[Comprehensive] She has an affair with the villain

holdyouts, asfierkiss.

I'll hold you tight in my arms and kiss you a million times, as hot as on the equator.

At the end of the day's lessons, the little wizard is busy with potion homework or happily meeting with boyfriends and girlfriends, while Tom Riddle is in Horace Slughorn's office, attending the meeting of the Slug Club.

This office is much more spacious than other offices in Hogwarts, and it is extremely luxurious and comfortable. The club established with Professor Slughorn as the core is jokingly called the "Slug Club" and invites outstanding Students, the sons of famous and successful people, including many family heirs who have good relationships in the wizarding world.

And Tom Riddle, as Horace Slughorn's most valued model student, also enjoys a high reputation in the Slug Club, even though he is only a fifth-year Hogwarts student.

For example, Avery, who is also a fifth grader in Slytherin, is a fanatical follower of Tom Riddle. At this time, he has a curious and unnatural expression, "Prefect Riddle, do you really have a relationship with Wes?" Is Miss Pa Lind in a relationship?"

The handsome, dark-haired Slytherin prefect remained calm, "You look like you're about to say something, Avery."

"Several senior students in Gryffindor seem to be preparing to woo our beautiful French transfer student. You know, Miss Linde is the most beautiful girl in Hogwarts." Avery said.

Walburga, the oldest and noblest Black family, joins the discussion, a pretty sixth-grader, "Tom, do you really like that flirty Frenchwoman?"

She gazed intently at the best model student in Slytherin, her eyes burning.

Unexpectedly, the contempt in her tone caused dissatisfaction with her cousin Orion Black, who was in the second grade, "Senior Linde was born noble, she is an elegant French romantic lady, and she is very suitable for the excellent Prefect Riddle."

Walburga Black looked at his cousin angrily, "Don't think I don't know that you secretly hid Vesper Lind's portrait in the dormitory! She is three years older than you!"

"Don't you always sneak peeks at Prefect Riddle!" Orion Black shot back tit for tat.

Abraxas Malfoy and Lestrange looked at each other: what are they arguing about between lovers!

Tom Riddle: Why does he keep hearing that woman's name even when he's at the Slug Club!What the hell!

When tonight's gathering ended, the two young men of the Black family were still arguing, and Tom Riddle in the topic looked calm, but no one knew what he was thinking.

The Hogwarts castle in the middle of the night seemed a bit dark, with dim yellow lamps hanging on both sides of the empty corridor, his tall and thin figure revealed a kind of elegant violence as he walked around, the night wind howling in the corridor blew He moved his black wizard robe, which was extremely charming.

When he arrived at the bathroom on the second floor, the marble washbasin seemed to glow blue under the moonlight. Tom Riddle let out a hissing Parseltongue, and successfully saw the entrance to the secret room.

Tom Riddle skilfully jumped down the entrance, and passed through the gloomy and dim stone-cast tunnel. A magnificent and thick wall appeared in front of him, and the tall snake sculpture looked particularly frightening in the dark.

The heir of Slytherin, Tom Riddle, had a solemn expression, hissing snake language, the thick stone wall opened in response, and the empty secret room suddenly appeared in front of him.

The large pillar rising from the ground is carved into a statue of a giant snake, and the cold and damp underground chamber is full of traces of water erosion, and directly in front of him, there is a huge relief sculpture - Salazar Slytherin s face.

"Wow--"

Tom Riddle turned around sharply, and his wand was instantly pointed in the direction of the sound.

Vesperind waved to him with a sweet smile, "Good evening, boyfriend."

At this time, only one word appeared in Tom Riddle's mind - haunting.

Vespa walked up to him enthusiastically, "Are you going to summon Mr. Basilisk?"

"You followed me." Riddle looked cold, and there was no emotion on his handsome face.

Vespa blinked innocently, "You can understand that I want to hurry up and date my boyfriend."

Tom Riddle grasped his wand and pointed at the French girl, tilted his head slightly to look at her, and said in a cold voice, "You are charming and very good at distracting people, but I have no interest in emotional matters."

Vespa smoothed back the black hair around his ears, revealing a perfect face that seemed to be covered with an illusory film, "I'm curious, how does Prefect Riddle, who has many followers, reject others like this?" Thousands of miles away?"

He is obviously the best at attracting people's hearts, isn't he?

Riddle's steps were elegant but dangerously evil. He approached Vespa, touched Vespa's wrist with his fingers, and felt the beating of her pulse from his fingertips, "What do you want to say, dear?"

