When Hetty woke up, she realized that it was already dinner time, and a certain Dark Lord was not around, not in the room, not in the mansion, not even in the courtyard.

The house elf couldn't explain why, he just kept asking her to have dinner first, saying that a certain Dark Lord had something important to deal with, and he didn't know anything about it, so he couldn't ask anything.

As for the double-sided mirror, Hetty hadn't thought of it, but when she found two identical ones on the table in her room, she had to give up the idea. A certain Dark Lord didn't bring one at all, and there was no point in contacting him!

As a result, Hetty was quite unhappy at the dinner. Perhaps because of her disfigurement, her stern face was twice as lethal as before, causing Jean who was standing next to him not to watch from the beginning to the end.

Dare to look at her.

This made Hetty depressed. After eating, she stayed in front of the bathroom mirror and stared at her face for a long time. Sometimes she was smiling, and sometimes she was crying. This frightened Jean who appeared next to her.

I thought that my mistress was sick, and I repeatedly debated whether to inform the adult.

Of course, Hetty couldn't stand here all night. She went from the first floor to the courtyard, then from the courtyard to the second floor, and finally returned to the sofa on the first floor, where she lay stretched out and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

Yes, she has already thought about it. As long as she waits for the Dark Lord to come back, she will definitely quarrel! Yes, it is a quarrel! She goes out without saying a word, and there is no way to contact her. She is left at home for three or four hours. It is still a day like this.

How to live? It’s so irritating!

Not long after, it was past 9 o'clock. Hetty, who was getting more and more angry as she thought about it, got up from the sofa and walked all the way to the gate of the manor. She just took one foot out. Jean, who had disappeared for a long time, suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

He jumped out, frightened her and at the same time, he knelt down crying and begging her not to go out.

"Miss, Miss! Your Majesty has told Miss to stay in the manor! It is Jean's job to obey your orders. Please return to the mansion. Jean is willing to read to Miss, make snacks for Miss, and accompany Miss to relieve her boredom. I just ask Miss not to

Get out!"

Jean was on the receiving end of a gun. Hetty was already disgusted with house elves talking endlessly, but when she heard this from an adult, she was already angry and now she exploded, put her hands on her hips and started roaring.

"You start driving! What's wrong with me going out today!? If you have the ability, ask your master to come back to see me immediately! Otherwise, I will run away from home! No one can stop me!"

After saying these words, Hetty kicked Gene away from his knees, but before he could take two steps, he was hugging his leg. She lowered her head and saw, okay, this house elf is really persistent, no matter what she does

No matter how hard it is, it looks like it is going to perish together and will not let go.

"Miss, please go back to the mansion! Jean, please miss Jean! Bad Jean, bad Jean! Miss, please go back to the mansion and punish Jean!"

This time, Hetty was completely irritated. She bent down and grabbed Jean's collar, trying to pull it off, but she still underestimated the strength of this seemingly small creature. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't change it.

No matter the angle, it was as if the elf was welded to her leg.

"Let go! Let go! Tom! Tom Riddle!!!"

At this time, Hetty vividly demonstrated what it means to be incompetent and furious. She didn't have a wand and couldn't use magic, and her brute force had not yet worked. She was so angry that she couldn't help shouting at the dim environment in front of her. But she couldn't help but cry.

It fell down inexplicably.

It only took a few seconds. Hetty, who was so angry that her eyebrows were about to stand up, immediately changed her expression to aggrieved one. She simply sat down on the ground and began to cry seriously.

"Uuuuuu Tom Riddle! Where are you? I hate you! Tom Riddle!!! I hate you the most! Come back quickly!"

Gene, who had been working on leg pendants for a long time, was even more at a loss when he saw this posture. He could only kneel down and pull his ears hard, and then beat himself repeatedly, "Damn it, Gene! Gene is a bad elf! Bad."

Elf!"

When Voldemort rushed back from his travels, he saw a scene that gave him a headache: sitting at the exquisite wrought iron gate was a howling girl and a crazy house elf.

