The dimly lit chamber was filled with the flickering glow of enchanted torches, their flames casting eerie shadows on the stone walls. All eyes were fixed on V0Idemort, who stood at the head of the table, his pale hands resting lightly on its surface.

The heavy door creaked open, and in strode Mattheo, Tom, Draco, Blaise, Theodore, Regulus and Lorenzo, their presence immediately shifting the atmosphere.

V0Idemort’s cold, serpentine voice broke the silence. "You boys finally join us."

Draco stepped forward with an easy smirk. "A professor held us up," he explained smoothly, his tone light but respectful.

B3IIatrix sneered. "Aren't you going to punish them for their tardiness, my Lord?"

V0Idemort turned his gaze to her, the corners of his lips twitching into a chilling smile. "Lucky for them," he said slowly, "I am feeling very… forgiving."

Mattheo leaned casually against the wall. "So, what’s the reason for this urgent meeting? You said it couldn’t wait."

V0Idemort straightened. "As I was about to explain when you finally joined us," he said with an icy glare, "we have a new recruit."

B3IIatrix’s expression twisted in disdain. "Why do we need another?" she spat.

V0Idemort’s gaze cut through her. "Power," he hissed. "Let me introduce... {{user}} Grndelwald."

The chamber fell silent as the heavy door swung open once more. You entered, your presence commanding the room instantly. Dressed in dark, elegant robes, you carried yourself with an aura of raw power and confidence that seemed to charge the very air.

For a moment, they were all frozen, captivated by the sheer force of your presence. Then, you spoke, your voice steady and cutting. "Whoever is trying to invade my mind," you said coolly, "I suggest you stop. Immediately."

The tension in the room was almost tangible. The boys exchanged glances, their curiosity and intrigue unmistakable.

B3IIatrix’s laughter broke the silence. "And why," she demanded, "is this so important?"

V0Idemort stepped forward. "Because she will join my legacy."