[HP] I won't do this Dark Lord
Chapter 33
He said a word, raised his hand to scratch, touched the hemp rope with one hand, and before he could react, his hand was bound behind him by the binding spell.
At the same time, the rope loop that was quietly dormant around Morfin's neck just now tightened like a poisonous snake with its fangs raised, and the other end of the rope was thrown upwards, hanging on the beam of the wooden house.
Morfin on the reclining chair was directly lifted by the neck, his protruding eyes turned white as soon as they opened, and his face turned purple.He made a few short "clack" sounds, and kicked his legs violently and futilely, like a fish thrown ashore struggling with its tail, the beams of the house made an overwhelmed sound as a result, shaking off a lot of dust.
There was a foul smell in the turbid air, Riddle glanced indifferently at Morfin's wet cock, stared at the resurrection stone ring on his hand, and wondered where the invisibility cloak would be.
Since Potter was able to get the sacred object without any movement, the source must be by his side. It is very likely that it was not given to him by Dumbledore, or it was the collection of the Potter family.
If it is in Dumbledore's hands, it will be a little troublesome to get it.However, he had worn this ring in school, and Dumbledore didn't show any special concern. At that time, he probably didn't know that it was a resurrection stone, so, at least at that time, he might not have got the invisibility cloak , to study the Deathly Hallows.
With that said, it's more likely that the invisibility cloak is at the Potters' house.
Thoughts turned around in my mind, and when I came back to my senses, the person hanging under the beam had lost all vitality, and in the floating dust, his body was shaking slightly in circles with the shadow cast on the ground.
Riddle took off the ring on Morfin's hand, and was about to go out to ask Fiona to come in. Thinking of Fiona's accident last time, he put Morfin down first, and cleaned up the dirt on his body with a cleanser. He took the blanket to cover his hideous expression.
Looking around at the filthy mess with nowhere to go, he gave a "tsk" and unhappily cast a dozen cleaning spells with his wand.
It was a good thing it wasn't his own wand, otherwise he couldn't help but feel absurdly funny at the thought that his wand performed more housework magic than the Dark Arts.
But when he thought about it, his own wand wasn't much better, and he had already cast a winter warming spell...
If you can't think about it carefully, nothing will be right if you think about it again.
Putting away his wand, Riddle beckoned Fiona in. Seeing that her face was turning pale again, he reluctantly took out his wand and cast a warming spell on her.
Fiona sucked her nose, which was blown red by the wind, her gaze swept past the legs exposed under the blanket, and landed on Riddle's face.
"Why did you kill him?" she asked.
When Riddle heard her asking this kind of question, he couldn't help but tense up, thinking that there was going to be another heart-pounding question and answer, but when he looked at her, he found that there was no danger in her eyes, only a touch of curiosity.
He didn't dare to rest assured. After thinking about it carefully, he secretly said frankly: "At first, I wanted to bury everything related to my identity. I hate being a talking point in other people's mouths. But now, there is no special reason. Anyway, I have to find food for the basilisk, wouldn't it be good to choose one that I don't like?"
Fiona nodded, as if agreeing with what he said, and seemed to just politely say "I've finished listening", then she turned her attention to the ring on his hand, raised her eyebrows and made a questioning expression.
She didn't ask him this time if he took it from Morfin, because she didn't see Morfin and shouldn't know where the ring came from.
Riddle found that he had never caught her in such a small detail, that her words and actions were so precise that they were almost like a machine.
At the same time, she didn't ask questions knowingly. In retrospect, she seemed not only to hate others lying, but also never bothered to lie, because the truth from her mouth was enough to achieve the misleading effect she wanted.
Riddle smiled and handed the ring to Fiona, "The resurrection stone ring inherited from the Gaunt family, do you need it?"
He knew she wasn't interested, it was just a gesture of generosity to win her over.
Sure enough, Fiona glanced at the ring in Riddle's palm, and said flatly, "Okay, thank you."
--Um?
--it is good.
--thanks?
Riddle kept smiling and was stunned.
"Pfft."
The system made a figurative pseudo-laughter in his collapsed heart.
27. Raiders No.20 seven steps for you, what you want
Although the collapse of his heart was like Germany's bombing of Britain during World War II, Riedel's tenacious and unyielding reason—or cherishing the only three opportunities left—forced him to show no hesitation.
