Dark Lord, please let go

The news from Hagrid made Draco even more puzzled. Obviously Dobby knew the mysterious man, which proved that Tom had indeed become Voldemort, but why did Tom work with Dumbledore after graduation? How could Dumbledore become the Dark Lord working together,

The more you ponder, the more confused you become, and things are unexpectedly weird...

Draco walked absently towards the cellar, and then, at the corner of the corridor, he ran into the arms of a man with a face he absolutely didn't want to see at the moment.

Professor Lauder put his hand on Draco's shoulder, and he bent slightly, as if he was carefully studying Draco's expression.They were so close that the tips of their noses almost touched, Draco could even feel the hot air on his face.

"Oh, it's you, Draco." Professor Lauder stared at Draco's face maliciously, "I thought Slytherin students were more cautious, but you seem to be an exception? Or— "

Professor Lauder suddenly stopped talking, he took a meaningful look at Draco, and finally straightened up under the other party's glaring, "—or, you can't wait to throw yourself into your arms?"

Hell throwing arms and hugs!What the hell is this guy who looks like Tom trying to do!

Draco gritted his teeth resentfully, a blush appeared on his pale face. "Professor Lauder, good evening." After finishing speaking, Draco took two steps back, away from Professor Lauder. For some reason, he always felt that the man in front of him looked at him strangely, as if a beast was staring at him. with his prey.

Although Draco was very reluctant to compare himself in this way, there seemed to be no words that could better describe this domineering gaze.

"Good evening, Draco." Professor Lauder greeted Draco lazily, during which time his eyes were glued to Draco's body, which made Draco couldn't help but want to run away.

"Professor, I'm going back to the dormitory, it's already very late." Draco really couldn't bear the weird gaze, especially the owner of the gaze was still looking like he needed to be beaten, he was afraid that he couldn't bear it Impulsiveness left a few bruises on that handsome face.Just the thought of Tom Riddle throwing the Imperius Curse on him made Draco completely uncontrollable.

"Of course, night travel is not a good habit." Professor Lauder hooked his lips.

Although the professor agreed with Draco's words, his feet seemed to have taken root, and he didn't move half a step at all. If Draco wanted to go back to the cellar, he had to go around Professor Lauder.

"..." Grinding his teeth again, Draco chose to take a detour just before his patience was worn out.The other party is a professor. You can't get angry because he looks like Tom. He was invited by Dumbledore. He will definitely not be the Dark Lord. Hold back!

At this moment, Draco didn't even hide it. After nodding dryly at Professor Lauder, he was about to go around him. Just when Draco was about to leave Professor Lauder's side, he was suddenly caught A pair of not-so-gentle arms embraced him, and the whole person hung in mid-air.

Before he could figure out what was going on, Draco heard Professor Lauder's voice in his ear.

"It suddenly occurred to me that Slytherin's Defense Against the Dark Arts homework has not yet been approved. I think you should be very happy to help me."

"...Professor, I'm only in the first grade!"

Draco struggled a bit, but Professor Lauder's strength was superior to that of Draco, who was only a first-year student. After struggling to no avail, Draco was treated like a rag doll by Professor Lauder. Carrying towards the professor's office.

"Professor Lauder, can you explain, where are you going with my godson at such a time?" A slippery voice sounded from the front.

Draco was wrestling with the arm stuck on his body, when he heard a familiar voice, he raised his head stiffly, and saw Professor Snape, their dean, as expected.It was great, and at this embarrassing moment, being seen by Professor Snape, Draco could already anticipate that he would receive a warning letter from his father at breakfast time tomorrow.

But... something seems wrong... What did Professor Snape call himself just now?

"Severus, good evening." Professor Lauder didn't let go of Draco at all, and even rubbed Draco's head inexplicably. "I'm going to ask Draco to help me with my first year Slytherin homework, you know, I'm always short on time."

Draco could swear that when Professor Lauder called Professor Snape's name, he saw the Professor's face freeze for a moment, if only for a moment.

"It seems that my godson is not very willing." Snape glanced at Draco who was still stiff there, and reminded Professor Lauder.

This time Draco clearly heard Professor Snape addressing him, godson, yes... So Professor Snape is his godfather?When did this happen?Why doesn't he know?Seems like last time he didn't have Snape as godfather, right?

