It was already noon when Hetty woke up slowly, and the remaining discomfort in her body was destroying her nerves. Even if she did not recall it, the excessive actions of a certain Dark Lord from last night appeared one after another in her mind, and she could not get rid of them.

.

There was no one beside her, so she turned over lazily. Just as she was about to sleep for a while, the door opened from the outside.

The man who came in came to the bed with a clear purpose and leaned over her eyes, which she could not open. He then cut the broken hair on her face behind her ears and kissed her again. Then he reminded her gently, "It's noon.

, little baby, be good, it’s time to get up.”

The kiss on her cheek made her finally open her eyes. The handsome man close at hand was full of smiles and doting, so she took the initiative to hug his neck and coquettishly said, "I don't want my husband to accompany me anymore."

How about I take a nap~"

However, this man took advantage of the situation and helped her sit up with the quilt wrapped around her. Then he raised his eyebrows and teased, "If the reason why my little lazy cat sleeps until noon is the same as today, then I don't mind."

As soon as these words came out, she woke up for the most part. She stared at him unhappily and opened her mouth to complain, "Disgusting Tom Riddle! You can tell yourself if this is too much! I just went to the bathroom in the middle of the night, and you took advantage of me."

Danger!"

At this point, she frowned and said, "And you will definitely take safety measures in the future. What if you get an unexpected pregnancy? I don't want to be a mother at a young age, do you hear me?

"

But looking at her angry look, the man still had that rather unbeatable expression on his face, "Maybe my little baby needs to understand one thing. If you weren't concerned about your age and body, it would be inevitable to be pregnant with my child.

"

Seeing how confident he was, she blushed and immediately covered his face with her hands and said, "No! You have to respect my wishes for this kind of thing! Otherwise, you are being arbitrary! From now on, it will be changed from once a week to once a week."

Once a month!”

Even though she said this, the man was not threatened at all, and instead spoke provocatively, "Yeah, but wasn't last night an exception? My dear, there will be many more exceptions like this in the future. Besides,"

He suddenly stopped talking and lowered his voice specifically to her ear, "You didn't feel uncomfortable, did you? As for the end of last night, if you want me to continue"

It's a pity that he didn't say what happened next, because she quickly covered his mouth with both eyes and hands, and then, with a red face, she threatened fiercely, "Tom Riddle! If you dare to say it! Break up! Divorce!"

But her embarrassment was replaced by interest in his dark eyes. The next moment, he took her out of the quilt, put her on his shoulders, and carried her out of the dormitory like a sack.

Go to the bathroom.

After being put down, she wanted to say something, but the man handed her a toothbrush and a cup as if nothing was wrong and urged her, "Okay, my dear, be good and wash up, otherwise the lunch I worked so hard to make will be ruined."

It’s cold.”

Thus, the chapter in the dormitory was revealed.

Under the care of a certain "guardian", she no longer had a bad temper and was obediently brushing her teeth and washing her face. When she was combing her hair, she looked at the girl's long brown curly hair in the mirror and couldn't help but think of those two encounters.

When I was a dark wizard, I always had my hair pulled.

Then, she made a decision. Since her face and voice had no trace of their original appearance, she should also change her hair.

When she took the initiative to bring up this idea at the dinner table, the Dark Lord had no objection, but quietly raised a question.

"Then my dear, is it still my Elaine? This is not China, and your real name does not match who you are now, and I will not call you Joe. My fiancée is just Elaine Winter."

This question made her silent. She stared at the food on the plate in front of her for a while, seeming to be thinking. After a moment, she spoke slowly, "Speaking of which, I also chose this name myself. I was at Hogwarts."

I can only bear Hetty Granger's name. Although it's not a good thing to say, I'm not her, but I just took over her body. Tom, do you think she will come back one day and blame me for taking her body?

Made like this”

Although this was impossible, her expression was obviously worried, and Voldemort had no choice but to comfort him gently, "But she confirmed that she had been in a car accident and diagnosed shock, right? If it hadn't been for your arrival, her body would have been buried long ago. Even if she

Come back, this face is far different from Hetty Granger, no one can recognize it, and I won't allow it."

So this Dark Lord really understands her and can give her a huge sense of security with just one sentence. With this man here, what does she have to worry about?

She immediately changed her worries and said with a sweet smile, "Well, for the sake of His Highness the Dark Lord's perfect answer, how about we do it again this week? You can decide the time, place and method, and then you can accompany me out later.

Would you like a haircut?"

Originally, he only needed to nod, but this man had to put on a half-smiling expression and sighed meaningfully, "It seems that my skills are not that bad, at least my little baby took the initiative to say that he wanted it.

"

So, she succeeded in blowing up her hair.

The Dark Lord holds grudges, and Hetty also holds grudges, mainly because she learned from him.

After the two arrived at the newly opened barber shop next to the Beauty Pharmacy in Diagon Alley, when asked by the female clerk, she answered very proactively, "I want to trim my hair, but my uncle doesn't want to cut it.

"

"Oh! Okay, this gentleman can rest nearby. Miss, please come with me."

Although the female clerk said this and made a gesture of invitation, the other person's eyes were fixed on Voldemort from beginning to end, and she didn't give any of it to her, the real customer who came to get a haircut.

I don’t know if this man did it on purpose, but he smiled very gently, rubbed her little head and said, "Elaine, go and be good, your uncle will be waiting for you here." As a result, he turned around and stared at him intently.

