[HP]You're my cake

Chapter 6 "Daily" 02

6,

Hunger can exercise the human imagination to the extreme!

The hunger that he had been enduring before had now engulfed Harry in a quagmire that was fed only by his imagination.

He hasn't eaten seriously in three days, and the only taste he remembers now is the Riddle's sandwich he stole 12 hours ago

Just now, he let out the scourge in his mind, and Harry wiped the saliva with the back of his hand

Even in such a difficult environment, the boy still firmly decided that he must never be directly dominated by the beast

Really amazing willpower!

Although his eyes were fixed on the refrigerator by the dining table

"Harry, give me some courage, can't you continue to brazenly stretch your hands where you shouldn't stretch your hands without the permission of the master after stealing it once? Mr. Riddle never gave permission..."

Ouch, Mr. Riddle didn't give permission......

Looks like Tom completely forgot about it, Harry

It's better to say that you don't care at all, boy

"Okay." Harry patted his face, "It's time to work, and those who don't work don't get to eat, right?"

Ignoring his growling stomach, he looked left and right to see where Riddle's broom was.

As long as there are people living, there will be utensils for cleaning and sanitation, right? -------There should be nothing wrong, right?

That's what Harry came to, relying on his vague memories of being a kid

even so

Damn

even so

He couldn't help but burst out laughing when he found a household broom in a hidden corner that even spiders had made webs on.

Although it seems that the broom has not been used for a long time, but as long as it exists, it must have been used, right?

------------ Just think about it, Mr. Riddle, who looks arrogant and indifferent, would also bend down to pick up this ordinary broom to do housework, and you will feel that it is true Is it still indescribable?

The boy Harry, who was gloating and imagining all kinds of "Mr. Riddle's back full of human breath" such as washing dishes and cleaning the floor, was stopped by the sound of thunder in his stomach

Harry tried to start sweeping the floor, but soon he found that it would not work because there were too many clutter. Obviously, Mr. Riddle hadn't cleaned his place for a long time so that the little boy who wanted to "help" him was struggling

"Oh... I guess I'll tidy up the clutter first."

He prostrated himself on the floor, shivering at the coldness of the floor, and wanted to move out the books under the sundry shelf that served as a wall first.

And when he didn't notice, in an unfortunate and disastrous accident, a wire got tangled up in his left foot

So when he tried to stand up again, the electric wires pulled by his feet caused another layer of small books on the side to collapse, and he was buried until he collapsed after being hit on the head by several thick books in a row under the hill

-------------Ruined…………

Those were the last words the boy thought before he passed out

It was as if the situation was reversed, this time it was Harry who woke up from the coma

The boy struggled to pull away the books that covered him, stumbling and trying to get up from the pile of books while clutching his swollen head

Before I got up, I felt bad, and there was an extra pair of feet in front of my eyes

He could feel the cold sweat breaking out uncontrollably.

Of course he can guess who it is ---------------

"It's a lot of fun, isn't it, my boy."

Harry swallowed and looked up

Tom was surrounded by a frightening black air that was almost materialized, looking down at the little mouse at his feet with the most frightening eyes

But even such a deterrent gesture, Harry didn't take it very seriously

To be precise, it should be that he put most of his attention on the aroma of the food

Yes, Tom came back with a paper bag of tonight's food

And he still holds it in his hand

He hasn't had time to let go

Tom says his patience is almost at the limit

No one has ever dared to ignore his anger after causing him so much trouble in front of him

Think about it, a boy who came out of an orphanage reached such heights in a short period of time (although he fell a big somersault later), he must not be far behind in controlling his subordinates, After all, no matter which world you are in, mastering power and status is definitely not something that can be achieved by just relying on one's ingenuity

And how dare this boy continue his farce with an attitude that seems to be confident after he has threatened him again and again? !

Damn it, can't you obediently settle in one place and look like you have a tool? !

Or have those experiments in the institute really confused his mind? !

I hope that the person in front of me can become a simple tool, and I also hope that he has a good brain

As such, Tom is clearly contradicting himself unconsciously in his rage.

The low-pressure mass is on the verge of a complete eruption. If the storm is coming, don't be careless and come with a destructive momentum!

"Mr. Riddle, you are back, welcome back!"

The boy in front of him knelt up quickly, "Mr. Riddle, I'm sorry ----- for being rude to you today. So I decided to help you clean up, do housework and so on, please forgive me .”

Tom laughed back angrily: "This is, your 'help'?"

He trembled under the rage, and finally couldn't help throwing the grocery bag in his hand aside, wanting to step forward and grab Harry by the collar

missed

Harry had already reacted swiftly to catch the bag before it hit the ground.

And Tom, who couldn't stop for a while because of too much force, was tripped by Harry's body and fell head-on to the ground.

"Mr. Riddle?!!!!---------"

How is your nose? ! ! ! ! ! !

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