His touch made Vespa tremble inexplicably, she cleared her throat, "You resist my touch because you are worried that I will really open your heart."

He showed a look of uncontrollable laughter, "Is your pretty little head always full of these stupid ideas?"

Vespa tried to get rid of him, but the young man in front of her was obviously not only a better wizard, but also made her unable to resist physically, and her special ability could only resist damage, but could not really give her strength. It was really annoying, she hated the fact that he was so easy to control.

Riddle's focused eyes swept across her face, and she combined a certain otherworldly and ruthless temperament that made it almost impossible to take his eyes off, "Miss Linde, why are you so confident? Is it just because your picture is too beautiful?" face? It's not against my rules."

Vespa felt that the task of attacking the villain was completely called the pursuit of wealth and wealth. Either he succeeded in winning a little favorability, or he failed and was stabbed in the kidney.

She leaned closer to the future Dark Lord and whispered in her ear, "Mr. Riddle, rules are made to be broken."

Vespa tilted his head slightly to look at him, "Is it difficult to convince you that I am simply fascinated by you?"

Riddle licked his lips, looking sly and sexy, "Oh? Fascinated? That's a very broad statement."

Vespa frowned dissatisfied, and said to him in a bad temper, "I can put it into practice now!"

Tom Riddle didn't mind raising his eyebrows, and his voice was mocking, "Show me."

Almost at the same time, Vespa suddenly grabbed the white shirt under his wizard robe, Tom Riddle opened his eyes wide in surprise, and in the next second, an indescribably soft touch greeted his lips.

She seemed to be a little angry at being questioned by him, and just kissed him in a bad temper, without getting involved, but Riddle suddenly remembered her "unsatisfactory kiss".

Almost instantly, his body was ignited with a tinge of angry desire, his strong arms hugged her tightly, and Vespa, who was already over six feet tall at the age of 16, easily held Vespa in his arms, even more and more The deeper tightened her towards his body.

He wantonly invaded the fragrance in her mouth, and the tip of his tongue danced with her sweetness. Riddle's mind came up with her white legs and torn shirt collar in that bathroom.

His reason is telling him to stay away from this French girl, even he can kill her now, this is an ancient and unknown secret room, as long as he does not use magic, let alone Hogwarts, even the Ministry of Magic will never be able to Investigate the girl's mysterious disappearance.

But he couldn't restrain himself from kissing her fiercely, and even wrapped her legs around his waist, and when he picked her up, he almost bumped into the snake-carved pillar on one side.

Vespa was frightened by his wild movements and let out an exclamation, and he had already held her in his mouth in the next second, God, his hands were holding her closer and closer, this kiss was full of bewildering emotions Dangerous breath.

Tom Riddle put his left arm around her back to prevent her from being hurt by the bumpy statue behind him, and his right hand had already reached her neckline and quickly undid a few buttons.

Vespa quickly pushed him away, looking straight into the black-haired boy's eyes that were almost burning with flames, "I don't want some indescribable private things to happen in the underground secret room, sir, especially when a huge basilisk like a fire dragon is only separated by a wall. place."

Tom Riddle glared at her fiercely, "Why didn't you consider that this is a dark underground chamber when you kissed me forcefully."

"Sorry, I have to refute you. I only counted it as a forced kiss in the first few seconds, and it was all your initiative in the later stage, so strictly speaking, this is called mutual affection." Vespa said with a sincere expression.

The word pleasing each other seemed a bit difficult for Riddle to accept, he frowned tightly, "Don't get me wrong, Miss Linde, you are just my experimental tool."

"You mean poor kissing skills? So you're trying to gain experience now?" Vespa asked fearlessly.

Whoa, his eyes are almost on fire.

So she had no choice but to comfort her, "No, no, this kiss is very good, it's so good, it couldn't be better."

Tom Riddle was overwhelmed by her anger. At this moment, he suspected that on his ideal road to becoming the world's greatest wizard, his biggest opponent was the brunette in front of him, because sooner or later he would give her a gift because he couldn't help but An Avada took his life and was imprisoned in the prison of Azkaban.

Vespa shrank a little from her gaze, and when he was worried about his life, he heard the voice of Riddle, the predecessor of the Dark Lord Tom Voldemort, threatening, "Stay away from those reckless senior idiots in Gryffindor."

Vespa Black Thread, what does the Gryffindor senior have to do with her?