He didn't even move the corners of his mouth. He put the still warm ring into Fiona's palm very calmly and naturally, even with a little joy.
He has experienced Fiona's keen lie detection ability many times, and his acting skills have also been greatly improved in the blows of retaliation.
He felt that even if he was asked to recite "[-] Corinthians" affectionately in front of Dumbledore now, Dumbledore would have no doubt that he was a pacifist who believed in love and justice.
——Although he always closed his eyes and dozed off when praying before meals in the orphanage.
"I didn't expect you to take a fancy to this," Riddle used curiosity to hide his confusion about Fiona's unreasonable play again, "What are you going to do with it?"
Fiona held the ring and lifted it up, and observed the mysterious black gemstone inlaid on the ring through light.
From an aesthetic point of view, it is luxurious and elegant enough, but it is not suitable for a girl of this age, let alone her fingers are too thin to wear at all.
She stuffed the ring into her pocket without knowing whether she liked it or not, and said casually: "It's useless, didn't you want to give it to me?"
Riddle: "..." No, he doesn't want to,
The system gloated and said, "It doesn't matter whether you really want it or not. If she thinks you want it, then you just want it."
Riddle couldn't find words to refute.
He finally understood what Fiona meant when he told him not to speak "pretentiously".He introspected deeply, and he must never put on a show to her in the future, otherwise he will be the one who can't tell the pain.
Riddle comforted himself that the ring is not needed now anyway, and it is considered safe to keep it with Fiona, and there will always be a chance to get it back in the future, and then said: "Basically no one will come here, the basilisk will let it hide here for the time being. Let's go to the village to find a place to rest for the night, and send you back tomorrow."
He was still thinking about the [-] favorability points that Fiona gave him after seeing Old Riddle last time. Although it might not increase so much after reaching [-], even if it was only five points and ten points, Lao Li Del also counts as making the most of everything.
However, Fiona shook her head, her voice tired, "I'm tired and want to go back."
Riddle was taken aback, "But—"
Fiona whispered a name: "Gedian."
"Yes, Miss Fiona." A house-elf materialized beside her.
Riddle: "..."
He looked at the invisibility cloak that the house elf was holding in his hand, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on his head, and he suddenly experienced what it meant to be mixed flavors, and the taste was unspeakable.
Fiona didn't feel that her behavior was an offense at all, but seeing Riddle's restrained smile, she still explained: "Going to a strange and remote place with a tall and strong opposite sex, it is not necessary to be on guard. It is a reasonable and normal reaction to make self-protection preparations in advance."
Riddle: "..." It's really unexpected that you can also say the words "reasonable" and "normal reaction".
He pretended to be unhappy and smiled bitterly: "With your ability, isn't it easy to subdue me?"
He thought it was because of this that she dared to come out with him.
Fiona bent her lips and said nothing.
Riddle understood her unspoken meaning.
Her ability is the same as that of the basilisk, the key lies in the surprise when the target is unprepared. If he really has evil intentions, it is not difficult to make a targeted layout after he has already understood her means.
She neither overestimated herself nor underestimated him. If she hadn't gained some trust in him now, she would probably be the same as last time, never letting the house elf show up.
It is obvious that he is thoughtful.
Riddle snorted lightly, on the surface he was not very happy, but in his heart he appreciated her even more.
Because if it were him, he wouldn't let go of his guard easily.
And now that she calls out the house-elf, doesn't it represent the intimacy and tactful gesture of a relationship?
Fiona gave him a strange look, "Are you upset? Don't tell me you're someone who trusts others' good intentions unconditionally. Or, though you're not, you expect me to be?"
"Ding. The favorability of the target is reduced by 10, and the current favorability is 60."
Riddle: "..."
He just pretended to be unhappy, and she was really unhappy?
Riddle didn't dare to use this method to test Fiona's tolerance and guilt towards him again-obviously, just like her illness has no medicine, these things don't exist in her body.
He reversed the subject and said: "What I want to say is that since you have the hole card, don't show it easily until it really matters - even if your current trust makes me really happy. But you can properly protect yourself It’s what I’d like to see.”
Fiona was silent for a moment, then she nodded, "I see."
Riddle: "..." Is he adding difficulty to himself?
The system commented in a timely manner: "It seems that the great Dark Lord thinks that the mission objectives are not challenging enough. After generously donating the equipment, he also selflessly pointed out her anti-raider strategy, so that the process of completing the mission will be easier.
