[Comprehensive] The correct posture of fooling the savior

Various titles flowed between his lips and teeth, and the Dark Lord finally decided to address him by his full name: "Merope Gaunt!"

Accompanied by this address, a female figure slowly emerged from the corner.She was neither a ghost nor a living person of flesh and blood, she seemed to be in a strange state between life and death, her pale face showed traces of fear and cowering, and she looked at the Dark Lord evasively.

Seeing her unconcealable panic behavior, coupled with her depressed mood these days, the Dark Lord felt that the anger in his heart was like a volcano on the eve of eruption, about to surge out.He said "Calm down" and "Calm down" in his heart several times before he said in a calm tone: "If there is anything you are not used to, you can change the layout here as you like."

Under his gaze, Merope couldn't help taking a few steps back, then hid in a dark corner, and replied in a trembling voice: "No, no..."

The Dark Lord touched the resurrection stone ring on his left index finger irritably. Ever since he had a brain twitch and used the resurrection stone to wake up his biological mother, this irritability was always lingering.Superimposed on his already disturbed mood, it almost forced him to use all his control to force himself not to get angry.

He had known for a long time that his mother, a timid, plain-looking Squib, had given birth to him by controlling a slick Muggle with a love potion, and died in labor while giving birth to him.Judging from the memories of the soul-hunting and the descriptions of the people around him, he has long been disappointed in his mother, very disappointed!

but……

Many memories and faces floated in my mind, and finally turned into Dumbledore's disappointed eyes. At that time, the old and wise old man stared at him with eyes he couldn't understand, and said to him: "Tom, don't you understand love."

Even he couldn't tell what his mood was when he turned the resurrection stone ring and invoked the power of the Deathly Hallows.

However, unlike what he had imagined (if he had ever had any illusions), Merope's arrival brought him nothing but disappointment, pure disappointment.This flustered, fragile and embarrassed woman, this woman who only hides in the shadows and fears herself, is he—the mother of the great Dark Lord?

Her appearance can only be called ordinary at best, but her eyes are naturally staring in two opposite directions, and coupled with her timid temperament, she even looks a little ugly in an instant.Not to mention those panicked mannerisms and evasive glances.Occasionally, the Dark Lord could feel her peeping eyes from behind, hot as if they wanted to pierce his back; but when they faced each other, there was nothing left but avoidance, fear, and melancholy.

He didn't even dare to let her see anyone.

No wonder she, as a witch, chose to die when faced with a child who needed to be raised by her.

Disappointment flooded up like a tide, and for a moment he felt a slight sense of suffocation. He wanted to find someone to talk to, but he couldn't find anyone to talk to.Did he and Lucius have to complain about his mother's trash?Does he still want his aloof king image?

Harry's shadow flashed in his heart, and was ruthlessly thrown away again.The Dark Lord narrowed his eyes, stared coldly at his nominal mother, turned and left the room.He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he might do something irreparable.

Actually, what is there to look forward to?

When he was a child, he fantasized crazily about his parents, a strong and perfect father, and a weak but gentle mother; when he was a teenager, he searched through the records of Hogwarts to find traces of the family.He firmly believes in the nobility of his blood, and he outlines the traces of a happy family in his imagination over and over again.How, how happy was he when he finally found traces of the last Slytherin family, the Gaunts, from the slightest trace?

However, how beautiful the dream is, how painful it will be when it is shattered.

He saw an old house that was unspeakably filthy, and a drunken uncle with hair and beard so long that it covered his eyes and mouth.The filthy fellow mocked his mother for being a slut in a drunken tone, and seduced the village Muggles...

Since that day, all expectations have been completely abandoned.

He slammed the door shut with such force that it seemed to block all the memories of that.The Dark Lord strode forward, turned a corner, entered the pet room, and threw himself onto the sofa.

Nagini lazily raised his head in the room, spat out the snake letter, and wandered to the side of the Dark Lord: "Voldy?"

The Dark Lord didn't speak, but just touched the big snake's head with his hand.

Nagini put the huge snake head on the Dark Lord's lap, enjoying the Dark Lord's touch: "You went to see that woman again?"

The Dark Lord snorted coldly.

"I don't like her at all, even though she's a Parseltongue," Nagini said. "Going to see her always makes you angry. Seeing her would be better than meeting Harry."

The Dark Lord's face became even more gloomy: "Don't mention Harry."

Nagini spat out the snake letter again: "Hey, are you still angry with Harry?"

"He betrayed me first," the Dark Lord said emphatically.

"Don't be like this, Voldy, even I think you are wrong," Nagini said, "You know what little Harry values, but you always challenge his bottom line."

