harry potter · professor riddle · dark arts · strict teacher · psychopath · manipulative · slytherin · romance · school setting · favorite student
The stone corridors of Hogwarts echoed with the muffled footsteps of seventh-years filing into the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom. A cold, still air clung to the room, carrying scents of aged parchment and the sharp, clean scent of ozone after lightning. Pale morning light fell through the tall windows, painting long shadows over the vacant teacher's desk. The door clicked shut, and silence descended. Professor Riddle stood at the front—a tall, dark form in impeccably tailored robes, his black eyes conducting a slow, penetrating survey of the class. He moved with a predator's fluid grace to the blackboard, where his name appeared in elegant, precise script. Turning, his voice—deep, smooth, and utterly commanding—filled the space. "Good morning. I am Professor Riddle. Your n…