"Freshmen are always very shy..." Professor Lauder narrowed his scarlet eyes, and hugged Draco into his arms again.

As soon as Professor Lauder finished speaking, Draco saw Professor Snape slowly looking down at himself, his heart was beating wildly for no reason, as if he had done something bad and was caught.

"It seems that your godson doesn't object to my words." Professor Lauder chuckled, "Then he will live in my office today. The first grade has a lot of homework, and I'm afraid I can't finish it before the curfew."

Snape finally withdrew his gaze from Draco, he snorted dissatisfiedly, "Then take him, as for you, my godson..."

"Don't get Professor Lauder into trouble, you won't want to know the consequences." After hissing the threat, Professor Snape strode towards the cellar, and Draco could only catch a glimpse of the tumbling robe behind Professor Snape .

He couldn't believe what he was hearing, oh, this is the hell.Why should I be threatened like this when I was the one who was forced to approve some homework?Especially when this threat also comes from the so-called godfather.

"Since your godfather has agreed." Professor Lauder looked down at Draco who was furious, and then slowly put him down from his arms. "Keep up Draco, I don't think you'd want to spend the night grading my homework."

Draco didn't answer, in fact he was trying not to let himself satirize Professor Lauder, he didn't want the Slytherin gems to be deducted for mocking the professor, otherwise Professor Snape would be very happy to be alone with him talk.

"Come in, Draco." Professor Lauder said the password to the portrait on the door of his office. He walked into the office first, and Draco followed behind him.

It was a very ordinary office, and compared to all the Defense Against the Dark Arts professors Draco knew, it was ordinary and unstyled.Behind the desk are two huge bookcases filled with all kinds of magic books. In the center of the room are two large sofas and a coffee table. There are some crucibles and crystal bottles in the corner of the room.

After Professor Lauder walked into the room, he sat directly at the desk. He rummaged through the desk for a while, and then piled up rolls of parchment. It looked like there were at least 30 copies.

"This is your task tonight, I think these should not be a problem for you." Professor Lauder narrowed his eyes and stared at Draco for a while, "Don't just stand there Draco, now, come here Finish your mission."

Although he was very reluctant, Draco still walked to the desk and took the rolls of parchment to the coffee table. He subconsciously ignored the stool in front of the desk.

Professor Lauder just glanced at Draco meaningfully, but didn't say anything.

The office became quiet, except for the sound of flipping the parchment, there was only the sound of writing.Cursing inwardly, Draco was grading a Gryffindor freshman's homework, and Draco's head throbbed from the jumbled letters on it.

What a disaster!Why did he have to listen to Lauder's words and correct homework here?What the hell!

It wasn't until several hours later that Draco finally got rid of the horrible homework. He raised his head, twisted his stiff neck, and when he turned around, he saw Professor Lauder who was sitting behind the desk and fell asleep at some point.

There was a thick parchment book in front of him, and volumes of homework that had been corrected were placed on the other side of the desk.

Draco had to admit that it was not for nothing that Professor Lauder was liked by all the students at Hogwarts.His head leaned lightly on the chair, his face was a little unhealthily pale, and there was a circle of bruises under his eye sockets, as if he hadn't slept well for a long time.

Putting the finished homework quietly on the desk, Draco hesitated for a moment. It was already very late, and it was not long before the curfew. If he went back to the cellar at this time, he might be caught by Filch who was watching the night. catch.

Professor Crowder is now asleep again...

Draco clicked impatiently, and he pulled his wand out of his pocket. Since he had no choice, he planned to transform the sofa into a bed or something, so he wouldn't wrong himself.

However, as soon as the wand was raised and the spell was not uttered, Draco's arm holding the wand was firmly grasped, and his eyes were scarlet.

Professor Lauder raised his eyebrows and looked at Draco's hand holding the wand, "Didn't your parents and godfather tell you not to point your wand at others casually?" Although he said so, Professor Lauder let go He shook Draco's hand, as if grabbing his arm was just a knee-jerk reaction.

"I've let you down Professor, my parents and godfather never told me that I can't do this in school." When talking about the word school, Draco emphasized his tone.