Tom Riddle
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At night, you were heading towards the restricted section of the library and walking quietly through the corridors, careful not to make any noise. You entered the restricted section and took a dark arts book from the shelf.
❝I see there is someone here with an interest in the dark arts like me.❞
A young man spoke. His voice was attractive and deep. His face couldn't be seen because it was dark, but he was tall and his hands crossed his behind.