[HP] I won't do this Dark Lord

It is more interesting, and it is really the dedication that moved Tong. "

Before Riddle shifted his target and vented his aggrieved anger to the system, Fiona said, "So, you are actually happy now?"

Could Riddle still say no?

He smiled softly and said, "Of course, I'm very happy."

After all, "only" lost ten points of favorability, how could he not be wrong!often!high!prosper!

Fiona let out a "huh", "That's good, I just wanted to make you happy."

Riddle froze.

She was looking straight at him without dodging, her blue eyes were so clear that it seemed that the falling person could fall directly into her heart.

"You have made me feel a rare pleasure, so I also want to give you what you want."

"Ding. Add 5 to the favorability of the target, and the current favorability is 65."

—I want to make you happy.

- I want to give you what you want.

He wanted her trust, so she took it out, without any fancy decorations, and gave it to him.

Riddle felt that the system must be very dissatisfied that he hadn't seen the joke, so the physical object jumped angrily in his heart, otherwise his heart...why would it suddenly tremble for a moment, whether it was comfortable or uncomfortable?

He pursed his lower lip.Fiona's gaze was so direct that he felt a slight tingling sensation. He wanted to avoid it, but he couldn't help but cling to it.

Perhaps those cornflower-like eyes were extremely beautiful, and his greedy nature led him to develop dark desires, eagerly urging him to take what he wanted for himself.

Unfortunately, the person in front of him was not someone he could do whatever he wanted.

Riddle blinked slightly, looked at Fiona with a softer smile, and said softly, "Thank you, I'm really, really happy."

28. Raiders No.20 Eight Steps to Believe or Not to Believe

Having said that, Riddle also renewed his understanding of Fiona's endurance.

Even though the house elf was always by her side, and she was almost fainted by the knight bus and the country road, she still kept silent as if nothing had happened, and didn't ask the house elf to relieve her discomfort.

Did he do this to see what he really wanted to do?

Riddle thought for a moment, and felt that it was more like she didn't take her physical pain seriously.

It was the same in school. Although she had the special ability to enjoy comfortable treatment, even though she was shivering on the Quidditch pitch, she never used her ability to ask for leave and skip classes.No matter how the food is not to her liking, she will not complain, or find a way to change it to something she likes, but try her best to endure the discomfort and eat.

Riddle felt a little unhappy.

He didn't like this kind of tolerance for pain that he was used to—especially when it came to Fiona, who looked like him.

She should be like herself, standing at the top of the world and enjoying everyone's flattery. Once she frowns slightly, it will cause people to kneel down in fear.

"Let's not discuss whether it is possible or not, I just want to ask, Mr. Riddle, is it not crowded for two people standing at the top?"

"Don't squeeze, shut up."

"Besides, you have already tasted the consequences of a tyrant, so why push others into the water? It's too immoral."

"I have no morals, shut up."

While Riddle scolded fiercely in his heart, he still smiled and kept looking at Fiona.

Until Gedian next to him broke the subtle atmosphere between the two with a shrill voice, "Miss Fiona." It stared at Riddle, its expression not becoming friendly because of the closeness of its master.

"Leave now?" it asked.

Riddle felt its hostility, and his heart smirked.

First the basilisk, and then the house-elf. If it wasn't for Fiona's concern, how could these inhuman and inferior creatures be so unruly in front of him.

However, Riddle's sensitive nerves had already become thick and thick under the daily training of the system and Fiona, and other things could no longer easily provoke his mood swings.

Fiona nodded, looked at Riddle and asked, "Do you want to go together?"

In fact, Riddle wanted to stay and kill the Riddle family again, not out of resentment—the deepest hatred was almost dispelled after killing people twice—it was just that he always felt that the damned person was not dead. Not very comfortable.

But compared to Fiona, they were nothing.

He called the basilisk back, let it finish off Morfin's body, and then ordered it to lie dormant in the forest and not to go out to prey on the Muggles in the village—if the Ministry of Magic found out about it, he couldn't protect him now.

The basilisk said lazily that such a cold day is suitable for sleeping, and it doesn't want to move even if it goes out.

After the basilisk was settled, Riddle was about to take Rafiona's hand when Gedian stepped between the two of them, holding one of their arms.

"Miss Fiona, please stand still."

