[HP] I won't do this Dark Lord

Very disappointing expectations.

At the same time, there is also a little anxiety.

There is no way to impress her like this, what else can I do?

"But," Fiona went on, "it doesn't fit."

"Not for you?" Riddle raised his eyebrows lightly.

Where is it not suitable?He fully considered that she had never experienced a normal family environment, and felt lonely because she couldn't return home, so he purposely found this clean place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, indifferent to the world, to create the warmth of home and a sense of belonging for her, isn't it suitable?

Really hard to serve.Riddle was upset.

Fiona shook her head, stood on the steps and looked directly at Riddle, "It's not suitable for you."

Riddle didn't try to spin a lie that would be easily debunked.

"In fact, because of you, I have accepted a lot of things that are not suitable for me." He tactfully defended himself.

"I like it here, Tom, and I like you," Fiona said softly.

His eyes flickered slightly, and Riddle wondered why she could always say such words so straightforwardly.

He softened his voice, "Of course, me too."

"I don't doubt this. However, you who pursue eternal life and have great ambitions, will you stay here with me for the rest of your long life?" Before Riddle could speak, Fiona answered by herself: "No , of course you won't."

The eyes and decisive tone that seemed to understand all his careful thoughts made Riddle feel a little unhappy. He suppressed his emotions and asked: "Do you want us to stay here forever and be a pair of hermits who waste time?"

"Just like I know your answer, you also know mine. We all know that the fireworks on the stove and the lake outside the door can only be used as a temporary fresh pastime. Whether we like it or not, it doesn't matter to us. It doesn't make much sense."

"You want to say that in the past two months, we—you and I—have been playing a role of coordinating with each other, playing on the spot?" Riddle slightly raised his volume.

Blinking her eyes in astonishment, Fiona gave him a comforting smile, "I told you, I don't deny your intentions. You're just—too shrewd, too good at getting the most out of the least effort. If you are a businessman, you are undoubtedly the best. You give me what you disdain - such as a boring life that is 'wasting time' to you, and you expect me to give me what is scarce and precious. Give you something in return—my touch, and love? I dare not do such a dangerous transaction."

Riddle was furious, but his voice was suppressed softly, and he said slowly, "Do you think everything I have done for you in these two months is cheap?"

"At least the value of what you want is not equal," Fiona said without euphemism, "I didn't deny your dedication, nor did I accuse you of being cunning, I know this is your nature, so you don't have to Annoyed."

"If this is your way of comforting, I suggest you improve your skills in this area."

Fiona put away all the smiles on her face, her eyes were light, "I also have no experience in quarrels, do you want to quarrel with me?"

"..." Riddle lowered his anger and said calmly, "Is there anything else? You continue."

After a pause, Fiona gave Riddle a subtle look, and then said: "After you get what you want, what do you do with it? Lock it in the treasure vault of Gringotts? Put it close to your body and carry it with you." ? Or, after playing with it strangely for a period of time, you lose interest and throw it in the corner and let it rot?"

It is a good choice to make a Horcrux.Riddle sneered in his heart.

Fiona raised her hand and tapped Riddle's heart lightly with her index finger, "Here lies the weakest cowardice." Then she withdrew her hand and tapped her heart, "This is the same."

When the thin white finger touched his chest, maybe it was an illusion, Riddle felt his heart stop beating as if he lost its rhythm.

He looked at Fiona, and Fiona looked back at him, calm and slightly relaxed.

"Tom, you dare not bet, and I dare not bet. There is only so much that two cowards can come up with, so,"

She pressed the cloth covering the key with her hand, gently and reassuringly - she didn't know whether to whisper to him or herself, "Stop it, so far, what you got is enough."

"Ding."

The familiar reminder sounded, and Riddle's body and mind seemed to be frozen instantly.

Really want to usher in the last chance?

"Add 1 to the favorability of the target, and the current favorability is 91."

"..."

For a few seconds, Riddle wondered if he was hallucinating from his reluctance to accept reality.

He blinked slowly, and Fiona on the opposite side was still pressing the position between her collarbones, tilting her head with her face up.

"Can we go?" She asked nonchalantly.

What the hell does this mean?

The increase in favorability did not bring any joy. After escaping from the resignation and fear of the retracement, Riddle fell into a cloud of confusion.

