mystery lover

Charles lowered his head almost the moment he met those red eyes.

His eyes fixed on the food in front of him, his stiff body and rapid heartbeat revealed the boy's fear.

Just now...what happened...why did he feel oppressed by the red-eyed master looking directly at him right in front of him.

Even though he was sitting so far away from the teacher's seat...

Charles tried his best not to recall the pressure that gaze brought him, and after thinking about it, he knew that it was impossible for that one to notice him.

He suspected that he was a little sensitive, which made the boy's brows twitch uncomfortably.

Although he repeatedly hinted to himself in his mind, Charles' body was still instinctively stiff, and even Lucas beside him was stunned by his motionless appearance.

"I said——Charle," Lucas looked at the boy beside him, his face showed the first smile in this depressing morning, he leaned against Charles, and whispered, "Although the above ... That minister is indeed very intimidating, but you shouldn't be so scared that you don't even eat breakfast."

"Uh..." Charles tilted his upper body, and Lucas' words distracted him from some of the tension, and the joke on the other side's face was so obvious!

"Ha, Char, look," Lucas looked at the owl flying in from outside, "your Michelle is back."

As soon as the words fell, Charles Panpanniannian's pets fell on the dining table in front of him in cooperation these days, and what Michelle sent back was indeed the man's letter.

Tom's letters always came on this special paper.

Charles couldn't wait to open the letter in his hand, and the episode where the Minister of Magic had breakfast with everyone at Hogwarts was naturally forgotten by the boy.

Voldemort withdrew his gaze, and there was an almost non-existent smile on the corner of his mouth.

The old Hogwarts headmaster sitting on his right just looked at the long Hufflepuff table, and continued to eat the dessert in front of him without seeming to care.And Barty Crouch Jr., who was on Voldemort's left, was once again puzzled by his master's anomaly.

Charles read the letter in his hand twice to make sure that he did not misunderstand the meaning of every word in the letter.

But why is he kind of like 'This is not true! 'feeling too!

See what his dear Tom wrote in his letters!

'At eleven o'clock tonight, see you in the right corridor on the third floor of Hogwarts'

Hell!!! Is Tom kidding him? !

Charles doesn't think Tom will really come to Hogwarts, not to mention anything else, this is simply impossible, everyone knows that Hogwarts has had special magical protection since the school was founded, without the approval of the headmaster , Outsiders are not allowed to enter the school.

Even if—well, he meant even if Tom did come to Hogwarts, wouldn't he know that the curfew was at eleven!

Did he want to be the first ever Hufflepuff caught by Filch for a night walk?

And the damnedest thing was that Charles was sure - even if Tom's reply was so weird, and he might - really be the first Hufflepuff Nightwalker to be caught!

Charles looked at the sentence on the letter almost bitterly—'See you there or be square'!He didn't notice that the atmosphere around him had changed again.

Then when he came back to his senses, he felt that the students around him were cheering——

what just happened?

Charles raised his eyes from the letter paper belatedly, and vaguely seemed to hear what the people in the teacher's seat said, and then the whole auditorium exploded.

"Lucas?"

"Charle! How slow are you at a time like this! Put down what you're holding! Listen, the Ministry of Magic will provide Hogwarts students from the fourth year and above with internship opportunities! All students—I mean All students above the fourth grade can submit applications! And there are quite a few places!”

The most important thing is that this new policy of the Ministry of Magic is obviously treating the students of every college fairly. After the minister's simple speech——

Another official of the Ministry of Magic followed up with a specific introduction. The general content is that the students' qualifications will be uniformly considered by the Ministry of Magic and assigned to the most suitable department for internship. Different students receive instruction from the designated teacher of the department where he is intern at different times. If there are five days in a week, then these five days are five different students, and it is impossible for each department to accept only one intern. , which simply provides opportunities for most students who want to work in the Ministry of Magic after graduation.

Most of the Gryffindor students are attracted by the internship opportunities in Oro’s office, the Ravenclaw students are peeking at the vast amount of knowledge hidden in the Ministry of Magic, and the Hufflepuff students don’t have any particular department they want to go to. , but it's always nice to have a chance to learn about the Ministry of Magic, the body that runs all things wizarding.The purpose of the students of Slytherin College is even more direct. It is a very precious opportunity to have close contact with the master they long for allegiance to, even if they can only show their face in front of the Dark Lord.

So this directly led to the enthusiastic response from the students of the four colleges after the news was announced.

On the long tables of Slytherin, owls of various colors have begun to send letters to their families.

"Char, what's wrong with you?" Lucas was finally a little discouraged when he found that the expression on his friend's face was still dull. He found that his friend had been getting more and more abnormal recently.

