present to the lord

After returning to London's black streets, Fan Haoran finally calmed down after dealing with a series of turbulent incidents involving the leaders of the forces.Looking at the incidents he handled these days, Riddle couldn't help thinking deeply.Dirty and dark, all kinds of battles and human lives caused by conflicts of interest involved, the number is large, its chaos, Muggle international gang disputes, and looking back at the wizarding world, tens of thousands of people, stagnant, old and backward .

Fan Haoran looked at him with silent eyes and straightened his back, standing gracefully and charmingly.He didn't interrupt Riddle's thoughts.Although this world is not big, it is not small. It is not wise to stay in a backward wizarding world. The young Riddle still has such a pure nature. It would be a pity if he was killed by a suspicious white wizard like this.

Genius shouldn't be stifled in such an ugly way.

Standing there, Riddle seemed to be sinking into the darkness, until he raised his dark red eyes, which were filled with light and ambition.

"Malve Lucius will come back tomorrow." Fan Haoran lay lazily on the long table, holding a gorgeous letter of greeting under the fingertips of his left hand, with fancy fonts on it, smooth and elegant.He took a look, "Exasperated."

"Lucius will definitely fight you if he hears your words." Riddle evoked a charming smile, and he exuded a kind of charm that made people want to move. Of course, he was facing someone lying on the table. a boy.

"He will be very 'happy' to see you as his master." He chuckled viciously.

And the platinum-haired Lucius' expression when he saw Riddle really pleased Fan Haoran.

When Malfoy immediately wanted to kneel down and kiss Riddle's robe corner, Riddle took a step back, his dignified and elegant manner restrained, and he gently held the child of his friend Abu: "Lucius, don't Bow your knees to anyone."

Under Malfoy's shocked eyes, he said slowly: "I have worked hard for you during the time when I lost my sanity. Now, it is time to correct my mistakes, and it is also time to give the person who secretly manipulated everything punish."

Fan Haoran dragged Draco to the room specially prepared for him. Video games and toys almost filled the whole room.

"I thought you would like it, so stay here this holiday and clear all the games." Pulling the little peacock to sit down, Fan Haoran was already invincible at his age, and the hardcore top player immediately Open the game under the eyes of the little peacock, "There is another controller next to you."

Draco picked up the game controller according to his posture, and saw that he pressed a few times casually, and the characters on the TV screen immediately swiped out a gorgeous and aggressive movement, chopping the monster in front of him to pieces.

"Wow!" Draco's eyes lit up.

Seeing Draco getting carried away, Fan Haoran brushed his hair and then yawned. It is enough for Riddle to do this. The young Dark Lord will definitely do it as soon as he knows the disadvantages of splitting his soul. Taking back the Horcrux, he rubbed his chin when he was free, and he was still going to do Ron's task, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat.But now during the holidays, Te can return to a happy life. He has been suffocating in school and has a pair of old eyes staring at him all the time. It is inconvenient to do anything, and his bones are about to rust.

Then, things changed in the last week of the holiday.

The main soul is gone.

Fan Haoran looked around the room where the main soul was placed: "It seems that ordinary people cannot resist the temptation of the Horcrux."

Riddle had already begun to regroup and recover his former followers. His speed was very fast and he was very effective. He had just absorbed the soul piece in the golden cup from Gringotts, and now he found that the main soul was missing. Smiling slightly, the charming and charming breath is like a huge magnetic field attracting everyone.

"This kind of situation can still lure others to create opportunities, as expected of the main soul." Riddle sat on the single sofa like an emperor, but when the emperor saw the young man lying on the sofa with his legs crossed, Seeing that kind of informal posture, his eyes were stained with the tenderness of the moonlight, and he slowly followed the pair of long legs from the boy's delicate ankles to his waist and chest, and finally landed on the picture that made him feel so tender. With a suffocated side face, "Can you give me an answer now?"

"What?" Fan Haoran quickly flipped through the magic book in his hand, mumbled vaguely, his eyes seemed to be glued to the pages of the book.

Seeing his fascinated appearance, Riddle sighed slightly in his heart, shook his head and said with a smile: "It's nothing."

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Returning to Hogwarts again, Fan Haoran put a warming spell on himself, put on two thin single clothes and boarded the express train, and together with him, he played a winter vacation e-mail at his residence Draco of the game.

