[Zhongyingmei] My dad is Voldy

The opening dinner at Hogwarts was grand as always, but the entire auditorium was extremely quiet.Even the loudest lion cubs sat obediently in their seats to eat without making any noise or gobbling.The little snakes even showed their best table manners.

The young wizards below were eating very depressedly, and the atmosphere on the professor's bench was not so harmonious.

I don't know if it was a coincidence or Dumbledore's bad taste, Tom's seat was arranged next to Severus, of course Irene was sitting on the other side of Tom, but Sherlock was sitting next to Irene.Except for Sherlock, the other three were extremely dissatisfied with the seating arrangements.Severus kept his face dark all the time, completely ignoring Tom next to him, except for occasionally talking to Professor McGonagall on the other side, the rest of the time he ate the food on the plate in silence.Tom also ignored Severus, but what made him even worse was that Sherlock kept talking to Irene, and Irene had to fight with Sherlock in order to get Sherlock to delete the audio file. .So although Tom seemed to be eating intently, his full attention was on Irene and Sherlock, and he might not even know what he was eating.

Finally, the start-of-school dinner that gave most people a little stomach ache came to an end.Dumbledore stood up again and announced, "Since everyone is full, let's go back to the dormitory to rest early. First-year freshmen remember to keep up with your prefects. Hogwarts is a place where you can easily get lost." place. Everyone, have a good rest and get ready for class tomorrow, good night!"

Students rushed to the door, and professors left through the door on the other side of the auditorium.Anita whispered to Draco, "I have something to ask for Sherlock, you don't have to wait for me", and then went against the flow of people and hurriedly chased Sherlock away.

"Professor Cumberbatch!" Anita yelled.

Sherlock turned around quickly, unable to tell that Cumberbatch wasn't his original surname.

Anita stared into Sherlock's face and asked tentatively, "Benedict Cumberbatch?"

Sherlock raised his eyebrows, "Does this name have any special meaning to you?"

"Of course not." Anita said quickly, "I'm just curious why you use this name, does this name have any special meaning to you?"

Sherlock narrowed his eyes, apparently not believing Anita's words, "It's just a pseudonym. The name Sherlock Holmes is quite famous in the UK. There are many students in Hogwarts who grew up in the Muggle world. In order to avoid being recognized, the necessary disguise is still necessary. As for the pseudonym, your mother said Benedict Comber... Cumberbatch." Sherlock frowned, struggling to read the twist surname, "Cumberbatch, your mother suggested that I use this name. Weird name, I still can't pronounce it at once without getting stuck, but I do like this name. But now I think, this Does the name seem to have any special meaning to you and your mother?"

Anita didn't answer the question, but said suddenly, "Say Penguins."

"What?" Sherlock was confused by Anita's inexplicable words, "Why?"

There was a sly look in Anita's eyes, "No reason. Say penguins, please."

Sherlock frowned puzzled, but still said, "Pengwings?...no, wait...Penglings...no...Pengwings..."

"Pfft ha ha ha..." Anita covered her stomach with a smile.

"How do you...?" Sherlock certainly saw that Anita did it on purpose, but how did Anita know that he couldn't say the word penguins?Before today, Sherlock himself hadn't noticed this problem, and in his previous life, there seemed to have never been a time when he needed to say the word.

"Good night, Professor Cumberbatch!" Anita ran away quickly, laughing like a madwoman as she ran, and she had a bad breath before she ran far. She could only cover her stomach, her face twisted half smiling With a painful expression, he slowly walked back to the bedroom.

On the other side, Sherlock kept trying as he walked towards the office: "Pengwings...Pengwings...Penglings...Penguins...Ha, I knew I could say it." Sherlock's face With a childish triumphant smile, "Pengwings...damn! Penglings..."

The next morning, Anita woke up a little late, although she was not late, but the time for breakfast must be very tight, she hurriedly washed up, grabbed her textbooks and ran outside.Anita thought that only Draco would be waiting for her in the common room, but unexpectedly the common room was full, including the entire fourth grade.Everyone is holding a book and reading it intently, chanting words in their mouths, and they are working harder than during the final exam.

A freshman who got up late ran out in a hurry. When he saw the scene in the common room, he was almost frightened by the Slytherin study atmosphere. He turned his head in a daze and looked at Anita who was also stunned. .

