After lunch, a certain Dark Lord took his little girl for a walk in the courtyard outside to eat. This was mainly because she had not eaten breakfast. She had eaten a lot in the meal just now, causing the girl next to her to scream.

Originally, the Dark Lord's idea was to give her a potion to relieve her pain, but as soon as she heard the word "potion", she refused without even thinking about it, and even resorted to the trick of crying and making trouble, which made her

He reluctantly agreed.

Don't blame her for having such a big reaction. She remembered that she drank a lot of potions and the like at Hogwarts. The taste was really amazing. Although it was not as bitter as traditional Chinese medicine, just smelling the smell made her want to vomit and it was difficult to use it.

language to describe.

Besides, what kind of potion are you drinking? It would be great to go for a walk with the Dark Lord! You can breathe fresh air and cling to him. Moreover, the weather is not bad today. Although the wind is a bit strong, the sun is warm and there is no need to poop.

So cold.

"Tom Tom, let me tell you, I had a nightmare today"

Hetty held his arms with both hands, and when she raised her head, she could see his beautiful profile. Her mood was as bright as the sun, and she began to talk about her daily life like a normal couple.

"I don't want to lie to Tom, so I will tell the truth. I just hope you won't be angry."

After saying hello first, Hetty took a deep breath and began to speak, "I dreamed that I went back to two years ago, at the beginning of second grade.

Harry has been recommended by Professor McGonagall to join the Gryffindor Quidditch team since his first grade. After all, he has the aura of being the protagonist, but he is indeed very talented in this area."

But she seemed to have remembered something, and immediately smiled and asked enthusiastically, "By the way! Speaking of which, did Tom join the Quidditch team when he was a student? A top student like you who is firmly ranked first in the grade should be an all-around player, right?

"

Looking at his little girl's sparkling eyes, Voldemort was a little helpless at her curiosity, but his eyebrows were smiling and gentle, "I don't have much interest in Quidditch.

Although I was strongly recommended by professors and other students to join the Slytherin team, it would require a lot of extracurricular time, so I refused."

However, after answering her little question, Voldemort immediately changed the topic, "However, the savior is indeed good. Only in this aspect, he can win the game with strength and aboveboard. At least, the current Slytherin Quidditch team is invincible. It's really a shame."

It’s not as good as one session.”

His sigh-like words made Hetty feel a little uncomfortable. She curled her lips and nodded, "Tom, looking at Slytherin over the years, it seems that it is the strongest when you are here.

Then it started to go downhill from the parent generation, and the Academy Cup in the past few years was all won by Gryffindor. Although I knew the result a long time ago, I am still a little angry."

Unexpectedly, the Dark Lord actually laughed directly after she said this, "My dear, if you work harder on your potions, I don't think Severus will be so angry with you that you will deduct Slytherin points."

Okay, whichever pot you don’t want to open will be picked up!

Hetty seriously suspected that the Dark Lord did this on purpose, so she immediately let go of her hand and took a big step to the left to distance herself from him. She then said "hum" unhappily, "Yes! So what if I'm bad at potions?"

?You bite me!"

Therefore, his little girl is still a child at all, very squeamish, and gets angry so easily.

However, looking at her with her hands folded across her chest, her face deliberately turned away, her cheeks puffed out, and her temper tantrum, coupled with the contrast of this dress, it would be false to say that she is not cute.

So, a certain Dark Lord very consciously took the initiative to coax him, "I'm sorry, I made a mistake. My dear, my potion level has improved a lot now. Besides, I work very hard, whether it was for Slytherin in the past or not."

Or now, it's all good, but it doesn't matter in the future, you have my backing."

Although his little girl is easily angry, she is not difficult to coax. As soon as he finished speaking, she looked over silently, threw herself into his arms, and knocked him with a fist before saying, "I know that compared with a genius like you,

, I'm still far behind.

But we are all in the same college after all, okay? Even if I don’t know how many classes have passed, I can still be considered your junior sister, right? It’s okay if you don’t encourage me. Next time, we’ll break up for five minutes!”

Although it wasn't a gnashing of teeth, it was obvious that she was still angry. Helpless, the Dark Lord had no choice but to obey, "Okay, I promise there won't be a next time, so my elementary school girl can be better behaved."

The current Slytherin is just a foil to Gryffindor, the real protagonist is there, isn't it? Even me, in the end, I lost to the so-called savior."

"But not now!"

Hetty retorted almost immediately. She raised her little face and her eyes were filled with eagerness, "Tom promised that I would never be the same again, so you won't be the same again."

Yes, more than ten years ago, you and your Death Eaters did a lot of evil and killed countless people. However, you had already died once at that time, and the subsequent tragedies have not happened yet, so there is still a chance for everything.

Moreover, you are my man! Don’t leave me. Your elementary school girl is stupid and can’t take care of herself by herself. What should I do if you are not here?”

In fact, the Dark Lord was very helpless at this moment. When Qi Qi lowered his head, the little girl in his arms was about to cry. He began to worry about how he could bring the topic to this point. But now is not the time to pursue this, so he has to

Keep coaxing.

"Little fool, don't think about it. I will always be with you in the future. You will become my only wife and the mother of my children. You will be tied to me for the rest of your life. Even if you want to leave, I will lock you next to me.

, use all means.”

He had already held her little face, but before he could finish his words, a tear slipped from the corner of her eye. It was like a chain reaction. She really started to cry, just like last night, but she was less helpless.