"I heard that Sirius escaped from Azkaban. I really don't know how he got out of that kind of ghostly place. Harry, you must be careful. You have been in that kind of place for more than ten years. Who knew he was crazy?" What happened." Draco worriedly looked at his friend who was reading a book without any worry or fear.

"Don't worry, Draco." Fan Haoran said, beside the window was the Jimei Xuejing who was quickly retreating, "You have been playing games all this time, don't you need to preview your homework? Don't forget your godfather."

Draco was about to say something when the train suddenly stopped slowly, and he wondered, "What's wrong?"

"Ah, there are dementors coming up to check. After all, it was Azkaban's mistake for Sirius to escape." He closed the book and said slowly, "I just don't know if this group of rotten guys can hold back so much. The temptation to have more children."

As he said this, a silver-white wolf-shaped patron saint suddenly sprang out from the box not far away, and immediately repelled the dementor that had absorbed the child's happiness.

"Very good, now we don't need to be checked." Fan Haoran leaned against the door frame and said with a smile to Draco who was looking around.

No matter how heroic Longbottom was outside this semester, Fan Haoran still didn't make any movement. Dumbledore still had a smile on his face. In control.

But who in this world can be completely controlled?Dumbledore wasn't a god, and they weren't something he could fiddle with.Although Riddle did not appear in the wizarding world, he was hiding in the Muggles at a very fast speed. The fusion of the soul pieces was about to end, and there were only two left, the locket and the main soul. Nine times out of ten he is sure, but he is [-]% sure of swallowing the main soul.

Although Fan Haoran's semester was dull, he also welcomed his black dog godfather, and he was called by Dumbledore. The old man told him that he should thank Longbottom, Ron and Hermione, otherwise his The godfather will not redress his injustice.

Very well, the white wizard has really worked hard for his savior.Fan Haoran pointed to his chin and looked at Black who was staring at him with teary eyes.

"Harry..." Sirius looked pitiful like a big abandoned dog.

"You should know that I am past the age of needing a godfather." Fan Haoran blinked his emerald green eyes, and said plainly, "And I should be regarded as a vicious, sinister and evil Slytherin in your eyes , you don’t have to come and take care of me just because of the friendship with my parents, I’m rich. But thank you for coming to care about me.”

In order to get close to his godson, Sirius even became the assistant of the Potions professor, and now he was heartbroken to hear his godson say this, with tears of sorrow and pain in his eyes: "Oh, Harry, please give me a Opportunity, don't reject me so cruelly."

Fan Haoran got a headache when he saw this big man crying like a child, he became a little irritable, and didn't want to continue arguing on such meaningless issues: "You can do whatever you want..." Before he finished speaking, Sne Pu Bian walked in imposingly from the outside with his black robe rolled up.

As soon as he saw Black's stupid look, he immediately laughed sarcastically: "Let's see how Slytherin came in. It's always stupid and dirty, like a stupid dog running out of a garbage dump, like a little girl. Crying here, your ability is really good."

"Snot..." Before Sirius could say that ugly word, Fan Haoran's eyes lit up immediately, and he sighed in praise.

"This silky silky voice, the wonderful combination of words, oh my god, the vacation without teaching your voice is like a year to me, and I am so happy to feel your extraordinary charm again." A series of The praise directly caused Black to swallow the fly, and his face was twisted together.

Snape despised Black like a victorious king. This was the best time for him to face Fan Haoran. When he looked at Fan Haoran who stood up from the sofa, there was even a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that he liked Xiao Sirius looked very satisfied with his ugly expression.

"Harry, how could you! This snotlite must have given you the poison!" Black yelled, jumping up and down, wanting to fight Snape directly.

Fan Haoran brushed his hair impatiently, he turned around and picked up the book on the armrest: "I still have something to do, goodbye Professor Snape, goodbye Assistant Professor Black."

Seeing his godson leave aggrievedly, Sirius turned his head viciously and stared angrily at Snape with his arms folded on his chest and smiling indifferently: "You must have done something!"

"Why don't you think about it? Maybe it's your stupidity that caused all this. Don't you expect to abandon others when they are most helpless? Your little heart, the size of a needle's eye, finally knows how to feel guilty and come back to make up for it. Others should obey you. Stupid dog. You should be happy that kid is like this now, if he is like his disgusting idiot father, you can probably see his epitaph directly after coming out of Azkaban." He said, throwing off his robe step away.

