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

"Ah----"

Emma had barely started screaming when Voldemort covered her mouth.

"Damn it, do you want everyone to hear it!" His hissing voice was right next to her ear.

"You broke into my room in the middle of the night, what else do you want from me!" Although she was very angry, Emma still deliberately lowered her voice.

"I just want an answer"

His suddenly enlarged face frightened Emma, ​​she subconsciously wrapped up the quilt and rolled to the other side of the bed.

"You, don't come here" She didn't know if she was just scared or because of something else, she found that her tongue seemed to be a little unstraight.

"Okay, I'm not coming"

Voldemort sat down on the other side of the bed in good faith.

Even so, she is still very happy in her heart!

In the middle of the night, lonely men and widows, dry firewood and fire, share a room together. . .

"I think we need to talk"

Voldemort spoke softly.

"What do you want to talk about?"

Emma still looked at him warily.

"It's about... what happened today" He spoke slowly, as if hesitating.

"Okay, tell me"

Emma crossed her arms and leaned against the head of the bed, watching him.She now has a honeyed calmness of "I would tear my face anyway, it would be better now".

"I have a few questions, I hope you answer them truthfully"

"I'll try my best" Emma tried to sound more relaxed.

"First, why did you leave at noon today?"

Emma was shocked after hearing this question, how thick can a person's face really be?How could he ask this question?Obviously he left first, okay? ?But even though there were tens of thousands of mud horses in her heart, Emma answered him patiently.

"It's just something urgent at home." She wouldn't be stupid enough to admit that she was heartbroken by him.

"Okay, the second question." Voldemort had an expression of "I'll see how long you can keep fooling around".

"You said" Emma continued to pretend not to care.

"Why did Dumbledore come to you?"

"He didn't come to see me" Emma shrugged, "in fact he was surprised when he saw me, he came to see Alec"

"It's very...convincing" Voldemort looked at her with burning eyes.

Emma suddenly felt that there seemed to be something wrong with her brain, her memory quickly skipped in front of her eyes, and many things she thought she had forgotten appeared before her eyes.But these memories seem to have an ultimate purpose. . .

No, she must never let her emotional memory come back, this is her privacy, her secret, she doesn't want anyone to know!

She didn't know how much strength she used to resist, but she finally managed to keep what she wanted to protect.

"You actually used Dementia on me!?" After waking up, Emma immediately rolled up the sleeves of her pajamas, she would not let this noseless old bald man hit him!

"Relax, relax. One last question, you can do whatever you want when I'm done asking." Voldemort raised his hands, signaling that he was harmless.

"Well, let's hear it." Emma raised her eyebrows.

"Are you willing to come with me?" Half of his face was hidden in the darkness, and his expression was a bit difficult to distinguish.

Emma now regrets that she didn't turn on the light earlier.

"Didn't I answer you? I won't go back to the magic world"

"Then what if it's not the magic world?" He suddenly turned his face, a small flame flickered in his eyes.

After a long silence, Emma still heard her firm voice.

"don't go"

The atmosphere in the room was eerily silent for a moment, only the ticking of the wall clock on the wall.

"Have you finished asking? I think you should have something else." Emma pointed to the bedroom door, "I won't send you away."

Voldemort got up from the bed and moved slowly towards the door.Now he seems to have lost his sanity, and he can't even stand firmly.

It seems that this guy is still not used to being rejected by people, he looks extremely lost now.But what did he have to lose?

Just as Emma fell into her own thinking world, Voldemort suddenly moved to her side at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye.He grabbed her hand violently, and she had no idea what was going on.

"This time——" There was fury in his voice, and every word seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth, "You have to follow me"

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Emma didn't know how she came to this house, her memory seemed to be missing a piece.One second she was still lying on her own bed, and the next second she was in this deserted old house.

"Where is this?"

Emma looked at the dead snake hanging on the door of the old house and the moss on the wall, and felt an inexplicable feeling in her heart.

This is really a good place to kill and throw corpses. . .

"Let me just say it straight." Seeing that Voldemort didn't mean to explain, Emma felt that she could only actively save herself, "I don't think I have done anything to sorry for you, why do you have to do this?"

"Really?" He looked down at her, but because of the backlight, she couldn't see his expression clearly.

