Regarding Voldemort, Hetty's initial understanding was only the villain boss of this book. It was nothing special. It was the same as in any other book or story, no matter how powerful, notorious, or oppressive it was described.

It depends on the protagonist, but the final result is the same, without any suspense.

But who can tell her why the snake-faced, bald and noseless monster turned into such a good-looking young man? Even if he is wearing a black robe that looks like a skirt, this is too fantasy.

Especially, this Dark Lord wants to fall in love with her, so is this going to turn into a scene where the overbearing devil falls in love with me? However, although she is actually 22 years old, this body is only 15 years old, how dare he fall in love with her?

Good taste?

Hetty shuddered just thinking about it, but after the boss regained his new body, he calmly took her hand and went back to the old but still exquisite mansion on the hill.

Of course she was timid and scared, and she didn't dare to say anything, so she had no choice but to follow him obediently, while Peter had changed from the look of seeing a ghost just now to one of doubt.

Noticing the suspicious gaze from behind, although she wanted to turn around and curse, "Where are you looking at nm?", she was no less surprised than this dead mouse.

The hand wrapped around her was very cold, to be honest, it was like being immersed in cold water. It was okay in summer, but it was winter now, not to mention it was still winter in England. She didn't have a wand and couldn't add a layer of warmth charm to herself.

If it weren't for the thick school robe, she would have been shivering.

The more she thought about it, the deeper her resentment became. Hetty wanted to pull her hand away. She was already very cold, but the temperature dropped again after she had managed to keep it warm, but she didn't dare.

When they arrived at the mansion, Hetty felt a little better, but as soon as she relaxed, she became hungry. Her nerves had been tense since she woke up. Her life was in danger, so how could she have time to take care of her hungry stomach?

stomach.

She held her belly and looked at him with tears in her eyes. She wanted to speak but didn't dare, for fear of getting another Cruciatus Curse. Although there is a word called "beautiful and delicious", and he is indeed not ordinary good-looking now, but she is

Really hungry.

But at this moment, something embarrassing happened. She was so hungry that her stomach rang.

Hetty quickly covered her face instead. She swallowed her saliva and was struggling with how to explain when the cold male voice sounded first, "Wormtail, go find some food."

Seeing that his master had given the order, Peter was so surprised that he didn't dare to have any other questions. He immediately bent down and replied respectfully and flatteringly, "Yes, master." Then he went out without stopping.

Voldemort looked at her sideways and kept covering his face without saying a word. He just led her to the main seat and sat down. Then he pulled her over and sat on his lap with one hand. He could clearly feel the stiffness of her body. He simply

He grabbed her hand and said, "Just tell me when you're hungry. Where has all your courage gone?"

When the big boss asked, Hetty didn't dare not answer. She shook her head repeatedly and smiled awkwardly but politely, "I don't dare to trouble the Dark Lord with such a trivial matter."

But he didn't answer her words. Instead, he said, "Tom." She was a little confused.

Voldemort's hand around her waist suddenly tightened, and she was forced to lean into his arms. His eyes swept over her obviously frightened expression before he curled his lips and continued, "I give you permission to call me Tom."

This is more like a couple, isn't it, Qing?"

His voice seemed to be heard in her ears, and his breath seemed to keep passing by, making Hetty's scalp feel numb. What kind of couple? Do you want her to believe that the Dark Lord really fell in love with her? Sorry, even if

Even if he beat Dumbledore to death, she wouldn't believe it.

However, as a piece of salted fish waiting to be slaughtered on the chopping block, she did not want to see Merlin so soon, so she could only pretend to be happy and nestled in his arms and responded with the word "hmm".

Then, as if to confirm the credibility of his words, she boldly followed up with, "Tom, I'm cold."

To be honest, she wanted to complain, "Don't you know that your arms are like an ice cellar? Are you still hugging me? You treat me like a warm baby? It will also generate heat automatically, and it's free, bah! What a thief!"

However, I can only keep all this in my heart.

But Voldemort was true to his word. As soon as she brought it up, her cold body was immediately enveloped by a warmth. She felt much more comfortable than before, but she was still as vigilant as if she was determined not to relax.

He picked up a strand of her hair and rubbed it with his fingertips, and asked casually, "How does Qing feel about ruling the Muggles? What about ruling the wizarding world? I won't hurt you, and you don't have to hide what you want to say."

Just as Hetty was pondering the truth of this sentence and the degree of uncertainty about the other person, as if to reassure her, he raised his hand and held her face to force her to look at him. He specifically removed all the

He was cold and violent, leaving only an extremely rare tenderness and affection, "There should be no secrets between lovers. I also want to know your thoughts."

But despite this, Hetty still felt an inexplicable chill, but since everyone said so, could she still refuse?

"Let me first state that this is just my personal opinion. If it disagrees with you, just treat it as nonsense." She didn't dare to move and could only keep looking at him. Under the other person's sight, to be honest,

Still a little nervous.

"From a theoretical point of view, neither goal is easy to achieve. There are too many Muggles, let's talk about the wizarding world first. I believe Tom doesn't want wizards to perish. That must be based on longer-term development.