After being harassed by Sirius for a whole semester, Fan Haoran finally agreed to live in No. 12 Grimmauld Place for a period of time under his cautious and uneasy gaze.

And Riddle, who was looking for the whereabouts of the pendant, squinted his eyes after receiving Fan Haoran's letter, his eyes were filled with coldness towards the name Sirius Black, and instead he smiled dignifiedly.Originally planning to do something when the boy came back, he even prepared a candlelight dinner, it seems that there is no need for that.

"The Black family..." Riddle, who was becoming more and more charming, restrained and elegant, slowly chewed these words. He remembered the second son of the Black family back then. He saw the picture when he was about to take back the pendant. Note, I never thought that a cowardly child could do such a thing.

However, the situation is obviously full of situations as Fan Haoran expected.

As soon as Fan Haoran entered the dusty house, he immediately heard a sharp scream: "Damn Kreacher, Kreacher didn't protect the little master's things, Kreacher is useless! Kreacher should be severely punished!"

Wow, it looks like Riddle is moving fast.As soon as the defense protection of this place was opened, took the opportunity to take the things away?

When Fan Haoran was 15 years old, the resurrection mission was finally completed. At that time, Riddle returned to the magic world as a teenager. Of course, his body is not the same as before, but his charm has not been damaged at all. Never before.Whether it's his handsome and charming facial features, his noble and elegant demeanor, or his inviolable kingly demeanor, after the returned Dark Lord has a deep understanding of the Muggle world, his vision and heart are not comparable to the former Voldemort .

Fan Haoran looked at the dignified Dark Lord followed by all the nobles, and finally heard the silky voice that he changed into Snape's feather.

[Ding, the Dark Lord's resurrection task is complete, rewards for completion: Physical +300, Spirit +450] [Ding, leave the world of "Harry Potter" in 10 minutes, please prepare the host. ] Fan Haoran happily left the crowded scene where both men and women were crazy.The sky in early winter was high and clear. He stood by the lake and gently sucked in the clean and cold air in early winter. The branches beside him stretched above his head, and the withered and yellow leaves were shaken by the cold wind and swirled gently down.

When Voldemort walked over, what he saw was the back of this young man standing there alone, slender and peaceful, yet so lonely.

He walked over at a faster pace, stretched out his arms to hug the person who was only half a head taller than his beloved from behind, smelling the fresh and warm scent of this young man with his nose, he spoke with his most magnetic voice, hoping to be able to Capturing the hearts of teenagers.

"I am now pleading with you dearly, can you give me a chance to get closer?" Voldemort tightened his arms slightly, feeling very nervous in his heart, but his face was still calm and elegant with a smile on his face.

This young man, his behavior, his thoughts, and even his soul, there is no part of this person that does not exude a strong attraction to him.Even if he knew that his reputation in the Muggle world was more sought after and revered than himself, even if he knew that he was walking in the dark of killing people, but because of this, wouldn't the two of them be more compatible?

No one in this world is more suitable for him than me, and no one is more suitable for me than him.

"We should be together." Voldemort tilted his head and kissed the side of the boy's neck.

Fan Haoran broke away gently, took a step back to widen the distance between the two, he showed a frivolous and somewhat helpless smile: "Why are you all doing such a thing in the end." Looking at Voldemort's eyes, there seemed to be a dark plunder, The boy put his right hand into his trouser pocket, "I'm leaving. I think you are the only one in this world who can say goodbye."

Voldemort looked at the smile on the boy's face, that smile seemed light and unfettered.He stood where he was and didn't move. Instead, he saw that he must win. Slytherin always had the courage and long-term patience to fight.

But he soon realized that this was not the case. The boy in front of him suddenly fainted. Voldemort caught him, and he hugged him worriedly: "Harry, Harry!"

The boy in his arms woke up in a daze, with clear eyes and shy inferiority. Harry found himself in the arms of an extremely outstanding boy, and he jumped out immediately, his face flushed: "That, I'm sorry!" Looking at the person with low breath in front of him, he asked cautiously, "Quiet question, where is this place?"

"Who are you?" Voldemort suppressed his violent and gloomy thoughts, and asked what he wanted to ask.

"My name is Harry Potter, may I ask..."