[HP] I won't do this Dark Lord

Mend it, but you can cunningly find a way out of it, and just treat it as another kind of pretty tea towel, not the clothes you got from the owner.

But no one except Fiona would bother with a house-elf like that.

Gedian was now wearing clothes that Fiona had sewed herself, clean and tidy, not nearly naked like other house-elves.It was when Ethelred appeared that he got a little dirty from the overturned tea.

"Yes." Fiona replied lightly.

"Thank you Miss Fiona!" Gedian first bowed excitedly, and then said softly, "But it's better to go to bed early, and you can do it another day."

Fiona still didn't look up, and while she was walking the needle intently, she asked softly, "Is the owl back?"

Gedian's face suddenly fell down, "I'm back." It muttered, "That kid, with a greasy hair and a pink face, and a set of beautiful words, he doesn't look like a good person at first glance..."

"At least he really protected me."

Fiona took out the small scissors from the sewing basket next to her, cut the thread, shook the sleeping bag-like robe in her hand, and handed it to Gedian.

Gedian didn't argue for a while, and took his new clothes with a smile on his face.

It looked up to thank it again, only to find Fiona watching it intently.

It thumped in its heart, "Miss Fiona?"

"What about you?" she asked quietly.

"I..." Gedian said in a panic, "I'm sorry, Miss Fiona, my instinct, my nature... I can't attack Master..."

"I mean, why did you release your father?" Fiona said calmly.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

"I do not……"

Gedian subconsciously wanted to quibble, but seeing Fiona's clear eyes, he knew that no matter how gaudy it said, she also understood the truth of the matter.

Tears welled up in an instant, and Gedian knelt at Fiona's feet, crying loudly with tears flying down his face.

"I'm sorry, Miss Fiona, I, I just... I just want the master to get rid of that annoying bad boy, I didn't expect the master to do such a crazy behavior... Please believe me, I really am not... ..."

"I believe." Fiona interrupted its howling.

Gedian looked at her in surprise.

She took out her handkerchief, bent over and carefully wiped the snot and tears off his wrinkled face, and said softly: "I believe, you just didn't think about it, I will get hurt."

Gedian stared at her blankly.

She smiled, and touched its bald forehead intimately, but her tone was light, "Because, you are used to seeing me get hurt."

33. Raiders No.30 Three-step thestral, invisible

"Hey, Tom," Adli opened the car door and came in. "How's your Christmas break?"

Riddle closed the book, looked up and smiled, "Pretty good, how about you?"

Yardley sat across from him, and said, "It's nothing new. After my family has a banquet, other people's family will hold a banquet, and the family will take turns to socialize, socialize, and socialize—by the way, compare it with other children's children." , better than going home and scolding me."

Riddle nodded slightly, showing sympathy, and waited for the conversation to continue.

Sure enough, Yardley's bitterness hasn't finished.

"Some banquets where children can't go, they let the house elves watch me and forbid me to go out. I said I haven't gone out for a long time, and asked them to take me to France for a while, and I was scolded bloody again. My head, saying that the outside is in a mess, I’m not being honest, I’m staying at home and thinking about going out to find my own death. Last night I checked my vacation homework and was scolded again..."

Rubbing the cover of the book lightly with his fingers, Riddle thought deeply.

At this time, Grindelwald was in the limelight, and the entire wizarding world in Europe—except Britain—was under his control, and even North America had his power distribution.

It seems that some members of the Lestrange family were lost to Grindelwald ten years ago, so it is understandable to be extra cautious.

Yardley finished babbling about his awful vacation and glanced at the book in front of him.

""Advanced Healing and Restoration Charms"—what are you reading this for? Are you going to be a therapist in the future?" He didn't ask Riddle if he could understand such a profound and professional book, so as not to humiliate himself.

"Boring, just take a look." Riddle said lightly.

Yardley shrugged his shoulders, without trying to understand the world of Xue Shen, and looked out the window on the platform.

"Is Fiona in the car?" He winked narrowly at Riddle, "Do you want to let her into our compartment this time?"

"I don't know. It's up to you."

Riddle sat on the train early and kept paying attention to the platform, knowing that Fiona hadn't arrived yet.But he showed a lack of interest, and opened the book again to read.