There are many standard and unified methods. Of course, intimidation and violence are always the simplest and crudest method, but it is obviously not the best method.

And it is no longer the past. The number of pure bloods is in jeopardy. More half-bloods and Muggle wizards are inevitable. After all, pure bloods are not that pure after all.

Blind killing cannot really achieve this goal. If you want them to surrender, you must introduce truly beneficial legal policies or something, which at least seems to guarantee the rights of most people while also firmly controlling the upper-class families.

As for the Muggle world, my experience in the past eighteen years tells me that the so-called emperors will one day be overthrown by the people. Proletarian resistance abounds in history, and there are many in China. For example, well, maybe you don’t know much about this.

In short, history is like a mirror, which can reflect many problems.

And if it is to become a leader, well, it is difficult. In the governance of a country, every decision must be carefully considered, the people's livelihood protection, the capital's interest protection, the conflict between the two, basic legal sanctions, diplomacy

There are a lot of things to think about when it comes to trade, etc. It’s very troublesome, but if you do it well, it’s great.

But if you still hate Muggles and want to kill them all, well, I advise you to give up this idea. After reading my memories, you should understand how far Muggles will develop in the future. Instead of being enemies, it is better to become a cooperative relationship for mutual benefit.

, common development is the last word.

The most important thing is that if you insist on starting a war, the Muggles may not lose. They are very powerful and smart. The spells basically have a range, and there are only a few wizards. Of course, if you want to use the Imperius Curse to control

Some entitled Muggles, if I didn't say it, this country might be doomed.

Moreover, you may arouse public outrage. After all, there is not only Britain in the world, but also humanitarianism. When everyone stands on the side of justice and crusade, it will be really over.

Tom, with your talents, you are more than enough to be the Minister of Magic. You have the ability to give the current British wizarding world a new look. Someone has to change the old rules and regulations, and this person will definitely be recorded in history."

What she said was true. In fact, she still felt that the Dark Lord was quite pitiful. It was really not easy to climb up to this position after being born in an orphanage. If used in another way, he could definitely replace Dumbledore.

, what a pity

He listened to her tirade in silence, and her clear eyes full of sincerity made the corners of his lips curl up in a pleasant arc, "What kind of person does Qing want me to be?"

His question reminded her of the time when she was analyzing this character and how much she hated iron. She lowered her eyes and pondered for a few seconds before softly saying, "You can experience the beauty of love, you can let go of the hatred of your life experience, and let the whole world know it."

Know that you are not only powerful in magic, don't believe in prophecies! There are many other things, you can be happy without killing so many people, without splitting souls."

He still maintained a smile, and even the tenderness in his eyes did not change, "Maybe you are right, at least I now have your memory and you, the results and reasons of the failure, I think I still have the ability to think, these

They will all be taken into consideration, I should thank Merlin and Qing."

She looked away awkwardly, and then seemed to have thought of some suggestion, "I remember that the split soul pieces can be fused back. What would it be like if it were a complete you, Tom?"

"If I remember correctly, there seems to be a description in that book. Do you want to see it with your own eyes, Qing?" The smile on his lips suddenly deepened, and he continued, "You are mine, I will

Grant your wish."

But she was a little distracted, who was he? She obviously only identified one person from the beginning to the end, that boy who she missed crazily in her heart. She missed him so much.

Naturally, he also noticed her wandering mind. His eyes suddenly darkened and he let go of her. He said warningly, "Qing, if you are still thinking about others when you are facing me, maybe you should remember clearly who you are now."

This sentence brought her back to her senses instantly, and she couldn't help but feel afraid, but for the sake of the person in her heart, she still gave a sweet smile and replied, "I remember that I am yours, and it is you who I love, Tom."

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She obediently took the initiative to hug him, and even though he didn't make any move, she still snuggled into his arms. Who else did she have the right to miss now? He only needed a simple Legilimency, and she only needed

Can she force herself to do what she said and change the person she wants to him?

Suddenly, the room returned to its original silence. He looked down at the person in his arms expressionlessly, but still raised his arms to hug her. His eyes were not warm at all, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

She just closed her eyes and nestled in his arms. Fortunately, her body was warm and she was not shivering from the cold. And a certain delivery person who had been out for a while finally came back.

For the first time, Hetty felt that the dead mouse was a bit pleasing to the eye. After the other party came in with food, she immediately transformed into a baby waiting to be fed. Her eyes lit up and she stared at Peter who was half kneeling on the ground with a lot of food in his hands.

.

Fortunately, Voldemort still had some humanity and didn't let her eat because of the unpleasant incident just now. After getting permission, she wanted to sit aside, but he refused and still held her waist and wouldn't let go.

So, Hetty sat on his lap and finished the meal, and she was still so hungry that she didn't show any signs of eating. This damn Peter dared to cast a look of disdain and glared back at her.

Well, she didn't dare to do anything to the person behind her, so she could only find someone else to vent her anger on.

What she didn't expect was that Voldemort would actually care about making her eat slowly instead of correcting her indecent eating appearance. She almost choked at that time.
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