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Chapter 117: Chapter 115 – Ophelia (2)

The entire ceremony for the new students ended, and the house Monitors led the new students to their respective houses, heading toward their common rooms.

"The password to enter the Common Room is 'pure-blood,'" Marcus Flint, who took over as the Slytherin Monitors after his predecessor graduated, told all the new students. "Don't forget it, or you'll have to sleep outside or wait for someone to open the door for you."

Beside him, guiding the girls, was Clarissa Higgs, the female Slytherin Monitors who took over after her predecessor left. "Slytherin has strict rules, but you can read the rules in your respective dormitories," Ginny heard Clarissa say as she looked around, mouth agape, at the elegant and luxurious environment of the Common Room. Glancing out the window, she swore she saw a huge octopus tentacle appear for a moment.

"Are all the common rooms like this?" Still shocked by the luxurious appearance of the place, Ginny asked her new friend, Astoria, who was beside her.

"From what my sister said, each common room is unique in its own way, but only Slytherin's is this rich. We have individual or double rooms if two people want to share. In Gryffindor, you have to share the room with four or five other girls," Astoria replied in a whisper, her tone full of pride for Slytherin. Mentioning Gryffindor, Astoria herself felt a shiver run down her spine. Just thinking about sharing her own room with other people without a hint of privacy left a rich girl like her very uncomfortable.

Although she felt she wouldn't be too bothered by sharing a room with other girls, Ginny still nodded while continuing to look around the common room with great curiosity. Her gaze finally fell upon two chairs that resembled thrones next to the fireplace.

Something that the new students also looked at with curiosity, after all, were two thrones, even for the descendants of minor noble houses, it was something they had never seen before. Marcus Flint, seeing the looks from the new boys and girls, smiled and proudly introduced, "These are the seats of Lord Asterion Black and his fiancée, Lady Daphne Greengrass." He seemed so proud that one might think he was talking about himself.

The name of Asterion filled all the descendants of the minor noble houses with admiration and envy. After all, it was the name of the war hero who defeated the most evil wizard ever to set foot in Britain.

Hearing her sister's name, Astoria couldn't help but look with envy at the silver throne beside the black throne. Every girl was vain and very proud, always wanting to be the center of attention. She was no different in that regard, but Astoria knew she could never surpass her sister's popularity.

Clarissa Higgs, the female Slytherin Monitor, spoke at this moment, looking at the thirteen-year-old girls. "Girls can enter the boys' dormitory, but boys cannot enter the girls' dormitory, so no bringing boys into the girls' dormitory."

"Why would we bring boys into the girls' dormitory?" Ginny asked, confused by the rather specific rule.

Beside her, Astoria looked speechlessly at the innocent redheaded teenager. "Isn't it obvious?"

"What's obvious?" Ginny asked, genuinely confused, looking at Astoria.Seeing those innocent eyes, Astoria was at a loss for words. Had her mother not talked to her about these things?

Though surprised, Astoria didn't answer. She didn't want to tarnish the girl's innocence but thought it would be amusing to see her reactions when she found out about these things.

When everyone was about to head to their respective dormitories, Asterion's voice drew everyone's attention.

"Marcus, Clarissa. Miss Riddle will stay with me for a moment." Asterion, who had just arrived in the common room, looked at the girl with black hair and red eyes.

Marcus and Clarissa weren't surprised by Asterion's arrival. It was obvious given Ophelia's appearance that this would happen.

Looking at Ophelia, who didn't object, Marcus and Clarissa nodded and led the new students to the dormitories. Astoria and Ginny looked at their friend with concern for a second but followed Clarissa to their rooms.

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Observing the boy sitting on the black throne by the fireplace, Ophelia's crimson eyes met his ruby ones. The notable resemblance between them had not escaped her since the moment she laid eyes on him.

"Miss Riddle." His voice, though calm, was as confused as she felt in this strange moment.

Even though she was new to this world that had just opened its doors to her, Ophelia knew the identity of the handsome boy in front of her.

Asterion Black. There were as many rumors about him as mushrooms sprouting after rain. A powerful Special Grade Wizard—though she didn't fully understand what that meant, she knew the young man before her was someone powerful in this magical world. And for some reason, given how similar they looked, this powerful figure had some blood relation to her, bringing conflicting feelings to the teenager's mind.

Growing up alone for thirteen years in a wealthy orphanage, believing she was alone in the world, it was a surprise to know she had some relative. This brought mixed feelings of joy and fear to her heart. Joy at knowing she wasn't alone and fear that it was just a coincidence they looked so alike.

"Believe me, I am more surprised than you are." Noticing the negative emotions growing within the girl as she looked at him, Asterion spoke calmly, waking her from her thoughts.

