[HP] I won't do this Dark Lord

Ona's position, and then pretended to be casually walked to her.

This time they did not cross the lake as they did at the beginning of school, but followed the forest guards to a small road outside, where more than 100 carriages were parked.

The forester yelled for the students to get into the carriage in groups of four. The snow was deep on the ground. Riddle watched Alphard support Fiona, and followed them into the carriage.

"What a coincidence, we're in the same box now." Yardley waved to Alphard, who was sitting next to Fiona.

Riddle looked at Fiona calmly.

The temperature outside was very low. After getting off the warm train, the huge temperature difference made her shiver slightly.Due to the fact that there were people around him, he couldn't secretly cast a warming spell on her.

deserve it.he thought.Tell you to pretend not to be familiar with it.

The next second—

"Ding. The favorability of the target is reduced by 5, and the current favorability is 67."

Riddle: "..." She couldn't possibly know that he was scolding her in his heart.

The system said that if her favorability is above sixty, she won't lose her favor because of venting anger, so what did he do wrong now?

After thinking for a moment, Riddle turned to look at Yardley and asked, "I'm a little cold, are you cold?"

"Huh?" Yardley was taken aback, "Of course it's cold, it's freezing to death!"

Riddle waved his wand and cast a Warming Charm on Yardley.

Yardley's body recovered, and he was both flattered and surprised by Riddle's thoughtfulness.

In his opinion, although his brother is usually easy to get along with and considerate, it seems that he has never taken care of him so meticulously.

After using the Warming Charm for himself, Riddle looked at Alphard and Fiona naturally, "You should be cold too."

Before they could respond, he waved his wand at them one by one.

Alphard paused, and thanked with a smile, "We haven't taught this spell yet, but you've already used it very proficiently, it's amazing."

Yardley immediately showed off his friend proudly, "This guy knows a lot, but he likes to hide."

"Ding. Add 3 to the favorability of the target, and the current favorability is 70."

Sure enough, because of this.

Riddle almost laughed angrily.

While keeping a distance in front of others, while getting used to enjoying his secret care, she would be unhappy if she neglected a bit. Is there anyone more difficult to serve than her?

The carriage began to move forward slowly.

Yardley wiped the mist from the windows curiously, and looked at the empty front of the carriage.

"Why does the carriage move by itself? Is it some kind of magic or is there an invisible horse pulling in front?"

Just as Riddle was about to answer, Alphard said gently: "It should be a thestral. According to the book, this is a magical animal that can only be seen by people who have seen death with their own eyes."

Fiona turned her head to look out the window at his voice, and stared at it for a moment.

She could clearly see thestrals, which didn't surprise Riddle at all.

Then she turned her head suddenly and gave him a look.

Riddle was startled, and a guess emerged in his mind.

Was it because she saw him kill Morfin Gaunt?

Before that, she hadn't witnessed death?

Next to him, Yardley was still talking to Alphard.

"Why does it sound so scary. Can you see it?"

"No, I can't see it either."

"And you, Tom."

Riddle looked at the terrifying black Pegasus outside the window, and smiled.

"Of course not."

34. Strategy No.30 Four steps, three years, and three years

It took Riddle nearly ten months to change Fiona's favorability from zero to sixty, based on the stacking time of resetting and restarting.

Yet the ensuing process of going from sixty to eighty—more precisely, from seventy to eighty—until the end of his freshman year, his promotion to his second year, the end of his second year, his promotion to his third , twenty months have passed and it is still unfinished.

The favorability degree is stuck at 79. Fiona is like the most stingy and cruel miser in the world. Even if he flatters her and pleases her with an attitude that flatters her, she is indifferent and refuses to give a small amount of money. a little.

Riddle originally thought that the stagnation of favorability at 59 had tempered his patience, but it was only in the past two years that he realized that the ten years of dormancy in the Albanian forest were nothing compared to the capture of Fiona .

At least at that time, he didn't need to restrain his fangs, hide his true nature, and he could vent the resentment and anger in his heart, but now he has to endure the cynicism of the system while tightening his three skins, carefully preventing Fiona from discovering the clues .

Zhang Pi is a good student who is both good at character and learning and can't make mistakes. He is modest, polite, elegant and generous when facing his classmates and teachers.

