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

Although the age-related issues caused the two to break up unhappy, Emma still feels very comfortable floating in the shallow sea on a small raft these days.

After stepping on Voldemort's minefield several times, Emma had a faint premonition.

He won't do anything to her.

At least not on a desert island.

With this feeling, the two get along a lot more casually (well, one-sided), and Emma sometimes even tells two jokes with Voldemort.

"Do you know the difference between falling from the first floor of Hogwarts and falling from the Astronomy Tower?"

"The latter will use the floating spell?"

"No. The former is '啦----啊啊啊', and the latter is '啊啊啊----啪', isn't it interesting?"

Voldemort wasn't smiling, he was persistent.

"So why not use the Levitation Charm?"

Emma sighed, wondering how his lack of humor had attracted so many people to him. . .

"Because the person who fell behind is a scumbag, and he failed the charm class"

"Oh"

The generation gap really is. . .Forget it, next topic.

"I've been thinking for the past few days... Now that survival is no longer an issue, maybe we should start calling for help"

"How to ask for help?"

Voldemort was clearly more interested in this question.

"I don't know. Put an SOS on the ground? Maybe it can be captured by aerial photography, but it would be embarrassing if it can't be captured. And we don't have anything that is particularly reflective, eh! We have it!"

Emma took out a gold coin from her pocket.

This is the only thing in her pocket after she traveled, and it was because of this gold coin that she was teleported before she traveled.She vaguely felt that all of this was a conspiracy of this gold coin.

Maybe when she goes back, the title of her bestseller should be changed from "What Voldemort and I Had to Tell" to "A Bloody Murder Over a Gold Coin".

Well, that's it.

"Where did you get this gold coin?"

Voldemort became agitated rarely, and he took the gold coin from Emma's hand and observed it carefully.

"This gold coin was given to me by my grandfather. Do you remember the day we crossed? I just took it with me that day"

"I'm not asking about this, it has magic waves"

!!!

Emma had to admit that Voldemort was right. Although its magic power fluctuated very little, it was indeed the only magical item in the world.

"This proves that the world is also magical..."

A curious grin spread across Voldemort's flat face.

"So this shows that it is possible for us to go back!?"

Emma was so happy that she almost jumped up, it really is a road that never ends!

"If we can find many magical items like it, then I can create a magic field. Yes, it is possible to return to the magical world"

Although Voldemort's laughter was weirder than his, Emma couldn't restrain the excitement in her heart and laughed with him.

"I'm about to become a best-selling author in the wizarding world hahahaha----"

It was a good thing Voldemort didn't ask her what her bestseller was called, and their high spirits lasted well into the night.

They burned a lot of wood and used the smoke as a distress signal, but no ships found them.

"Forget it, let's continue tomorrow. Sooner or later someone will find us"

Even though she said so, Emma still couldn't help but feel a little fear in her heart, what if no ship ever finds them, what if it takes them more than 20 years to act in a certain movie and wait for others, what if. . .

And that's a good thing in case it happens!

Emma suddenly reacted.

Now Voldemort is trapped on an isolated island with her, which is a good thing for the wizarding world.

Although she doesn't have any lofty and saving feelings for the wizarding world, the only thing she thinks about now is to be remembered as the hero who destroyed Voldemort after death.

She lived great and died gloriously!

"Are you planning how to kill me again? Let me think about it, trapped to death on an isolated island with me?"

Voldemort's voice suddenly rang out from her ears, which made her bounce off the ground with a conditioned reflex.

"Hey hey, how can it be? I'm planning how we can be rescued." Emma walked to the other side of the fire silently while smiling apologetically.

"You're lucky, I promised not to argue with you." Voldemort snorted coldly, and sat down cross-legged.

"Yes, yes, thanks to your large number of adults, otherwise I wouldn't survive a day"

Emma agreed casually, and then found a comfortable position to lean against the woodpile.

"Yes, if you were in the wizarding world, you would have died long ago." Voldemort gave her a meaningful look.

However, Emma, ​​who had already seen through his paper tiger nature, was not frightened, she just made a muffled nasal sound to show her approval.

