[Comprehensive English and American] Every live broadcast wants my life

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Fortunately, Voldemort quickly lost interest in me and Draco, and he freed Draco to 'get the hell out' of the bedroom.

"Concentrate on completing your task and worry less about other things." He gave Draco a sideways look, "Stop thinking about other things."

Voldemort saw through Draco's hesitant footsteps before leaving. He began to mock Draco from the moment they met, scolded until the end, and even stabbed Draco in the heart.

"Don't overestimate yourself."

I clearly saw that after Voldemort finished speaking, Draco's back shook, and then he shook his hands again and again.I could see that Draco wanted to fight back against Voldemort, the back of his hand holding the wand was protruding, and I always felt that the next second he would turn around and cast a killing curse on Voldemort.

I can see it, Voldemort can see it naturally, I saw him staring at Draco's right hand holding the wand with his scarlet eyes with great interest, holding the wand in his hand with his thin lips, waiting for Draco to move .

"Draco!" I reminded him nervously, my voice trembling.

I don't have a wand, and if he gets enraged and wants to fight back, I can't help him at all, and I might even end up being shot by Voldemort for trying to distract myself from helping me. This is not Hogwarts, this is not a duel.

Draco is not Harry, and he can't enjoy Voldemort's "gentleman's duel etiquette". Who would wait for him to turn around with his cloak in hand, walk three steps and count down three times before turning around and making moves?

I could even read the expression on Voldemort's face.

He's waiting for Draco to snap back.

Hearing my voice, Draco's back tensed suddenly, and the silky wizard robe was close to his body. He has lost a lot of weight recently, and the wizard robe that clings to his back is under his tense body movement. The shoulder blades accentuate Draco's back, thin.

Who would have thought that not long ago, this blond boy would confess his love to me with a blushing face, and who would have thought that this wizard robe that set off his thin body, not long ago, was still covered with golden sunlight.

He didn't let go of his grip on the wand, and he couldn't hear the sound of breathing, but it could be seen from behind Draco that he did take a deep breath as if he had made up his mind, pushed open the door and walked out.

After Draco left, the heavy door closed slowly due to no external force, and a long silver-green figure rushed in through the gap the moment the door was closed, and jumped to me. in front of.

An inverted triangle face with scarlet eyes like Tom's suddenly appeared in front of me, and together with it, a puff of fishy and wet gas came from its mouth that was spitting out red letters.

It's Nagini!

"Ah—!" I screamed in fright, and kept stepping back.

It smells bad, and the body and face covered with smooth scales is the most disgusting combination for me. The gaps between the scales make me dizzy and have a headache. I take a step back, and it takes a step forward.

I took several steps back, and it also moved several steps forward. I don’t know if I was so fascinated by observing human expressions, that I could see it from Nagini’s eyes looking at me. Curiosity' and 'intimacy' mean.

'What is it curious about?And why are you so close to me? ’ I must have lost my head thinking about things like this while stepping back.

But since he drove Draco out, Voldemort seemed to have done everything he wanted to do, and stood by without saying a word, watching me back away from Nagini's fright, as if admiring the farce.

Until my left foot stepped on the heel of my right foot when I was going backwards, I fell back and fell in the direction of Voldemort behind me.

"Tom!" I called out his name, but the moment I fell down, I saw Voldemort, who was behind me and could catch me, dodge and leave behind me.

What is this operation?

'This also means that he likes me?His jealousy and admiration are all illusions caused by me being too sleepy, right? '

I was stunned for a moment, and I quickly closed my eyes when these words flashed in my heart. Just when I thought I was about to fall to the ground, a gust of wind brushed my cheeks in front of me, and I was touched by something like the touch of an arm behind me. Catch me and avoid my fall.

'Is it Tom? '

I nervously opened one eye and looked back to the right, but I didn't need to turn my head to see Voldemort who I thought was following me behind him. He stood aside calmly, watching me fall indifferently Yang looked stupid, as if he was watching a clown show that made him laugh.

But the performance was not funny, and he even wanted to refund the ticket.

'Then who's behind me?Who caught me? 'I only had time to ask questions, but I didn't have time to turn my head to see who was supporting me behind me, I just heard Voldemort's thin lips lightly parted after watching enough drama.

"Nagini, go away."

In a voice without a trace of emotion, he gave orders indifferently.

Following his instructions, the arm-like feeling behind me suddenly disappeared, and the strong wind suddenly disappeared from behind me with the sound of rubbing against the ground, and moved to the edge of Voldemort's robe.

