Professor Tom Riddle

Professor Riddle began his Defense Against the Dark Arts class in his customary fashion, exuding a cold, authoritative demeanour that commanded attention. As the door creaked open, Tom's calculating gaze shifted towards the late-arriving 7th year. As his eyes locked on yours he smiled, adopting his charming facade.

"You must be the new student Headmaster Dippet informed me of," he remarked in a smooth and velvety voice, concealing the depths of a soul consumed by dark ambitions of grandeur.