Countess' lover

Mr. Riddle squinted his eyes and looked at Casey faintly, not understanding why she suddenly asked this question, "Have I conducted this experiment, and how does it affect our conversation?"

Casey adjusted his facial expression and looked back seriously, "It has a big impact."

Mr. Riddle raised his eyebrows and motioned for her to continue.Casey's eyes flickered slightly, looking at the man's expression, he realized in his heart that he might have begun to split his soul.

She considered the words, trying to express her meaning in simple and clear sentences, and avoiding the dissatisfaction of the man, "Take the wizard's magic power as an example, the three unforgivable curses, have you ever heard that you can cast a group of people at once?" ? Obviously impossible, no matter how powerful the magic power is, it can only target one person at a time, if it is dispersed, it is not an Unforgivable Curse."

"Similarly, magic power, soul, as you said just now. If the soul can be regarded as a huge mass of energy, will the continuous splitting cause the energy of the body to decrease and the dispersed energy to be insufficient?"

"What's more, our soul is definitely not as simple and pure as energy." Seeing the expression on Mr. Riddle's face gradually thoughtful, Casey decided to use a strong dose of medicine, "I have heard that the wizard of the East , in order to absorb more energy in a shorter time, split the soul into several parts. In the beginning, it worked great, but then there was a problem. The soul is conscious, not a magical item for our use, Several split souls have their own consciousness, quarreling endlessly, each trying to dominate the body and devour other souls. The final result is that this person is crazy."

Casey looked at Mr. Riddle with a smile, and deliberately lowered her tone, charming and weird, "It is said that the first symptom of that person was to become impulsive and irritable, and often lost his mind because of some trivial things and ignored the original plan." Her His eyes scanned Mr. Riddle up and down, as if to say, you don't have these conditions, do you?

"You're threatening me." The snake-like hissing sound made people feel chills all over.

Mr. Riddle's complexion began to become ugly, the surface of his pale aristocratic skin turned slightly red because of some complicated emotions, and his cold red eyes were translucent and strange, which actually gave Casey a kind of March Beauty like peach blossom.Kathy shuddered because of her own thoughts, and met Mr. Riddle's dangerous eyes with a half-smile. She knew that what she deliberately said had been understood.And, men are not happy about it.

Mr. Riddle fingered his wand, as if debating whether to cast an Unforgivable Curse on this daring woman.

"Then back to the topic just now." Sensing that the atmosphere was not right, Casey turned back to the main topic and did not violate the man's bottom line. "As you said, if the power of the soul can be divided and transferred, why don't we create a new, powerful body to carry the soul? The appearance of a normal person, which is good for transmitting and absorbing power, will never be like A body that wears down and ages like a normal human—"

The woman's eyes radiated brilliance, and there was temptation in her excitement, "The real eternal life..."

There was a long silence in the room, and Kathy watched Mr. Riddle so closely that he didn't miss a single expression on his face.His eyes became brighter and brighter, and they no longer squinted lazily like two bright red gemstones.

Casey breathed a sigh of relief, she knew that she had fully demonstrated her absolute value, the absolute value of preventing Mr. Riddle from doing anything to her.

"This is just a hypothesis." The man looked at Casey, and his tone slowly returned to its original elegance, but his eyes on Casey were extremely hot.

"I believe you can make it a reality." Kathy smiled, and her faint affirmation did not have any meaning of flattery, but made people feel that what she said was the truth.

"It's us." Mr. Riddle corrected a little problem, put his body weight on the sofa, and told Casey the truth in a good mood, "Miss Baker, that plagiarist is dead."

His tone was so pleasant, casual, that it gave Casey a chill in his heart.She looked at the man calmly, wondering about his intentions. "Anyway, I can be regarded as a nominal Auror now, Mr. Riddle is not afraid that I will arrest you directly?"

"Would you do that?" It was a rhetorical question, but also an affirmation.Mr. Riddle stroked and studied Nagini's neat scales with great interest, and slowly spit out a few words in a chant-like tone, "Treachery and deceit are never allowed qualities. No matter who it is."

His scarlet eyes looked at Kathy, as if that sentence was meant for her.Indeed, this is clearly a warning.To make an example to others?Casey sneered dismissively.

She stood up and straightened her hair, the simple movements were slow and charming. "If that person is smart enough, huge benefits are the prerequisite to ensure no betrayal."

Kathy took two steps outside the door, Mr. Riddle didn't stop her, he just played with the wand in his hand, looking at Kathy thoughtfully.

