[HP] I won't do this Dark Lord
Chapter 20
He waved his wand, and a staircase appeared out of nowhere, leading from the ground to the entrance on the statue.
"Come on, Miss Shafik." Riddle stepped up the steps first, "Let's meet the guard of the secret room."
After walking up the last step, Riddle turned his head to look at Fiona. Her poor physical strength was exhausted quickly, and her pale face began to flush again.
He suggested softly: "The gaze of the basilisk is deadly. Before I order it not to look directly at you, you'd better close your eyes and avoid it."
After speaking, he stretched out his hand.
Fiona looked down at the hand that was outstretched in front of her, and fell silent.
Evidently, she resisted such intimacy.
Riddle raised his heart, ready to immediately switch to an alternative plan when the situation was wrong.
Fortunately, Fiona's curiosity about the basilisk seemed to overwhelm Fiona's repulsion and defense against him. She slowly raised her hand and placed her fingers lightly on Riddle's palm.
With one last glance at Riddle, she closed her eyes quietly.
The cold hand fell on his palm as lightly as snowflakes. It was soft and melted like a ball of cream ice cream. Fiona, who was waiting with her eyes closed, looked as docile and cute as a kitten. The sharp contrast made Riddle He couldn't help showing a triumphant smile that the scheme had succeeded.
"You laugh so freakingly." The system said disgustedly, "Can you control yourself? Mr. Riddle in his 60s. Showing such a beastly expression to an 11-year-old girl really makes me a little sick."
The good mood disappeared in an instant, and Riddle said with a blank expression: "Isn't it you who arranged such a beastly task for me?"
System: "I didn't expect you to be able to express the behavior of beasts so vividly."
Riddle: "Shut up."
The first step of bridging the gap and narrowing the distance has been successful, and Riddle has more confidence in the next plan.
He lightened his strength, held Fiona's slender fingertips restrainedly and politely, and pulled her slowly into the stone room where the basilisk was resting.
After successfully communicating with the basilisk like last time, Riddle motioned to the basilisk for Fiona, who was next to him, ordering it to turn its head away and not look into her eyes.
"She... is not of the blood of Salazar... Who is it?" Compared with ordinary snakes, the basilisk has a thinking and curiosity that is more similar to that of a human.
Riddle paused, not knowing how to position his relationship with Fiona.
"Friend." He said perfunctorily, pulling out the word that seemed like a tool to him.
Like the snake, the basilisk has poor eyesight. It crawled to Fiona and spit out the snake letter, memorizing her figure and breath.
"Friends... I know... just like... Salazar... and Godric... are the most important people..."
Riddle raised his eyebrows incomprehensibly, but now was not the time to probe, and he made the basilisk turn its head the other way, and let go of Fiona's hand.
"Okay, open your eyes." He said with a slight smile.
Fiona opened her eyes and glanced at Riddle first.
"Ding. Add 2 to the favorability of the target, and the current favorability is 28."
Before Riddle could discern the emotion in Fiona's glance, her gaze had already landed on the basilisk.
The huge body of the basilisk was entrenched on the floor, with a sense of oppression and danger. The sharp scales shone with emerald-like luster, which seemed to have a special beauty. Even though the flat head was facing away from her, it could vaguely See the yellow snake pupils on both sides of the head.
Its tail swept the ground slowly, raising a cloud of dust that had been accumulated for thousands of years.
But amidst the dust, Fiona's eyes lit up.
She opened her eyes wide, staring intently at the body of the basilisk, and her body unconsciously leaned forward.
"Can I go over and touch it?" She turned her head, looking expectantly at Riddle.
Riddle: "...you can do whatever you want."
Because of her words and deeds, now Riddle doesn't regard her as an 11-year-old child at all, but as an opponent with equal strength to him.But now this childish, even a little coquettish expression, shown in front of him for the first time, slightly shakes all his cognition of her.
System: "Your behavior of using a basilisk to attract her is no different from a pervert using candy to coax a little girl."
Riddle was almost told by the system to reflect on himself, but he quickly realized it.
"Will be attracted by the basilisk, what kind of normal little girl can it be?"
Fiona is the one who catches people and feeds them to basilisks. Although Riddle doesn't want to admit defeat, even he wasn't as ruthless when he was 11 years old.
Riddle stared at Fiona.
The slender girl was caressing the shimmering snake scales with her thin and soft fingers, with a smile of pure joy and love hanging on her mouth.
If the basilisk is replaced by flowers, this is a beautiful picture enough to become a world-famous painting-but it is a bit vulgar and boring.