She never forgot that he wanted to kill her the first time they met.

But today Voldemort seemed to be in an unusually good mood, he even ignored her bad attitude and began to lie on the ground and look up at the starry sky.

"Look at the stars tonight"

"Yeah." But she wasn't interested.

"They don't talk, they don't hug, they don't even know each other at all. They look at each other, like stars in the night sky millions of light-years apart, living only by each other's gaze"

""Les Miserables"?" This was completely out of Emma's expectation. She always thought that a crazy Muggle hater like Voldemort would not know anything about the Muggle world at all.

"Hmm..." Voldemort looked at her now as if he was looking at a fool, "Of course I did."

"But you're not..."

"I used to live in the Muggle world"

"Huh?" So he still has such a past?

"That was a long time ago." He sighed.

"Let's hear it~" Emma's curiosity had already begun to swell.

"You want to know?"

He cast a sharp look at her, and Emma nodded bravely although she was a little apprehensive in her heart.

"Since you want to know so much...then I won't talk about it, you go to bed early"

Ok? ? ?

Voldemort stood up from the ground, patted his robes, and went straight back to the tent without looking back.Emma was left alone by the fire with a dazed expression on her face.

It took her a while to realize that she had been placed in a row.

Old bald man, you take jujube pills!

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As a result, before Voldemort had any accidents, Emma fell down first.

Due to the strong sea wind a few days ago, she was fine and often jumped into the sea.After several rounds of alternating hot and cold, she caught a cold.

Although he often wanted to share the joys and sorrows with Voldemort and share a common cold, seeing her these days was like seeing the plague god.As far away as possible, I wish I could isolate her to another island.

But it was the first time she knew that he had such a frightened expression.

She's proud to scare him, eh.

However, Emma, ​​who was scared by the cold this time, did not dare to dance around the island. Because she was bored, she began to study and improve her barbecue skills.

By the time she's almost recovered from her illness, she'll probably have unlocked the Grill Master achievement.

Yes, that was evident from the way Voldemort looked surprised and didn't know what to say.

Now their daily life on the desert island is to survive, ask for help, and BBQ.

"Come on, try it, I think this kind of patterned crab is better than the white one from last time"

Emma pulled back the crab's shell and handed it to Voldemort.

"Well, indeed. But the obviously white meat tastes better"

Perhaps he also unlocked the advanced achievement for the eater?

"Yes, but last time I baked the white ones less well than this time, maybe it's because the heat of the roasting is different... What's wrong with you?"

Emma knew that she was doing a good job of grilling crabs now, but it didn't make sense for Voldemort to have such an expression.He stared blankly into the distance, his hands trembled slightly, and his jaw opened unconsciously, with no tendency to retract it at all.

This crab is poisonous!

This was Emma's first reaction.But she immediately denied this statement when she thought that she had eaten it too.

What happened to him?Isn't it stupid?

Although they don't spend much time together, he often has some inexplicable actions.And Emma suspected that it wasn't a day or two since he became stupid after his rebirth. . .

"Boat, boat!"

Look, he can't finish a sentence now.

Emma looked at him with sympathetic eyes.Think about his fate is really rough.He was defeated by a baby in his heyday, and then he endured humiliation for more than ten years in that unknown forest to accumulate strength.Finally, after being resurrected with great difficulty, he was teleported to a deserted island, where he could not use magic power.How is this different from Beethoven who lost his hearing! (Huh? This metaphor seems to be?)

She would understand if he was going crazy from the stress right now.

Emma stood up and patted Voldemort on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I won't give up on your treatment"

However, this action made Voldemort suddenly come back to his senses. He slapped Emma's hand off viciously, and shouted: "I mean a ship is coming!"

"What!" Emma guessed that her current expression should be as mentally retarded as Voldemort just now, she didn't expect the rescue to come so suddenly.

She turned around, and by the hazy moonlight, she saw a boat not far from the sea level.

Emma immediately got up from the ground, grabbed the torch and ran towards the ship.

They are saved!