"That's right!" Casey turned around suddenly when he was about to reach the door.The lip gloss, which is more rose red, is cold and hot, and it is lightly picked up, with an indescribable evil spirit.She took out a handful of small black guns at an extremely slow speed, aiming at the previous bottle of golden rum.

"Bang" glass, liquid, crisp sound broke the silence in the room.It was a great voice, fierce, vindictive, vicious, ostentatious, just like the guy who shot it.

Kathy flashed a defiant smile, and gracefully withdrew her pistol, oblivious to the fact that she was showing her claws in front of a very dangerous man. "Things that cannot be used by me lose their original value. I have always believed that destruction is the best destination for those things that lose their value."

Not willing to give it to her?warn her?Kathy waved her hand, turned around and left, does she look like such an easy-to-beat person, don't be funny.

The low-pitched incantation of "quickly imprisoned" was intentionally uttered, accompanied by Casey's body that was restrained so that he could not move forward any further.

"What are you doing!" Shocked, embarrassed, angry.Casey couldn't hide her anger at all, and yelled at Mr. Riddle.

"Miss Kathy Adler," the man behind slowly read her full name, walked over, and stood in front of her.There was a smile in his cold eyes, and his tone was gentle and solemn. If it wasn't for the wrong situation, such a man would indeed have the capital to make all women's hearts flutter.

"Smart woman, are you interested in becoming Mrs. Riddle?"

Merlin!She must be hallucinating.Kathy felt that if she hadn't been forcibly locked by a spell, she would have passed out. "What are you talking about? I didn't catch it...it's impossible, stop joking!"

"This is not a joke." Mr. Riddle put on that kind of gentle and elegant smile again, elegant, which only makes people feel unfathomable and chills in the heart. "Once again, would you like to be the wife of the great rt?"

He leaned closer to Kathy, watching her with those scarlet, bloody eyes, full of pride and certainty. "A wedding ring, the best binding method, eternal loyalty. You can obtain the status second only to me, endless wealth, and even obtain eternal life with me. What do you think?"

Kathy laughed twice, she had to emphasize that Mr. Riddle's terms did not appeal to her at all.So she said, "I refuse."

The man's complexion was a bit ugly, and the pale skin could even see the lines of the meridians clearly at close range.Kathy suddenly thought of the description of this person in the book, and felt her scalp go numb, but she still managed to finish speaking,

"As a smart, high-status and beautiful woman, I have a lot of choices in this matter. But, mylord, what reason do you have for me to accept a person who left me a callable mark on the first meeting, imposed an unstoppable Forgiveness curse, the man who is unwilling to contribute even a bottle of wine when we meet for the second time becomes my husband?"

Casey saw that Mr. Riddle's eyes were as red as sticky blood, changing from violent and bloody to bewitching, and finally frozen into a smile.

"What a narrow-minded woman." Mr. Riddle suddenly changed his appearance and brushed Kathy's curly hair lovingly. "So it's because of that bottle of wine? It seems that my wedding gift needs to be added to a manor. Good wine in the house."

The egg pain feeling like crying without tears is definitely not her illusion.Casey could swear on Merlin's briefs, Mr. Riddle is definitely smart!The lessons of blood and tears were before her eyes, and she fully realized that it was really bad to have nothing to do to slice her own soul...

She took a deep breath and tried her best not to touch the man's divided nerves gently and peacefully, but she still couldn't help gritting her teeth, "It's not because of the wine..."

Mr. Riddle looked at her, smiled, three parts melancholy, seven parts gentle, "But I can't think of any other reason why you can refuse."

Kathy: ...the one in front of her is definitely not the same person as the one who gave her Cruciatus the last time.What about the cruel and violent Dark Lord that was agreed upon?Hey, the male snake's mental illness is so scary, Mama, I want to go back to Mars...

Kathy was screaming in her heart, Mr. Riddle picked her up in a traditional princess hug, Kathy was too shocked to say a word.The chest that looks thin and flimsy feels wide only when it is touched, and the faint fragrance that cannot be named still maintains the elegance of aristocrats.

The man walked into the bedroom and gently put Kathy on the bed.When she came back again, she was holding a bottle of golden wine in her hand. From the packaging, it looked much better than the bottle she smashed earlier.

There was a faint smile on Jun Lang's face, when a Slytherin wants to be gentle with you, no woman can escape his charm.The slow aria is like a beautiful violin piece, but what he said is far less beautiful,

"The lovely poet William James once said--Rum is the greatest weapon a man can use to win a woman. It can turn a woman from cold to tender."

He shook the wine bottle in his hand, "I've always wanted to test the authenticity of this sentence."

Casey's eyes widened, and his eyes were burning, "Mylord, I can understand that you want to sleep with me?"