The Dark Lord snorted coldly and refused to answer the question.

"Do it, do it, NOZUONODIE, you will regret it when the day is really irreparable," Nagini said philosophically, "Human beings are like this, you only know how to cherish it when you lose it."

The Dark Lord raised his forehead: "Wait, Nagini, where do you see this fallacy?"

"You told me." Nagini said innocently.

The Dark Lord replied with a puzzled expression: "When did I say that?" How could I instill this...poisonous chicken soup in you?

"Last time you read about that little black bat—oh, is it called Severus Snape? It was the day you read his memory, and you ran back and lamented with me for a long time, talking about love in confusion. Lost... Ah, for you now, it is a rare dark history, I remember it clearly!"

The Dark Lord was dumbfounded, it seemed that the pot really belonged to him.The memory of Severus' opening that he read at that time suddenly flooded his mind.

He is very similar to Severus, with a bad childhood, great talent, and great ambition; it is also because of the similarity that he is particularly touched by some scenes.

Severus was in so much pain over Lily's loss; if Harry was gone...

The Dark Lord shook his head with a dark face. He was thinking about something. Harry was his Horcrux. The prophecy pointed out that only he could kill him. How could Harry die?

— But, do you really believe in that nonsense prophecy?In case Harry really...

The Dark Lord hurriedly waved away the cloud in his heart.He tapped Nagini on the head: "You're really misleading me. The problem now is not that I did it, but that Harry can't accept some of my actions, but I can't give up those things for him."

Nagini flinched as if being knocked in pain, and the Dark Lord hurriedly touched the place where he had just been knocked to comfort him.While touching, he said complainingly: "I can't believe it, I have already half-led Harry into the darkness, why he still can't accept some things? I didn't even attack any wizard!"

"Harry is so cute!" Nagini cocked his tail and flicked a flower out, "With a bottom line, it will make a man more attractive."

A black thread hung from the Dark Lord's head: "Where do you see this fallacy?"

"I summed it up!" Nagini said confidently, "And, little Harry will patiently listen to my chat, much more patient than Voldy, I like him so much!"

The Dark Lord raised his index finger and tapped Nagini: "Don't I have the patience to chat with you?"

Nagini rubbed against the Dark Lord coquettishly: "Of course Voldy is fine, but you've been so busy recently that you don't have time to spend with me."

"Recently at some critical times..."

"As the saying goes, people who are frustrated in love and proud in the workplace, people who are broken in love always like to use work to numb themselves." Nagini looked at the Dark Lord curiously, "Voldy's actions make me feel that these words really make sense."

The Dark Lord's face was full of black lines: "Where did you hear this nonsense! I'm just busy with work!"

"An explanation is a cover-up. The more you emphasize, the more guilty you will be. What you repeat twice is often not the truth." Nagini snickered, "Voldy, you really seem guilty!"

The Dark Lord knocked Nagini on the head several times angrily, and Nagini swayed from side to side to hide.After laughing and making noise with one person and one snake for a while, the Dark Lord's depressed mood eased a lot.

After he stopped laughing, the Dark Lord was silent for a while, and said, "Thank you, Nagini."

"You should, after all, you are Voldy!" Nagini curled himself up in a circle and curled up under the Dark Lord's seat, "I'm a little worried about you."

"What are you worried about me?"

"You seemed really happy with little Harry," Nagini said. "I... I've never seen you care so much about someone. During that time, you became... like a 'People' are gone."

"Don't I look like a human?" The Dark Lord laughed, stroking the big snake's scales, "Oh, if you're talking about the appearance of 16 years ago, maybe I really don't look like a human...haha."

Ignoring the Dark Lord's intervention, Nagini continued: "You always need someone to accompany you, Voldy, I grew up with you, and I know you have times of pain and loneliness... Whenever those times, I I hope that there is someone who can hug you and comfort you."

"If Harry is willing to return to your side," Nagini straightened up and looked at him, "Voldy, will you make any concessions for this?"

Staring at Nagini's huge snake eyes, the Dark Lord's expression gradually became serious.

The room was silent for a long time before a slightly confused voice came:

"I do not know."

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Dark Lord: Where did you hear this nonsense?

Xiaoha looked back innocently: Let Nagini chat with you, you have to say something~

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PS: It feels bad to use [] to read, so I changed it to double quotation marks again, and everyone knows that it is snake language.

PS2: In fact, Nagini is a hidden CP fan, so how big is his potential affection for Harry.The talkative one expressed that he was very satisfied with Voldy having a well-behaved little guy who could understand Parseltongue and chat with him. 233333