[HP]You're my cake

8,

Please call him Harry the Housekeeper from today on

Harry puffed out his chest and exhaled a puff of air through his nose triumphantly

He successfully cleaned the ground within the range pointed by the broom in his hand

No, please don't mind the time he spent sorting out yesterday's pile of books, and please don't mind the other things he knocked over while sweeping the floor

------Because none of them were damaged, right?

------Fortunately, nothing was damaged

------fortunately…

Harry wiped the cold sweat off his brow

Then he held up the book he had just scavenged from yet another dirty corner (now cleaned up, eh!) and squinted gravely at it

Wiped the dust off the cover, and was about to open --------

---------- Then came the sound of the door lock being opened

Harry turned around in a panic, subconsciously hiding the book behind his back

Tom pushed the door open and was speechless for a second when he saw Harry's awkward posture

It's really all kinds of obvious actions.

The owner of the house was about to order the little mouse under the fence to hand over the things hidden behind him, but the other party seemed to have reacted and took out the things he had just covered uprightly from behind

"Welcome back Mr. Riddle---uh, I'm sorry, just reflexively..." The boy scratched his reddish cheeks with dusty fingers. "Excuse me, can I watch this?"

Tom was feeling uncomfortable because of Harry's "Welcome back", so he raised his eyebrows and looked at the latter

The boy held up the book in his hand, and Tom could see the cover, most of which had been wiped off with dust.

Actually, it's not Tom's stuff, it's a remnant of the previous owner of this basement

A dirty and old travel + geography magazine

Tom didn't answer Harry's question, but looked around the room first

Harry started to break out in a cold sweat again, and his shoulders lifted slightly

"Oh. You sorted out yesterday's books."

"Uh, yes."

"And swept the floor."

"Yes, Mr. Riddle."

"How many more things did it knock over, huh?"

“……………………… 5 items, sorry………”

At this time, Harry's face became very depressed, and Tom saw it in his eyes and felt quite happy in his heart.

The boy still tried to make a last effort: "Mr. Riddle, nothing is broken..."

"I know, if even one thing is broken, you can sell your ass."

After speaking, Tom began to take off his coat and scarf, strode past Harry

What does selling ass mean?

Harry clutched the book with both hands, completely confused about what his landlord was thinking, was it right or not?

Because one's own side can't grasp the opponent's intention at all, so it can only adopt a compromise strategy

--------- Put the magazine on the side table

Before I put it down completely, I heard Tom's moody voice from the hanger, "You eat all the dirty things on my table one by one."

Harry froze in place, turning his head to the older man with a "click, click, click" sound from his neck

The older man pulled out a beautiful, cruel smile. "Just do it with your dirty hands, my boy."

"Thanks, thank you, Mr. Riddle..."

mommy my landlord is horrible

Harry asked Riddle again to borrow the toilet paper on the table, and after Riddle impatiently agreed, he happily wiped the book cover and sides clean, and happily sat on his old sofa to read a book

It is indeed "look", because Harry doesn't know many words

The "Institute" will explain to them the "magic" they have and the principles involved in it, and occasionally teach them some related things that can be used to expand their "magic" skills, Scope knowledge...but that's about it

So Harry understands some professional terms in his stomach, but lacks common sense and common daily vocabulary

That said, it's easy to understand

Harry carefully admired each picture, and tried to read the words printed on them. He unconsciously pulled the book close to his face, distinguishing the shadow of each word

The boy is actually nearsighted

Of course, it's not so serious that you can't recognize the person in front of you, but if you are reading, it will be more difficult

His nearsightedness is not hereditary, it is a sequela of the experiment

To the boy, it wasn't something important enough to mention, so he didn't tell Tom

And the latter didn't care at all about Harry who was staying obediently in "his corner". Since yesterday, he was thinking about the new information he got from Harry, and was busy preparing for "casting the net".

