[HP] I won't do this Dark Lord

How can I rule the magic world if I can kill people indiscriminately? "By the love and peace preached by Dumbledore?

"This is your question, not mine." The system replied indifferently, "Why do you not only ask me about relationship issues, but also about career issues?"

Riddle: "..."

This standard answer has not been heard for a long time.

Thinking of the best, he will definitely be able to complete the task before graduation and before he flexes his muscles to realize his ambition...

Right.

The system regretted: "Congratulations, Mr. Riddle, because of your lack of self-confidence, you managed to avoid a ridicule from me."

Riddle: "..." Isn't this sentence a mockery?

Not responding to the system's provocation, Riddle continued his previous train of thought.

The main reason for the loss of favorability should be almost found. Maybe if earlier, these problems would not have caused her such a big reaction, but when he triggered the "different" effect, she was in love with him. While looking at him differently, the requirements for him are more stringent, and the restricted area is also more sensitive.

This creates what the system calls a "multiplier" result.

Grinding his teeth bitterly at the word "double reduction", Riddle put down the summary of mission failure and turned to think about some things revealed in Fiona's memory.

She knew about the Gunter family not only because of the newspaper reports she said before, but also because she had personally gone to Morfin Gunter. The purpose should be that after she found out that there was an elopement daughter in the Gunter family, she wanted to Ask to prove if she is her mother?

Thinking of Fiona once doubting whether Merope might be her mother, Riddle felt a little delicate.

He couldn't help but think of the time when he searched through the wizarding genealogy in the wizarding world in order to find his paternal blood.

Then at the beginning, when Fiona saw him making such a move, would she also think of herself?

Was she at that time as indescribable as his current mood?

He ended up finding the Riddles, but what about her?Did she finally find her mother?Wizard or Muggle?

Riddle couldn't help having a dark thought.

It would have been nice if her mother had been a Muggle, so they were both of the same half-breed.

Unfortunately, judging from the fact that the Shafik family prefers to marry close relatives in order to keep their blood pure, it is unlikely that Fiona's father would choose to go to what he considers a lowly Muggle to conceive an heir.

Also, why didn't Fiona just ask her father?With her ability, if asked, her father would definitely tell the truth.Why is she willing to find and eliminate one by one by herself rather than give the most straightforward answer?

What did she mean by "because I'm human too"?

Before the conclusion of this question was reached, the Knight Bus stopped after a sudden brake.

Riddle helped Fiona get out of the car, and stood in front of the "Little Hangleton" sign again.

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Just like last time, Riddle diligently wiped Fiona's sweat and handed her water, shrunk his robe and put it on her body, and after taking care of her perfectly, the two set foot on the road to Mrs. Gaunt again. The road to the house.

He made a silent decision in his heart that when this incident was over, he would never set foot in this small village again in his lifetime.

The sky was gray and gloomy, and the wind was cold and severe. You could vomit in your mouth, but this time Riddle didn't keep silent, and took the initiative to stir up the topic.

"Since you haven't shown any doubts or curiosity about the old Gaunt house I mentioned until now, Fiona, can I make a reasonable guess that you know this place and know the life experience I have hidden from everyone?"

Fiona wore a hood and tightened her robes, only showing a small face looking up at Riddle beside her, with two blobs of blush blown out on her cheeks, just from the appearance, she was a reborn A naive little girl.

"I also want to ask, are you guessing or concluding?" She asked in a calm tone completely different from her image.

Riddle thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Maybe it's almost a conjecture?"

After laughing, he explained unhurriedly into her gaze: "Yardley, if there is anyone in the world who must know nothing, it'd better be him—otherwise everything he knows will become Everyone knows."

He was implying that he had learned a lot about her from Yardley.

"The most he knows is the rules of Quidditch." Fiona was not easily fooled by him, and retorted lightly, "He is indeed not smart, but if anyone thinks he is a fool, it must be that person." Very good at manipulating people's minds."

"Are you talking about me, or yourself?" Riddle said with a relaxed tone, "Well, maybe you have been wondering if there are ulterior motives hidden behind my overzealous attention and kindness to you. I There is no denying that, in a certain way, there is.”