The determination shown by Fiona runs counter to the changes in her favorability. Is this another new trick she prepared for him?

What are you trying to test him this time?

"You are so stupid that I want to jump out of your body immediately." The system said.

55. Five-step strategy applause, let's fight

"...Have you heard? The 'Saints' gathered in the Soviet Union..."

"The latest issue of the "Daily Prophet" said that Grindelwald also appeared..."

"Don't the Muggles happen to be fighting over there too?"

"I heard from my cousin in Armstrong that now Germany and the Soviet Union are fighting fiercely, and many Muggle-born wizards in the school have dropped out..."

"...Why has Professor Dippet been substituting for the Transfiguration class recently? Where is Professor Dumbledore?"

"who knows……"

"...the perfume I usually use is out of stock..."

"The price of silk in the Tuofan clothing store has risen absurdly..."

"It is said that the source of the raw materials is also at war."

"It's so annoying, have all the Muggles all over the world made an appointment to fight together..."

"... Tom, what do you think?"

Pulling back his distracted attention, Riddle cut off the trivial conversations that drifted into his ears, his expression of attentive listening did not fluctuate at all, and it was completely impossible to see that he was actually distracted all the time.

He smiled at Slughorn who turned his head to look at him, "I think Minister Spencer-Monn's decision is very wise. Since Grindelwald actively participated in the disputes among Muggles, we should also actively participate in the disputes between Muggles." British Muggle government liaison."

Riddle spoke frankly and calmly, his tone was neither eager to express his high-pitched voice, nor did he evade vaguely because of lack of confidence. Most of the time his eyes fell on Slughorn, the host of the banquet, and occasionally he politely Make eye contact with another middle-aged man next to him.

He continued unhurriedly: "Although there is no evidence to prove whether Grindelwald was involved in the German air raid on the United Kingdom, it is always unrealistic to expect thieves to pass by the orchard without breaking in. It is still necessary for the owner to pull up the fence himself." Just be vigilant and watchful. Let me remind you that Grindelwald's expansion of power has not touched the United Kingdom for the time being, which does not mean that we have no opportunists who secretly approached the past."

Nodding his head approvingly, Slughorn praised without concealing his appreciation: "I knew that among the students in the whole school, no, even if you were put into the Ministry of Magic, there are not many people who can have the accuracy and uniqueness like you. opinion."

Shaking his head humbly, Riddle said to the man next to Slughorn with a smile: "Don't say these things that will make me get off the stage, Professor, Mr. Wilkes will not say anything for your sake, but he will certainly do so in his heart." Make fun of me."

The male wizard wearing a silk top hat smiled heartily: "Horace is right, you are indeed better than those in the Ministry of Magic who only play tricks on the "Daily Prophet" and pretend to read official documents on the gossip page. The players have more brains——Horace, if you train more outstanding students like Riddle in your club, instead of those idiots who are still worrying about whether the Quidditch World Cup will be held this year , you have already become the most sought after wizard."

"If good seedlings were everywhere, there would be no need for farmers." Slughorn said triumphantly, rubbing his round belly. "Instead of mocking me, shouldn't you toast me? I am I have prepared a good subordinate for you who will never read newspapers during working hours."

"Then you'd have to open a bottle of Burgundy to be worthy of this toast."

"Cunning politician, trying to trick me into drinking..."

Seeing that the two changed the subject and began to chat, Riddle found an excuse to leave, just in time to see Yardley and a girl from Ravenclaw finished dancing and came down.

"You and Crianna broke up?" Riddle asked casually while taking a glass of champagne.

Watching the girl return to his friends, Yardley smiled and winked at Riddle, "Of course not, our relationship is so good that you are jealous."

Riddle declined to comment for this statement.

Yardley should be glad it wasn't Fiona standing here, otherwise his breakup would be a fact tomorrow.

"Oh, no, I was wrong," Yardley corrected. "You're sure you won't be jealous of us, after all you and Fiona got close all summer long."

He grinned and made a flattering expression, "So where did you go?"

Sometimes Riddle really wanted to cut open Yardley's head to see what was inside, and he was still probing the question two months after school started, as if he had left everything useful when he was born cutting the umbilical cord. in the placenta, stay