It finished reminding gently in a gentle tone, then pulled Riddle roughly, and after a "snap", the three of them disappeared into the wooden house.

Being revealed with a entourage is not a good feeling.

Riddle's only two experiences were being brought to Shafik's house by house elves, and before that, he had never had anyone he trusted enough to entrust his body to the other party and take him to an unknown destination.

Fiona obviously couldn't bear the oppressive feeling of being stuffed into the water pipe, coughing and staggering a few steps to the side as soon as she landed.

Gedian's thin body couldn't support Fiona, so Riddle squeezed it away calmly, took Fiona and let her lean in his arms.

Fiona accepted Riddle's hug and care frequently today, and the sense of distance between the two of them was broken. She no longer resisted this overly intimate posture, and naturally lay her pillow on his chest, closed her eyes and adjusted her breathing for a while. .

Just when she was almost relieved, she pushed him away without hesitation and slowly stood up straight.

Relentless to her flipping, Riddle is emotionally stable and accepting well.

He withdrew his hand and looked at the Shafiq Mansion in front of him. At this time, the night fell, and a row of street lights lit up along the road. The three-story gray and white building reflected a bleak cold light under the lights, and there was no light coming out of the dark windows. , looks a little gloomy.

Fiona looked at Riddle and asked softly, "Do you need Gedian to take you?"

Could it be that 65's favorability doesn't allow her to invite him in for a cup of tea?

Although he had expected this, Riddle couldn't help but slander him.

"No, let it stay and take care of you." He said softly, "Go in quickly, don't send me off."

Instead of being polite with him, Fiona simply nodded and walked towards the gate with her house-elf.

When they walked up the steps, the magic wind lamp in front of the door sensed people and automatically turned on, and the light penetrated through the hollow pattern of mandala flowers on the lampshade, printing small black flowers on Fiona's body.

Just as she opened the door to go in, Riddle stopped her.

"Fiona."

She turned her head, half of her pale face was hidden in the hood, half of it was exposed under the warm yellow light, a dark mandala just floated on her pale lips, spinning with the shaking of the wind lamp.

Riddle paused before saying, "Christmas Eve, can I come and see you?"

He didn't forget that the favorability that happened on Christmas Eve was fatal. Although the system said that after the favorability reached sixty, Fiona would not blame him for other personnel matters, but can the system be trusted?Who knows if there is some hidden pit waiting for him to step on it.

And even if he really didn't want to hold back his favor, he'd better figure out what happened that day—it wasn't a trivial matter that could have brought Fiona into such a severe depression.

"What's the matter?" Fiona asked flatly.

Riddle couldn't help but glanced at the flowers floating with her lips, and said with a smile, "It's nothing, I just don't want to stay in the orphanage."

"You can go to Yardley."

"..." Unless the system replaces the task object with him.

Riddle's smile remained unchanged and he continued, "I'm afraid they don't welcome this unexpected guest when they hold a banquet." After speaking, he said considerately, "It's okay, I just asked, if it's inconvenient for you, just forget it."

The mandala was so conspicuous that Riddle easily noticed a slight movement of her lips, which seemed to be quietly sipping the petals.

After a moment of silence, she said softly: "Then you come."

Riddle felt an even more disgusted stare from the house-elf.

He was in a good mood, ignored the ugly figure, and said briskly: "Okay, see you then."

Fiona nodded slightly, turned and walked through the door.

Gedian followed behind her, his cloudy eyes protruding like light bulbs gave Riddle a vicious look through the crack of the door, and then he closed the door forcefully.

The lantern at the door went out.

Both the light and the mandala are gone.

Still not a single window in the house was lit.

In the icy night, the gloomy Shafiq Mansion was like a crawling ferocious monster, devouring Fiona in one bite, showing a cruel and sly smile.

Riddle suppressed his smile and frowned slightly.

Compared with Shafiq's house, the orphanage is much more lively and popular.

He took one last look at the door knocker in the shape of a wolf's head, and reached out to call the Knight Bus.

Back at the orphanage, a little girl with ponytails and freckles opened the door. Seeing Riddle outside the door, she gasped and took two steps back.

What's her name?Nasha or Martha?

Riddle walked past her indifferently, saw two sobbing children passing by the hall, and asked casually, "What happened?"

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