"Your appearance indicates that we are related, of that I have no doubt. This leads me to know who your parents are." Asterion spoke calmly, looking at the very nervous girl.

The girl seemed to relax with his words and looked at him with obvious joy, and probably many questions on her mind.

"I grew up in a very wealthy orphanage in West Yorkshire. I don't know who my parents are, but the headmaster of the orphanage said he found me in a basket on a winter night with a note bearing my name," Ophelia spoke each word without hesitation, her voice much happier as she looked at Asterion with a bright gaze. Their similar appearances made her feel an almost instant connection, knowing they were related.

A wealthy orphanage? Does such a thing exist anywhere?

Voldemort probably created a false orphanage to raise his own daughter in secret, something ironic given that he was also raised in an orphanage.

Asterion thought, looking strangely at the girl. Observing her confident and cheerful aura, he confirmed his thoughts. Orphans usually don't possess much of that while growing up, not only due to the bullying they suffer but also due to the less-than-luxurious conditions given the number of children an orphanage raises.

"Tell me about your childhood." Asterion crossed his legs and placed his hands on his knees. Any information about her would be useful in determining some questions in his mind.

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Next Chapter Second Volume: Chapter 116 – Doubts (1), Chapter 117 – Humbug (1), Chapter 118 - Ophelia's Mother (1), Chapter 119 - I Decided to Seduce Daphne (1), Chapter 120 - Arrival of the Twelve Schools of Witchcraft and Wizardry (1), Chapter 121 - Arrival of the Twelve Schools of Witchcraft and Wizardry (2), Chapter 122 - Arrival of the Twelve Schools of Witchcraft and Wizardry (3), Chapter 123 - Arrival of the Twelve Schools of Witchcraft and Wizardry (4), Chapter 124 - Conspiracy In Progress (1), Chapter 125 - Conspiracy In Progress (2), Chapter 126 - Ophelia, Narcissa And Andromeda (1), Chapter 127 - Ophelia, Narcissa And Andromeda (2), Chapter 128 - The Four Representatives of Hogwarts (1), Chapter 129 - The Four Representatives of Hogwarts (2), Chapter 130 - The Four Hogwarts Representatives (3), Chapter 131 - The First Trial (1), Chapter 132 - The First Trial (2), Chapter 133 - King's Game (1), Chapter 134 - King's Game (2), Chapter 135 - King's Game (3), Chapter 136 - King's Game (4).

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Chapter 118: Chapter 116 – Doubts (1)

Watching Ophelia practically bouncing with joy as she headed towards the girls' dormitory, Asterion narrowed his eyes and displayed a thoughtful expression.

Throughout the entire conversation he had with the girl, he had been looking for any sign of pretense or lies on her part. After all, she was Voldemort's daughter, a man who had raised her in secret, and he didn't want to risk being stabbed in the back when he least expected it.

Asterion had orchestrated Voldemort's own downfall; it would be poetically ironic if the daughter of the man he had killed did something similar to him. That was an experience he definitely did not want to have in his life.

But if Ophelia had been pretending to be someone else the whole time during their conversation, Asterion assumed she should have gone to the United States, where she would have made a great career as an actress. She would definitely win a golden Oscar statue.

Raising a hand to his forehead, Asterion couldn't help but think how things got more complicated when his family was involved. He couldn't simply kill Ophelia, not when she was possibly Bellatrix's daughter.

Although Asterion didn't doubt for a second that Bellatrix would agree to kill Ophelia if he ordered it. His cousin was a fanatic lunatic who placed him on a pedestal on the same level as God.

For a moment, Asterion felt a bit sorry for Ophelia. The girl didn't yet know that both her parents were, in a way, crazy in their own ways, especially her mother, who was completely insane.

Suddenly, Asterion's shadow rippled, and a small dog with hundreds of eyes emerged from it, jumping into his lap. It rubbed against him affectionately while looking at him with its many eyes.

A hint of amusement flashed in Asterion's eyes as he slowly petted his faithful companion.

Holding Baskerville in his arms, Asterion rose from his seat and headed towards the boys' dormitory. He needed a drink to relax a bit.

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In his room, Asterion was shirtless, sitting in his armchair, holding a glass of whiskey with ice. Curiously, he didn't like magical drinks full of bubbles and too much sparkle. He preferred Muggle alcoholic beverages; they were not only tastier but also much easier to obtain.

Baskerville lay next to the armchair, its hundreds of eyes roaming the room, ready to ensure its master's safety at any moment.

Suddenly, the door to the room opened, and Daphne entered, dressed in classic Slytherin attire: a green skirt, a white blouse with the Slytherin crest, and a green tie.