But there was definitely not a happy expression on his face.

"Okay, whatever you do is up to you. I have only one request, don't slap your face"

Originally, what she wanted to say was "leave a whole body", but after thinking about it, it would be better to leave a whole face for such recognition.

"Why do you think I'm going to hit you?"

Voldemort pulled the chair out of nowhere and sat down comfortably.

"Uh... because you are fierce to me?" Emma didn't know if this reason was convincing.

"Heh" he snorted softly, "I won't kill you"

"So should I thank you for your kindness?" Emma suddenly gained confidence after knowing that he would not kill herself, and there was a little irony in her words.

"Watch your tone of voice"

His tight lower lip suggested that he was in a very bad mood, but Emma didn't care.

"So you're angry?"

Emma didn't know what happened to her today, she was usually not so aggressive, but when she faced him, she couldn't help but want to hate him.

"It's getting late, you should rest first, I'll come back tomorrow"

Although Voldemort's answer avoided her question, she discovered a new one.

"What are you doing here? Why are you leaving me here?"

Voldemort cleared his throat unnaturally: "Because you'll be living here from today on."

"What? Are you crazy? Why should I live here?" Emma walked straight to the exit, "I have no reason to stay here, I must, oh----you used magic!"

A piercing pain suddenly spread from the bridge of the nose to the brain, and Emma felt every nerve in her scream.What kind of mental retardation would use this invisible magic wall!The bridge of her nose is about to be broken! ! !

"How are you?"

"I'm not good!" Emma snarled at Voldemort, covering her nose, "You try to bump your nose!"

"Then I'm sorry"

Then Voldemort shrugged, no apology visible on his face.

"Your attitude..." Emma took a deep breath, "Forget it, let me go back and I'll let the past go."

"I can't" he shook his head.

"What do you mean 'you can't'? Who forced you to do this? I want to talk to him face to face, he has no right to do this!"

"Actually, no one can force me, good night"

Voldemort disappeared in a vortex after saying this, leaving Emma alone staring at the place where he disappeared.

So what does he mean?Why should she be kept in this house?Could she still hinder him outside?

Emma suddenly thought of a sentence that Sherlock often said.

"Your brain waves prevent me from thinking"

But obviously that wasn't Voldemort's reason for locking her up, his reasons were always simple and brutal.

Ahh, she got it!Although he has already told her that he does not want to have any emotional entanglements with her, but if this matter is known to others, especially a reporter like Rita, it will definitely cause a big wave in the magic world.

But if that was the case, why didn't he just kill her?Isn't this faster and more convenient?

Maybe he is still a bit reluctant, after all, he has given her such an illusion, so his heart should not be so cruel!

Do not!He didn't even spare the infant Harry, he was simply a monster in human skin, there was nothing he couldn't do!

But he kissed her, and the kiss didn't feel like a fake. . .

Come on, save it, she'd heard rumors about him as a student, that he'd seduced Mrs. Nahaha in order to get the Ravenclaw crown.He started doing this kind of thing when he was a student, and she was no match for him when it came to emotional cards.

However, in any false relationship, there will always be something sincere.Another voice in her heart said weakly.

But you know he's not that kind of person, and her reason starts clamoring in her head again.You see when was he ever interested in a woman other than beating Harry to immortality?Do you really think you are special?To be honest, no one would think it strange even if he announced his coming out immediately!Find a chance to escape, and then hide far away, this is what you should do now!

Although her reason is to criticize her heart every word, her logic is correct.She knows that there is still a small part of her heart that naively hopes that he once had a little affection for her, but it is really time for her to let go of this, he has punctured all her fantasies, and she has no reason to persist up.

Calm down and run away when you get the chance.

That, she told herself, was the first priority.

The author has something to say: Facing the rich psychological activities of the heroine, the hero said that he has something to say.

Lao Fu: I really just want to play in a small black room!Keep it simple please?Keep it simple, keep it simple, you're not an actor. . . (Hey, how did I start singing)

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a digression

Emma has a saying that reminds me of a movie called "Best Bid"

It's a suspense film, the ending is impossible to guess anyway

It was played by the old man who played Barbossa in Pirates of the Caribbean

The old man's acting skills are really good!

One last word, I am going to buy another hero

Do you think I am a shooter or an assassin?