Just despair.

But then she choked and said, "Oh, Tom, I'm sorry that the nightmare I had was about you and me. I first dreamed about Draco.

Later, he became you, but you didn’t listen to my explanation and forced you to do that kind of thing. I was so scared, but it was useless. I couldn’t resist. I really don’t like him anymore. I only love you. Can you believe me?

"

But he just pressed her into his arms without saying a word. Even if he did so, most of her tears would rub on his coat, but he didn't care and stared down at the little guy's shoulders that shook from time to time.

, but underneath that obvious look of distress, there seemed to be a darker abyss hidden.

When her crying gradually stopped, he finally spoke, but he asked rhetorically, "Really?"

Perhaps the sentence was too short, and she couldn't hear his tone clearly, but her heart skipped a beat, followed by an inexplicable sense of familiarity. This conversation seemed to have occurred somewhere before, but she couldn't remember it.

.

But the next moment, he suddenly lowered his head and pressed a kiss on her forehead. As soon as the warm touch left, she immediately raised her head, and what she touched was the sight as soft as the sunshine, and the smiling face.

Like eyebrows filled with stars and a sea of ​​stars.

The sun is not stingy in bestowing brilliance and warmth on this vibrant manor. Against the background of this sacred light, the man in front of him seems to have completely abandoned the sinister and vicious aura that he should have as the Dark Lord, and returns to the light from the depths of darkness.

Like an angel who brings good news to the world.

She stared at it without blinking, looking a little dumbfounded. This angel smiled so beautifully, and there was always a voice in the back of her mind saying: He is so good, he deserves love, love him and give him.

Love him with everything you have and never regret it.

However, this angel took the first step and pressed her slightly open lips. His fingertips lightly brushed the outline of her lips. It was a little itchy but she didn't dare to move until the sound of nature sounded, "Don't be afraid. I have no doubts."

You, that, is just a bad dream."

Immediately afterwards, his well-joined fingers came little by little to the corners of her eyes that were still stained with tears. He gently wiped away the remaining tears and then moved closer. She closed her eyes subconsciously, and in just a few seconds she felt the pain in her eyes.

The softness of the covering.

She knew what he was doing, but soon his kisses came to the contours of her face, inch by inch to her chin, and then to her lips.

One day in the future, the rest of the nightmare will always come true, but she believes it will come true in another way. At least the man who is kissing her will not do this. He is willing to listen to her thoughts and explanations, and choose

Believe it.

Yes, he is so good, why can't he get love? Even if he is the Dark Lord and is deemed not to know how to love, he is still qualified and has the opportunity to experience the beauty of love. It's just that he is too powerful and does not need anyone to take the initiative to redeem him.

, instead it was him who appointed her, and it happened that she was this person.

I have long been accustomed to kissing him and like it very much. The mutual dependence between the lips and teeth and his gentle step-by-step guidance all prompt the brain to release dopamine, which then quickly condenses into a pleasant sense of satisfaction.

It corroded her sensory nerves bit by bit and promoted blood circulation throughout the body.

It's just that the man who started all this didn't have as many emotional changes as this girl.

Even though everything was under his control, the girl had reached this point, but as if it was still not enough, he began to take this kiss as comfortable as the warm sun in winter in a more fiery direction. It seemed that this was the only way.

Burn the sanity in his mind.

But this ancient and romantic way of expressing love will eventually come to an end. What he saw was that his little girl's face was red, her eyes were wet, and she was biting her lower lip. He looked like she was letting others take advantage of her. He couldn't help but get closer and kiss her again.

one time.

She closed her eyes subconsciously and made a sound, but after the softness on her lips left, she felt dizzy again as soon as she opened her eyes. After seeing everything clearly, she was already in a state of being hugged by him. It was only she who called him,

"Tom?"

Then he picked her up and said, "Want to go out for a walk? You'll get tired of being in this courtyard, right?"

As soon as she heard that she could go out, her eyes immediately lit up and she nodded eagerly for fear that he would regret it, "Yes! I want to go out with Tom!"

Perhaps it was because she looked much prettier when she smiled than when she cried. Coupled with the expectation that was almost overflowing from her eyes, he just curled his lips and said, "Okay, then, hold me tight."

"Yes!" She responded quickly, wrapping her hands around his neck, and then leaned in to give him a quick kiss.

The next moment, some subtle sounds exploded in the air, and a beam of light immediately enveloped the two of them. It disappeared in just a moment, and the spacious and clean main road returned to its original silence.

Although Hetty didn't know where this place was, it looked like a small village, a bit like Hogsmeade, but obviously it wasn't, and judging from the way those traveling there, it looked more like Muggles.

world.

But I have to say that it is indeed a British countryside. Although the streets are not spacious, and the shops and houses on both sides are old and new, they are very clean and tidy, and there is a maple tree or ginkgo every few feet.

A gust of wind blows away a red or golden leaf, which is really beautiful.

And from this direction, you can see a very eye-catching spire building in the village. Hetty knew at a glance that it was a church, and there was a hillside behind it, and the big house above made her feel familiar.

.

Walking hand in hand with the Dark Lord on the side of the road, Hetty was looking around the whole time. Although the bar was small, the shops were actually quite complete. At a glance, she discovered a flower shop and a cafe.

However, although there were not many pedestrians on the road at this time, they all had one thing in common. Their eyes were always wandering on the man next to her. However, this village should be getting older, so she did not
To be continued...