[HP] The Dark Duke's Candy

Walburga Black was gloating over his perfect plan.

Miranda Greengrass had unknowingly become a key part of her plan and thought of her as a good person.

When did the accident happen?

It was when they went back to the Slytherin common room together.

Walburga didn't even know what happened. The moment she stepped into the common room, a ray of light hit her, and she felt severe pain all over her body. Her heart seemed to be torn apart. Immediately, he couldn't care about any elegance and aura, and fell to the ground in an instant, curling up into a ball.

But all this is not over yet, the suffocating pain not only did not gradually ease, but even intensified.

A series of spells of light hit her, Walburga struggled with horror on her face, she couldn't think about what happened at all, the pain made her go crazy, tortured her constantly begging for mercy, her expression twisted and writhed , She didn't know how long all this lasted, but at the last moment, she felt that life and death were worse.

Of course she didn't die.

She is still alive.

When she was covered in sweat and limp on the ground dying, her consciousness gradually came back.

She opened her eyes wide and stared blankly at the pair of shiny black leather shoes in front of her. She followed the man's shoes and looked up, step by step to his handsome and extraordinary face.

It's Riddle.

He has black hair and black eyes, a smile on his mouth, and a yew wand in his hand that looks like a human bone.

The moment she saw the wand, she flinched instinctively and kept running to the corner.

"...Tom, that's enough." Abraxas' voice sounded not far away, and Walburga looked over in a panic, only then did she realize that her ugliness had already been covered by everyone in Slytherin. I saw it all.

They looked at her solemnly, which was not bad—Avery and Rozier even looked at her with excitement and teasing, which made Walburga feel insulted .

She trembled and tried to get up, but the sequelae of pain caused her to fall several times.

In the end, Lucretia couldn't stand it anymore and ran over to help her up.

"I've wanted to use this spell on wizards for a long time." Riddle stood on the spot, stroked the yew wood wand in his hand, looked at the Black sisters who were staring at him with a half-smile, and whispered, "The Cruciatus Curse Feeling good, Miss Black." He pointed his wand slowly at Lucretia, tilting his head slightly, "Maybe another Miss Black would like to try it?"

Lucretia trembled, and she also thought about picking up her wand to resist, but look at the group of people standing behind Riddle, their fearful or fanatical eyes made Lucretia retreat, not to mention that she was alone. She was no match for Riddle, the people behind him were clearly following him, and she would only become a target for them to practice black magic if she acted rashly.

"...You should at least give the Black family some face, Riddle." Lucretia took a deep breath and said.

Riddle chuckled lightly and said, "Oh... the purest and oldest Black family. Yes, yes, I really should give it some face." He took a step forward, and Walburga immediately went to Lucretia Lying in her arms, Lucretia also began to be afraid, and finally it was Alphard Black who stood in front of them.

"Stop, Riddle! If you mess around again, I'll tell the dean what happened just now!" Alphard said angrily.

Riddle smiled and said, "Do you think I will give you the chance to do that, Mr. Black?" He glanced at Sister Black indifferently, and said with regret, "I gave you the chance, but you didn't cherish it. How can you blame me? Maybe in your opinion, the Black family will have some status in front of me—but in fact, although I do need your followers, if you want to challenge my authority, then I can only bear the pain Punish you." After he finished speaking, Alphard fell to the ground without even waving his wand. Riddle said softly, "Mr. Did you get out of the way?"

Alphard tried to stand up, trying to continue to stand in front of the Black sisters, Walburga looked at him with tears in his eyes, and said to Riddle excitedly: "I will tell my parents, I..."

"It seems that Miss Black still hasn't learned her lesson." Riddle raised his lips slightly, and he said something hoarsely, and an extremely thick snake suddenly sprang out from the corner, directly entangled Alphard who was constantly making trouble.

"In the face of the power of Slytherin, if the Black family can't add to the icing on the cake, then there is no need to exist." Riddle took a few steps forward quickly, staring at Walburga at a close distance, "I still need to do it for you." Can you explain in depth what's going to happen?" He tilted his head slightly and clicked his tongue, "Maybe Mrs. Black and Mr. Black can do something for their good daughter, and..." He glanced at the woman who was almost entangled Choking Alphard, "The rebellious, Muggle-friendly son explain."

Walburga tremblingly said: "You and..."

"Quiet!" Riddle only said one word, and with a flick of his wand, the white light hit Walburga in front of her, and she closed her mouth.

"Miss Black will be a special case among us." Riddle turned around and faced the others behind him, "You won't imitate her to disrupt my plan, will you?"

His dark eyes swept over everyone, and in the face of absolute power, the Slytherins would not give the opposite answer.

Even, the group of people who have extremely passionate feelings for black magic are still cheering for him excitedly.

Walburga gradually calmed down.

She looked at Riddle with her back facing her and Lucretia with lingering fear in her heart. Riddle turned his eyes and glanced at her lightly. She shuddered and immediately lowered her head.

"There will be no next time, Walburga." He changed his tone to a softer tone, "For our greater interests, for the glory of pure blood, and for the more brilliant future of the Black family, you should not destroy our friendship again " He said regretfully, "You made me so sad this time, I really hope this is the last time, okay?"

When he is strong, you have no way to refute, and when he suddenly becomes gentle, it is even more difficult for you to resist.

Walburga said, quite unconsciously, "Okay."

Lucretia grabbed her hand, and the two looked at each other without speaking.

