[HP] I won't do this Dark Lord

Very clever humor.

Mrs. Black couldn't help laughing at her subtle compliment.

The two chatted again, and Walburga next to him began to wriggle impatiently on the sofa.

"Be quiet!" Mrs. Black frowned, "Look at Fiona, she is as old as your brother, but she is much more sensible and cute than you."

Riddle had been watching Fiona, who was sitting quietly beside Cordelia.

She looked about five years old, but was actually a little older.She was wearing a long-sleeved, bright yellow daisy-patterned skirt, and her blonde hair, as bright as gold, was piled on her shoulders in curls.

Her hands were neatly folded on her lap, her two thin legs were wrapped in white stockings, and they were hanging close together against the sofa, her little black leather shoes did not even touch the ground.

At this time, her figure was still a little thin compared to her peers, but she looked healthy, and there was even a slightly bulging soft flesh on Bai Shengsheng's cheeks.

Hearing Mrs. Black mentioning herself, her cornflower-like blue eyes blinked twice, and she pursed her lips in a shy but generous smile.

This—this is Fiona before the magic riot?

Riddle found it hard to accept for a while.

He thought of the dolls he had glimpsed in the glass windows when he passed by the door of the toy store when he was a child.Under the incandescent lamp, every inch of the doll's hair is shining, delicate and beautiful.

The expression on Fiona's face was like a doll's smile frozen into perfection.It is a slightly weird, unreal, inorganic beauty upon closer inspection.

Cordelia smiled and stroked Fiona's hair, seeming happy to hear her daughter's compliment.

But she still said tactfully: "Walburga has Alphard as his brother, so it doesn't matter if he spoils and indulges a little bit. Ethelred and I had a hard time getting a child like Fiona. To her The requirements should be stricter, after all, the Shafiq family will rely on her to support them in the future."

Mrs. Black was tickled and laughed heartily.

Laughing, she seemed to think of something, her eyes circled twice around Fiona, flickered for a moment, then looked down at Alphard who was in her arms.

"Speaking of which, Fiona and Alphard will enter the school in the same year, and may spend seven years in the same academy."

The hand stroking the blond hair paused for a moment, then dropped naturally.

Cordelia didn't seem to notice that the ring on her hand was wrapped around a few strands of blond hair, and Fiona didn't even move when her hair was ripped off.

"Yeah, Alphard needs to take care of my Fiona more in the future." Cordelia agreed with a smile.

Mrs. Black leaned forward, and said jokingly, "It might be my Fiona in the future."

Riddle noticed that Fiona's and Alphard's eyes met for a moment.

He narrowed his eyes.

I really didn't expect these two people to have such a relationship.

Riddle sneered.

No wonder it's special.

Cordelia smiled and glanced at the three children.

Mrs. Black patted Alphard on the shoulder knowingly, and put him down, "Walburga, Alphard, take Fiona to play. If you want to play with the broom, you must let Kreacher watch."

Walburga jumped off the sofa happily and ran out of the living room with a kick.

Alphard walked up to Fiona and held out his hand. Fiona put her hand on it. The two saluted to their mother before walking out holding hands.

Before closing the door, Mrs. Black's joking voice could be heard faintly: "Look, these two villains are so good for each other..."

With cold eyes fixed on the two hands that were being held, Riddle was thinking in his heart how he could kill Alphard without showing any clues.

But as soon as the door closed, Fiona's hand came out, which softened his expression a little.

Walburga, who went out first, was impatient to play with the two brats, and had long since disappeared. Alphard looked around and asked in a low voice, "Would you like to read in my room, Fiona?"

Fiona nodded, with a different smile on her lips than in the living room, "Okay."

It's like a puppet comes to life.

Riddle coldly followed the two of them into the room, saw that they each found a book, sat next to each other quietly reading a book, chatting in a low voice from time to time, the anger in their hearts was getting higher and higher.

Childhood sweetheart?childhood sweetheart?

What a wonderful relationship!

After a while, Fiona closed the book and stood up.

"It's time to go back to my mother." She said softly.

Alphard nodded, "Okay."

The two put the book back on the shelf, and Alphard stared at Fiona for a while, then suddenly asked, "The wound from last time—is it healed?"

Subconsciously touched her forearm, Fiona was silent for a moment, and replied: "Okay."

