[HP] Dark Lord's pet

After the year-end dinner was over and the students were sent away, Olivia finally packed her things and returned to her home in the Muggle community.

She kept her composure and regularly arranged her life and play, out of Arnold's request - he was trying to join the senior clubs, chat with the seniors through the clubs, and then grasp the right to speak - Olivia also repayed him took a piano lesson.

Olivia's experiment didn't last long. In fact, it ended within a few days. She spent more time thinking about it. It wasn't until mid-July that she finally felt it was time.

Olivia stayed alone in the teahouse of Star Manor, pouring out two glasses of wine.

The ring placed on the opposite chair moved, and a cloud of black mist floated out from it. The black mist was as thick as the night before dawn, rolling and rolling, and then a human face and a bald head appeared. , a human face without a nose.

"Olivia." The face in the black fog made a voice.

"My lord, long time no see." Olivia smiled, with a slight dimple appearing on her cheek, looking extremely cute.

"Ten years, I didn't expect it to be you—Olivia, my girl, tell me, what do you want? I will satisfy you—" The black mist drifted towards Olivia with a bewitching voice.

"My lord, the Philosopher's Stone has been destroyed." Olivia said calmly.

The black mist suddenly churned and made a hoarse voice: "Dumbledore...Dumbledore!"

Olivia took a sip of the wine and looked up again: "My lord, you once said that you would never die—"

"Of course, the Dark Lord has already gone a long way on this road! Dumbledore you helped me hide, Olivia, what reward do you want? Immortality?"

Olivia shook her head: "I don't want rewards, my lord, I think something terrible must have happened that night, I guessed that you would be very weak, but seeing you like this... My lord, I am a little disappointed, if this is what you are after What's the point of living forever?"

The black mist churned for a while, then solidified again: "Olivia, you still don't understand, I only need a body to recover, even stronger than before."

"Really?" Olivia shook the glass: "Then how can I help you?"

The black mist was silent, and circled Olivia twice, as if evaluating something: "If you are willing to help me, then Olivia, my girl, open your soul." Li Wei attacked and wrapped her in it.

There was a burst of giggles in the black mist: "My lord, I don't want to grow a face on the back of my head!"

The black mist receded from Olivia's body and condensed into a ball again, but the color was lighter than before.

"Olivia, Olivia." The face in the black mist became even more ferocious: "It seems that I underestimated you, let's talk about it, what exactly do you want?"

"You don't trust me anymore, I'm a little disappointed." Olivia pouted.

The black mist became even more distorted, and his voice was high-pitched and sharp: "Supreme status? A way to live forever? Or... want my love? What do you want, tell me, my girl, and I will satisfy you."

"My lord, can I expect your love?" Olivia lowered her eyes.

The black mist paused for a moment, rolled and solidified a hand, held Olivia's in a vague way, and then made a kissing motion: "Of course, my girl."

Olivia withdrew her hand and smiled: "My lord, I have to say, you can really seduce people's hearts, and my heart is almost moved. You know, you are as charming as him, and I can't always refuse him."

Black Mist looked at her suspiciously.

"I want to introduce someone to you." Olivia called out, and Sira appeared in front of her in response, and saluted the black mist with extremely frightened eyes.Turning to Olivia again, her nose almost touched the ground.

"He should be out of class, bring him over!" Olivia said to the extremely respectful Silla.

"Yes!" The elf disappeared in response, and after a while, there was a knock on the door, and Arnold pushed the door and walked in.

"Mom?" Arnold approached, looked at the black mist in confusion, and then at Olivia.

Olivia pulled him to sit down, pointed at the strange face in the black mist: "Al, this is your father."

"Father?" The expression on Arnold's face was rarely out of control. He also realized this, quickly recovered, and looked at the black mist with a curious look that he thought was secret: "Father, I am Arnold Star, I'm sorry. I always thought you were dead."

"Olivia Star!" The Dark Lord's raging and hoarse voice came from the black mist: "How dare you!"

Olivia smiled brightly: "I am very grateful to you, my lord! Al doesn't look like me, I guess he should be more like you. Your strength is well known, and he needs your teaching. Are you willing to teach him?"

"You want me to teach him black magic?" The face in the black mist stared straight at Olivia: "You are trying to teach a new Dark Lord, Olivia, I didn't know you still had such ambitions! "

Olivia shook her head: "No, my lord, I never thought about it that way, you know I'm not ambitious, you overestimate me."

"What gave you the guts to blackmail the great Dark Lord? You took refuge with Dumbledore?"

"Of course not." Olivia also shook her head: "If I were Dumbledore's man, you probably wouldn't be here anymore. I just want to let this child who has never seen his father and His father gets along well, and as for the future Dark Lord, I think Al's direction is not in this direction for the time being."

Arnold moved his body, he thought of something, and looked at Olivia in surprise.

Olivia touched Arnold's slightly curly black hair: "Al, based on your father's charisma, I have to remind you of the seriousness of the matter. If he recovers—of course, if he doesn't recover well, he Will kill you, because you grow too fast, which will make his Death Eaters alienate. If he recovers well, then he will kill me, and then he will keep you dispensable, let you Do things for him and become a member of the Death Eaters."