"That's really great." Riddle walked into the crowd with a look of relief. He was tall and stood out from the crowd. His pleasing eyes slowly passed through the crowd present, and he said with a smile, "Please Believe me, my dear friends. I will never forget the promise I made to you, never forget the benefits that belong to the pure blood. And, soon, I will let you actually see it coming."

The benefits of pure blood... coming soon... when is that?

At this moment, the Muggle world is still at war. Although the magic world has not been greatly affected, the downfall of the Dark Lord Grindelwald has still severely damaged the pure-blood families.

They were immersed in the grief of the sacrifice of family members, and none of them did not want to revive the pure blood.

The existence of Dumbledore, as well as his pro-Muggle behavior, made the wizards of the Muggle breed thrive in the wizarding world, sitting on an equal footing with them, and even competing for their interests.

Few pure-blood families could bear this disgusting and unpleasant reality, especially the Black family.

The Black family is almost crazy obsessed with bloodlines. In order to ensure the glory of bloodlines, they even marry close relatives. Walburga is already engaged to her cousin. With such determination, they will naturally not maintain purity. Blood, fighting for the interests of pure blood is a drag on things like this.

Alphard is probably the only outlier in the Black family at present.

Not only the members of the Black family thought this way, even Riddle was aware of it.

He stood among the crowd, holding his wand and said: "Now that we have reached a consensus, our group will have a new name, and all of you here, at the moment when we become members of a big family, can also use another name. A name to call me."

He raised his hand, and his wand wrote his name in the air - Tom Marvolo Riddle.

The flame-like names were rearranged after he lightly waved his hand, and the words that appeared in front of everyone became - IamLordVoldemort.

He slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, showing a dignified and cold smile, and the people in Slytherin school robes lined up tacitly, bowing their heads slightly in front of him.

And the snake that has been entangled with Alphard has left Alphard's body at this moment. In front of everyone, Riddle waved his wand at Alphard and said softly: "Forget everything."

——Now, there is no need to worry about the secrets being leaked by the aliens of the Black family.

As for the others...

"Trust is an indispensable part of achieving great things." Riddle, oh no, it's time to call him Voldemort, he said lightly to everyone, "Of course you have gained my trust, but Hogwarts still has Lots of things that worry me, so, please don't mind me, I'd like to put a secrecy charm on..."

Alphard was thrown out of the common room by Avery after being forgotten.

He woke up drowsily outside the common room, looked around wonderingly, got up, patted his robe, read the password and walked in.

When he walked in, what he saw was a harmonious scene of classmates standing or sitting, chatting or doing homework.

He looked around in puzzlement and scratched his head. Although he couldn't figure out what was going on, he didn't bother to think about it.

Walburga leaned against Lucretia, and she whispered, "His healing spell is strong..."

"You don't feel sick now?"

Walburga said in an ethereal tone: "...Yes, I don't feel any discomfort, all the pain is like a dream." Her gray eyes blinked, "He has very powerful power, I have a hunch That would surpass Dumbledore. I think..."

Abraxas walked up to them and added in her place, "I thought maybe he could really revive the pure blood for our highest good."

Walburga looked at him in surprise, then smiled slightly: "Yes."

Abraxas also believed in this, and he smiled, but there was some worry behind the smile.

Everyone probably knew that the reason for Riddle's anger today was that Walburga sabotaged his plan without authorization.

But little is known about what Walburga really did.

He is one of them.

He got the truth of the matter from Greengrass, who was terrified by Riddle.

For women?

Who would have believed that such a resolute and extremely cunning person would be furious because of a girl, and torture the young lady of the Black family to the point of death?

Not even Abraxas could imagine it.

Maybe Riddle...Lord Voldemort, the reason he was really angry was because Walburga challenged his authority and regarded his words as nothing.

That's really unpleasant, isn't it?

Abraxas swept away the trouble between his brows, chatted with Walburga and the others, then got up and left.

Candice had no idea what was going on inside Slytherin.

She was busy with Quidditch practice after Valentine's Day, and before the end of February, the finals between Slytherin and Gryffindor were officially underway.

Due to the previous upset defeat, the Gryffindors rose up bravely this time and won the game with an irreversible posture. Candice even killed the Golden Snitch when Abraxas didn't find it at all. Hold it in your hand.

This may be the fastest game ever to end at Hogwarts.

Candice was also a little dazed while holding the Snitch and flying in the air. Abraxas flew over on a broom in a daze, flicking his blond hair and looked around. He still couldn't accept the end of the game.

The stands of several colleges were silent, and after a long time, it was the stands of Gryffindor who broke the silence.Everyone cheered deafeningly. Candice was thrown up by the players after she came down. To be honest, she was very worried that she would fall.

But she didn't fall off in the end.

Among the crowd, she found Riddle whose aura had undergone a major change after Valentine's Day.

He was wearing a Slytherin school robe, facing her sideways. When she looked over, the young man slightly raised the corners of his mouth, showing a gentleman's gentle smile. That smile lasted only a few seconds, and he turned his head away. , and left with the other Slytherins.

He hasn't been promoted to the fifth grade yet, and he hasn't become a prefect yet, but he looks like a prefect.

But it is true, it seems that since Candice entered school, the people of Slytherin have been headed by him.

No matter where he goes, he is always the front one.

Candice slightly noticed that Riddle was a little different, but she couldn't tell exactly what was different.

until……

Until the end of the semester, when she and her friends had had enough fun at Louise's house and went back to school for the fourth grade, the events that almost destroyed the relationship between the two followed one after another.