Looking into Nagini's eyes, I fell backwards without warning, and countless thoughts flashed through my mind the second I fell and made contact with the ground.

'It's a long life, and I actually saw the grievance and concern from the face of a snake? '

as well as.

'He really doesn't like me, it's all an illusion! '

How can a man let the snake who catches the girl leave immediately when he sees the girl he likes is about to fall, if there is, then he deserves to be single and deserves not to have a girlfriend.

**

I sat on the corner of the bed rubbing my sore buttocks and shoulders. Voldemort didn't leave the bedroom. He took a book from the bed and went straight to the only chair in the room. He sat down and opened one of the bookmarks. Page, so naturally watching me while reading.

That book was very thick, and it was the one I saw in his hand when I woke up in this room for the first time.

According to my memory, the reading progress of this book has increased by about one-fifth compared with the last time I saw him. It seems that he has been reading these days, but Draco said that he has been in my book for at least two days. Be by your side.

This book is by my bed again.

Could it be that Voldemort had been reading this book in this bedroom before Draco came?And, just sitting by my bed?

The hairs on my body trembled because of such speculation, but I didn't say this question out of my mouth.After all, he didn't seem to want to talk to me at all. After humiliating Draco and falling down, he didn't reply to any of my questions except sitting there reading.

'Are you hungry?What do you want to eat, I just woke up, can I cook you some of your favorite meals? 'I haven't forgotten that the reason why I can stay is to use the cooking system to be Voldemort's cook, but he ignores me.

"Shh-"

The book turned a page.

The aggrieved Nagini slid a step closer to me secretly.

'What are you doing away these two days?Could it be related to your appearance?It can't be because I was taken aback by your appearance before, hahaha..." I laughed dryly and had nothing to say.

But as if I had no brains, I found out what a stupid 'topic' I had found when I spoke out, satirizing the appearance of the Dark Lord, I am afraid I am the number one wizard in the ages.

Just as I carefully raised my eyes to see if his hand with the jeweled ring moved, if he was going to take the wand on the armrest of the chair in the next second, and cast a 'all petrification' on me, I saw him pinching The hand on the page does move.

"Shh-"

The book turned another page.

He still ignored me.

And Nagini, who was frowning inexplicably and had aggrieved eyes, slid closer towards me secretly.

I want to go back, but can't.Behind me was the bed, and I was sitting on the corner of the bed. I could only look at Nagini nervously, glanced at the master who was high above me, and then took a step towards me. Just stronger.

'When are you going to go back to bed? 'I questioned Voldemort again, firstly to make up for the embarrassment of finding a topic just now, and secondly because I wanted to take the opportunity to get away from Nagini's approach.

I don't know why a snake that I hate so much has such a strong dependence and curiosity on me. Obviously, except for the side in 1938, we don't have much intersection.

The time I went back in 1939, it wasn't even in the hotel room, it was just a Horcrux to me, a vessel that held a part of Voldemort's life.

In addition, if I have to give it some more definitions.

It can only be: nasty, horrible, disgusting, ugly.

I can't find any reason to like it in it, and it's even more difficult to imagine what happened in those years that would make it show such trust and intimacy to me.

Even though Voldemort had clearly told it not to approach, it still dared to resist his order, preferring to disobey such a terrible master and try to get closer to me.

I don't think I will change my mind about it the next time I travel back. After all, if it weren't for the wand not being in my hands, I'm afraid I would have cast a curse on it. If I go back to the past, I will definitely seize every opportunity , every opportunity to kill it, dispose of it.

Looking at its 'pure and innocent' face and its intimacy, which didn't match its body shape at all, I thought about how to kill it, if there was a chance.

If you have a chance.

Unexpectedly, it was probably because I was too preoccupied.He kept talking before, but now he suddenly shut up and watched Nagini showing a faint disgusted expression, which attracted the attention of Voldemort who was reading a book.

A heavy book suddenly fell in front of me, blocking the distance between me and Nagini.

I took a closer look, isn't the book on the ground the same one that Voldemort just read?

"Nagini, stay away from her." Voldemort snorted coldly, and glanced at my forehead, feeling chilly.

"She hates you, don't you see that?"

was found!My killing intent and thoughts!

I looked up sharply at Voldemort, but something more important than his disappointed expression caught my attention.

In his waist pocket, as if because of his sitting posture, a slender thing hidden deep in the pocket showed a sharp corner, and I could see what it was at a glance.

Wand!

my wand!

The author has something to say: Little Tom notes orphans, wow, today is also a double-day update.

——It feels like the brain cells are dead hahaha (hiccup)