[HP] I won't do this Dark Lord

Si seriously considered whether he should simply let the adder wrapped around him stun him.

If he made a mistake, he could accept Cruciatus, but he really didn't want to watch this sticky and disgusting scene anymore.

After a while, Riddle sighed.

Even Peretus, who was watching, could hear the meaning of compromise from this sigh.

"I did something wrong, don't be angry." He coaxed in a nice voice, "Okay, turn your head back and look at me."

The girl didn't hold back hypocritically, she turned her face to look at him, and then looked away as if she couldn't bear it, "Stop it, here it is again, don't show this kind of expression."

Riddle chuckled, "Okay, reconciled, huh?"

"Ah."

The girl—there was finally warmth in Fiona's voice, which made her soft voice soft all of a sudden.

She raised her free hand, curled her fingers around a lock of curly hair on her head next to her hand, and said softly: "It's all over. I cherish every day we have now, Anxiety and fear are not worth being the factors that disturb us." Then, she lowered her head and kissed his forehead, and said softly, "OK?"

"Okay." Riddle said tenderly.

My lord, you are too easy to talk!Who are you kidding whom?

Peretus couldn't help but slander.

He finally realized that the atmosphere of these two people is definitely not the father and daughter he thought, but——

Peretus took another good look at Fiona.

This age——is it a crime?

He always thought that there was no love between men and women in Riddle's heart, but he didn't expect it to be an abnormal hobby?

Peretus was secretly dumbfounded in his heart, and the two people over there finally finished their tenderness and turned their attention to him.

"What's the matter with him?" Riddle dragged another chair across from Fiona.

"I didn't expect that after 20 years, your little hobby of randomly accepting subordinates has not changed." Fiona glanced at Riddle.

After hearing her words, Riddle suddenly laughed, it was a happy and proud smile, like a young boy who secretly kissed his lover.

"So, you want to teach me a lesson again?" He laughed until his voice floated.

Fiona picked up the paintbrush and continued with the unfinished painting, "Maybe it's just too boring after being closed for a long time."

Riddle obviously didn't believe this kind of rhetoric, looked at her indifferent face and smiled for a while, then turned to look at Peretus.

"I warned you, Peretus," he said leisurely, "that there is a limit to nonsense."

Peretus couldn't help but defend himself, "Sir, in fact, I just took a look at the gate of your manor. Is it possible that just this one look is enough to judge my crime?"

"I won't," Riddle said with a good smile, "she can."

Peretus: "..."

After speaking, Riddle looked at Fiona again, "What do you want to do with him?"

"It's up to you." Obviously, her interest in Peretus is not as high as this painting.

Riddle thought about it, and his fingers unconsciously twirled the ring again.

"You have two choices now," he looked directly at Peretus, and resumed his usual indifferent tone, "First, truly serve me, and second, die."

Peretus knew that the reason why Riddle had always tolerated his occasional rebellion was because he was easy to use. Whether it was assassination, interrogation, or creating terrorist incidents, he was a very easy-to-use knife, and Riddle Del was also confident that the knife would not cut himself, and he would not spend time looking for a new weapon until he had used it to its full potential.

But right now, Riddle obviously doesn't care whether he is still useful or not.

Just because he offended that girl who came out of nowhere.

Freedom, or death?

Peretus looked at Fiona who was tracing a petal intently, and fell silent.

After a while.

"Wendit Peretus, I offer you all my allegiance, my lord," he said, smiling.

If the cage is big enough, it can be regarded as another kind of freedom.

92. If he doesn't do this Dark Lord, he can finally OOC with confidence and boldness!

Dear Miss Giger:

I don't know if you opened this letter in the first place, but I hope you ripped off the sealer eagerly, even if it left the envelope with crumbs from the table.

Assuming you're actually reading my letter at the breakfast table, I have to preface this with a word of caution, except for the jam that's supposed to be spread on bread and butter instead of being scooped onto your plate by itself, and the fact that it's a combination of Orange juice in your throat, please don’t dislike the blandness of porridge, the dryness of bread, the greasyness of bacon, the slightly fishy smell of fried eggs and kippers, even if you just taste each of them, it is enough to show that you are still considerate of those who cannot be by your side my sad mood.

