Hogwarts: I am Voldemort

"Knock knock knock."

Hermione knocked on the door, not forgetting to straighten the hem of her skirt.

"Hermione?"

A deep voice came from the room.

"it's me."

Hermione had a smile on her face and answered briskly.

"Creak."

The door opened, and the smile on Hermione's face suddenly stopped after blooming again.

"Neville, why are you here?"

Hermione asked doubtfully, her eyes lingering on the faces of Draco who opened the door and Neville who was standing behind Draco.

"He followed me."

Draco replied on behalf of Neville with a look of displeasure, "You know what he's capable of, he's a guy who can't make a sound when he walks, and I didn't expect him to follow..."

The voice became quieter at the end, and the dissatisfaction turned into helplessness.

He turned sideways to let Hermione, whose face turned serious, walk into the room, closed the door and turned to look at the two men confronting each other.

Opening his mouth and letting out a final sigh, Draco decided to remain silent.

"Give me a reason," Hermione said.

Neville rubbed his hands, and the reason he originally had was suddenly lost to Hermione.

He had never seen Hermione like this.

Aggressive and unwilling to give an inch, his eyes made him afraid to look directly at her.

"I caught you and Draco making eye contact at a meeting, so..."

"So you're following us?" Hermione asked.

"No, I'm just following Della..."

The words stopped under Hermione's glare, and Neville forced a smile.

"Da da da……"

The sound of high heels hitting the floor sounded, and Hermione came to the chair and sat down, her eyes scanning the faces of the two somewhat reserved men for a moment.

"Draco, I'm not married and you're not married. There's no need for us to act like thieves, let alone some people looking for trouble."

Hermione's words made the two men look at each other helplessly.

"Neville doesn't have any malicious intentions. He came here mainly to confirm our thoughts."

Draco opened his mouth to speak for Neville, which immediately attracted Hermione's death stare.

"I really don't have any ill intentions, Hermione. I'm just afraid that because of you, there will be a split within the Death Eaters." Neville stood up bravely to attract fire, and Draco glanced at him gratefully.

"The split is not that serious." Hermione was attracted by the question in Neville's words, frowned and waved her hands.

"You know, Hermione, if you didn't know, I guess you wouldn't be so sneaky, would you?" Neville asked.

This made Hermione's frown deepen. She waved her hands in disgust, but said nothing.

The air in the room was a little stagnant, and everyone was silent.

The aroma of the desserts on the table was wafting from the air. This was Hermione's favorite, but she couldn't bring up her appetite after looking at it.

"Turn on the lights, Draco, candlelight makes me uncomfortable."

Hermione spoke, her tone revealing her terrible mood.

"Click."

When the chandelier in the room was turned on, the three people's heavy hearts seemed to feel better.

"We will handle it carefully, Neville, this is a private relationship between Draco and I, you don't need to worry about it." Hermione said in an impatient tone.

"I mean no harm, Hermione, you know that." Neville said helplessly, spreading his hands.

If Voldemort hadn't put him in this position, he really wouldn't want to care about the relationship between these two people.

They are not the first to see love between a pureblood and a Muggle wizard.

What does the anger of the Malfoy family have to do with the Longbottom family?

In his position, he can seek his own government.

Now that he was in charge of the Death Eaters, of course he had to reconcile internal conflicts.

If the relationship between Draco and Hermione were made public, it would inevitably cause Lucius's dissatisfaction, and then the two might be forced to break up.

When the time comes, if Muggle wizards fight for Hermione, it will definitely trigger backlash from pure-blood wizards.

Over and over again, it may even cause the entire wizarding world to break from within.

By then, it will no longer be a matter of love. MI7 might take this opportunity to completely split the wizarding world.

The order that was finally established will return to chaos.

"How far have you come?"

After much thought, Neville, who couldn't let things go downhill, still asked this question that made Hermione furious on the spot.

"Calm down, Hermione, calm down."

Draco comforted Hermione while glaring at Neville, but still explained, "We are just dating, the relationship has not yet been confirmed, Neville, we know the depth and we are very cautious."

Neville nodded, glanced at Hermione, and asked in a low voice: "How did you two get together?"

Although the voice was small, Hermione still heard it in the silent room, and she immediately glared at Neville again.

This time Neville was in the wrong, because the question was a bit gossipy, so he could only apologize and smile.

"Our respective organizations were at a low point for a while, so there was a lot to talk about, and Hermione is smart and pretty, so I thought..."

"Draco," Hermione growled, interrupting Draco.

"Okay, okay, I won't ask anymore, what do you two want?" Neville waved his hands repeatedly, indicating that he would no longer gossip and just focus on the results.

"We will be careful." Draco glanced at Hermione and said softly.

"snort."

Hermione snorted in dissatisfaction, but did not express any other thoughts.

"No matter what, we have to wait until the Dark Lord returns."

After Neville thought for a while, he gave his own idea, "If the Dark Lord is here, even if your father or a pure-blood wizard has an opinion, he can suppress it.

"But if he doesn't come back and your affairs are exposed, I won't be able to suppress those people."

This is just part of his thoughts. He hopes that the two of them can sort out their thoughts and not act impulsively.

The Malfoy family is the mainstay of pure blood, and their disdain for Muggles is engraved in their bones.

If the two of them really wanted to persevere, even if the Dark Lord was here, Neville felt that Draco would not get any good.

It is estimated that the best outcome would be like Sirius Black, being expelled from the family.

"I know, Neville, I'll keep an eye out." Draco nodded and looked at Hermione apologetically.

Most of the problems in their relationship came from his side, and he was really sorry for that.

Hermione opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she just sighed helplessly.

Shakespearean tragedies always seem to be happening in this world.

Hermione certainly knows how difficult it is to resist the world. This can be seen from the trajectory of Voldemort's rise. She is not proud enough to fight against the entire world like Voldemort.

But feelings are something that has always been uncontrollable.

How could she have imagined that she would actually fall in love with Draco, and gradually, she could not help herself.

Love is indeed something that can make people stupid.

"You should pay more attention to yourselves. If you have to go on a date, there is no need to be so secretive. I'm afraid that others will notice. It's really not okay..."

Neville thought for a while and said, "Just use me as an excuse, saying that we need to have a meeting or something else, and then I can just hide and not come out to see anyone."

Seeing the troubled look on Neville's face, Draco and Hermione looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

The barrier between the three people disappeared, but the blood difference still existed.

The ambiguity of the future was not washed away by the hearty laughter.