[HP] Blast! Word Small Universe

Voldemort turned around, Jane couldn't see the expression on his face clearly due to the backlight, but could only see those blood-red eyes falling on her, with a rare calmness without any malice.He said to her: "There are many stories here, but I don't think you are interested in knowing them. However, this does not prevent you from living here."

Jane was startled and her eyes widened.Looking around, the old and dilapidated look wondered if Voldemort was playing a joke on her.But she didn't see any superfluous expressions on Voldemort's face, as if he was stating something very common.So much so that Jane's voice became sharp and out of tune: "You let me live here?"

"There's nothing wrong here, I just need you to clean it." Voldemort finally smiled, but it didn't make Jane feel the slightest comfort, "But I'm sorry, your wand can't return to your side for the time being, so you just Can be cleaned by hand."

Jane stared fiercely at Voldemort, feeling that even if she hadn't been beaten to death because of Snape's incident, sooner or later she would die under Voldemort's inexplicable torture.

"Of course, you don't live here today. I think you may need a few people to help you." Voldemort said, "There are still some things."

He seemed to like the way Jane became gritting her teeth, as the smile on his face deepened a little.Voldemort held out his hand, as he had done when they had come, and waited for Jane to place hers in his.

If it wasn't for strength, she really wanted to kick him out of the window on the second floor.But in the end, she could only grind her teeth, and put her hand in his palm angrily.

After a twist, the two returned to Malfoy Manor.

This trip was secret, and no one knew about it, just like no one knew that Jane lived in Voldemort's childhood room a week later.

But Voldemort didn't treat her badly after all, because when she officially moved into the orphanage, the house had been completely renovated.The room was still gray, but the windows were clean.The iron fence in front of the house has been repainted, and the weeds in the yard are gone.The first floor of the house is empty but dust free and the draperies have been replaced.The stairs to the second floor have been rebound and even waxed.The corridor on the second floor is covered with a red carpet, and the number of rooms has changed from the original twenty to four or five.Although there is nothing in each room, the rooms are clean, even the walls are white.She walked to the innermost room. The small single bed was still there, as was the wardrobe, but the room was seven or eight times bigger than before.Looking at it this way, the room was empty, cold, and lifeless.

Although everything has changed for the better, Jane still doesn't like living here, because she smells the bloody smell left in this room.It seemed that something unpleasant had just happened here before she came.But she has no choice but to live here.

Before she came, Voldemort gave her back the suitcase she had been leaving under the bed at Hogwarts.It contained everything needed for use, and when she was sorting out the box, she found that there were also black tea and bread inside.Voldemort should have thrown it in for her, because she would never have thrown food into the box herself.

She took out a new set of quilts and spread them on the bed.Then he took out a pair of slippers and some clothes.She opened the shabby little wardrobe and wanted to put her own clothes in, but was surprised to find that there was a set of black wizard robes inside.

This set of wizard robes is very wide and large, and it is obviously not prepared for her.Suddenly, Jane felt a burnt iron roll from her mouth into her stomach, causing cold sweat to break out on her forehead.She tossed the clothes back as if on fire, and slammed the closet door shut as if to shut out some horrible thought.Shaking slightly, she stuffed the clothes back into the suitcase extremely quickly, and stuffed the suitcase under the bed.

The discovery of the wizard's robe made her sleepless, and in the end she even took out the suitcase from under the bed, rolled up the laid quilt, and ran to another room.Even if there is no bed, she would rather sleep on the floor!

With this uneasiness in mind, Jane stayed two days in this house.Until the third night came, she began to wonder if she had thought too much, maybe that robe was for her, not Voldemort's.Maybe the person who prepared the dress didn't know her figure, so they bought it a little bigger?

But Jane didn't have any expectations for this kind of fluke after all, because she still remembered that the texture of the robe was as smooth as silk, and it was the same material that Voldemort wore.But no matter what, she hoped that Voldemort didn't have any other ideas about her other than being a prisoner, otherwise she didn't know how she should face this horrible situation.

It wasn't until the fourth day that Jane finally ran out of dry food in the box.Voldemort appeared in the evening.

When he appeared, Jane had been hungry all day, and her stomach was rumbling, and she had only drank a cup of black tea.

"It seems that the room does not satisfy you, or you have a habit of sleeping on the floor." Voldemort glanced at Jane's quilt spread in the corner, and said meaningfully, "I guess your habit will make you and Najib Ni will have a lot of common language, but I am sorry that she did not come today."

Jane pursed her lips and said nothing, she looked a little tense, like a stone statue.

Voldemort didn't seem to care that she looked like a formidable enemy, he just turned and left the room.

Jane felt an invisible force pushing her forward, making her follow Voldemort.

They went to the second floor, and there was a long black marble table in the living room.Black chairs are placed on either side of the table.On the table is a candlestick with three candles, with white candles burning on it.The warm yellow candlelight made the originally empty room a little warmer and more angry.

Voldemort sat at the other end of the table without speaking.

Jane sat obediently on another chair, with her head bowed.

A set of silver tableware appeared on the table, followed by a patterned silver plate, a golden goblet, and two other silver plates.Before Jane could react, a steak appeared on the empty plate.Bread, salad, and pudding emerged from several other plates.There is red wine in the golden goblet.

Maybe it was because she hadn't eaten for a day and was hungry, but at this moment Jane didn't care whether Voldemort was harboring any treacherous thoughts, she picked up the tableware and ate heartily.

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