HP heartthrob at St. Mungo's

After Lin Na had a good night's sleep, she received yesterday's results again. To her surprise, her group's results were ranked first again. Unexpectedly, there were only a dozen or so effective scores on the list. Contestants and other contestants have the word "invalidated" after their names.

"How is this possible?" She clearly remembered that the patients she had saved were the centaur and the Lestrange brothers, with a maximum score of 80. Where did the current score of 320 come from?

Is it possible that Lucius can already stretch his hands so far that he can change the results of international competitions at will? Lin Na still didn't understand until Regulus appeared in her room.

He quietly appeared behind Lin Na like a ghost again. "Good morning~Ms. Lestrange!" He resumed his distant smile. It seems that this time Regulus' body has been invaded again.

"Good morning, you already know?" Lin Na meant about them "cheating" to get first place.

"About the ball? Of course, that's why I came to find you~" Voldemort sat comfortably on Lin Na's bed and checked without leaving any trace. Indeed, there were only traces of her sleeping on it, but he still found something on the silk sheets. The hair that didn't belong to her was taken back into her arms silently.

"Prom? What kind of dance?" Lin Na quickly stood up and put all the clothes she had changed into the closet. When she opened the closet, she revealed some men's clothes that Lucius had deliberately left inside. They were eye-catching and coquettish, and they attracted Voldemort to touch. Touched his nose.

"Ms. Lestrange's hobbies are indeed somewhat different~" He immediately thought of a person and secretly made a note for him.

"No! They belong to my brothers. They were sent here for some reason!" Lin Na quickly closed the cabinet door heavily, feeling guilty and not daring to look at him. This lie was too false, Lestrange How could two guys wear such fancy designs?

So Voldemort's smile was even brighter now, "I believe they will be fine, don't you?"

"Hmm..." Lin Na didn't want to discuss her brothers' affairs with him, let alone mention Lucius's affairs with him. That guy was really "harmful"!

Now Lin Na can only continue the topic of prom, although she hates prom and hates attending it even more.

"What dance?"

"The dance of all contestants is for celebration but also for communication, yes of course it is communication~" Voldemort stood up and extended his hand to Lin Na, "So, practice in advance."

Voldemort remembered that she once danced with that guy Abraxas, but she did not dance with him. In the past, he would only use dancing to achieve his own goals, but now, he should dance with her more, who asked her I lied to myself for so long!

Voldemort always thought that Selina was the child of the woman in the past, so he took great care of the young Selina. There was no one who looked more like her than in his memory.

But when he really saw Selena grow up, he discovered to his chagrin that Selina Lestrange was her, and she was the woman who once appeared beside him! He had been looking for her for so long without realizing she was beside him.

Now he can finally stand by her side openly!

"Do I have to jump?" Before Lin Na could refuse, Voldemort had already held Lin Na's hand, even put his arms around her waist, and pressed their bodies close to each other. "I still like the look of your black hair..." and His hair color is the same...

"Well, I quite like this hair color..." Lin Na was led astray by him again. When she realized what she was doing, she was already dancing under the leadership of Voldemort.

"That's such a pity, but watch your step..." Voldemort was stepped on. Of course, if it had been anyone else, that person would have been taught a lesson by him, but now that it was her, he would have to teach him a little more. .

"No, my question is, can you not participate?! You didn't say you must participate, right?" When Lin Na thought about dancing with Voldemort in front of everyone, she couldn't help but be annoyed by those guys.

Lin Na had already thought of Lucius with a slumped face and an earthy complexion about to rush up to her and question her, "Have you forgotten what I told you?!"

However, before that time, someone rushed in, and that person turned out to be "Barty Crouch Sr.", also known as Barty Crouch Jr.

He had already faced Voldemort a few days ago, and the conversation with him was not pleasant.

He really wanted to use his identity as the Minister of Magic to let "Les" know that he had better not go against him, but that guy didn't seem to take him seriously at all, and even "provoked" him nonchalantly?

But during the conversation, little Barty didn't feel that he was a casual person to that guy. His attitude towards this "Les" became even worse, and he even wanted to use his own abilities to remove him from the competition list. He, a little therapist, actually wanted to be on par with Selena?

And now, he is even "sneakly" "bullying" Selena? ! This makes Barty Crouch Jr.'s cloudy eyes look even more cruel. "I don't think she wants this! Mr. Les..."

Little Barty messed up Voldemort's dance steps as soon as he took action, pulling Linna around several times before stopping. Voldemort looked at Lin Na carefully and saw that she was fine and not harmed by that idiot's spell, so he turned his gaze to her.

"Oh? Is it you again?" Voldemort has long been looking at the position of the Minister of Magic. Such an arrogant guy cannot appear in front of him...

"It seems that we need to talk..." Little Barty quickly licked the corners of his mouth. It seems that he needs to give this guy some color. And Voldemort also had this intention.

"What a coincidence, let's talk~" He let go of Lin Na and walked out of the tent first, followed closely by Barty Crouch Jr., feeling uneasy about being restrained, but he didn't forget to say hello to Lin Na, "Wait for me. Revenge you!"

But Lin Na waited for a long time, even when Lucius, Snape and Moody showed up, they did not come back.

In the tent of the British Minister of Magic, Barty Crouch Jr. huddled on the floor with a pained and ferocious expression, devoutly kneeling at the man's feet and repenting, "Master, I didn't know it was you...Master...forgive me! "

The man opposite sat naturally on the minister's throne, wiping his wand, "It's you..."

In fact, he had already figured it out. He was just testing his loyalty. It seemed okay now, but daring to pry into her affairs - unforgivable!