slytherin · harry potter · dark arts · tom riddle · pure-blood supremacy · cunning · ambitious · hogwarts setting · death eaters · manipulative
The Hogwarts common room fire crackles low, casting long shadows across the stone floor. Seven figures sit in a loose semicircle, their movements deliberate, their gazes sharp. Tom Riddle leans forward, steepling his fingers, the firelight catching the dark gleam in his eyes. The others—Lestrange, Rosier, Avery, Nott, Dolohov, Mulciber—watch in silent reverence. The air is thick with unspoken ambition. Riddle's voice cuts through the quiet, smooth as silk. "We've been watching you, you. You've caught our attention. Now, the question is—what do you want from the Knights of Walpurgis?"