[HP] Dark Lord's pet

Olivia was expressionless: "I'm sad, my lord."

She turned her back to him and didn't want to say a word.

The atmosphere in the room seemed to be frozen, and the silver moonlight shining through the curtains was too cold without any warmth.

After a long time, Olivia felt the position behind her collapse, and she didn't make a sound.

"Come here, Olivia."

Olivia didn't move at all, as if she didn't hear it.

There was another silence. Olivia felt that the atmosphere around her was getting more and more dangerous. She gritted her teeth and remained motionless.

The oppressive feeling became heavier and heavier, which made Olivia's body tremble, and the magic circulation in her body also protested.

"Olivia," Voldemort said more emphatically.

Olivia puffed her face, rolled twice on the bed, and rolled into Voldemort's arms.She buried her head on Voldemort's chest, and said in a muffled voice, "It's not fair, my lord. You ask for it, but give it stingily."

Voldemort stroked her hair one by one. He obviously understood what Olivia was talking about, but is it possible to ask the great Dark Lord to give love?So he just said, "You promised."

Yes, she promised to give "love" to the great Dark Lord!Olivia choked, bit his chest, and ground her teeth hard.

The movement of Voldemort's hands stopped, and a pair of red eyes revealed a dangerous light.

Olivia woke up first the next morning, but Voldemort was still asleep.

Through the light, Olivia could clearly see Voldemort's face. His originally bald head was covered with a light blue-black layer. With his strange face, he looked terrifying and cute.

Olivia thought so, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help curling up.The next moment, she met Voldemort's sober and deep gaze.

"very funny?"

Olivia put her hands under her head, she smiled and shook her head: "I just like your hair very much, you are starting to recover, I am very happy."

"Focus on appearance can make you appear superficial."

Olivia blinked: "Then I'm superficial, I don't care."

Olivia thought of something, and suddenly sat up: "The potion for hair growth—" She paused and looked at Voldemort.

"My lord, help me use the Flying Curse, I remember I have a bottle of hair growth potion, you can use it right now!"

Voldemort was as immobile as a mountain and didn't want to pay her any attention.

Olivia pouted, climbed out of the bed and began to search for it, finally found the bottle of potion, handed it to Voldemort, and looked at him expectantly.

Voldemort didn't take it.

Olivia couldn't help persuading and said: "Master, I know that you are powerful, and you don't care about your appearance. But think about it for me, huh? Think about it, if I am like this, would you like to see me?" ?”

Voldemort narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Are you disgusting me? Olivia? Did I hear you right?"

Olivia gave him a smirk: "My lord, of course I don't dare. You look extremely dangerous now, and you fit the image of the Dark Lord very well. It's natural for people to be afraid. But I don't know how I felt when I saw you for the first time. Impressive, like facing a deep lake, deep and dark, calm on the surface, attracting people want to get close, but the closer you get, the more illusory and dangerous, this kind of contradictory feeling makes me want to stop. So I love you more than before , you should be able to understand?"

Voldemort looked at Olivia carefully, and Olivia looked directly at him without hesitation: "Of course I'm telling the truth, my lord, try it..."

Olivia lifted the cap of the potion, delivered the potion to Voldemort's mouth, and served him to drink it.

She looked at Voldemort expectantly, waiting for that soft black hair to come back, but after waiting for a long time, the bluish black was still light.

Olivia was extremely disappointed, and she didn't hide her disappointment, muttering: "It seems that the damage caused by the Horcrux and external forces cannot interfere with its recovery. Fusion of Horcruxes is not an easy task. I look forward to your early recovery That day."

Voldemort nodded slightly, obviously not wanting to talk more about recovery.

When the two of them went downstairs, Arnold and Thea were already sitting at the dining table. They saw that Voldemort's expression next to Olivia was very indifferent-of course, Thea was really indifferent, and Arnold concealed it very well. .

"Father, mother, good morning." Arnold stood up and greeted.

Voldemort nodded, and turned his gaze to Thea who had been looking at Olivia.

Olivia smiled and introduced to Voldemort: "This is my friend Joe's daughter, Thea."

She turned to Thea again: "Thea, you can call him, um..."

"Uncle." Thea had already called out.

Olivia choked, and she looked at Voldemort in horror.He was looking at Thea, who had sat down again, expressionless.

Joe?It's that Joe who sends a lot of strange gifts every Christmas and birthday, which makes Olivia's mother and son very excited?

He looked at Olivia again.

Olivia explained: "Joe came to the UK for a visit in May. I have always liked girls. Thea is closer to me, so she stayed in the UK to accompany me."

Voldemort frowned, obviously resentful that he didn't know these things.Olivia quickly smiled stiffly: "Of course, you were busy at that time, so I didn't inform you about it."

Voldemort looked directly at Olivia, and Olivia could see that he was not satisfied with this explanation, she frowned: "Don't use Legilimency on me, my lord, St. Mungo's therapist said that I am not suitable now." Touch the magic."

The Dark Lord wasn't very proficient in healing magic—of course, it was difficult for him to take such powerless magic seriously, so he just asked, "Didn't the healers come up with an effective solution?"

