[Comprehensive British and American] Guide for wizards to eat and wait to die

Emma looked back but saw no one.

"Who?"

A voice that appeared inexplicably on the deserted island. . .This is not a good sign. . .

isolated island. . .Horror! ?

Emma suddenly felt a layer of goose bumps on her body.This day can't be passed, survival on an isolated island is so difficult, and she has to be shocked from time to time. . .

Maybe it was because she was too lonely on the isolated island to have this illusion.Well, if you count the old bald man who can only jaw and speak no more than five words every day, it can barely count as two people.

"what are you thinking about?"

The familiar voice appeared again, but like last time, Emma still didn't see anyone when she turned around.

Auditory hallucinations, this is really an auditory hallucination!

Emma didn't dare to stay here any longer, she threw herself into the sea with a harpoon.

Fortunately, there are shallow seas near this beach, and her passing swimming skills are more than enough here.

Although she managed to overcome the refraction of light and caught two fish in one day (how can this colorful tropical fish really be eaten?), she was faced with a more serious problem.

Because she lived inland for a long time in her previous life, she rarely saw the ocean.And most of the time in this life was spent in Hogwarts, which made her completely ignore one thing——

She can get sunburned.

Although she deliberately stayed away from going into the sea on a sunny day, the invisible killer ultraviolet rays did not intend to let her go.

However, she didn't feel it when she was splashing in the shallow sea, and she didn't feel the burning pain until she returned to the shore to put on her clothes.

Is this how the revolutionary martyrs felt when they were skinned by the reactionaries?A sublime sense of admiration suddenly filled her chest.

Hey, it turns out that this article is not about the reform and opening up next door.

However, the shock she received today was far more than that. When she returned to her camp, she found that Voldemort had returned long ago.Not only that, but at the speed of light, he also set up a perfectly symmetrical big tent that can only be built by obsessive-compulsive disorder patients, and built a beautiful stone fire with blazing flames.

"This... you piled this up?" Emma felt that the two skinny tropical fish and her poor little tent looked very shabby at this moment.

"Hmm," Voldemort lazily agreed.

It doesn't make sense. . .How did this guy transform from a semi-disabled life into a big touch of survival in just one day?This unscientific! ! !

Probably because the expression on her face was too frightening, Voldemort finally decided to show mercy and explain to her.

"I have help"

Emma nodded, this sounds convincing, um. . .

wait?How can there be any help on this deserted island?

Could it be the voice she heard last time?

"Your helper is very powerful..." Emma laughed twice.

"Hmm." Voldemort directly picked up a smashed coconut next to him and drank it.

Why did she suddenly feel that his life was very comfortable? ? ?

Emma didn't bother to worry about it, she also walked to the fire.Although the basic temperature on the island is not low, the temperature difference between day and night is still a bit overwhelming.

Emma chose a dry place to sit down, but she heard a hoarse voice just as she sat down.

"Hiss—you sat on my tail!"

"Sorry, sorry," Emma apologized reflexively.But then she reacted immediately.

"who is it!?"

Emma immediately stood up and looked around suspiciously.

It was only at this time that she realized that what was next to the fire was not a stone at all, but snakes of various sizes coiled in a circle.

They all looked up at her now.

"Ah----" Even though she wasn't afraid of snakes, the number still scared her.Without thinking, she ran to Voldemort and hugged him.

Although it was only for a moment, Emma still felt that his body temperature was slightly lower than normal.

Could it be that he became a cold-blooded animal because he was reborn once?

"What do you think you're doing?"

Voldemort's voice brought her back to reality, and Emma threw him away as if she had been burned.

Yes, even without magic, he is far more dangerous than these snakes. . .

Not intending to wait for her to answer, Voldemort took over the conversation himself.

"Are you a Parseltongue?"

"Uh, sort of..."

His squinting expression made her shudder, and Emma felt that the base temperature seemed to drop a few degrees, but his next question immediately made her furious.

"what's your name?"

"Wait, are you serious?" Emma's current mood is not a complicated one that can be described.She stood up and looked down at him from a relatively high place for the first time, "The two of us have been trapped for almost a week, and you were still eating and drinking at my place a few days ago. But until today I exposed that I am a Parseltongue you That’s why you think it’s necessary for you to know my name? Why? I was an insignificant passer-by before, right?”

