alchemical love

Office of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)) There's actually a face behind his head!"

"Master, master! Please spare me, it hurts so much, ouch!" the man yelled, excruciatingly painful.

A black smoke emerged from the back of the man's head, slowly condensed in the air, and gathered into a man with long black hair.

Voldemort looked at his somewhat transparent palm, the knuckles were slender, thin and strong, just like ten years ago.

As if I hadn't spent 10 years humiliatingly fleeing in the body of a snake in the Albanian forest.

Now Voldemort can be sure that he has been tricked by Dumbledore. He is afraid that that cunning old fox has firmly controlled him in his youth.In fact, voldemort can grow up, command the nobles, become the devil king, and stand against the Order of the Phoenix led by Dumbledore. In addition to voldemort's own powerful magic power and high IQ, the most important point is that he is real and inherited Slater Lin's legacy.

It's a pity that he killed a little wizard who was protected by Hogwarts before he became an adult, which caused the succession ceremony to fail, and he backfired on himself, causing his soul to be injured and split, unable to complete the ceremony, and became the master of Slytherin.

Afterwards... Voldemort clenched his hand, and the head of Slytherin actually... in order to protect himself, he concealed some facts about the soul from him, true and false, difficult to distinguish, and asked him to cut the soul and make a Horcrux.

If it weren't for Voldemort's powerful soul, his magic power would have been chaotic, worse than that of a young child.

At first, I thought there was no future, but now, I have regained my composure, and I no longer only have murderous desire and tyranny in my heart. There is only one possibility, that is, someone changed the composition of Slytherin's alchemy circle, and counteracted part of the backlash effect. The Slytherin legacy restored a part of his soul.

I didn't expect Slytherin to produce such talents.Lord Demon King raised his lips and smiled. Now, slowly find him and control him. One day, he will become the true heir of Slytherin and regain the glory of Slytherin.

Then, he turned his head and saw that the snake's face in the mirror was straight and black.

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His Majesty the Demon King: "...find him immediately! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻Qiluo, get up!!"

The so-called Slytherin is a group of people who have special requirements for appearance. (There is no black professor, the professor also has "special" requirements for his appearance ╮(╯▽╰)╭by: Cai Cai who runs away from the top of the pot)

——— Jinjiang Little Fairy———

"Cough cough, cough cough." Dumbledore clutched his throbbing chest.

"Dumbledore, modifying the magic circle of Hogwarts without authorization is easy to be backlashed." A fat lady on the wall said worriedly.

"Hmph, I told you not to support his modification. Who knows what it's for." A headmaster in aristocratic attire sneered.

"Nixley! How do you say that! We are all thinking of Hogwarts!" Another headmaster reprimanded Nixley, who was born in Slytherin.black.

"Ahem, I'm fine, don't worry about me, Nick is just awkward." Dumbledore waved his hand.Looking at the portrait of the principal, the people gradually quieted down, and he fell into deep thought.

At the beginning, I only modified part of the protective magic circle, and transferred the magic circle in the Slytherin cellar area to the Gryffindor Tower. It was a tense period before the war started.The modification authority needs to be approved by more than two-thirds of the principals. At that time, except for a few Slytherin-born principals such as Black, he obtained the right to modify the magic circle.

Then, Dumbledore unconsciously glanced at the empty photo frame in front of the table, and then he started to monitor the little nobles in Slytherin, and then he got a lot of information, and then he couldn't stop.

It seems that my whole life is being pushed by fate. Looking at the empty photo frame, Dumbledore laughed at himself, got up and walked to the cellar. The most important thing now is to find out whether a little wizard accidentally affected the operation of the magic circle. It was his own magic circle that affected the operation of Hogwarts' large magic circle.

His chest was still throbbing, but Dumbledore didn't stop.

...all, for the greatest good.

From the beginning to the end, Mr. Dumbledore did not doubt that anyone could find out that he knew his hands and feet. After all, he had studied for nearly ten years before he could dissolve the monitoring circle into Slytherin without leaving a trace.

╮(╯▽╰)╭This is life.The so-called willows and flowers brighten another village.

——— Jinjiang Little Fairy———

Head Slytherin's office.

"Godfather, what's the matter with Xiu, is it okay?" Draco hurriedly walked around beside the bed.

"Shut up." Snape said with a dark face as the veins popped on his forehead.

On the bed lay the pale-faced little friend Xiu, and around the bed were four little snakes that stood firm against Snape's murderous gaze.This made Snape even more anxious.

"The little troll is fine, just anemic and weak. Now, can you condescend to explain it to me? Huh?" Snape turned sullenly and stared at his godson and students.

Blaze's face was pale, but he said calmly: "Xiu found out that someone modified Slytherin's magic circle to monitor the students' conversations."

There was silence in the room, and even Mary realized what a scandal this was.There are always many secrets among nobles.These secrets are under surveillance, so the interests of these nobles are...

And Snape's face was even more strange, it had surpassed anger, and became something like guilt and sadness.Draco glanced at his godfather and asked, "Godfather, should I write to my father?"

"..." Snape was silent for a while, then said slowly: "This matter is too involved, don't tell Lucius yet."

Suddenly, the hiss of Medusa came from outside the door, reminding everyone that another person was coming.

"What should I do?" Mary asked, "Is Dumbledore here?"

Snape walked to the fireplace, threw down a handful of Floo powder, and said to the Slytherins, "I'm going to the common room, and keep quiet about today's event, do you understand?"

Blaze picked Xiu up and followed Draco out of the dean's office.

Back in Xiu and Draco's bedroom, Blaze gently put Xiu on the bed, and Draco covered Xiu with the quilt and helped him tidy up the corners of the quilt.

Blaze lay down on Draco's bed, covered his eyes with his hands, and said, "What's going on, how long has Slytherin been monitored?"

Mary pursed her lips and said, "You... you better tell your parents about this."

"What do you mean, do you think my godfather is unreliable?" Draco immediately turned his face.

Mary didn't flinch, she stared at Draco proudly: "It's obvious that Dumbledore did it, don't tell me that the dean doesn't know about it at all. Even if the dean was deceived by Dumbledore , why didn't he let you tell your dad?!"

Draco's eyes were red with anger, but he didn't say anything to refute Mary.

Several people sat quietly in the dormitory in embarrassment, and no one spoke again.

At this time, Xiu, who was sleeping soundly, had no troubles at all, and his extremely cute sleeping face was particularly hated.

Draco looked at it for a while, and couldn't help stretching out his hand to pinch it. Xiu's lips parted, and a stream of crystal liquid dripped from the corners of his pink and tender mouth.

Draco: ●△●

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