Snape had no good impression of this place. The only time he felt warm in his dark and damp childhood was when he was held in Irene's arms and talked about the wizarding world and Hogwarts.
He hates it here.
Old, greasy houses and a foul-smelling sewer outside the door.
He hated this place.
The door lock had been broken and all the valuables in the house had been taken away. It was easy to imagine who had done it.
Snape ignored all this and went upstairs to the attic, where he planned to take away Irene's old books that she had used at that time.
Peacock quietly stayed beside Snape, watching him take away the good old books hidden in the attic. When passing by the place where Irene had hidden the money before, he used an unlocking spell, and sure enough, a small door popped out. He opened it, and inside were small cloth bags, which contained the money he had sent.
There was a note on the bag: "Use some of it to prepare Tobias's funeral."
Snape put the money away and saw an owl landed on the window. Then he remembered that this was the day to send money to Irene.
Snape took the money and wrote a letter for the owl to take back, telling the owl post office that he had cancelled the business.
Of course, he wouldn't ask Owl to send money to Irene every month. This was a business of the Owl Post Office. They would go to Lucius's shop every month to get the money and then send it to Irene.
The money from the store was directly deducted from Snape's share.
"Sev, they have returned to nature." Peacock comforted Snape.
"Well... I know." Snape cleaned the house and sat in front of his former bed to rest for a while.
Peacock sat on Snape's shoulder, quietly accompanying him.
On the other side were the Malfoys and the Lestranges.
Compared to Bella's excitement, Lucius and Narcissa were a little nervous, but on the surface they looked at Riddle with the same respect as Bella.
"I'm a little curious about your love story," Riddle said.
Lucius and Narcissa's hands tightened.
Bella looked at Riddle in confusion and replied respectfully, "Lord, we are in a family marriage."
There is no love between us.
Lucius and Narcissa did, but seeing how interested Riddle looked they didn't dare to say they did.
Riddle looked at them with disdain. When he really needed them, they were not reliable at all.
"Then let me ask you, how do you judge love?" Although Riddle asked them, he was actually looking at Lucius.
"Is it love between lovers?" Lucius asked carefully.
Riddle thought about it, not sure. He might have just seen his past self through Snape, or he might have regarded Snape as an excellent student, or it might just be because of the exchange of soul stabilizer.
Lucius was curious and afraid at the same time, and he probably understood this attitude.
If not, then it is definitely not. It is because you want him/her to be your other half that you dare not rashly define a relationship.
"Lord, just think about it. If she finds a lover to spend the rest of her life with, will you bless her or will you want to replace her as her lover?" Lucius answered calmly.
Mr. and Mrs. Lestrange were completely stunned. Bella pinched Mr. Lestrange's thigh and saw him grimacing in pain but not daring to make a sound, confirming that he was not dreaming.
That's right, how could she have such an outrageous dream?
Narcissa was also very calm. She clenched her hands and thought over and over again about who could have made this person ask such a question.
Riddle frowned at the thought. He didn't like this idea and wanted Lucius to try a different verification method.
Then he paused, unwilling to even imagine the possibility of him spending the rest of his life with someone. There was only one outcome, and that was—
Riddle was bewildered. He was knowledgeable and talented, but this was the only... one of the two things he was unfamiliar with. The first one was cooking, which was a genetic problem.
But the latter item was really unfamiliar to him.
He reviewed his behavior from beginning to end, and found that he had been deeply involved in it for a long time, but he, who was not sensitive to love, had never noticed it.
Countless exceptions were made, countless appreciations were given, and countless times I was proud of his growth.
Riddle asked them to leave, saying he needed to think carefully.
After they left, they kept silent about it. This wasn't something that could be discussed. They just pretended it didn't happen...
How is this possible!!!!!!!
Lucius went through the people he knew and finally chose his most taciturn and gossipy friend, Severus Snape.
He chose to encrypt the letter and wrote: "I have a friend whose boss is very cruel and ruthless, but today he suddenly said that he has someone he likes..."
Riddle returned to the study. The blackish red dahlias on the desk were still beautiful under the effect of magic. He saw a card stuck on it with the word "flower" on it.
At that time, the Divination game had already been played for four cards. The first two cards were the location, the third was the wand, and the fourth was turned over when he came back with the flowers that Snape gave him.
Today he opened the fifth one, which was the Grim Reaper.
Thinking of Snape's dead parents, Riddle turned over the last card in the game, which was a snake.
"Parseltongue?" Riddle speculated. "Or do I have to find a snake?"
What a good way to create a fate if there is no fate.
Riddle was not the kind of person who would sit there and wait for death, and tried desperately to deny his own feelings. Now that he had confirmed his feelings, he no longer hesitated. He knocked on the table and was about to attack Snape.
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