Heiwu laughed back angrily: "Olivia, you really understand me!"

"I'm afraid I know too little of you, my lord."

The atmosphere was stagnant for a while, and Olivia spoke again: "My lord, I'm afraid you have discovered that you cannot leave this ring too far. I will let you come out only when we are here, but when I return to Hogwarts Here, I'm afraid you'll be keeping a low profile for a while."

Hei Wu was silent, but his face was distorted beyond recognition.

Olivia let out a sigh of relief: "Then, there is still one and a half months left for the happy holiday, let's start with some basics!" Olivia gestured to Arnold.

Arnold nodded knowingly, and walked upstairs to a pile of books suspended, Olivia glanced at them, they were all biographies of celebrities, such as "Biography of Napoleon", "Autobiography of Franklin" and so on.

Arnold put the book on the table, placed a quill pen that can automatically record and turn pages, and looked at the Dark Lord attentively: "Father, I have read these books once, but I still don't understand enough Thorough, I want you to help me analyze and analyze. After you finish reading, we can discuss together, I believe it will be very interesting!"

The black mist floated over and glanced at the title of the book, then looked at Olivia contemptuously and arrogantly: "Muggle books-you let him learn these?"

"Al is still young, he can try anything, of course—" Olivia motioned Arnold to look at the snake-like face in the black mist, implying: "Except for dangerous black magic experiments!"

It was a pleasant afternoon for Olivia and Arnold, but not so much for Voldemort.

When the idiot Quirrell screwed up everything, when he was once again thwarted by Harry Potter, he admitted that he was almost hopeless.

He waited for nine years in that remote forest, thinking at first that it was only temporary, that his loyal servants, sworn to him forever, would soon find him—certainly after he had lost his body and his powers. Someone finds him, helps him, restores his physical body...

But he kept waiting, waiting... He couldn't close his eyes during those days and nights, and forced himself to live every second. He attached himself to various animals and searched in the dark forest, hoping to find such a thing. Two familiar figures...

Then there were disappointments again and again, he was almost lost in such darkness... But Merlin took care of him, sent him such a stupid and deceitful person as Quirrell, and gave him the hope of resurrection he dreamed of... But He failed again!He became weak again, and he was going back to the distant dark forest.And this time, how long will we have to wait?Can we wait for another wizard to come to your door?He had stopped fantasizing about any Death Eaters who cared about his condition...

It was also at this time that the little pet that he didn't care about before, and even thought it was useless, imprisoned him!

He didn't know what this place was, an empty land with a few lonely plants.At first he thought he must have fallen into Dumbledore's hands, and Olivia, like his most loyal servant, betrayed him and took refuge in Dumbledore.But he waited for a long time, time seemed to pass very slowly, and he was finally able to leave this space.

It was an exquisite tea room - not Dumbledore's strange office, but what trapped him was only a ring, he sighed again, he really underestimated her.

Bewitched by words, moved by interests, she doesn't care, what exactly does she want?Voldemort tried step by step, thinking of her behavior of imprisoning him, could it be that he fell in love with him like those stupid women, like Dumbledore often mentioned in his mouth?

He thought so, and was very proud of it!

But he guessed wrong again. He heard the knock on the door, and looked at the boy who opened the door and walked in. A boy who looked exactly like him—his height was already the same as when he went to Hogwarts. He was about the same height, but his movements were elegant and delicate, not like the adopter-pleasing manners he had learned in the orphanage, and more natural than he had imitated from the rest of Slytherin.

He squinted his eyes, looked at the child's close trust in Olivia, watched his subtle face changes and natural adjustments, and he finally understood - this is really a good idea, to extract his value, naturally To control his power, a future Dark Lord who needs to grow up, the successor of the Dark Lord, easy to control? !

Voldemort almost admired Olivia, isn't it really a good idea, but if this child is really more like himself as she said, then he believes that he will not be willing to be controlled, he will teach him knowledge, let He tasted the unprecedented strength, and then turned around and broke free from her chains!

But she guessed again, and she gave the kid a stern warning, and said she wasn't trying to replace him—at least not yet.

And these Muggle books—Voldemort couldn't imagine what kind of messy education this child had received.

He forced himself to watch some—it didn't matter, he was used to forbearance, he would wait like a snake, and then deliver the fatal blow!

"Master, dinner is ready!"

He raised his head in dissatisfaction, and looked furiously at a lowly elf who interrupted him.

"Okay, it's time for a break, let's start a happy dinner!" The cheerful voice of Olivia, a hateful woman, sounded: "My lord, I'm sorry, do I need to prepare any food for you?"

Voldemort looked at the half-turned book and snorted heavily.

The author has something to say: That's right, V University just appeared like this, surprise or surprise! !

I have buried the heroine's skills for a long time, and now I finally use the series of teaching him to be a man...

In other words, I think the number of hits is quite a lot, why do you collect it so much... Is it because you repeatedly brush every day and wait for updates (laughing and crying)