I, the Dark Lord, will definitely be a good principal!

?? ? ???.

Angell glanced at Malfoy expressionlessly, picked up a book from the bookshelf that he planned to read later, and walked towards the reading room next door.

At the same time, he thought to himself that when he got to Hogwarts, he would definitely beat Draco Malfoy up!

We'll talk about everything once we get the wand!

The alternate personality didn't speak, but expressed its support through thought.

This arrogant kid is really annoying.

Unfortunately, he was only one fraction of the true Dark Lord.

The Malfoy family did not allow books to be taken out of the library, so there were several dedicated reading rooms around the library.

After entering, Angell locked the door from the inside, completely ignoring Malfoy's knocking from the outside.

"I really want to cast a Cruciatus Curse on him and see just how loud he can scream..."

"Come on... if you were that capable, we wouldn't be here putting up with the Malfoys' attitude!"

"..."

"how?"

“I once instructed Lucius Malfoy to give the diary to Angor if anything happened to me…”

"You've nagged me about this so many times!"

"One day...one day I will make their whole family know what happens when they disobey!"

Angell, who was in control of the body, shrugged indifferently. In fact, he didn't have any resentment towards the Malfoy family.

If Lucius Malfoy were to give him the diary, he would have to be wary of his alter ego and Voldemort's Horcruxes working together to destroy his consciousness.

...or at least it will turn him into a secondary personality that is rarely able to control his body.

Moreover, over the years, he has never lacked food or clothing in the Malfoy household, although their attitude has been less than ideal. With house-elves around, he has hardly any chores to do. Compared to his childhood in his previous life, his treatment has been far better.

...It's like being born into a wealthy family; my parents gave me a lot of money, but not much love.

Moreover, judging from Lucius Malfoy's words, as long as he doesn't come back after going to Hogwarts, his living expenses will probably be quite substantial.

However, he did not stop his alternate personality from wanting to make the Malfoy family pay the price.

Because it's none of his business.

—When the transmigrator's consciousness merged with Voldemort's soul, his morality and conscience were almost completely extinguished.

Perhaps because the newly merged soul is exceptionally powerful, the magical power contained within this body is quite considerable.

As I turned a page of the book in my hand, familiar yet unfamiliar knowledge entered my mind.

Angor waved his hand, lamenting that he couldn't unleash his power without a wand.

Casting spells without a staff is still too difficult for him right now... I wonder if he can do it when his alternate personality controls his body?

It seems that I've been in control of my body for the past few weeks...

He was lost in thought when, with a soft explosion, two figures suddenly appeared in front of him.

Angell: "...?"

"Dobby has already brought the little master in. Little master, please don't punish Dobby. Dobby still has a lot to do..."

The platinum-blonde boy shoved the house-elf's head and said impatiently, "Now you can get lost, this is none of your business!"

Angel closed the book in his hand, placed it cover-down, and frowned at Draco Malfoy.

He was saying that the knocking suddenly stopped... The kid is so quiet, he must be up to no good!

Forcing a house-elf to Apparate with him or something...

If Mrs. Malfoy knew, she would probably be both shocked and frightened to give him a good talking-to!

"I remember we didn't have any conflicts, did we?" he said with a hint of helplessness.

Draco proudly waved the book in his hand: "I asked my mother yesterday, and this book is simply not something that lower-grade students at Hogwarts can understand. You're taking this book..."

He drawled, "Is it something you want to see yourself, or is it to impress your parents?"

"I just saw it, you weren't reading at all!"

Angell looked at him with the eyes of someone who was mentally challenged.

"Why...why do you think I would try to take Mom and Dad away from you?" he asked, trying to be as gentle as possible.

Draco paused, his expression suddenly freezing.

Thinking about it carefully... if he hadn't frequently gone to Angel's side, Angel would have been practically invisible in Malfoy Manor.

but……

"What do you want? Tell me... We'll be entering Hogwarts soon, and I'll reluctantly agree to let you continue following me!"

Angor stood up from his seat. Perhaps it was because of his physical condition, or perhaps it was because Draco was being too noisy, but he felt a little dizzy.

"You've been following me all along, young master. Now that we're at Hogwarts, I think we should stop bothering each other!"

He brushed past Draco and casually snatched the book from his hand.

Draco's hands suddenly felt empty. He turned his head in disbelief and saw Angel casually stack the two books together. He unlocked the door and was about to leave the reading room.

"Wait a moment!"

Without thinking, Draco reached out and grabbed his arm. Just as he was about to say something, he noticed that Angel's face was unusually pale.

"you……"

The words had barely left his mouth when his red eyes began to glaze over, and then—his body collapsed without warning.

"Angol?!"

.........

It's not a pleasant thing for two personalities to fight over a body.

"What are you doing?" The main personality (hereafter referred to as Angell) asked, his voice filled with helplessness and anger.

"I'm going to beat that kid up!" the alternate personality (hereafter referred to as vold) said with unusual determination.

"You...no offense, but why are you getting angry with a child? Let's think long-term. If anyone's to blame, it's Lucius for not giving you the resurrection item!"

"I don't care, I'm going to hit him!"

"Aren't you childish? The Dark Lord... Wait until we get to Hogwarts to fight? We're living under someone else's roof now. What if Lucius doesn't pay us after we fight?"

"..."

"Besides, can you even beat us? You know our physical condition..."

"..."

Angel sighed inwardly. He felt the consciousness that was struggling against his body weaken and relax slightly.

But in that instant, Vold displayed his admirable qualities of never giving up and seeking revenge on the spot, suddenly initiating a new wave of competition.

And so, Angell, all fresh and beautiful, was taken over by the account.

Angell: "..."

(Closes eyes)

Some terrible, horrific future, about Lucius not paying, began to appear before his eyes.

……