Anyway, with the current favorability of more than 70, he feels that he doesn't need to create opportunities to get along as painstakingly as before.

Yardley looked at Riddle suspiciously.

Could it be that he finally recognized Fiona's dullness and lost his interest in her weirdness?

For some reason, Yardley breathed a sigh of relief.

He always felt that it would be better for Riddle and Fiona not to get together.He couldn't say the specific reason. If he had to describe it, it was like adding two conflicting ingredients when boiling a potion, which might cause the crucible to explode at any time.

Seeing that Riddle was concentrating on reading, Yardley continued to look at the people on the platform when he had nothing to do.

Suddenly, he snorted, "Why doesn't Alphard get in the car?"

The name made Riddle's eyes wandering on the page pause. He raised his eyelids and glanced out the window.

I saw the handsome Alphard standing in the corner avoiding the crowd, his eyes fell on the partition wall of the platform where people kept rushing out.He has an elegant and noble temperament, even if he hides in the shadows, anyone who comes out from the other side of the partition will spot him at first sight.

"Is he waiting for someone? When I came over just now, I saw his two sisters were already in the car..."

Yardley's muttering to himself suddenly stopped, and Riddle's eyes narrowed slightly.

They all saw Fiona stumbling out of the partition, and Alphard walked over immediately.

Seeing that Fiona didn't refuse Alphard to carry her luggage, and the two were talking and walking towards the train, Riddle felt a very unhappy feeling in his heart.

He looked strangely surprised and said: "I didn't realize that in school, the two of them are actually friends?"

Yardley said casually: "It's quite surprising...Oh, by the way, my uncle and Mr. Black seemed to be colleagues in the Ministry of Magic before he resigned, so the two families used to come and go frequently. The two of them might have often been together when they were young. Let's play together."

Still a playmate from childhood?

Riddle snorted coldly in his heart.

Fiona and Alphard got closer and closer, and as they passed Riddle and Yardley's carriage, Yardley stuck out his upper body to say hello.

"Alphad, Fiona."

"Hello, Yardley," Alphard stopped, and smiled at Riddle politely, "Hello, Tom."

Riddle returned the same polite smile, "Hello, Alphard, and Fiona."

Fiona and his eyes met lightly.

She was wearing a dark purple satin cloak, with a white woolen scarf tied around her neck. Her thin chin was buried in the scarf, making her face as white as snow.

She nodded lightly like a butterfly flapping its wings, and shook off a vague smile like pollen. Before he could fully capture it, she lowered her eyelids shyly.

Riddle's depression dissipated and turned into a secret pleasure of being dark.

Yardley didn't notice, and chatted with Alphard on the window.

"Do you want to come to our carriage?" he asked.

Alphard did not answer immediately, but subconsciously glanced at Fiona.

Seeing that she lowered her head and made no statement, he said with a tactful smile: "Look, if there is an empty seat on the way to your place, I will sit down first. You know, what it feels like to squeeze in the aisle with a suitcase It's not wonderful."

Yardley nodded understandingly, "Then get in the car, it's too cold outside."

He watched Alphard and Fiona leave their window, then retreated back into the car and turned to Riddle.

"You said..." As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he was shocked by the gloomy eyes under the other's black eyes.

Riddle blinked, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What?"

When Yardley looked again, he saw that delicate and beautiful face was peaceful, and there were only questions and urging in his eyes waiting for him to continue.

"...forgot what I wanted to say." Yardley scratched his head in embarrassment.

Riddle gave him a blank look, and continued to look down at the book.

"The system," he asked in his heart, "can a hundred favorability points treat different people at the same time?"

"As an adult, the way of asking questions is more straightforward. You just want to ask, if the quest target reaches [-] favorability points with Alphard before you, can you still complete the quest?"

Riddle had long been prepared to be ridiculed by the system, and said calmly, "So can you?"

"can."

Riddle was a little surprised by this answer.

The system continued: "It will allow me to get off work earlier."

Riddle: "...Thanks, you can shut up now."

The sky outside the window gradually turned from gray to thick black, and the train finally stopped slowly on the Hogsmeade platform.

Riddle waited until the train was almost empty before stepping off the train with Yardley.

He quickly glanced at the people on the platform, and locked onto Fei at a glance amidst the crowd of noisy people.