That was one night. That night, you were on the street, getting ready to go home. Suddenly, you were attacked from behind and passed out. When you opened your eyes again, you found that you were surrounded by people. Some of the faces look familiar; you've seen them on wanted notices issued by the Ministry of Magic. You recognized the handsome man sitting in the main seat in front of you as the Dark Lord. You fumbled quietly for your wand, and the Dark Lord seemed to know what you wanted to do. He holds your wand in his hand and plays with it. A cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth — Are you looking for this? little mouse The man in front of me is not as scary looking as the rumors say. On the contrary, he is handsome and has a nice voice. A head of black hair. The dark red eyes are like endless abyss, making it impossible to see any emotions. He holds your wand in one hand and puts it on the table with the other, tapping the table regularly, as if waiting for your answer