But the girl who looks gentle and pure warmly cuddles with the evil and terrifying basilisk. Such a strong contrast, weird and twisted bizarre scene is full of taboo-like stimulation, which makes the heart beat faster and makes it difficult to look away.
System: "I understand, you are not a beast, you are not as good as a beast."
Riddle said indifferently: "Thank you for the compliment, this is the highest praise for me."
The system was rarely choked and shut down angrily.
Fiona had finally touched the basilisk enough, and looked at Riddle contentedly.
"What did you say to it? I feel it likes me." Her voice was still a little excited.
How to answer?
Be bold or be cautious?
Now the atmosphere and timing are so good, Riddle couldn't bear to miss it and decided to take a gamble.
He looked at her with a smile, and said in a soft voice, "I said, the person standing next to me is someone who is very important to me, don't hurt her."
Fiona suppressed her smile, her vivid and cheerful expression was like an illusion, and her pale face returned to the usual indifference and blankness.
Her gaze spread over Riddle's body without any warmth, wrapping around his neck like a basilisk's tail, and slowly tightening it.
Riddle didn't realize it, and continued: "We are the only ones left in this absurd world, aren't we?"
Fiona repeated softly: "The same kind?"
Riddle nodded with a smile, "However, I hope you can be my accomplice rather than the same kind. You will get tired of sitting in the auditorium for a long time. Why don't you come on stage and try some new ways of playing with me?"
Fiona looked deeply into the depths of Riddle's black eyes. In the azure blue eyes, as if invaded by the blackness in his pupils, a dark mist filled the air.
The long silence made the basilisk shake its head impatiently.
Fiona blinked, cutting off the glued eyes, the corners of her mouth curled up.
"It turns out that your invitation doesn't seem to disappoint." She whispered softly, "Since this is the case, maybe I can accept it again."
"Ding. The favorability of the target is increased by 30, and the current favorability is 58."
Riddle finally let go of the tone he had been holding in his heart all along, and when he wanted to have a friendly handshake, he realized that his palms became sticky due to nervousness.
He had no choice but to show a brighter smile and sincerely said: "Welcome, my only partner."
17. Strategy No.17 is ridiculous, no need
After sharing the existence of the basilisk to Fiona, this time Riddle was not broken into the secret room by anyone.
Therefore, any bad luck is fake, and it is true that she is fooled by her without realizing it, and she is complacent while holding the scapegoat.
This dark history can't be thought about, and when Riddle thinks about it, he can't help but want to kill everything—but he can't kill him.
Fiona didn't care about his mood, but worried about the basilisk's diet and daily life.
The basilisk is huge in size, and the few small animals that Riddle sends to it every few days can't satisfy its appetite at all. It can also adjust itself to maintain a low-consumption hibernation state when it is asleep, and it will be intensely and persistently hungry after waking up. Feeling makes it more and more irritable.
Fiona, who can directly feel the emotions of the basilisk, is inevitably in a bad mood, and when she is in a bad mood, Riddle's favorability is on the verge of bungee jumping back and forth.
He had no choice but to start thinking about how to place this tricky basilisk.
It is impossible to put it into the Forbidden Forest. There are groups of people and horses living in the Forbidden Forest. Once the existence of the basilisk is discovered, even if it has terrible lethality, it cannot withstand the siege of many professors including Dumbledore.
Not to mention that the basilisk has the weakness of being afraid of rooster crowing, and it is not difficult for a powerful wizard to catch it.
The young Riddle's vision is not wide enough, thinking that possessing the basilisk can carry out the bloodline purge plan. In fact, as a little pet left by Salazar Slytherin, its seemingly terrifying ability can only be used for sneak attacks and To create panic, once there is exposure, it is difficult to make a big difference.
Riddle now felt that Salazar didn't expect to use basilisks to wipe out Muggles and mudbloods at all, it was more like leaving an indefinite time bomb in his anger to make trouble for Hogwarts - as the founder of Hogwarts One of Gewarz's Big Four, he never thought of really destroying the castle that condensed his painstaking efforts and expectations.
Just like him, in the final battle, he also held the idea of not destroying Hogwarts as much as possible.
No one wants to bring down their house when they want to get rid of bad guests in the house.They were not worth his loss.
"Otherwise, let someone come in." Fiona said something creepy with her weak and harmless face, "Ogg the Forester is tall and big, so he should barely be able to eat enough."
Riddle: "..." Is there something wrong with describing the size of a human being in the tone of "this apple is bigger"?
ruled by means of terror
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