——In order to take care of Fiona without any trace, he was also forced to set up a helpful persona.

Covered under this skin are careerists who whitewash the blueprint with clever words, secretly solicit party members, accept vassals, start with a small group of three or five people, and gradually build up their own underground organization in secret.

It's just that every time he makes some action, he has to observe Fiona's reaction to see if she rejects it, and prepare the words to deal with it.

The bottom skin was of course tailor-made for Fiona, and this mask was the most difficult to put on.He needed to make Fiona feel that he was revealing himself to her after stripping away the double disguise.

To her, he was different.

But to him, she is unique.

During these two years, he kept hinting at her with words and deeds, influencing her, trying to convince her that in this world, only the two of them are the only people who can understand and trust each other and rely on support.

He's pretty much brainwashing himself, and Fiona—

The favorability level of less than [-] so far is more real than her harmless smile.

Seriously, if he spends this effort on Dumbledore, let alone a professor, Dumbledore can make him the next headmaster!

During this period, Riddle spent some time looking for reasons for the lack of progress.He carefully reviewed the strategy from the first time, and finally found out that the crux of the problem was himself.

It was because he was eager to increase Fiona's favorability as soon as possible, and he took too much care of her in the early stage, so that in the initial stage of their relationship, her requirements for him were directly stretched to the highest level.

So not only was she no longer moved by his little thoughtful gestures, but she would be greatly offended by his occasional negligence in small things.

For example, if he went to the house-elf and asked for a sweet, sweet, melt-in-your-mouth cake to sneak in for her after she had a bad appetite and didn't eat breakfast, she would be very grateful on the surface, but not moved on the inside.

But if he pretended not to see it—even if he really didn’t see it—and ignored her, what awaited him was a plunge in favorability.

And after that, he needs to make double or even multiple efforts to make up for the dropped favorability.The more times you drop, the harder it will be to make up.

Riddle found that every time he asked himself could Fiona be more unreasonable?She will tell him with practical actions——

Yes, I can.

After clarifying this established fact, Riddle used the disappearing cabinet to vent his rage in the dense forest of Gaunt's old house for several nights in a row. The entire forest was almost burned by his spell.

The basilisk who was disturbed while eating and sleeping there muttered: "Salazar... and Godric... quarreled... and so... lost their temper..."

However, when facing Fiona during the day, he had to put away all the negative emotions, forced a smile on his face, and glued the third skin pattern that he had drawn onto his face seamlessly.

From when he opened his eyes in the morning to when he closed them at night, not only did he concentrate on her, but he also set aside half of his eyes to stare at her at all times, lest when she was cold, hot, hungry, sleepy, tired, bored, He didn't react in time.

Sometimes he couldn't help wondering if the Death Eaters had walked on eggshells when they were facing him in the same way that he was facing Fiona now.

And Snape, the traitor he didn't know until the end, must have spent no more energy in his work as a double agent than maintaining three faces at the same time.

"This is the so-called 'suffering is not punishment, but retribution', Mr. Riddle," the system evaluated objectively, "You have always been very talented in digging and burying yourself. I will send you a motto: No If you forget your original intention, you will not end well.”

Riddle: "..."

He had already unlocked Occlumency after entering the third grade, but unfortunately he still couldn't block the system's voice, nor could it prevent the system from prying into his thoughts.

Though he can do it now without Occlumency.

Don't ask, just ask, thank you Fiona.

"what happened?"

Yardley noticed the sneer escaping from the corner of Riddle's mouth, leaned over to look at the newspaper in his hand, and whistled in surprise.

"Germany started bombing London?" He was amazed at the houses in the newspaper that had been blown into broken bricks and the terrified passers-by. "What is a bomb? A Muggle weapon? It looks quite powerful." .But why is the Daily Prophet still publishing about Muggles?"

Riddle secretly cursed a fool.

Of course, it was because when the bomb was thrown down, even if the wizard who happened to pass by cast the Muggle Confusion Charm, the damage from the explosion would not avoid the wizard.

At this time, Yardley also saw the content behind, and screamed strangely, "A wizard died unfortunately? What's going on? How is it possible? A Muggle weapon killed a wizard?"

His limited cognition made it completely impossible for him to understand the rationality of this matter.

The people on the side heard Yardley's words, and there was