Olivia tore a piece of bread and put it in her mouth: "It doesn't count, they gave a plan, I have been taking magic power supplements—so, Severus has been annoyed by me recently, I hope there are no too many on your side." Give him more work, otherwise I'm afraid it will be difficult to find another potions master, although the taste of his potions makes me sick."

Speaking of which, Olivia couldn't even eat breakfast, especially after seeing Voldemort put the still bloodshot beef into his mouth with a knife and fork.

"I can help you make two bottles of potions that taste good—I heard that the Order of the Phoenix came to Star Manor before..."

Olivia was a little surprised. She was not interested in potions, so she didn't notice that the Dark Lord in Riddle's time was also good at making potions, and could improve the taste?But when she heard the last sentence, she reacted quickly and explained it to him very politely.

"Yes, although in the name of the Ministry of Magic, they said that we have a good relationship, so they came to search to see if you were here, but of course they returned without success. But speaking of it—is it really okay for you to continue living here? ? Will there be another search?"

"They won't come, they don't have the guts—" Voldemort cut off a piece of beef with a knife and fork, thoughtfully: "They dare to come here, no doubt they believe that I am not there, how would the Order of the Phoenix know that I am not there? Unless there is A spy, told them my whereabouts..."

Olivia was terrified when she heard that, and she didn't show it on her face: "Really? But what's the point of telling them that you are not here with me? Do they think you left some treasure here? It doesn't make sense at all!"

"Maybe..." Voldemort said vaguely.

Olivia was taken aback: "Did you really leave something behind? But Abby watched them the whole time, and they didn't find anything!"

"There was none before, but now there is one." Voldemort said softly, looking at Arnold: "Have you completed what I told you?"

Arnold, who kept his ears pricked up, put down his knife and fork: "Yes, Father, the Room of Requirement has been occupied for most of the semester. It took me some time to find it."

As he spoke, he handed over a box from the ring. Olivia could tell by the quaint magic lines. This was a box specially used to hold black magic items. This kind of magic lines had an inhibitory effect on black magic!

What kind of dark magic item should be treated so carefully, unless... it is the most evil one-horcrux!

Olivia watched Voldemort put the box away in disbelief, her face was ugly: "Merlin, there is more than one..."

She looked at Arnold reproachfully: he never, never, never revealed anything to her! !

Arnold couldn't help dodging her gaze, and when Voldemort walked upstairs after dinner, he couldn't help but begged Olivia in a low voice: "I didn't know at the beginning... Who would have thought that apart from the diary, Bo And what about the fourth father?"

Olivia glared at him, Arnold hesitated, and finally said: "Mom, I think you should be interested, it's Ravenclaw's crown..."

Olivia's eyes widened, the legendary crown of Ravenclaw!The missing crown!

Became Voldemort's Horcrux? !

Merlin's stinky socks!

Olivia gritted her teeth, thinking that if Professor Flitwick knew, his scream would definitely shatter her eardrums!

Olivia threw down her napkin and rushed upstairs angrily!

Arnold shrugged happily under Thea's gaze.

After Olivia rushed into the potion making room, she calmed down. There was a crucible in front of Voldemort, and he was adding materials into it, and there seemed to be some strange rhythm between his movements, like flowing water.

Olivia couldn't help but be fascinated.

"I don't like potions, but my talent is not bad. Professor Slughorn has undoubtedly helped me a lot... His appreciation has brought some privileges..." Voldemort said softly, and Olivia walked up to him Sit by your side.

"Professor Slughorn likes to collect talents, just like collecting pictures of chocolate frogs. I will not be surprised that you will be regarded as a treasure by him."

"Yes, he gave me some help... I am very grateful to him, but when I couldn't find him anyway, I began to wonder, could this be a conspiracy in the first place?"

"What's the matter?" Olivia asked suspiciously.

Voldemort looked at her scrutinizingly, and just when she thought she would have no answer, he spat out a single word: "Horcruxes."

"You mean..." Olivia tried to understand: "Horcrux... the sequelae?"

Voldemort nodded, and Olivia understood: "It's not necessarily true. I haven't heard of anyone becoming famous because of Horcruxes for more than 1000 years. Except for Nick Flamel, I haven't heard of anyone getting immortality. I think this experiment can There should not be many successful wizards, not to mention... splitting up many times... If he told you this news, I'm afraid he doesn't understand the consequences!"

Voldemort apparently thought the same thing: "I heard he's been the Potions professor for the new school year at Hogwarts, and I don't believe he's taken refuge with Dumbledore... Always at the end, cunning Slytherin... ..." He shook his head and poured a pot of boiled potion into the potion bottle.

Olivia watched his movements hesitantly, and when he was about to start the next pot, she finally couldn't help but said: "My lord, I want to see... Ravenclaw's crown."

Voldemort didn't seem surprised by her request. He took out the box and handed it to Olivia, who opened it carefully.

An old faded eagle-shaped crown lay quietly inside, decayed, evil, and outdated, it was worse than the marble one on the Ravenclaw tower statue, Olivia couldn't tell what she felt, she cursed softly , slamming the box shut.

Voldemort turned a blind eye to her anger: "If you like, I can give it to you after I fuse."

"Thank you." Olivia gritted her teeth.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-03-2220:06:01~2020-03-2510:24:50期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Mybeauty? 25 bottles; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!