-------- And the consequence of this carelessness is that two hours later, Tom rubbed his temples and warned himself that he must never underestimate Harry's ability to cause trouble

At this time, Harry was looking at the photo on the page in a daze. He knew the content on it. If he wiped away the fog on his already blurred memory before the age of 7, he would find that the content in this photo was about a popular A global sport, and one that he and his father are very fond of

football

Harry felt a little sad for this long-lost thing

My heart is like a choked foreign body

He lowered his eyelids, and slowly, turned the page

------ The mood is down.

Harry curled his lips, determined to find something that could restore his spirits in the following content

Then, a few more pages later, that content was displayed in front of him

Harry felt the hairs all over his body stand on end.

-----------《100 Days of DIY Home Cooking Food!Spaghetti Bolognese in Tomato Sauce" with pictures and texts

God's stinky socks!

Harry swallowed

This is great!

Harry leaves his old couch, grabs his (Tom's/former owner's) old magazines, deftly avoids (at last) the furniture on either side of the aisle, tries to ignore what Tom is projecting on him as he moves again. Sharp eyes

He walked towards the refrigerator with firm steps, and stood at attention in front of the refrigerator

---------Then cautiously turned his head to Tom

got permission yesterday

He cheers for himself

i can open the refrigerator

He smiled at Tom, who was looking at him blankly, and opened the refrigerator door with trembling hands.

Although Tom wanted to ask a question, but he thought that he told the boy yesterday that he could eat the things in the refrigerator, and there happened to be a phone call, so he dismissed the idea and went to answer the phone

Although there wasn't much in Riddle's refrigerator, it was like a miracle that Harry was able to find all the ingredients needed to make the pasta sauce

He was almost moved by this discovery, thinking that this should be fate

He looked back at Tom, who was on the phone with his back turned.

"..." After thinking for a second, Harry decisively opened several cabinets above the kitchen utensils

------Very good, here are the noodles

Harry closed the cupboard door, feeling his whole body brighten up

The last problem is how to get Riddle's consent...

At this time, Tom, who was answering the phone over there, quickly walked to the hanger and quickly restored his equipment for going out

-------good chance!

-------No...it's all right!

Harry hurried forward to block Tom's path

very brave act

And some people collectively refer to this type of behavior as "death"

Tom frowned, and while answering the phone, he signaled Harry with a bad expression to speak quickly

"Mr. Riddle, I would like to borrow food from the kitchen and refrigerator, is that okay?"

Tom frowned even deeper, but he had no time to be distracted by Harry's pointless questions, rather he waved his hand with a touch of "luck" to let the latter do whatever he wanted

Thanking Tom from the back, Harry watched him close the door with a smart and neat movement, and thought to himself: "A person with a cold face and a warm heart..."

If Tom finds out, he will definitely crook his nose, eh

What happened next was a disaster

Harry thought, why does he have to ask Riddle to bring him food every time, he can cook for Riddle

--------- Don't you think there's something wrong with you, a boy, having such thoughts?

Of course Harry didn't see anything wrong with the idea, in fact, he hadn't even cooked it once.

But he thinks that as long as he has the book in his hand, he can do anything!

At this point, his thoughts and behaviors have risen to a height that cannot be simply measured

People call it, "Ultimate Death"

There is indeed a relatively detailed process in the book, and it is even thoughtful. It seems that the pictures are specially attached for the sake of people like Harry who can't read much.

This is the source of Harry's self-confidence. He has always believed that although he is not very good anywhere, he has certain advantages in his hands-on ability

Then the boy who never cooked the noodles added too much water to the pot

Then he thought about it and decided to cover the pot directly after seeing the scene where the water was almost overflowing after putting down the noodles

Then after a long day of tinkering he finally got the ignition on and turned it on to the max

Then he continued to squint his eyes and continue to browse magazines

Well, keep browsing the magazines

continue, continue, browse, browse, miscellaneous, journal,

I was so distracted that I didn't notice the boiling water on one side until the lid of the pot was blown to the ground by the steam.

boiling water splashing

Throwing the book aside in a hurry

In the end, in desperation, subconsciously, use, use, magic, law

The steel pot let out a metallic scream, and the pot wall that was visible to the naked eye sank

Adding fuel to the fire, the water in the pot spilled all over the stove --------

Looking at the mess, Harry froze in place

------Ruined………

Eh?Doesn't it seem like it's the first time you say this?