Returning to Hogwarts should be like taking a slightly longer summer vacation for you. I am not worried that you will not be able to adapt to campus life. Your ability to deal with the "transfer student" may bring All kinds of troubles - well, I think you are more likely to enjoy it.

So have fun, dear Fiona, the whole world is your playground now, and you don't have to worry about it or whether it will end badly.I think you should know that no matter what happens, I will take care of it for you.

looking forward to your reply.

yours sincerely

Tom

Another: Don't forget where the disappearing cabinet is, and you can find me at any time.

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My sincere Tom:

I'm sorry for disappointing your expectations. At this time, I read your letter in the dormitory after a day's class and started to write a reply.

Maybe you have forgotten how noisy and busy the auditorium is on the morning of the first day of school, the aisles behind you are full of students running around in a hurry, the ceiling is full of owls flying around, and there will be an air crash at any time .I don't want to open the letter in such an environment - no one knows whether it will be knocked into the milk glass by the falling owl in the next second.

As for your concern about eating, the house-elves at Hogwarts have always been admirable for their craftsmanship, and my appetite is now as healthy as my body, so I don't have to worry about starving myself.Of course, I like your meticulous care.

Going back to school did bring a lot of emotions to me and I have to apologize to you, sorry Tom, I didn't know before I saw Dumbledore with gray hair and Slughorn with wrinkles stretching his fat I didn't realize how cruelly 20 years can leave a mark on a person.Your appearance that hasn't changed much confuses me, making me think that you are just like me in the past 20 years, just a moment when you close your eyes and open them.But obviously, it was much longer and heavier than I thought.

Sorry, Tom, for my previous gaffe, if it hurt you, please kindly forgive the ignorance of a girl who stayed at the age of 14 for too long, she now understands that everything she has been through has nothing to do with the vastness of time Compared with the endless torrent in space, it is insignificant.I have lived less than fifteen years, but you have waited for me in this barren world for twenty years. Thinking about it this way, your love for me may be heavier than my life.

But I don't want to thank you for that, which would make your love a gift to me.But it is not.It's something that should belong to me, like the name Fiona Giger.

I think I have to go to bed. To express my apologies, I have already kissed the stationery. This good night kiss sent over the air will appear on your dining table tomorrow morning. You can also accept it as a good morning kiss.

As for the temperature of a real kiss, you'll probably feel it over the weekend.

Good night, Tom.

your respect

Miss Giger

Another: The roommate this time exceeded my expectations. She is an interesting first-year girl.You may know her, her last name is Blake, and her name is Bellacritus.

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Dear Fiona:

According to the horoscope last night, the temperature will cool down tomorrow, remember to take out the sweater in advance.

I met Slughorn yesterday, and he told me you made the school Quidditch team, Slytherin's newest Seeker.I'm surprised, not because you're interested in Quidditch - I know you want to try all the things you haven't had the chance to do before - but that you didn't tell me about it when we met at the weekend.What, miss who cherishes words like gold, do you think it is commonplace and not worth mentioning, or do you want to give me a big surprise in the future?

Anyway, I'm glad you made it to the Quidditch school team, it proves that your body is indeed very healthy, but this is a brutal sport after all, you have to be very careful about your safety, trust me, the taste of raw bones You won't want to try.

In the package I put broomsticks, armor and potions for scrapes and bruises, the last of which I hope you don't get a chance to use.And the snack you said last time tastes good, you can use it to replenish your energy after training.Don't wonder why there are quills, parchment and ink. Since you are unwilling to share your campus life with me in words, I can only hope that you will not be stingy with pen and paper and write more words.

Rather than a table full of official documents waiting for my signature, what I want to see is that you tell me how windy it is today, what kind of dessert is for dinner, whether you fell asleep during History of Magic class, and whether you have time to think of me .

Well, begin your reply, my lady.If drowsiness kidnaps you, all you need to do is write good night and a kiss, and that's enough to keep me happy all day.

Good night, Fiona (