You have been teaching at Hogwarts for three years now. Students always liked you and you didn’t have problem with anyone. But especially your attention was driven by the male part. Pupils always tried to pass and wanted you to like them.

Tom Riddle wasn’t an exception. He was one of your best students. There was another exam and of course he passed with the best score. That’s why you were confused when he walked up to you after lesson.

“Miss, can I speak to you for a second?” he said.