It had always been easy: cheating on tests. A simple spell and the use of Legilimency on your professors made you pass almost every single one. Some professors knew Occlumency but obviously, you would never use it on those, you did your research.

You were sure that professor Riddle didn’t know Occlumency, you tried it several times and he didn’t react once to you reading his mind.

He was one step ahead though, of course, he knew that you were reading his mind. But what he didn’t expect was for you to use it during tests.

He called you to his office later that evening, ready to mess with your mind now himself.

Once you knocked, you heard his voice signaling you to come in. It was a bad habit of you, you always read the person’s mind once stepping closer to them. But this time when you closed the door, his mind was empty.

There was nothing to be found, nothing to be read. “Silly girl, you couldn’t have possibly thought I didn’t know how to defend myself against your Legilimency. I’m the defense against the dark arts teacher after all.”

The look on his face said it all, he was leaning back in his chair, analyzing your every move and seemingly your every thought.