[Comprehensive British and American] The Dark Lord's Growth History

?The Lord Black Duke, who was so childish, reaped the consequences that night.

He covered his face and groaned, "What are you doing?!"

The person on the bed changed his posture, looked at Voldemort with more seductive eyes, and smiled slightly: "Didn't you see that?"

It's a man who can't bear it under such circumstances, not to mention that Voldemort is not someone who would wrong himself in such a matter, so he strode forward, taking off his clothes as he walked, and when he got to the bedside, his robe was already He took off his shirt and unbuttoned it all the way. With the movement of him turning onto the bed, the beautiful mermaid line was looming under the white cotton fabric.

Moriarty's smile deepened, and his fingers slowly moved down the line at an erotic speed, before he was pinched before reaching the destination.He raised his head and stared at the man on top of him. A dangerous red light flashed across his dark brown eyes, and his pale and handsome face was strangely depressed.

Voldemort said hoarsely, "You're playing with fire."

Moriarty blinked and shrugged innocently: "Honey, you have a good figure."

Then he turned over, directly lifted the man on him off the bed, propped himself up, his naked honey-colored chest heaved a few times, looked at the person under the bed with a frozen expression and said with a smile: "Good night, dear."

Then he lay back down again, pulled the quilt and rolled over to sleep.

He pulled the quilt, rolled over, and fell asleep...

After stripping naked and deliberately posing in a seductive pose, I fell asleep...

It was the first time in his life that Lord Dark Lord was kicked out of bed, his whole face turned black.After being stiff on the floor for a few seconds, he cursed, stood up and pressed towards the bastard wrapped in a cocoon.

……

Moriarty stayed in Voldemort Manor for more than a month before leaving.

Before leaving, he pinched the manor owner's chin with his fully recovered left hand and kissed fiercely for several minutes before letting go out of breath, licking his lips like nostalgia while smiling and inviting: "Please come to my side next time Play for a few days."

After speaking, he jumped into the carriage without waiting for Voldemort to answer.The person who was also aroused touched his mouth thoughtfully. He felt that the relationship between him and Moriarty had exceeded his expectations.All in all, he had never had such a lasting relationship with any other bed partner, let alone let them hang out around his estate. Was this what Dumbledore was talking about... love?

Voldemort frowned and put his hands down: Forget it, he couldn't help shivering just thinking about it.

Just as the carriage in which Moriarty was riding left Voldemort Manor, a piece of news stirred up quite a stir in the British wizarding world.

The director of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters was first accidentally injured by magic backlash and entered St. Mungo's when he was out on a mission. Then he found a large number of illegal items in his manor, including some extremely evil black magic. Items and some Muggle items that have been transformed by magic, no one knows why he, as the chief of the department, will go on a mission and get injured during the mission, just like no one can figure out when he harbored so many black magic item.

An official of the Ministry of Magic who was in charge of investigating these things was pressed by the reporter of the Daily Prophet, and it took him a long time to reveal a little news: "I believe that even in that wizard's manor, there would not be so many scary items. "

There was an uproar in the magic world. Some people accused the director who was still lying unconscious in St. Mungo's knowingly breaking the law and eating a vegetarian meal in his corpse. The wizards expressed their incomprehension that he would be hit by his own magic even if he performed an ordinary task.Some people pointed the finger at the Minister of Magic Jenkins, asking why he would put such an idiot in the position of Director of the Department of Disasters.

Jenkins had to explain to the disgruntled populace before dealing with the idiot chief.

Of course, these are not the most important things in the eyes of other people in the Ministry of Magic. The most important thing now is, since the resignation of the former Director of the Disaster Department is doomed, who is his successor?

Although the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters is not the top department in the Ministry of Magic like the Department of Law Enforcement or the Department of Magical Creature Management, it is still an extremely important department.The Death Eaters faction, the Order of the Phoenix faction, and a few neutral and ministerial factions all set their sights on the vacated position.They didn't even bother to investigate how the news that there were prohibited items in the former director's manor came out.

Not only the members of the Ministry of Magic, but due to the weird calm in the magic world recently, all the newspapers finally ran into this big event and worked hard to report it, which in turn attracted the attention of ordinary wizards.