Perhaps because he had never been treated like this before, Voldemort's face flushed red at a speed visible to the naked eye.Emma suspected that he might be angry.But he didn't speak for a long time and suddenly made her think of various cardiovascular diseases that people may have after getting old, and the faint blood vessels on his neck gave her an ominous premonition. . .

The hero does not suffer from immediate losses, Emma immediately apologized with a correct attitude.

"I was wrong, it's okay if I was wrong!"

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Voldemort has been in a very bad mood these days.

He is the most frightening person in the wizarding world. Who would have thought that he would be trapped on an isolated island with a little girl?

Obviously, it could be solved by waving a magic wand, but he couldn't find the magic field.

Damn Muggle world!

It took him a few days to explore almost the entire island, and finally he desperately admitted the fact that there is no magic in this world.

Voldemort knew very well that he had come to another world, but what he didn't understand was when Avada had this power.

He just used a tried and tested Avada on that girl, and came here as soon as he opened his eyes.

Even if Avada has the power to travel through time and space, he is also a spellcaster.And the girl didn't show any signs of resistance at the time, and he had no reason to be trapped here with her.

Fortunately, she is not too useless, and her survivability has passed the test.He reluctantly turned a blind eye to her rudeness.

The great Dark Lord occasionally possesses the virtue of forgiveness.

There are a lot of snakes living on the island, which also gives him a place to display his abilities. He won't do it himself like her, he just needs to win them over a little bit. . .

Soon the little snakes helped him pitch the tent and light the fire.He sat by the fire, feeling content for the first time in days.

He wants to tell her with his strength that he is not some old devil king with no viability. (That's right, he could clearly hear the words she howled secretly on the island)

She finally came back near dusk, and although the tropical fish she was holding didn't look delicious, he was happy to finally be able to eat a little meat.

When they all sat down, he was surprised to find that she was also Parseltongue.

He originally thought that he was the only descendant of Slytherin, but he didn't expect that the girl in front of him seemed to have this kind of talent, which aroused his interest in talking.

Everything was going smoothly, yet he didn't know why she was so angry at something so honorable as being asked by the Dark Lord for her name.

"The two of us have been trapped for almost a week. You were still eating and drinking at my place a few days ago. But you didn't think you needed to know my name until today when I exposed that I was a Parseltongue? What? Before I Is it an insignificant passer-by?"

She stood up and looked down at him, and he suddenly felt an unknown fire welling up in his heart.

Who does she think she is?Even Dumbledore wanted to give him three points, what qualifications did she think she had to dare to treat him like this?

His hand subconsciously touched his waist, but suddenly realized that he couldn't cast the spell.

damn it!

As if noticing his anger, she quickly softened her voice: "I was wrong, it's okay if I was wrong, don't be angry with me..."

Hmph, she still has a little self-knowledge.

"After all, people's cardiovascular system is very fragile when they reach a certain age"

The girl looked at him sincerely.

she!

How dare!

No, no, no!He is going to die of anger!

calm!Be calm!It would do him no good to kill her now.

Although the expression of this body has decreased a lot after rebirth, he is sure that his wrinkles will be exasperated.

"Oh, by the way, my name is Emma Lyon"

The girl held out her hand to him.

Emma Lyon, this name sounds a little familiar. . .

Voldemort rubbed his chin, aha, isn't she the child with outstanding talent in black magic!And I heard that half of the pure-blood noble families in the wizarding world have had financial ties with the Lyon family, and the story of their family is quite mysterious, so he also let Little Barty pay attention to her.

But he really didn't know that she was also a Parseltongue.

Well, she is worth being used now.

What a ninja can't bear can make a big deal. Didn't he also receive a lot of different treatment from Dumbledore at Hogwarts back then?Now she's just a child, far from being as wily as Dumbledore.As long as it takes time, he will definitely be able to win the support of the Lyon family.

He thought for a moment, then took her hand, and smiled.

"I see"

However, her expression seemed to be frightened, and he raised his eyebrows. (Oh, he almost forgot he didn't have eyebrows)

Her voice trembled a little after seeing his reaction.

"You, are you okay? Are your facial muscles spasming?"