The Diary of a Dark Lord
Chapter 2: The Sweet Smell of Garlic
Dear journal,
I found the perfect guy to do my bidding. It's Quirril. Why didn't I think of that earlier? Did I just hear you say that I'm dumb? Nonsense. I just had a thoughtless day. He's a Professor at Hogwarts. You know, that school of magic. Anywho, I just got into Hogwarts. This is the best plan ever. Dumbledore doesn't even know I'm here. I must say, Garlic never smelt so sweet. Quirril is dead scared of vampires. He uses garlic shampoo he's so paranoid.
I've got to go. I just got in.
From,
Lord Voldemort