Since the Dark Lord didn't do anything, they didn't have much to talk about, so they had to talk about it over tea time.

After a week of wrangling among all parties, the new director of the disaster department was finally selected.But the new director who was selected really surprised everyone.

It turned out to be the Dark Lord!

Are the people at the Ministry of Magic crazy?And the Order of the Phoenix!Just put a dangerous person in the position of the disaster department?

Ordinary wizards, especially Muggle-born wizards suddenly felt that their eyes were dark and the future was dark. They couldn't believe that if they accidentally had a problem with their magic one day in the future, would the Dark Lord visit them the next day? them?It was a terrible idea!Was Jenkins' head flooded or was he bullied?

The fact is closer to the latter conjecture.

Voldemort sat on the chair with his legs crossed, smiling slightly, his slender and pale fingers folded into a tower shape on the smooth tabletop, with a look of regret on his face: "I'm sorry, Mr. Minister. I will talk to Patzier when I go back Have a good chat with Mister, and make sure he won't spread this kind of thing that damages your reputation."

Jenkins' fleshy face, which always wore a polite smile, was livid at this moment. His hands hidden in the sleeves were tightly clenched into two fists, and his nails sank deep into his palms. His chest heaved several times before he let out a heavy breath, The man sitting behind the table lowered his head slightly: "That's really troublesome for you."

"No, no, no, I'm happy to be of service to you, Mr. Minister." Voldemort raised a smile that could make women scream, his dark eyes were bottomless, "Please give me your advice in the future, Minister Jenkins. "

A drop of cold sweat ran across Jenkins' forehead, and he finally bent down and bowed this time: "Please advise me, Your Excellency the Duke."

After signaling Jenkins to leave, Voldemort leaned back in the leather chair and turned around. This is the office of the Director of the Accident and Disaster Department. It has a brand new look: green and silver wallpaper is pasted around, a walnut wood desk and a bookshelf against the wall, on which there are some documents and materials, and the whole room is simple and elegant, so that anyone who enters this room Everyone knows that the master is of Slytherin origin.

Voldemort turned back to his original position and had to admit that some of his noble men were still useful, at least with good eyesight in the room furnishings.This is the benefit of rights. As long as you have it, many things will be done first before you think about it, and as long as you give a few orders, others will rush to complete the rest.

Just like this time, he just made a request, and soon the result was held in front of him with both hands. He didn't need to spend much effort to get this position that many people dream of.

Voldemort rested his elbows on the smooth surface of the table, propped his cheeks and smiled - this was just the beginning.

A few days after Voldemort became the director of the Disaster Department, a report written by the chief reporter of the "Daily Prophet" Bolton Skeeter completely shocked the entire wizarding community. Out of stock.

In the latest issue of the "Daily Prophet", a handsome black-haired, brown-eyed wizard in the photo talked eloquently. His calm smile made the wizard who knew his true face want to poke the newspaper with a wand.However, this group of people is a minority after all, and most of them are ordinary wizards like Melanie.

"Merlin, he's so handsome!" Melanie just stood in front of the counter when she heard the emotion from her colleagues. She was holding a brand new "Daily Prophet" and was fascinated by it.

Melanie shrugged helplessly. After the Dark Lord's interview came out, these colleagues of hers remained in this state for several days.Well, these little people didn't expect the famous Dark Lord to be so young, so handsome, and especially... so talkative.

[Mr. Voldemort told the author that he had a lot of feelings during his one-year travel and study, and found that he was young and frivolous in the past, and had many misunderstandings about wizards who were not born with pure blood.

"It was my mistake." Voldemort sighed. "When I walked through Hogsmeade, across Diagon Alley, and stood in Godric's Hollow, I realized my mistake. Bloodlines are not the most important thing, The most important thing is that we are all wizards. We are surrounded by magic, we have wands in our hands, we wear robes, we are all children of Merlin. It may be shocking to say, I even went to the Muggle world."

Mr. Voldemort was silent for a while when he said this, and a kind of solemnity that the author could not describe emerged from his face.Then, he said slowly: "I have seen many, many things that I have not seen before. I have seen the development of Muggles, I have also seen their technology, I have also seen the history recorded in their books, Religion, alien races and witch hunts."

