemort bared her teeth, the pain from the impact was only temporary, but she bit her small fangs so hard, who hurt more?Really.

In retaliation, he pushed himself hard through her and began to move rhythmically, but the revenge didn't last long, and soon pushed the two into lust.

"Too, too fast...slow down." Meisha was lying on the table, and Voldemort's impact was still continuing, just like a machine, refusing to slow down at all.

He leaned over and smiled, "You also have a day to beg for mercy?"

"How long have you been!" There was another violent rebuttal, Meisha groaned, and her body softened.

Voldemort hugged her and let her straddle him again.

"I don't want to die from overindulgence...you let me go." Meisha poked him on the shoulder.It was crazy, the two of them did it for hours without even taking off their clothes.

Voldemort patted her on the back lightly, and the clone inside her didn't fade at all: "Then take a rest, huh? Take a good rest."

Meisha immediately closed her eyes, but Voldemort gave her a push again.

"you--!"

"Rest is rest, but you can't fall asleep, I'm not enough." Voldemort bit her ear: "If you fall asleep, I'll carry you to the window, maybe you prefer there?"

Meisha's body paused: "Your window is facing the courtyard, you madman."

"That's why you can try it. You don't like stimulation?"

Meisha rolled his eyes at him, and suddenly smiled sweetly: "If you want others to see our erotic palace, I don't mind. But if I kill all those who see it, don't feel bad. "

"Apart from you in this life, do I still have time to love others?" Holding her tightly, the heat buried in her body was throbbing, Voldemort deliberately said aggrievedly: "I can't help it."

The corners of Meisha's mouth twitched, this man even used it to act coquettishly, what else could she do?

Voldemort just showed a smug smile when there was a hasty knock on the door, and then Lucius' voice sounded: "Special event, news from Germany, I'm sorry to have to disturb you, master!"

Voldemort's face looked like he had eaten a fly, his lips squirmed, and he tried not to utter the words.

Meisha is happy, happy, happy: "It's important, huh?"

Suppressing his anger, Voldemort asked loudly, "What's the matter?"

"Grindelwald." Lucius said simply.

Voldemort's expression changed immediately.

Meisha wondered: "Is the old man still alive?"

Voldemort shook his head: "He is useless now. For the sake of being the Dark Lord, I sent someone to guard him and let him fend for himself in Newvermond. I didn't expect... Hmph, the centipede is not dead. stiff."

Sensing that Voldemort's mind was finally distracted, Meisha pushed him: "I'm going to sleep, you call Lucius in and ask him carefully."

"It's necessary to ask clearly, but we're not done yet." Voldemort suddenly pressed her body down, allowing himself to enter her body completely, his body tightly fitting, and then waved his hands to disperse the obscene atmosphere in the room.

After finishing all this, he put his arms around Meisha's waist: "Come in."

Meisha's body froze, and before she could protest, Lucius had pushed the door open and entered.

He was really anxious, but when he saw the posture of Voldemort and Meisha, he was still a little frozen there.

He is not indifferent, how could he not know that this action represents them on the other side of the desk——

He stopped at a distance from the desk, knowing that Voldemort probably didn't have a hand to read it now, so he opened it by himself and began to read: "Two hours ago, there was a sudden riot in Newvermond, Grindelwald Breaking out from the prison, killing three people and injuring five others, has been confirmed to escape, whereabouts are unknown."

Voldemort's expression immediately turned cold, but it was clear that the fire in his body hadn't dissipated: "Is there no trace? He doesn't even have a wand. How did he escape from the heavily guarded prison? No matter how powerful a magician is, when he He has no wand, nor can he cast any extremely offensive magic."

"Yes, but he has a wand."

"traitor?"

"No, it's controlled by Sirius Black over there. He hates Grindelwald very much, and so do his people. There can be no traitors." Lucius flipped through a few more pages of information, and said solemnly: "And according to The sources say - if Sirius Black's brain still exists, which I always thought existed but doubt it now - Grindelwald's wand appeared out of nowhere, and, if he reads correctly, it was the Elder Wand."

This time it wasn't Voldemort's turn to extinguish his enthusiasm first, Meisha had already pushed him away, wrapped her clothes around her and stood up: "Tell me again, what is that wand?"

Lucius wisely lowered his head and didn't look at it: "It is said that it is the old wand that disappeared from the hands of Her Royal Highness when Dumbledore died."

Meisha sat down on the chair by the window, her movements froze for a moment, she glared at Voldemort, and pulled a cushion for herself: "The Elder Wand... After I lost it, I was busy and didn't look for it, it doesn't mean I forgot this matter."

She will always remember who snatched something from her.

"How did Sirius recognize the Elder Wand?"

"I don't know, he didn't go into too much detail." Lucius turned the pages from beginning to end, but he didn't see Sirius Black explaining anything, it was just a routine report.

"The qualities of Gryffindor haven't been wiped out of his body for so long..." Meisha flicked her fingers, and the thin black thread shuttled between her fingers.

After a while, an illusory image appeared in front of them.That's the image of Grindelwald pulling out Newvermonde. It's blurry, but it does give them a glimpse.

"It's really the Elder Wand, he saw it very accurately this time." Meisha narrowed her eyes: "It seems that he uses it very well...it's mine!"

"Don't be angry, it will come back to you sooner or later." Voldemort said softly, "First of all, I need to know the reason why Grindelwald escaped."

"It's because Meisha is back." Lucius replied immediately: "Grindelwald said - She's back."

"He escaped immediately after I came back? It's really not cute." Meisha caressed her red and swollen lips: "Given his relationship with Dumbledore, maybe he will seek revenge from me."

"Revenge for Dumbledore? Ridiculous, he's the Dark Lord."

"However, this Dark Lord is obsessed with the leader of the White Wizard, otherwise, why would he voluntarily be trapped in Newvermond for so many years?" Eyebrows covered her lips and chuckled: "Don't tell me that you don't know now, but he has Enough reason to avenge your lover."

"I did feel that something was wrong..." Voldemort said with a gloomy face, "Hmph! Degenerate yourself!"

"Love is the greatest power. Dumbledore admired this, perhaps because he subdued the first generation of the Dark Lord." Meisha said ironically.

Voldemort turned to Lucius and said, "Except for Hogwarts' influence, all elites find Grindelwald, and if they resist, they will be killed directly."

"I'll go too, if you have something to ask him, don't be so murderous." Mei Sha immediately rejected his order.

"Ask what?" Voldemort frowned slightly: "You'd better not have too much interaction with him."

"Ask him why he got the Elder Wand." Meisha said coldly: "When you locked him up, didn't you check if he had a wand? Who gave it to him, and who took it away from me? Yes, that's what I need to know."

"...I'll help you find out." Voldemort waved to her: "Come here."

Meisha blushed slightly: "However, if anyone asks you to ask, I can find out by myself, and I can find it faster than you."

"You don't need to find someone to do it yourself. Wouldn't it be better to show up when you do it? Important people have to make their appearances at the right time." Voldemort's voice was softer: "Good boy, come here."

Meisha shook her head even more.

Seeing that the two began to flirt again, and remembering what he had interrupted, Lucius immediately bowed: "The matter is over, please rest, I will not disturb you."

Taking a few steps back, Lucius left quickly, leaving the two of them staring at each other.

Voldemort drew his wand, locked the door completely, and drew down the curtains to silence the sound.Then, at last, he remembered to start undressing.

From Meisha's point of view, the one who walked over while taking it off was simply a shark, a great white shark baring its teeth!

"Don't worry, don't run, our night is still long..."