Fiona looked at him darkly.

"No one pays without asking for anything in return, especially a penny-pinching miser like me. But what I ask for is simple—your acceptance and trust."

"That's it?" Fiona repeated the word, her eyes widened slightly, and her dull expression was a bit unbelievable, "In your opinion, is this something that can be delivered easily?"

Riddle said, "Doesn't it seem to you that I'm not being sincere enough in my striving?"

He smiled slightly. "Then, I'll add a little more weight to show my sincerity. My name, Tom Marvolo Riddle," he spelled his name in the air with his wand, the golden letters following him. The words flickered and trembled, "Tom and Riddle, these two non-magical words come from my Muggle father, and Marvolo comes from my maternal grandfather, Marvolo Gaunt."

"My mother, Merope Gaunt, after her father Marvolo and brother Morfin were imprisoned for hurting Muggles and Ministry officials, seduced the Muggle she was madly in love with He eloped. After she became pregnant with me, she naively thought that the child could replace the love potion to tie a man's heart, so she stopped using the love potion."

Riddle spread his hands, "Obviously, she misjudged how hard a man is when he faces a woman he doesn't like, especially a scary and ugly witch. He left the pregnant woman and ran away without looking back. My poor mother was devastated. She was afraid to go home, she had nowhere to go, and she gave birth to me in an orphanage, and died quickly — so I grew up in an orphanage."

Fiona raised her eyebrows slightly.

Riddle understood what she meant, "You're wondering why I, who was born and raised in a Muggle orphanage, have words and deeds that don't fit my identity, and how can I know so much about the wizarding world and Hogwarts? "

Fiona didn't count on Riddle's answer, she thought for a while, and said with [-]% certainty: "Is it a memory?"

Riddle almost thought she knew that he had the memory of his previous life, but he understood what she was referring to, because it was the perfect reason he had just carefully deliberated—Merope's memory.

Any other way would arouse the attention and fear of Muggles, only the direct transmission of memory can transmit all information without any interference.

Even if he was slightly unwilling, Riddle had to admit that he was slightly inferior to Fiona in terms of detail capture, logical reasoning, and reaction speed.

He even felt that if it weren't for her interest in overthrowing and ruling, and her physical weakness limited her ability, the wizarding world might have changed its appearance a long time ago—by then, who exactly does "Dark Lord" refer to? With the system staring at the situation waiting for an opportunity to mock him, he couldn't say without hesitation that it must be him.

In another scene, Riddle felt that he and Fiona should be in an endless confrontation, but things have developed to the present, and with the gradual deepening of his understanding of her, his recognition and appreciation for her has surpassed his appreciation for her. fear and disgust.

At the very beginning, he also hoped that the system could change the mission target-even if it was Yardley, he could bite the bullet and go on.

But now he felt that the existence that he couldn't understand should really have carefully considered when choosing a target, and he didn't choose a psychopath at random to humiliate him.

He couldn't think of anyone more deserving of all his sacrifices and patience than Fiona.

Likewise, his desire to win and conquer made him firmly believe that if such a person really existed, no one would be worthy of Fiona's [-] favorability points except him.

"I suspect……"

"To shut up!"

"...Are you trying to get mad at Alphard Black?" the system insisted on finishing without being disturbed.

"No, shut up."

After coldly yelling at the system in his heart, Riddle changed into a gentle chuckle without hesitation and nodded to Fiona: "Yes, my mother, although she is cowardly and stupid, and until the last moment of her life We all hope that she can exchange her child for a man's love, but it is also because of this that she left all her memories to me."

Fiona nodded slightly, as if to express her approval, but did not express her opinion.

However, Riddle, who has experienced four times of training, is very clear that the most terrifying time for her is when she doesn't speak.There were obviously loopholes in his words, but she remained calm and didn't mention them, like a patient hunter waiting for his prey to fall into a trap, and shaking out all the horse's feet that caught him afterwards.

At that time, what awaited him was the system's contented "return to zero".

Fiona didn't ask, and Riddle had to fill the loophole himself.

"Of course, Merope didn't go to Hogwarts