Technically, the doors to all the rooms at Hogwarts were magically protected with powerful spells; only the owners had permission to open and close them, something Asterion had given to Daphne.

Seeing her fiancé shirtless and drinking slowly in the armchair, Daphne's eyes wandered first over his abdomen, and her gaze slowly rose.

She approached with quick steps and sat on the armrest of the chair, looking at her fiancé with a smile on her lips.

"So, what did you want to tell me?" she asked in a calm voice, her eyes shining with curiosity.

Rolling his eyes, Asterion pulled Daphne into his arms, making her sit on his lap facing him. Holding her waist firmly, he kissed her chin while locking eyes with her.

"Apparently, your father never told you Voldemort's real name," he said between the kisses he placed on her neck and face, leaving slightly red marks on her skin with his actions. His hands sank even deeper into the flesh of her waist.

"Hmm~~" Daphne only let out a muffled sound, agreeing with his words, her eyes closed, enjoying the gentle caresses on her skin. She moved her neck to the side, giving him more space to do as he pleased.

Daphne could imagine that the hickeys and kisses would leave marks on her skin the next morning. Although it would be a bit embarrassing to be seen with something like this, it would be interesting to see Rose's face.

"Before assuming his name as Voldemort, he was known as Tom Marvolo Riddle. The son of Merope Gaunt and Tom Riddle, a Muggle whom Merope fell in love with and used some questionable means to make him fall in love with her," Asterion said, looking into Daphne's eyes. He could see her face was slightly red, and she was breathing heavily. The desire in her eyes was as clear as knowing the sun would rise the next day.

Daphne's desire-filled eyes widened, recalling Ophelia's surname. She quickly connected the dots and understood the core of the matter.

Remembering the girl's appearance, the image of Bellatrix came to her mind. After all, she was the only woman from the House of Black who had been with Voldemort during his reign thirteen years ago.

"Bellatrix and Voldemort," Daphne murmured to herself, looking at Asterion with curiosity.

Asterion nodded and claimed Daphne's lips in an enveloping kiss.

Daphne's thoughts almost immediately focused on Asterion, feeling the touch of his lips. She set aside any shocking news like this and fully surrendered to the kiss.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and gently ground her hips on his lap. She could feel something hard growing beneath her, and it made her happy; at least she was attractive in his eyes.

"Asterion, I think I'm ready." Breaking the kiss, Daphne, who was extremely close to Asterion's lips, whispered breathlessly, her eyes burning with desire.

Asterion nodded and caught his breath from the prolonged kiss. "How about I prepare a special night for us?"

Daphne felt her heart submerge in an ocean of sweetness hearing that. Any other man would have jumped at her after hearing her previous words, but her fiancé wanted to prepare a special night for her. This only made the love she felt for him grow even more, if that was possible in her mind.

"No, let me prepare our night. If I leave it to you, you might decorate the entire mansion with silly flowers." Letting out a low laugh, Daphne smiled and spoke, pressing her forehead against his.

Thinking about the idea, Daphne couldn't help but laugh again as her hands caressed his visibly defined chest. No matter how much she touched, she never got tired of those beautiful muscles.

Asterion rolled his eyes at her words; he wouldn't do something as tacky as putting flowers on the bed. He was a much simpler and more elegant man; a candlelit dinner was enough in his eyes.

But Asterion didn't retort Daphne's words at that moment, not when she returned to kissing him again with even greater intensity. Honestly, he admired his own self-control; otherwise, he would already be in bed with Daphne, making her a real woman at this moment.

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Next Chapter Second Volume: Chapter 117 – Humbug (1), Chapter 118 - Ophelia's Mother (1), Chapter 119 - I Decided to Seduce Daphne (1), Chapter 120 - Arrival of the Twelve Schools of Witchcraft and Wizardry (1), Chapter 121 - Arrival of the Twelve Schools of Witchcraft and Wizardry (2), Chapter 122 - Arrival of the Twelve Schools of Witchcraft and Wizardry (3), Chapter 123 - Arrival of the Twelve Schools of Witchcraft and Wizardry (4), Chapter 124 - Conspiracy In Progress (1), Chapter 125 - Conspiracy In Progress (2), Chapter 126 - Ophelia, Narcissa And Andromeda (1), Chapter 127 - Ophelia, Narcissa And Andromeda (2), Chapter 128 - The Four Representatives of Hogwarts (1), Chapter 129 - The Four Representatives of Hogwarts (2), Chapter 130 - The Four Hogwarts Representatives (3), Chapter 131 - The First Trial (1), Chapter 132 - The First Trial (2), Chapter 133 - King's Game (1), Chapter 134 - King's Game (2), Chapter 135 - King's Game (3), Chapter 136 - King's Game (4).


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