[Main HP Comprehensive British-American] Lolita

"I can't believe you did this! Joshua!"

This angry female voice rang out at the same time as the sound of the door being roughly opened, and a woman rushed in. She has neat short brown and chestnut hair and is tall and powerful.

"Karen," Joshua said calmly, facing her anger, "is there a problem?"

Karen apparently didn't expect Joshua's composure, she became more angry, her chest heaving rapidly, as if trying to regain her senses.

"This, this is wrong! It's taboo!" After a few seconds, she lowered her voice as if she was afraid of something: "Create life!"

"You should have understood the direction of my research from the beginning, and I was destined to not be able to bypass this part."

"But I never thought you'd actually carry out this crazy plan! I thought...I thought..."

"Why?" Joshua's eyes narrowed. "Think I'm just using this to pass the time? Think I'll go back to what you call 'normal life' as soon as I hit a bottleneck?"

Karen found herself offending Joshua, and her momentum weakened: "I'm sorry..."

Joshua didn't answer, lowered his raised head, and started to calculate something on the paper again.

"Whatever you think," Karen said, taking a step forward, her fingers cluttered together, "I'm here to stop you."

"You? Stop me?" Joshua raised his head again, smiling a little dumbly, "You haven't succeeded in stopping me from doing anything since I was a child."

"Never? But you almost obeyed my words..." Karen's eyes became confused and lost in memories, "Any time, as long as I say something, you will do it."

"That's because I made you think, Karen, and I put those thoughts in your head and guide you to bring them up when the time is right," Joshua smiled coldly. True wishes are much smarter."

"Why are you doing this?"

"It's just an experiment."

"Does everything in the world seem like an experiment to you?" Karen stared at his lips, anxiously waiting for his answer.

"Yes." Then he said.

To Joshua's surprise, Karen didn't give him any hysterical reaction, but just showed a sad expression: "We've been friends for 20 years, at least, that's what I think."

"Then you should know where the line between friends is." Joshua remained unmoved by her heartbreak.

"Now I understand," Karen said, losing her vibrant brilliance as she entered the door. "Goodbye, Joshua."

"Victoria! Victoria! Wake up!"

Victoria opened her eyes with difficulty and found that the carriage had stopped bumping, and through the window she could see the dark twilight, and the grass dyed orange by the setting sun—

grassland?

Her sleepiness disappeared all of a sudden, and she instantly forgot the strange dream and the woman named "Karen" in the dream. She got out of the carriage hastily, and asked her aunt who was waiting for her by the carriage: "What's the matter, Mrs. Gardiner, aren't we staying at a hotel tonight?"

"The kind Mrs. Holder told us that there is a great rich landowner here, and that all travelers passing by can live in his house for free," said Mrs. Gardiner. "You have been sleeping all afternoon, of course you haven't heard. Let's talk."

Victoria, who had no idea who Mrs Holder was, nodded casually, and walked side by side with Mrs Gardiner to her uncle, Mr Edward Gardiner, who had been some distance away.

The sun was halfway down, the sky was a strange purple, and the manor appeared in their field of vision. It was a huge stone building, located on the highest point, and the shrubs surrounding the manor were so delicately trimmed that it was no less than any marble sculpture.

Victoria took her aunt's arm in a good mood and asked, "Where is this?"

Mrs. Gardiner glanced at her angrily, "I told you many times on the way, this is Pemberley Manor."

"What?" Victoria thought she had heard it wrong.

"Peng, Bo, Li—" repeated Mrs. Gardiner word for word.

"Miss Bennett, don't you like today's dinner?" the girl with long blond brown hair asked with concern.

"No, they're delicious, thank you, Georgiana." Victoria restrained her expression, she just didn't quite understand why she couldn't escape everything related to Voldemort, and now it's good to live in his At home, he also had dinner with his sister.

Georgiana was more than a decade younger than Voldemort, a shy and introverted little girl who bore no resemblance to her brazen brother.

"Is Mr. Voldemort not at home often?" asked Mr. Gardiner.

Georgiana's face was a little gloomy: "He's just too busy with work."

"I heard that Mr. Voldemort was in Longborn with Mr. Bingley the other day," said Mrs. Gardiner. "Have you seen him, Victoria?"

"Yes Auntie, a very impressive gentleman," Victoria said.

And Georgiana didn't hear the sarcasm in her tone, and thanked her very happily for her compliment to her brother.

At this time, the door of the restaurant was pushed open, and a man strode in. The waiters around him skillfully took the coat he took off. The man walked to the table and pressed Georgiana's shoulders: "Sorry Anna, I'm late. already."

"Mr. Voldemort!" The Gardiners stood up nervously.

"Looks like we have guests tonight," Voldemort said softly, looking at Victoria, who was burying her head in cutting food. "What a wonderful evening."

He motioned for the Gardiners and his wife to sit down, and he took his seat.

The table suddenly became quiet, after all, Voldemort had nothing to do with "kindness".

Georgiana broke the silence: "How was your trip, brother?"

"Very good, thanks for your concern," Voldemort replied, actually having a bad week - visiting a Muggle factory.

As if feeling the bad mood in his tone, no one spoke for the rest of the dinner. Victoria was the first to finish the meal, and she put down the knife and fork gently, almost relieved: "I'm a little uncomfortable. , go back to your room and rest, see you tomorrow, Georgiana."

Mrs. Gardiner glanced at her in surprise, as if somewhat taken aback by her rudeness in leaving the table before her master.

There was a slight sound of metal touching the plate, and Voldemort also put down the cutlery in his hand, then stood up: "I'll take Miss Bennett to the room."

Victoria didn't say no or thank you, and left the restaurant. Voldemort followed her closely, leaving the three of them looking at each other.

Victoria, who was out of sight of everyone, walked briskly, feeling Voldemort's approaching footsteps and jogging, just as she was concentrating on getting rid of the man behind her, her arm was tightly held by the hand outstretched behind her. , and then pulled hard, the man's low, slightly smiling voice came: "Where do you want to go?"

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