At the same time, the rope loop that was quietly dormant around Morfin's neck just now tightened like a poisonous snake with its fangs raised, and the other end of the rope was thrown upwards, hanging on the beam of the wooden house.
Morfin on the reclining chair was directly lifted by the neck, his protruding eyes turned white as soon as they opened, and his face turned purple.He made a few short "clack" sounds, and kicked his legs violently and futilely, like a fish thrown ashore struggling with its tail, the beams of the house made an overwhelmed sound as a result, shaking off a lot of dust.
There was a foul smell in the turbid air, Riddle glanced indifferently at Morfin's wet cock, stared at the resurrection stone ring on his hand, and wondered where the invisibility cloak would be.
Since Potter was able to get the sacred object without any movement, the source must be by his side. It is very likely that it was not given to him by Dumbledore, or it was the collection of the Potter family.
If it is in Dumbledore's hands, it will be a little troublesome to get it.However, he had worn this ring in school, and Dumbledore didn't show any special concern. At that time, he probably didn't know that it was a resurrection stone, so, at least at that time, he might not have got the invisibility cloak , to study the Deathly Hallows.
With that said, it's more likely that the invisibility cloak is at the Potters' house.
Thoughts turned around in my mind, and when I came back to my senses, the person hanging under the beam had lost all vitality, and in the floating dust, his body was shaking slightly in circles with the shadow cast on the ground.
Riddle took off the ring on Morfin's hand, and was about to go out to ask Fiona to come in. Thinking of Fiona's accident last time, he put Morfin down first, and cleaned up the dirt on his body with a cleanser. He took the blanket to cover his hideous expression.
Looking around at the filthy mess with nowhere to go, he gave a "tsk" and unhappily cast a dozen cleaning spells with his wand.
It was a good thing it wasn't his own wand, otherwise he couldn't help but feel absurdly funny at the thought that his wand performed more housework magic than the Dark Arts.
But when he thought about it, his own wand wasn't much better, and he had already cast a winter warming spell...
If you can't think about it carefully, nothing will be right if you think about it again.
Putting away his wand, Riddle beckoned Fiona in. Seeing that her face was turning pale again, he reluctantly took out his wand and cast a warming spell on her.
Fiona sucked her nose, which was blown red by the wind, her gaze swept past the legs exposed under the blanket, and landed on Riddle's face.
"Why did you kill him?" she asked.
When Riddle heard her asking this kind of question, he couldn't help but tense up, thinking that there was going to be another heart-pounding question and answer, but when he looked at her, he found that there was no danger in her eyes, only a touch of curiosity.
He didn't dare to rest assured. After thinking about it carefully, he secretly said frankly: "At first, I wanted to bury everything related to my identity. I hate being a talking point in other people's mouths. But now, there is no special reason. Anyway, I have to find food for the basilisk, wouldn't it be good to choose one that I don't like?"
Fiona nodded, as if agreeing with what he said, and seemed to just politely say "I've finished listening", then she turned her attention to the ring on his hand, raised her eyebrows and made a questioning expression.
She didn't ask him this time if he took it from Morfin, because she didn't see Morfin and shouldn't know where the ring came from.
Riddle found that he had never caught her in such a small detail, that her words and actions were so precise that they were almost like a machine.
At the same time, she didn't ask questions knowingly. In retrospect, she seemed not only to hate others lying, but also never bothered to lie, because the truth from her mouth was enough to achieve the misleading effect she wanted.
Riddle smiled and handed the ring to Fiona, "The resurrection stone ring inherited from the Gaunt family, do you need it?"
He knew she wasn't interested, it was just a gesture of generosity to win her over.
Sure enough, Fiona glanced at the ring in Riddle's palm, and said flatly, "Okay, thank you."
--Um?
--it is good.
--thanks?
Riddle kept smiling and was stunned.
"Pfft."
The system made a figurative pseudo-laughter in his collapsed heart.
27. Raiders No.20 seven steps for you, what you want
Although the collapse of his heart was like Germany's bombing of Britain during World War II, Riedel's tenacious and unyielding reason—or cherishing the only three opportunities left—forced him to show no hesitation.
He didn't even move the corners of his mouth. He put the still warm ring into Fiona's palm very calmly and naturally, even with a little joy.