She raised her head, met Alphard's worried gaze, and rolled up her sleeve to show him a smooth and flawless snow-white arm.

"Look, really."

"But..." Alphard hesitated, "That's—I saw it on Kreacher—that's a welt, isn't it?"

Fiona looked down at her arms.

After a while, she shook her head slightly, "No, you read it wrong."

Alphard had something to say, the door of the study suddenly opened, the two looked up together, and saw Cordelia standing at the door with a blank expression.

The light in the room elongated her figure, which was printed on the wall behind her, like a gloomy ghost lurking behind her.She stared at Fiona, her eyes were fierce and cold, shining with a vicious cold light like a hungry wolf.

"Fiona," she said in a cold tone, exuding a chill that could freeze a person, "what are you doing?"

Fiona quickly pulled down her sleeves and said respectfully, "Nothing, mother."

After a moment of silence, Cordelia suddenly laughed and beckoned to her gently, "Come here, your father is waiting for us, we are going home."

"Yes, mother." Fiona walked over meekly like a sheep hearing the whistle.

"Fiona." Alphard called her suddenly.

He couldn't hide his nervous glance at Cordelia, and managed to maintain his composure.

"May I go play with you tomorrow?"

Riddle snorted mockingly.

Is he implying in this way, let Cordelia go back and not punish Fiona?

too naive.

Cordelia has already held Fiona's hand, and from Riddle's perspective, it can be clearly seen that her long nails are firmly inserted into Fiona's flesh, almost piercing her tender skin .

"You're very welcome, but only with your mother's permission," she said, smiling kindly.

Fiona bowed her head in silence.

They went to the door and joined Ethelred who was waiting there.

Ethelred lifted Fiona into his arms, touched her forehead affectionately, and put her lace hat on her head.

"Oh, cute little princess, you kept me waiting for a long time."

Fiona sat on Ethelred's arms, wrapped her arms around his neck, and smiled.

"Sorry, Father."

Ethelred smiled and looked at the Black couple who saw them off at the door, and said heartily: "Goodbye, Palux, Irma, and look forward to our wonderful vacation in Brazil together."

Cordelia shook her head and smiled helplessly at Mrs. Black.

The Shafiqs used Apparition.

After the world turned upside down, Riddle followed the family of three back to Shafiq Mansion.

Gedian opened the door, bowed respectfully, and welcomed the hosts home.

After they entered, the jet-black door engraved with the Shafiq family crest slowly closed.

41. Raiders No.40 One step of magic power, a riot

In the hall, Cordelia took off her gloves and hat and handed it to Gedian, while taking a silver collar from him. Beside her, Fiona knelt on the ground skillfully and calmly.

Under the gaze of Riddle's slightly wide-open eyes, Cordelia put the collar around Fiona's neck, tied her up like a dog, and gave her a slap, slapping her. Staggered and fell to the ground.

She didn't even hum, and got up quietly.

Ethelred walked in directly, as if he didn't see this scene, he stepped on the stairs and went upstairs.

Cordelia snorted coldly, and ordered: "Go to the cellar and kneel first."

"Yes, Mother," Fiona said softly.

Amid the crisp sound of chains colliding, she crawled on the ground like an animal, her soft blond hair fell to the floor, covered in dust.

Riddle's hand slowly clenched into a fist.

Seeing that Cordelia had also gone upstairs, Gedian, who probed his head, quickly closed the cellar door and looked at Fiona distressedly.

"The mistress is gone, Miss Fiona, please sit down for a while, Gedian will help you watch, I will remind you when the mistress goes downstairs."

The ground of the cellar is hard rough stone, and the temperature is also very low. Fiona is wearing a thin dress, but her lips have turned white after a while, and her forehead is covered with cold sweat.

She shook her head slightly, "Mother will check the scar."

Gedian touched his ears shyly, as if recalling the scene of being punished, he twisted his fingers.

It muttered: "Then... that Gedian is going to prepare dinner."

Fiona watched the house-elf disappear from the cellar, and looked down, her face buried in the shadow of her hair, unable to make out her expression.

Riddle was standing next to her at first, but when she couldn't support herself and began to tremble all over, he couldn't help but knelt down on one knee and half squatted beside her.

Drop by drop of water droplets bursting on the ground, it should be sweat