It was Jean who discovered his master first. He immediately stopped his self-abuse behavior and bent down tremblingly to salute, "Sir, you are back. Jean did not complete your order. Bad Jean, bad Jean!"

However, Voldemort just waved his hand, and the elf immediately closed his mouth and disappeared. He looked at the little girl who was still crying, and had to squat down and pick her up, and then coaxed her in a teasing whisper, "Elaine

Be good, stop crying, your man is back, who bullied my little baby?"

After being picked up, Hetty no longer cried as exaggeratedly as before. She sobbed, clenched her fists, and went to his shoulders and chest. At the same time, she said with grievance, "It's you, it's you! Tom Riddle

!I hate you! I hate you the most!”

Although he knew clearly that these were angry words, but seeing the little guy in his arms crying so hard that he was out of breath, Voldemort quickened his pace, but still maintained a good face, "Then why don't you tell me that you hate me, dear?"

What? Elaine has to let me understand where I went wrong, right?"

Then Hetty was choked by him and stopped crying. She grabbed his collar and started to accuse, "You, you, you! Do you need me to tell you this? Who went out for so long without leaving a message?"

I've been waiting for a long time! I couldn't find you even if I tried to look for you! Moreover! Jean didn't let me go out and said it was your order. Why? I want to go find you. Neither you nor Stoker are here. I don't want to stay at home alone.

"

On the other hand, this man still had a gentle smile on his face. He didn't even frown in the face of her eloquence. He waited for her to finish everything before explaining slowly, "It's indeed my order, dear, I don't care when I'm around you.

It doesn't matter where you go, but I don't trust you alone, so be good."

Just such a sentence completely calmed down the anger she had accumulated for a long time. Especially after meeting his affectionate eyes, she couldn't help but use a coquettish tone and said aggrievedly, "Then can you not?

If you leave me, I will be very good and won't disturb you."

It seems that since this incident, the girl in his arms has become more clinging to him, like a little tail that can't be shaken off, like a separated part of his body, and it will get worse as long as he is separated for a long time.

and even develop in the direction of death.

But looking at her cautious look, his unreasonable irritability made him a little impatient, but he still restrained himself, sighed slightly and continued to coax, "How can I be willing to leave my little baby? It's just that I don't have it today.

You’re well prepared, but you’re back a little late. Do you feel bored at home alone?”

Hetty, who had been coaxed a little better, wiped away her tears and leaned over to kiss the side of his face with a smile, "Well, a little, but it would be nice if Tom came back. By the way! Where have you been?"

You came home so late, are you going back to the Ministry of Magic to handle some work?"

As a result, he laughed softly, "The position of Minister of Magic is not as important as my little wife. Since I agreed to you, I naturally have to start preparing the necessary materials, so it is a little late."

Just for a moment, Hetty's eyes, which were already red from crying, suddenly lit up. She looked at him in surprise and said, "Really? Do you really agree with Tom?"

Seeing her look of disbelief, he suddenly had a bad taste. He smiled and replied ruthlessly, "Of course I don't agree. What are you thinking, dear? Go back and rest."

Then he saw the smile on the face of the girl in his arms disappearing without a trace in an instant, and her whole body seemed to be sluggish. She leaned her little head on his shoulder and let out a disappointed "Oh" and then stopped.

It wasn't until they entered the mansion and Voldemort carried her directly to the second floor that she suddenly became energetic again. Not only did she jump out of his arms neatly, but she also held his arm and asked seriously, "Has Tom eaten?"

Without you, you are not allowed to lie to me, and it is impossible not to eat!"

But he took advantage of the situation and pulled her over and hugged her, "It's true that I didn't have time to use it, but it's getting late now. I'll coax you to rest first and then use it as you like."

Upon hearing his words, Hetty immediately pouted unhappily, put her hands on her hips and said, "No! They say that if you want to capture a man's heart, you must capture his stomach first, but I'm not very good at cooking, so...

I can only watch you eat first! Don’t miss a single meal! Otherwise I won’t sleep tonight!”

Then she shouted at the top of her lungs, "Jean, come out quickly! Where is the person?"

