The Dark Lord from Hogwarts

There was no flame in the fireplace in the cold office.

This desolate atmosphere was just like Old Frankie's heart at the moment.

He came back a step too late, the Hogwarts kitchen was already out of flames.

As a professor, Old Franky was embarrassed to go to the kitchen and ask the house elves for food.

After pouring himself a cup of ice-cold black tea and a piece of black bread, Old Frankie slowly ate it.

Thinking of the aroma of the mutton rolls in the hot pot in the Forbidden Forest just now, Old Franky swallowed and spit.

This kid is worse than he imagined!

Boom!Boom!Boom!

There was a knock on the door.

Old Franky put away the black bread and raised his wand.

Flames rose from the fireplace and heat began to radiate.Various magic instruments in the office began to operate automatically. Old Frankie tidied up his wizard uniform, not wanting anyone to see his embarrassment at the moment.

"come in!"

Tom Riddle walked in from the door holding a stack of papers.Facing old Franky, he bowed respectfully.

"professor!"

"You're here to give me the paper on the materials for making anti-curse varnish!"

"Yes, Professor."

Tom handed the paper in his hand to Old Franky, appearing very respectful.

At a young age, the future Voldemort's appearance was outstanding, coupled with his respectful appearance, which made old Franky, who had just been angry with Li You, feel even more favorably.

Old Frankie looked at the paper carefully. During this time, Tom remained standing.

"Yes, the idea is interesting."

Old Frankie was not stingy in his praise for this young man.

"At your age, if you can write such a paper, your future is limitless."

"Thank you Professor."

"Although I have said that you cannot become a top potions expert. But your talent cannot be underestimated."

Can't you become the top?

Little Tom thought that this paper could change Old Franky's view, but now it seems that it still did not meet his expectations.

"Professor French, how far am I from being at the top?"

Old Franky shook his head.

"You don't have the enthusiasm and interest in potions. You can rely on talent to complete all the homework I assigned, even far beyond my expectations. But talent cannot replace enthusiasm and interest, so you can't take the next step. This step. Unless you can change something."

Little Tom felt excited.

The professor in front of him had a pair of eyes that could penetrate the heart, which made him very uncomfortable.

Just like what little Tom felt when he faced Dumbledore that day in the orphanage.

"I understand, thank you, Professor!"

Little Tom leaned over slightly, planning to leave here.

Before he left, Old Franky's voice came from behind him.

"I heard that you and Dumbledore's adopted son Humphrey were born in the same orphanage."

Little Tom frowned, but when he turned around, the dissatisfied look had disappeared.

"Yes, Professor."

Old Franky smiled.

"You should know that traces of a dark wizard were found in the Forbidden Forest not long ago."

"Yes, Professor."

The news had spread throughout Hogwarts, and it was impossible for little Tom not to know.But he didn't know the more detailed things.

"Actually, this is just suspicion because the school discovered that a unicorn was attacked by a vampire."

unicorn?vampire?

When he first entered the magical world, little Tom only saw two terms mentioned by Old Franky in books.

"The wounds caused by vampires contain dark power, and the wounds cannot condense automatically. Originally, unicorns have strong self-healing abilities and can resist this dark power. But this incident is a bit special. The centaurs sent it not long ago. Please help, the unicorn’s wound has not healed yet and needs the power of the potion.”

Old Franky sat there, looking very calm.

"But making this potion is very troublesome. I need an assistant."

Little Tom's eyes lit up, and when he was about to say something, Old Franky continued.

"I need a few young wizards with outstanding results in potions to help me. Are you willing?"

"Of course, Professor French."

Little Tom was a little excited. He knew that if he could help Old Frankie with this matter and become the professor's assistant, he would be more successful in his studies in the future.

"Also, bring Dumbledore's adopted son with you."

"Why take him?"

Little Tom was puzzled.

Li You's performance in various courses at Hogwarts can be described as mediocre.

Especially potions, he was in a complete mess.

Little Tom even doubted that if this situation continued, would that mediocre foreigner be able to successfully graduate from Hogwarts?

"Because he is Dumbledore's adopted son."

Old Franky gave a simple answer.

"There are some opportunities that you need to fight for with all your strength. But he doesn't need to. The school needs a reason to use a suitable excuse to insert Humple, who has a mediocre performance in Potions class, into this subject group. It's up to you. An invitation is perfect. However, if he can't come, you won't come either."

Seeing how little Tom was trying to suppress his dissatisfaction and anger, Old Franky smiled secretly.

He is very satisfied with the effect.

……

"what?"

In the auditorium, Li You stopped halfway holding the glass filled with milk and looked at little Tom standing in front of him.This was the first time little Voldemort had taken the initiative to talk to him since entering Hogwarts.

Little Voldemort held his head high.

"This is the opportunity I managed to get for you from old Professor Franky."

"Tom, you know me. I have no talent in potions. Joining this group will cause you trouble."

Just kidding, the process of making a potion is cumbersome and complicated.

Basically, the members of this potion team just run errands for Old Franky.

Wouldn't it be nice to go to the Forbidden Forest to eat hotpot when you have nothing to do? Why do you do such a boring thing?

Little Voldemort thought that Li You would agree immediately.After all, this is a rare opportunity.

But seeing Li You's look, little Voldemort cursed in his heart.

This mediocre and weak foreigner really has no desire to improve.

"Hampley, you and I grew up and know each other very well. Now that we have entered the magical world together, we should support each other and move forward together. This opportunity is really rare, you must consider it carefully."

No matter how dissatisfied little Voldemort was, he could only persuade him in a good voice.

Little Voldemort, who was a Slytherin, was sitting on Hufflepuff's long table, looking eagerly at Li You opposite him, so much so that he was no longer in the mood to have breakfast.

"Are you also going to join that potion development team?"

At this time, Vivian naturally sat next to Li You and came closer.

"Do you too?"

Vivian puffed up her mediocre chest and said proudly.If Vivian had a tail, it would be very tall now.

"Little Plum, isn't this an obvious thing?"