The female shop assistant struck up a conversation without even looking at her.

Not only that, the female clerk also directly found another person to take her job. As soon as Hetty turned around, she could see that there was a cup of black tea in front of the Dark Lord. The two of them had no idea what they were talking about. From her perspective, she could only

I saw the shy look of the female shop assistant.

Okay! This unfortunate Dark Lord actually dared to flirt with women in front of her! If she hadn't been sitting on her seat and in public, she would have rushed over to settle the score with him!

So when the witch who cut her hair asked her what she thought, she had no intention of giving her opinion. She just glanced to the left and replied casually, "Please cut my hair so short, and then cut my bangs."

, it’s better to take care of it again.”

Maybe no matter he is a man or a woman, a Muggle or a wizard, as long as he is Tony, he will have a kind of mysterious confidence. He will not only ignore your needs but also come up with innovations for you. As for the results, it depends on each person's ability. The summary is

It’s not much different from opening a blind box.

It's just that this time, Hetty's attention was completely focused on a certain Dark Lord. After her hair was cut short to the collarbone, she stopped caring about it. She stared at the man who was leisurely drinking tea the whole time, thinking about everything.

How can I properly reason with him after it's over?

If you go to a Muggle barber shop, it is common for girls to do it for two or three hours, but this is the wizarding world. With the help of magic, her hair can be finished in less than an hour.

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After her hair was dried and styled, Hetty was shocked when she saw herself in the mirror. The length of her hair was indeed what she thought, but why did her hair color become black? The curls were also pulled.

It's straight, leaving only a slight curvature at the end of the hair.

She thought it was someone else and almost screamed, but it looked pretty good.

However, when she turned around, she saw that the Dark Lord was chatting happily with other women again. Her mood, which had improved a little, suddenly became extremely bad, and she immediately walked over with an awkward yet polite smile.

"Uncle, do you think I look good?" While asking, she deliberately sat astride his lap in front of the strange woman he was talking to, put her arm around his neck and made a move to lift his hair.

But actually I was very angry inside.

But facing her behavior of declaring sovereignty in disguise, Voldemort was in a very happy mood. He touched a strand of hair on her temples and then commented, "My little baby is beautiful no matter what."

However, Hetty was still angry, and she wanted to quarrel even more when she saw his smiling face, but she still held back, holding her throat and asked delicately, "Is that worthy of you?"

But the unlucky Dark Lord seemed unable to tell that she was angry. He held her waist and lifted her chin. His lowered eyes were covered by thick and slender eyelashes, making him look sexy for no reason.

"Of course, only you are suitable for me."

Then he leaned close to her ear again, deliberately lowering his voice and teasingly said, "There seems to be another way to describe my dear, which is a good one."

Then Hetty couldn't hold it any longer, bit his hand viciously and quickly left his arms, completely ignoring the eyes of others, put her hands on her hips and growled through gritted teeth, "Then go pay! Let's go!"

After saying this, Hetty opened the door and left the store without looking back. Voldemort, who was bitten, was really dumbfounded. He immediately paid the galleons and followed him out as quickly as possible, leaving only a crowd of surprises.

The bystanders looked at each other in shock.

There were people coming and going outside the store, but Voldemort still found his little girl at a glance. She was not the one queuing at the cashier in the glass wall of the Florin cold drink shop opposite.

Originally, Hetty planned to hide in the crowd and let the Dark Lord worry, but as soon as she came out, she saw a new product poster posted at the door of the cold drink shop. She couldn't help but was attracted by the ice cream.

She thought she could at least buy it, but not long after she reached the end of the queue, she was forcibly carried out by the Dark Lord who came in.

"What are you doing! I want to eat it!" She yelled angrily and tried to go in again, but he took her back.

Although she was hugged, she was still quite restless, which made Voldemort helpless. "Your throat still needs maintenance. Be obedient and we will eat it later."

However, after hearing his words, she pursed her lips and looked aggrieved as if she was about to cry. Seeing this, he immediately hugged her tightly and used his attendant to reveal herself.

As soon as they arrived at Granger's house, Hetty shouted in a tearful voice, "I don't want you to worry about it! Don't you like chatting with other women? I've been sulking for a long time just to see you smiling at different women, but

You didn't even look at me, I just sat there and waited, even if you weren't happy when I called you uncle, you didn't have to make me angry like this. Now you're happy, aren't you?"

"Sorry, dear, I was a little unhappy at first, but then I thought about it carefully. It's not bad to be your uncle. At least for now, I am your only "guardian". This is very similar to the so-called nurturing game, right? Raise me

I'm very happy to be my little wife." He pinched her cheek gently, although he was smiling, his eyes were full of apology.

But Hedy was still aggrieved, so she said reluctantly, "Don't change the subject! You're not done talking to other women and ignoring me! Then I'll talk to other men more in the future, you can do it."

I want it too!"

As a result, the man simply said no, "I don't allow it."

She wanted to continue asking, but was so frightened by his expressionless look that she dared not say anything. She lowered her head and stared at the ring on her hand. Even though she was being held, her heart still felt as if she had been pricked by needles, and she burst into tears.

Come down.

But the moment she secretly wiped away her tears, he spoke, "It's my fault, please don't cry, Qiao Qingcan."
To be continued...