"No... nothing, just a little surprised."

After Charles finished speaking, he felt that he should receive another letter from his father.

Sure enough, during lunch, a large wave of owls successfully invaded Hogwarts, and this included the one from the McAvoy family.

Charles felt that everyone's reaction was almost more excited than that of the Triwizard Tournament that just ended in the morning!So before dinner, Charles obediently put his magic resume into the designated mailbox of the Ministry of Magic. Anyway, it was impossible for him to be selected.

But having said that, the process of Potter of Gryffindor's confrontation with the Hungarian tree peak dragon in the morning was so exciting for the viewers, even Charles was amazed by Potter's bravery and flying skills.

The first match ended like this. Senior Cedric scored the highest score so far, so it seems that the Hufflepuff lounge will be lively again tonight.

Maybe he can sneak out...

Eleven at night.

When Charles came to the corridor on the third floor that Tom mentioned, he was very nervous about his smooth journey.

Don't get caught at the last minute...

Damn Tom must be kidding him...

where is tom...

Just when Charles gradually felt a wave of fear because of the darkness around him, he was embraced from behind by a pair of arms that came out of nowhere.

Before he could scream, a wide palm was already covering the boy's lips, and then Charles felt himself falling into a familiar embrace, and the next second, the things in front of him had changed.

When Charles regained consciousness, he found that he was no longer in the corridor just now, but in a spacious, Slytherin-style room.

Oh, don't ask him why he thinks this room has a Slytherin style, isn't there anyone in their family who graduated from Slytherin besides him, ha ha.

"Tom...?"

Even though the scene was changed, the person behind him still hugged him tightly against his back, and the hand that was in front of the young man moved restlessly.

"Char..."

The man's hot air was slowly exhaling against Charles' ears, which made Charles' ears turn red almost instantly, and the hand stroking in front of him made his body... tremble uncontrollably .

With an involuntary groan, Charles was in a daze, and almost forgot all the words he thought that if he really met Tom, he would have to question him.

The man's hand was still moving, constantly teasing the young man's fragile nerves.

Voldemort had turned back to black, and a red light flashed in his eyes. He didn't forget that in the stupid game in the morning, his eyes were always attracted by Harry Potter with messy hair like a bird's nest... ...to actually completely ignore him who was sitting on the jury seat opposite him. Could it be that his sense of existence is really so weak that even trolls can compare him?

Thinking of this, Voldemort involuntarily increased the strength in his hand.

"Ah... Tom!"

After Charles' weak nerves were stimulated by the strength of the man's hand, he blushed and was agitated, and he was a little scared and wanted to break free from the embrace of the man behind him.

Voldemort let go, but he didn't let go of the little badger in his arms, the seductive voice sounded in the boy's red and cuter ears.

"Charles, don't you miss me?"

"I..." Charles twisted his body uncomfortably. His whole body is unusually hot now. Of course he is not unfamiliar with this feeling, but...

"I miss you so much...but...you let go of me first, Tom!"

Charles was really afraid that something out of his control would happen if this continued. Obviously he ignored that since he met this man, there was nothing under his control.

Suddenly, Charles felt the person behind let go of his hand, which made Charles instinctively run forward while he was relieved, but he was pulled back before he escaped half a meter, and this time, Charles directly Facing the face in front of him, he might have missed it for two weeks.

"Tom..."

Charles' voice was drowned in the man's deep, fiery kiss.

Charles felt himself being suffocated by the kisses of the man in front of him, and then he felt himself being slowly carried backwards by Tom until he was pinned down on something soft.

Charles thought he might be lying on a bed, but he couldn't open his eyes.

Tom's kiss became more and more intense, and Charles felt the man's kiss from his lips to his cheek, and then slowly sucked and slid to his neck, the more and more sensitive position, and Tom's restless touch on his neck. The hands on his body...

Charles opened his eyes and looked at the somewhat blurred ceiling. The young man's eyes were rendered with dark red rays of light by the emotion, until he felt light on his body, and then Tom's hand touched his without any scruples. Physically.

Charles was almost awakened by the frightening pleasure, and some pleading voices came out of his mouth.

"Tom... stop..."

The man seemed to have really listened to his words. After a few seconds, Voldemort's lips left the youth's flawless body, and Charles' body trembled as he saw the undercurrent in his black eyes.

Then Charles heard the man's low and magnetic voice sounding in this strange room.

"Dear Char..."

Voldemort leaned close to Charles's sensitive ear again, deliberately biting the boy's earlobe, "Since everyone is a man... are you sure you want me to stop at this time?"

After finishing speaking, there seemed to be a chuckle of malice.