This kind of thing is fine no matter what, Harry realized that he had to clean up the crime scene immediately

So he rushed to the bathroom, found a towel that looked like it was supposed to be used to wipe the furniture, and rushed to the kitchen

But the god who saw the stinky socks obviously couldn't let this naughty bear boy end everything so simply

So Harry stepped on the water he spilled in the kitchen and slipped

The consequences can be imagined, the bear child is soaked all over

And there are still 5 minutes left until Tom witnesses this scene

"Do you want to sell your ass that much, kid..."

The stove had been wiped clean, and Harry dumped the wasted noodles into the trash can with distress

Now the boy is holding the deformed steel pot, standing in front of Tom with his head bowed

The shirt on his body was wet, so transparent that it couldn't completely cover the color of the boy's skin

As the older man just returned from the outdoors, the cold air was gradually approaching him, and he couldn't help shivering

[Even here I feel that it would be a pity not to have a paragraph of letters ←v←]

To be honest, Tom now really has the urge to swallow the small beast in front of him cleanly, but at the same time, his powerful rational device began to operate rapidly, making him jump violently for a moment. Pulse calm down

No matter how many words he said before, he was threatening and intimidating to achieve his goal. He firmly believed that his judgment was not wrong. There should be factors in this boy that could bring him back.

He thought back to what he heard when he went out just now.

Yeah, that's right ------ Exactly, so why doesn't he just try to put up with the boy's stupidity, and if he's only going to add a little bit of everyday drama, why not How about giving him another chance?

Also give yourself a chance

After thinking about this point, Tom didn't say another word, leaving Harry trembling alone, and went back to his desk

Harry stood stiffly holding the pot for a long time, and finally turned around and put the pot back on the stove gently without making any noise. He stared at the sunken part of the pot in a daze, and then started to sneeze uncontrollably

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

Harry felt as cold as ice in the heated basement, his ears were filled with dead silence, and he felt an inexplicable void in his heart.

he doesn't understand why

Riddle didn't even show the slightest bit of anger. He didn't ask questions or look threatening. He just turned around silently and started his work indifferently.

Isn't Riddle's anger what he fears most now?This is obviously a good thing, but I can't feel comfortable at all, full of the illusion of being abandoned

------Obviously, I have never been really accepted at all...

Thinking of this, Harry's heart began to sink in the hole he had created.

Until something covered it from the top of the head

wow!

He frantically tore off what was covering him

It was a sweater that was obviously bigger than him. He turned around and looked in the direction where the sweater was flying.

There, however, was blocked by several pieces of dry clothes the same size as the sweater that were still floating in the air and were about to come into close contact with his face

even so, even so

Harry still knew and believed from the bottom of his heart who it was who threw these clothes at him

Of course!

Who else is here besides that person!

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

Harry grabs all the clothes lent to him just as Tom closes the wardrobe door

The boy felt the joy bursting from the bottom of his heart in an instant, his eyes widened and his cheeks immediately became flushed, and he felt that the clothes he had just received had the ultimate warmth

"Maybe you're tired of hearing it, but I'll say it no matter how many times -----"

"Sorry, Mr. Riddle, thank you very much, Mr. Riddle."

When Tom heard Harry's declaration, he just sat back at his desk and said noncommittally

"Your sneezing is too loud."

it's true

The author has something to say:

All kinds of sauces are brewed, ummm... But please rest assured, this article does not have such a situation ==+

Even if there is, then you have to take another route.

In the group, I worked out 4 routes with my friends, one HE, one TE, two BE

I myself feel like it’s over wwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww until now that I’m still ignorant, but in the next section I’m going to take them all in one stroke and let them break into the "love" stage, what should I do, it’s too abrupt

I really feel the disadvantages of my hasty writing

I feel like I've been sunk in cement

This must be my retribution for insisting on writing the submerged stem

The skin is torn: There is a BUG in this chapter, did you guys find it?

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