Within two seconds, the summoned Jean appeared in front of the two of them, bowing his head and kneeling on the ground, "Dear Sir, Miss, what can I do for you?"

"Prepare a dinner, not too greasy, and something Tom likes to eat."

She immediately ordered to go down. Although Jean quickly responded, he still kept kneeling. This made her a little confused for a moment, so she continued to ask, "Nothing else, why don't you go down?"

I thought there was something wrong with this house elf, but I didn't expect that the person who took over her words was actually a certain Dark Lord standing behind her. With just one sentence, "Do as the lady said", Jean successfully made Jean retreat with tears in his eyes.

, and then she was unhappy again.

Breaking the hands around her waist, Hetty walked into the restaurant angrily without saying a word, casually sat down on the nearest seat, folded her hands on her chest, and deliberately turned her head away from anyone.

She was obviously angry. Of course, Voldemort could not pretend that nothing happened. He had no choice but to sit next to her and then tentatively said, "My dear? Are you angry? If Elaine is not satisfied with the house elf's service, then change

Just one group, or if you don’t like elves, I don’t mind sending a few more people to take care of you.”

As soon as he heard that he was going to be replaced by his subordinates, Hetty immediately turned around and said eagerly, "No need to change! Jean and the others are very good. It's rare to have elves and subordinates who are so loyal to you. I'm really happy before it's too late."

Although they only listen to your orders, and I seem to be the mistress of this family now, I also know that my words have basically no weight.

I just want you to be kind to yourself and not have to think about how to take care of me, Tom. I am not a 15-year-old child. I understand the truth. Even if it is just me, I can learn to cook something to fill my stomach. In short

You won’t starve yourself”

But as she said that, she looked away and looked straight ahead, and at the same time smiled, "I'm sorry, Tom, I have been losing my temper with you since you came back. In fact, there is nothing wrong with this face. You will get used to it after looking at it for a long time."

Already.

And let me tell you, Gene didn't dare to look at me when you were away today, hum! I finally found the feeling of being a mistress, so Tom doesn't have to worry about this anymore.

But I don’t want to go to the annual meeting of the Ministry of Magic. Is it okay? I’ll just stay at home and review the lessons I learned before. I don’t know when Stoke will be discharged from the hospital. I hope I can complete the fourth grade as soon as possible. I will definitely

Try harder”

From Voldemort's perspective, the girl was indeed smiling, but she couldn't stop the tears from falling silently. But she seemed to have endless words to say, one sentence after another, just like the countless stars in the night sky, arranged in order.

There is no logic at all.

"enough"

Just this word successfully interrupted all her words. She looked at the man beside her in a daze, and immediately tightened her mouth. After hesitation, she added: "I know it's wrong, Tom, don't be angry."

However, the next second, she was pulled into his arms. This action was enough to speak louder than a thousand words. She didn't know what was wrong with her. She always cried easily and couldn't help it. The grievances were flooding in her heart.

Entered the peak of fermentation.

Maybe she is really fragile and hypocritical. Wasn't she kidnapped by a dark wizard, her face disfigured, and beaten so hard that she almost died? Isn't she still alive and kicking now? But once she experienced warmth, she no longer wanted to endure it.

A little bit of pain.

But his next words made her break her guard, "If you don't want to laugh, you don't have to force yourself. In front of me, you don't have to try hard to pretend."

Then, she felt a broad hand gently stroking her hair, and it seemed that his words were not over yet.

"From afternoon to evening, I did prepare the things needed to change your appearance. I'm sorry, but those were lies. I didn't intend to break my promise to you, and I changed my mind. Don't be afraid that the Dark Lord has conquered death.

You will never let anything happen to his little wife, he will always be by your side."

She opened her lips, but couldn't say anything. She kept shedding tears silently. It didn't last long, but his sweet voice sounded again, "Elaine has said a lot, now it's time to be good and listen to me."

This night completely eliminated her scruples. If her reluctant agreement despite his rejection made her feel like gambling, now she no longer has any hesitation. Even if she fails, she will never fail. She believes in him.
Chapter completed!