Lord of the Nation: Mutated golden talent at the beginning

"Voldemort. "

The corners of Tom's mouth curled up as he uttered a name that no one in the British wizarding world dared to mention.

The name with the curse.

"Mystery Man!?"

Lockhart's eyes widened and he couldn't help but exclaim.

His dark eyes stared at the handsome young man sitting behind the desk, his expression a little dazed.

Voldemort –

Lockhart really didn't think that he would still hear this name after more than ten years of precipitation.

"Why, you look surprised?"

Tom put down the quill in his hand and glanced at Lorne, who was sitting in a chair with black tea.

"If I wasn't Voldemort, how could I be used by Geralt?"

Tom knew that the reason why Lorne would resurrect him was entirely for the sake of him becoming Voldemort in the future.

After all, no one raises a single waste.

"No way, the mysterious man doesn't look like you!"

Lockhart shook his head quickly, and he couldn't keep a smile on his face.

"He was indeed Voldemort, or rather Voldemort fifty years ago. "

Lorne, who took a sip of black tea, said softly.

As his words fell, Lockhart froze in place.

The young man in front of him is really Voldemort?

Lockhart opened his mouth, only to find that he couldn't say anything.

What can he say?

Now, Voldemort, like him, has become Lorne's puppet who plays with his soul and cannot control himself.

Thinking of this, Lockhart subconsciously glanced at the blonde wizard who was drinking tea.

Didn't you expect that even Voldemort didn't escape his control?

What a terrible wizard.

"Alright, you two can talk. "

Lorne glanced at his watch, and it was half past twelve.

The little witch probably bought the ingredients and went back a long time ago.

"After all, Lockhart is also an Auror captain, and you know how to use it, Senior Tom. "

Lorne asked with a chuckle.

"Got it, you better go back quickly!"

Tom narrowed his eyes and drove people away.

He really didn't want to see Lorne's face, which was uncomfortable but couldn't move.

With a soft creak, Lorne walked away slowly.

Lockhart and Tom were the only ones left in the room.

Looking at Tom's equally handsome face, Lockhart felt a little numb in his heart.

This is Voldemort!

Killing him could not have imagined that one day he would do things with Voldemort.

"Don't be so nervous, I'm not going to kill you. "

"What's more, you're also immortal now, right?"

Tom looked at Lockhart, who was frozen in place, and chuckled softly.

......

After leaving Tumbledown Alley, Lorne returned to the potion shop in Diagon Alley.

The door that was locked when he left had been opened by this time.

Miss Hermione is undoubtedly back.

Jingle Bell –

The wind chimes on the wooden door rang softly, and Lorne pushed the door open and walked in.

A pair of pale blue eyes soon saw the little witch who was writing a letter on the table.

"You're back!"

Hearing the doorbell ring, Hermione turned her head to look at Lorne as she walked by, a smile on her lips.

The long curly brown hair tied in a high ponytail behind her also swayed with the movement.

"Good afternoon, sweet little witch. "

Lorne sat down next to Miss Granger, one hand around her waist.

The scent of jasmine tickles the tip of the nose.

"You've changed your name again. "

Hermione smiled and pinched his cheek.

"Lovely indeed. "

Lorne touched her little head and couldn't help but rub it.

"Wait, I'll finish this letter first!"

Hermione removed the hand that had rested on her head, then picked up the quill that had been placed on the table.

She sent the letter to Mr. and Mrs. Granger, as school was about to start and she would have to go home for a few days if nothing else.

Once the letter was finished and put into the envelope, Hermione handed it to the white owl who was waiting.

"That's it!"

After watching the owl fly out of the window, Miss Granger nodded in satisfaction.

"By the way, I saw Harry at the Leaky Cauldron this morning!"

Hermione said suddenly.

Harry?

"How could he be at the Leaky Cauldron?"

Lorne asked, a little confused.

"He said he ran away from home yesterday, and he met the Knight Bus and sent him to the Leaky Cauldron!"

"Shall we tell Sirius the news?"

Remembering that Sirius had been using his Animagus form to look for Harry in Diagon Alley recently, Hermione couldn't help but say with some sympathy.

Sirius.

Lorne thought for a moment and nodded, "Then I'll tell Sirius that you go and call Harry here." "

If you want to say that the safest place in the whole Diagon Alley is undoubtedly his potion shop.

After all, there was an Auror captain Lockhart who walked through the back door on it.

"Uh-huh!"

Hermione nodded.

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Sirius's trail was still easy to find, after all, he squatted in front of the Blotted bookstore all day long when he had nothing to do.

Because every new wizard has to buy books for the next semester.

A black dog crawled in a shady spot, its golden pupils keeping an eye on the passing crowd.

Soon a shadow hung over him.

Rowan?

Seeing that familiar handsome face, Sirius raised his head in confusion.

I wonder what he's going to do?

"Harry is estimated to be at the potion shop in a while, will you go?"

Hearing this, Sirius immediately froze.

And on the other side.

"You mean... I have an Azkaban fugitive godfather?"

Harry, who hadn't seen each other for a long time, had no time to catch up before Hermione told him the news.

"That wanted man is my godfather?"

Harry was a little dazed.

He had also seen the daily newspaper, and the attendant of the knight's bus told him that Sirius was the most vicious criminal.

There was once a frenzy of blowing up a street.

"Didn't you say that Sirius was wronged!"

Hermione reluctantly explained again.

She hadn't noticed that Harry still had a Xi of selective listening.

Waited until they arrived at the door of the potion shop.

Harry's eyes were still a little confused.

As the wind chimes rang, Hermione pushed the door open and walked in, followed by Harry.

"Harry Potter?"

A hoarse and excited voice rang out.

When Harry looked up, he saw the man on the wanted post.

He subconsciously took a step back.

"You see, he wouldn't even call Sirius a godfather. "

Lorne, who was drinking tea, whispered to the girl next to him.