He has experienced Fiona's keen lie detection ability many times, and his acting skills have also been greatly improved in the blows of retaliation.
He felt that even if he was asked to recite "[-] Corinthians" affectionately in front of Dumbledore now, Dumbledore would have no doubt that he was a pacifist who believed in love and justice.
——Although he always closed his eyes and dozed off when praying before meals in the orphanage.
"I didn't expect you to take a fancy to this," Riddle used curiosity to hide his confusion about Fiona's unreasonable play again, "What are you going to do with it?"
Fiona held the ring and lifted it up, and observed the mysterious black gemstone inlaid on the ring through light.
From an aesthetic point of view, it is luxurious and elegant enough, but it is not suitable for a girl of this age, let alone her fingers are too thin to wear at all.
She stuffed the ring into her pocket without knowing whether she liked it or not, and said casually: "It's useless, didn't you want to give it to me?"
Riddle: "..." No, he doesn't want to,
The system gloated and said, "It doesn't matter whether you really want it or not. If she thinks you want it, then you just want it."
Riddle couldn't find words to refute.
He finally understood what Fiona meant when he told him not to speak "pretentiously".He introspected deeply, and he must never put on a show to her in the future, otherwise he will be the one who can't tell the pain.
Riddle comforted himself that the ring is not needed now anyway, and it is considered safe to keep it with Fiona, and there will always be a chance to get it back in the future, and then said: "Basically no one will come here, the basilisk will let it hide here for the time being. Let's go to the village to find a place to rest for the night, and send you back tomorrow."
He was still thinking about the [-] favorability points that Fiona gave him after seeing Old Riddle last time. Although it might not increase so much after reaching [-], even if it was only five points and ten points, Lao Li Del also counts as making the most of everything.
However, Fiona shook her head, her voice tired, "I'm tired and want to go back."
Riddle was taken aback, "But—"
Fiona whispered a name: "Gedian."
"Yes, Miss Fiona." A house-elf materialized beside her.
Riddle: "..."
He looked at the invisibility cloak that the house elf was holding in his hand, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on his head, and he suddenly experienced what it meant to be mixed flavors, and the taste was unspeakable.
Fiona didn't feel that her behavior was an offense at all, but seeing Riddle's restrained smile, she still explained: "Going to a strange and remote place with a tall and strong opposite sex, it is not necessary to be on guard. It is a reasonable and normal reaction to make self-protection preparations in advance."
Riddle: "..." It's really unexpected that you can also say the words "reasonable" and "normal reaction".
He pretended to be unhappy and smiled bitterly: "With your ability, isn't it easy to subdue me?"
He thought it was because of this that she dared to come out with him.
Fiona bent her lips and said nothing.
Riddle understood her unspoken meaning.
Her ability is the same as that of the basilisk, the key lies in the surprise when the target is unprepared. If he really has evil intentions, it is not difficult to make a targeted layout after he has already understood her means.
She neither overestimated herself nor underestimated him. If she hadn't gained some trust in him now, she would probably be the same as last time, never letting the house elf show up.
It is obvious that he is thoughtful.
Riddle snorted lightly, on the surface he was not very happy, but in his heart he appreciated her even more.
Because if it were him, he wouldn't let go of his guard easily.
And now that she calls out the house-elf, doesn't it represent the intimacy and tactful gesture of a relationship?
Fiona gave him a strange look, "Are you upset? Don't tell me you're someone who trusts others' good intentions unconditionally. Or, though you're not, you expect me to be?"
"Ding. The favorability of the target is reduced by 10, and the current favorability is 60."
Riddle: "..."
He just pretended to be unhappy, and she was really unhappy?
Riddle didn't dare to use this method to test Fiona's tolerance and guilt towards him again-obviously, just like her illness has no medicine, these things don't exist in her body.
He reversed the subject and said: "What I want to say is that since you have the hole card, don't show it easily until it really matters - even if your current trust makes me really happy. But you can properly protect yourself It’s what I’d like to see.”
Fiona was silent for a moment, then she nodded, "I see."
Riddle: "..." Is he adding difficulty to himself?
The system commented in a timely manner: "It seems that the great Dark Lord thinks that the mission objectives are not challenging enough. After generously donating the equipment, he also selflessly pointed out her anti-raider strategy, so that the process of completing the mission will be easier.
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