Riddle didn't understand if this was love. After all, things that can be defined can be changed.
But he now knew two things. First, no matter whether it was true or not, he could not let Snape know, because he knew that Snape did not like men at all.
The second thing is to absolutely maintain your current relationships! ! And seize today's opportunity.
Now is the time when Snape is so vulnerable, and it is easiest for him to face the challenge head-on!
Riddle smiled gently. The important thing now was to find out if Snape liked anyone. "Perhaps I need to think about it more carefully. What about Sev? Does he like anyone?"
"No." Snape answered very confidently. He really had never had any romantic thoughts about anyone.
But he looked at Riddle in confusion, not understanding why Riddle called him so intimately.
He just felt a chill on the back of his neck, like when a basilisk was coiled around his neck and pressing its teeth against his throat.
But the basilisk could just slap him, but in this situation there was no one who could slap him.
The basilisk that was forgotten in the dormitory by Snape suddenly felt cold, as if it was frozen in ice by Snape.
"Turquoise, aren't you going to eat anymore?" Regulus knew that Snape had taken a leave of absence. Seeing the basilisk that Snape had forgotten in the dormitory staring at the food he brought back to the dormitory, he fed it a few bites, and found that the basilisk had an unexpectedly big appetite.
The basilisk named Turquoise lay down with its mouth open, allowing Regulus to cut the meat and feed it to him. He also pointed to the small basket next to it with his tail, indicating that it also wanted eggs.
I think if its size hadn't been reduced and it hadn't been unable to change back, and its eyes and toxins hadn't been sealed, it would have eaten you and me, let alone this little thing.
No, it can't be eaten. It promised Salazar not to harm pure-bloods.
Regulus patiently cut the meat for the basilisk and asked the house-elf to bring a basket of quail eggs.
"They say things resemble their owners, but you and senior really don't look alike," Regulus sighed.
Then, because he was slow in delivering the meat, he was hit by the basilisk's tail.
Riddle heaved a sigh of relief after learning the answer: "It's almost lunchtime, Sev, are you hungry? I'll make you something to eat."
"Don't bother, I can take care of myself. I've already disturbed you today." Snape refused.
"But you look pale. You need to eat something, Sev. You're worrying." Riddle wanted to reach out and hold Snape's cheek, but withdrew his hand because he was afraid that Snape would notice.
Snape looked at himself in Riddle's eyes, and he was a little pale: "Want to go to a nearby restaurant?"
He didn't really want to go out, he just wanted to stay quiet.
"No, I'll do it. This time I'll really let you taste my cooking skills." How could Riddle let Snape go out like this?
Pale and fragile.
There is a saying in the ancient oriental country: men should be beautiful in soap, and women should be beautiful in filial piety.
Snape is in black mourning clothes now!
Very pretty! Double the pretty!
That is to say, Snape cannot read minds, otherwise I don't know whether to be speechless or complain about the saying "to look pretty in mourning clothes" refers to the color of clothes, not to wear mourning clothes. Later, it really evolved into that meaning, and it also refers to widows, either widows or widowers!
"You do?" Snape looked at Riddle, skeptical.
He used to think that if something was labeled with how much to use, just following the instructions step by step, wouldn't that be easy? It wasn't until he started cooking himself, using a scale and measuring cups, and finally made a meal that tasted like scientific progress, that he realized it required talent.
And Snape didn't think Riddle would do it.
"Such a simple thing is not difficult for me." Riddle said with ease.
Twenty minutes later the food arrived, and another ten minutes later Riddle closed the kitchen door, no longer wearing his shirt. He put on an apron and asked Snape to help him tie the belt that was inexplicably sent behind him, or asked Snape to help roll up his sleeves with his wet hands.
Half an hour later, Riddle had placed a soundproofing charm on the kitchen door and stopped chatting with Snape, or occasionally calling out to Sev to make sure he was awake.
An hour later, Riddle came out with a delicious dish.
Snape knew that Riddle had ordered takeout because Riddle sobered up as soon as he entered the kitchen. He had been using magic to stay awake from the beginning, and he was only "drunk" next to Riddle because he was tired of living.
Peacock also came out of the space. She was actually quite grateful to Riddle. She didn't know how to comfort Snape after his parents passed away. She could only leave Snape with peace and let time smooth everything out.
But Riddle chose to pull Snape out of his sadness.
They all used their own methods to help Snape get through that mood at the time.
She used magic to see the scene in the kitchen. How to put it, if Snape's food felt like technological advancement, Del's food felt like they were practicing poison.
The first time he prepared to make soup, Peacock was shocked to see that the fresh meat, which was still alive a second ago, was simply washed and put into the pot, and then whole lettuce was added.
Apparently, Riddle also felt he couldn't eat it after smelling the smell and the blood foam on it.
So he quietly closed the door and used magic to make the contents of the soup pot disappear.
If he thinks there's something wrong with stewing the soup, he might as well just fry a steak. How easy is that?
Then he used his strength to demonstrate what a raging fire meant, and even the ceiling was burned black!
Then he cast a soundproofing charm and used magic to restore the kitchen to its original state.
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