Anita spread her hands at the freshman, saying that she didn't know what happened.Under the influence of this atmosphere, Anita subconsciously lowered her footsteps and walked to Draco's side. She lowered her voice and asked, "What happened? Why is everyone here? Is there any surprise test that I don't know?" Is it?"

Draco, who was immersed in the book, was startled by Anita's sudden utterance, looked up, saw Anita's innocent expression, and asked, "You haven't read the timetable yet, have you?"

"I've seen it, the first class of the fourth grade is Defense Against the Dark Arts... Oh, I see." Anita suddenly realized, and whispered in Draco's ear, "Because of Dad? Is that an exaggeration? "

"What do you think?" Draco rolled his eyes and continued to recite the content on the next page.

"Others don't know Dad, so it's okay to be afraid. You and Dad are also very familiar, so why are you so nervous?"

"Isn't it rare for your father to target me?" Draco said without looking up, "I have an ominous feeling that your father will not let me go."

Anita chuckled, and kissed Draco on the face, "You abducted Dad's daughter, and you didn't allow him to 'take care' of you?"

"Of course." Draco glanced at Anita with a smile, "I'm willing to."

Anita waved her wand to check the time. Seeing that it was getting late, she said to Draco, "It's too late for breakfast, let's go directly to the classroom."

Draco nodded, took the time to memorize the last definition, closed the book, and said, "Let's go."

Anita and Draco walked out, out of the common room, and Anita happened to look back, only to find that all the fourth-year students were following the two of them.

Anita stopped subconsciously, and the people behind her also stopped. Everyone's eyes were on Anita, as if they were waiting for her next instruction.

Anita was greatly frightened. You must know that except for the freshmen who will be taken to class by senior seniors in the first week, there are very few other collective actions like this.

Anita turned her head silently, and as she walked forward, she asked Draco in a low voice, "What's going on? Have the Slytherins started acting as a group?"

"Just going to Defense Against the Dark Arts together," Draco said. "Didn't you notice? Everyone is waiting for you."

"What?" Anita was shocked. "I thought everyone was just studying in the common room."

"Ahem, everyone agrees that it's safer with you," Draco said.

Anita was a little helpless and a little funny, "If I tell everyone that Dad is really a mild-tempered person, will anyone believe it?"

"Do you believe this statement yourself?" Draco rolled his eyes.

"Don't you think so?" Anita looked at Draco threateningly.

Anita and Draco looked at each other wordlessly for a while, Draco looked away first, "You are right."

This time it was Anita's turn to roll her eyes, but the father-in-law and the prospective son-in-law are natural enemies, Anita didn't intend to argue with Draco about this, she changed the subject and said, "So you didn't even have breakfast because you were waiting for me? I feel so guilty."

"Strictly speaking, yes," Draco said, "but you don't need to feel guilty at all, basically everyone has no appetite for breakfast."

"Is that an exaggeration? Does it mean that I won't be able to stay in bed happily when I have Defense Against the Dark Arts?"

"Really, most of the people didn't sleep last night," Draco said.

"You didn't sleep too, did you?" Anita looked at the dark circles on Draco's face, because Draco's skin was fair, and the dark circles were particularly conspicuous.

"I fell asleep. After all, it wasn't the first day I got the news that the Dark Lord would be a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts. I was prepared. Even if Professor Riddle asked me to recite the textbook backwards, there would be no problem. But I didn't sleep last night. That's all."

After Anita brought the Slytherins to the corridor outside the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, she realized that Slytherins were not the most exaggerated. The little badgers who took the Defense Against the Dark Arts class with them sent someone to stand in the corridor. He waited at the corner of the classroom until he saw the Slytherins arriving before notifying all the fourth-year badgers to enter the classroom.

Anita and Draco sat in the first row, the two rows behind them were empty, and it wasn't until the fourth row - since there were really no more seats in the classroom - that there were a few who couldn't move fast enough. People sat there trembling.

Not long after, Professor Riddle walked into the classroom quickly, and the door closed automatically behind him with a bang, and several students trembled involuntarily.Professor Riddle walked behind the podium and scanned the faces of the class.Under Professor Riddell's serious gaze, the temperature in the classroom seemed to drop several degrees.The little snakes and little badgers sitting below subconsciously cling to the back of the seat, tense, as if ready to escape at any moment.