Supreme, Supreme, Dark Lord!

Tom's lazily raised paws, small white hands and smiling face stood out in the black sea of ​​student uniforms, but Voldemort didn't even look at him, just glanced at the other students in the class and announced the end of the meeting.

That blatant ignorance made the corners of Tom's mouth stiff, so his hands were still raised high, and he stared stubbornly and persistently at Voldemort. Voldemort at the far end of the podium seemed to notice, he frowned, and then walked towards the students' seats.

The corners of Tom's mouth were raised, because of Voldemort's compromise, but the arc was only slightly raised and then fixed at a certain angle. The reason was that Voldemort seemed to be walking in his direction, but he turned a corner halfway to walk. Beside the Ravenclaw student who was the first to be called up by Voldemort earlier, the two left together.

bypass him.

Or, completely, ignore.

Looking at the backs of the two people leaving one after the other, Tom still had a smile on his lips, but his dark eyes were already gloomy and dead.

The ever brighter smile on his face seemed to correspond to his frozen and cold eyes. When he met Tom's eyes, Abraxas even felt a little scared. That was the first time he felt afraid of this friend, because Tom's eyes were too cold for a moment, and they were empty and violent, restless like a beast.

"...Abraxas, why don't you go?" Tom got up, yawning lazily, as if he was infinitely sleepy, and squinted at Albraxas Yan smiled and said, usually Abraxas would hook Tom's back naturally, but now he just lowered his head and said shyly as if trying to avoid Tom's gaze: "Well, I probably still Need some time, you go first..."

Tom had no choice but to turn around and leave, and after watching his back disappear outside the door, Albraxas slumped on the chair, beating his slightly trembling calf with a wry smile... It seems that he It's time to take back the previous evaluation that Tom couldn't catch up with Professor Lord Voldemort... People with the same blood really have the same dark essence...

Although Tom's gaffe was only for a short moment, for Abraxas who accidentally touched Tom's heart, that moment was enough to make his shirt soaked in cold sweat.

──Yes, just like the famous and dangerous dark wizard, Salazar.Like Slytherin... Abraxas, whose feet were still trembling, covered his face with his hands, and smiled softly. He was looking forward to it in his heart, looking forward to the day when the successor of Slytherin would bring back his glory, Then, to fulfill his promise to his followers...

Thinking of this, Abraxas unfastened his necklace from his neck, the pendant was gleaming with Malfoga's family crest, especially the circle of silver and green vines around the family name.

"Z'ressluethl'alurlmrannd'ssinsszhahsharorr Only strength and thrones are your best lovers Thalackwholhar'luthilindith.

Conquer the desired goal with war

Lilelamshinbelbauultrinjalzhahssinjinbelbol Fate will give all sweet gifts to the victor Slytherintlumallajalultrinnanzhahxundus.

Praise Slytherin, may all victories be his. "

said Abraxas, murmuring.

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Taking the Ravenclaw student with him, Voldemort used the Ignore Charm on him and himself after he walked out of the classroom, and then he went through a hidden passage to the door of the Occasion Room, and walked back and forth in the passage Three times, opened up an absolutely secluded private room and then dragged the students in.

There was only one sofa and coffee table in the room, and he sat on it comfortably after entering the door, with his chin raised slightly, his eyes cold and even with a look of disdain: "I have seen you beside Hitler and Grindelwald... Dark Ace , how did you get into Hogwarts?"

"Professor Lord Voldemort, I think you are referring to my brother. I am Wolfe Doug Littlewhite. Salute to you."

The boy gave him a German-style military salute. His originally slack and slightly bent waist was straight as a bamboo, and he looked quite capable. After knocking on the case, his lips, which always give people a feeling of flirtatiousness and indifference, slightly raised, then he slowly leaned his body against the back of the chair, squinted his eyes lazily and said in a quite comfortable posture: "So, I once watched Brother of a child who passed away, why did you deliberately attract my attention during class?"

"I just said it was my brother... Forget it, Professor Lord Voldemort, I did have my purpose in taking risks to attract your attention." Wolf frowned angrily, and his unreasonable look looked very cute , while Voldemort just blandly raised his eyebrows and waited for Wolfe's next move.

The boy then fumbled around his body without any fuss, and took out a letter with a wax seal from his inner pocket. He put the letter gently on the table, and explained to Voldemort who was staring at it motionlessly. : "Hitler... that is, the head of state of our Germany, that guy knew the secret conversation between you and Mr. Grindelwald. Although the conclusion about you ended in a broken situation, he personally had some different opinions, so he I hope to reach a conditional exchange with you."

"... Oh?" ​​Voldemort raised his brows in interest, but then he remained calm. He took out a bottle of red wine and a tall horn glass from his clothes, filled it with red wine and turned it in his hand: "The head of mankind Just a Muggle, what did Hitler think he could impress me with?"

The vague guess made the corner of Voldemort's mouth curl into a vague smile, and Wolfe's subsequent response also confirmed the guess in his heart──

"...Slate and the Elder Wand, Professor Lord Voldemort, we agree to all the conditions you requested earlier, but the object of the agreement and contract with you has changed from the honorable Mr. Grindelwald to the head of state."

"My country?" Voldemort frowned slightly, partly because the young wizard in front of him called a Muggle-speaking Prime Minister, but the other part...

He stopped knocking on the table, leaned forward slightly, seemed to find it very amused and said mockingly: "Then, assuming that the transaction can be established, then as Muggles and underage wizards, you should What method can I use to get what I want from Grindelwald? I have always been used to getting paid first before doing business. If your head of state wants to draw a pie in the sky or a white wolf with empty hands──then you I'm going to be disappointed."

Voldemort's tone was full of contempt and needles in the cotton, but Wolfe just straightened his back without being humble, stepped forward with his head upright, and peeled off the outer shell of his wolf's tail wand in front of Voldemort.

The sterling silver cane then shone brightly in the light. Voldemort looked at the familiar flying eagle and was surprised for the first time: "This is... Grindelwald's wand?"