I admit to being shocked when I heard Mr. Voldemort spit that word out - it's been years since anyone had dared to mention it.

"Yes, the witch hunt." Mr. Voldemort's eyes seemed to be looking at the distant past, seeing the catastrophe of wizards long ago, "I can't forget the illustrations in the Muggle books, those witches who were burned by fire, those who were burned Children with iron spikes through their bodies, those magical creatures hunted by Muggles, I can't help but shudder even now thinking about it. It's anger, it's sadness, it's fear. It was at that moment that I really understood What I should do is not to hurt my compatriots for the immediate benefit, but to unite everything that can be united, our fellow clans, all wizards. After the witch hunt, the wizards hid themselves from the eyes of Muggles Disappeared and hid in another place to develop ourselves, but we, who were isolated from the Muggles, did not expect that not only we have been developing for so many years, but the Muggles have also been developing."

"Closing yourself is not the only way, wizards must move forward. I have never realized this clearly, and this is what we need to do most now. I know that this time I will serve as the director of the disaster department. People are worried, but, trust me, everyone makes mistakes. I also went far on the wrong road, but fortunately, I woke up before I made a bigger mistake. It’s no use talking, I will prove it with actions At the same time, I must also thank Minister Jenkins and Principal Dumbledore. They stopped me from making mistakes and made me realize my mistakes. They are truly great wizards, and I will continue to do so in the future Learn from them, and like them, do my part for my compatriots and for the future of the wizarding world."

Looking at this confident young wizard, I have to say that I was touched a little bit.As Mr. Voldemort said, everyone makes mistakes, let alone a young man.However, as long as we have the courage to admit and correct, there is still time for everything. Isn’t the wizarding world just composed of us who are constantly making mistakes and constantly correcting?As for Mr. Voldemort, in his words, time will tell.He will use his actions to prove himself to his fellow wizards.Please let us wait and see.This young wizard, and the future of the entire wizarding world. 】

"Do you really believe in the black magic...that lord will admit his mistake?" Melanie was very suspicious of this. What's the use of being handsome, and she is not a murderous black wizard.

Melanie's colleague is also of mixed race. She shrugged her shoulders, carefully folded the newspaper and put her fingers away from the smiling handsome wizard's face on the front page several times: "Who knows? Maybe he really Has he lost his way? Anyway, he is now an official of the Ministry of Magic, and all the wizards are watching. Let me say that it may be a good thing for the lord to take over as the director. He can't blatantly kill hemp or half-bloods. And have you noticed, he admires Headmaster Dumbledore quite a bit."

"After all, he is the greatest white wizard right now, so even that adult would respect him." Melanie yawned, "But those are the affairs of big people, if something really happens, we wizards can only watch , can't be affected."

In the afternoon sun, Melanie propped her head up and was drowsy. Recently, it was the off-season for Diagon Alley trade. The wizards outside the window came and went in a hurry. Enjoy an afternoon tea at the dessert shop.

Melanie's colleague had already put away the newspaper just now, and the two of them stood idly behind the counter, both of them couldn't help dozing off.

The crisp bell rang along with the sound of pushing the door, and Melanie was stirred up by a gust of cold wind. She opened her eyes and immediately stood up straight, skillfully showing a sweet smile: "Welcome light... huh?!"

She couldn't help opening her eyes wide, and screamed out at the same time as her colleagues around her.

Probably disturbed by the cries of these two excited shop assistants, the tall, thin and handsome wizard frowned slightly. He scanned the long counter with a lingering gloom on his brows: "There are recommended styles. Is it?" His tone was high and high, as if he was used to giving orders.

However, the two female shop assistants who were ordered in this way didn't care about his tone at all. They were fascinated by the shock of Voldemort's extreme appearance. Intoxicated by the elegant voice - I finally got used to the photos, but I didn't expect the real person to be more handsome!Merlin's pants!She is going from Dumbledore's school to the Dark Lord's school!

...Wait, the Dark Lord has a sweet tooth?

This question suddenly popped into Melanie's head, and she couldn't help raising her face: I don't know why, but suddenly I feel that the sweet-toothed Duke of Darkness is more, more handsome! ?