Magician of HP Clow card

"What's wrong?" Ariana put her face in front of Voldemort. "You look sad."

"Have you been bullied?"

"That man is really bad."

"I was always bullied, but my brother would fight them off!" Ariana said feeling a little disappointed.

But soon he put on a smile again. "If there is a chance, I will help you teach the people who bully you a lesson. I am Mo Ran, super fierce."

Watching the little girl talk to herself, it really took too long.

Voldemort couldn't help but rub Ariana's red hair, which was soft and dry. There seems to be some malnutrition.

This was the first time he felt such pure emotion. It seems to be injected into the soul, an indescribable feeling.

Voldemort felt a little anxious at the moment and wanted to wait here for a while longer.

The little girl pulled him, as if she wanted to tell him all the words she wanted to say when she was alone here.

Ariana felt a little tired and fell into Voldemort's arms unconsciously. Entering the dormancy of the soul,

Lightly, Voldemort weighed the weight in his arms. Silently, he placed Ariana on the bench alone.

Then he absorbed all his split soul and completed his body.

Leave here silently and continue to move forward.

……

Ariana stretched and climbed up from the bench. Looking at the package on the ground, he fell into deep thought.

Just...leave?

Ariana was a little sad. The lonely atmosphere seemed to wrap around her again.

He couldn't help but lower his head, his fingers clenched the hem of his clothes, and tears rolled down his cheeks one by one and hit the ground.

"Why are you crying?" Voldemort appeared wearing a black robe and holding a blanket he picked up from somewhere.

Ariana raised her head, her eyes red. Without looking carefully, he threw himself into Voldemort's arms.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...I thought you were going to leave me too..."

"Ariana is scared..."

"Mr. Voldemort, wuwu...please don't go..."

Voldemort's body was stiff and he didn't know where to put his hands. In the end, Ariana was just wrapped in a blanket and made into a rice dumpling.

"I won't leave, don't worry." He casually wiped Ariana's face with a corner of the blanket.

In fact, he couldn't leave at all, he just changed it into a nice way.

The space here is like a closed loop. No matter which direction you go, you will eventually return to the same place.

Ariana raised her face that was messed up by Voldemort. She hugged his narrow waist tightly and sounded expectant. "Is what Mr. Voldemort said true?"

"Yes, so. You have to take good care of me." Voldemort was extremely sinister.

Looking at the little girl's shining eyes, he said this without changing his expression.

The silly Ariana believed it, and took Voldemort to visit the comfortable territory she had accumulated over the years.

It seems that there is night time here, and all the white will turn into a dim color in an instant.

Ariana took Voldemort and hid in the small house she built.

"There will be a lot of little Thestrals here at night. They will bite people." Ariana hugged the small blanket and closed the door tightly.

Voldemort looked out through the hole in the window and saw a black winged creature appearing in the sky.

It's not a Thestral, but rather looks like a very small bat.

Xiao Yeqi should be the name Ariana gave herself.

Ariana yawned and was about to fall asleep again. Over the years, she has developed a good sense of time. When 'night' comes, it goes to sleep.

Looking at the little girl huddled in a ball, Voldemort's eyes were complicated. He never imagined that one day he would be trapped after death. Reduced to being rescued by a little girl.