[Comprehensive] She has an affair with the villain

We make our own futures, and then call them fate. And what better excuse to choose a path than to insist it's our destiny. But at the end of the day, we all have to live with our choices.

We write our own future and call it destiny.There is no better excuse to call the Lu Qiang he chose as fate.But in the end, we still have to pay the price for our choices.

In the closed space surrounded by the transparent light wall, Vespa looked at the vampire NPC in front of him expressionlessly.

Lester smiled flatteringly, "Welcome back to the villain system for now—"

She narrowed her eyes slightly, "System upgrade bug? Unfinished tasks and fell into a coma?"

"It's just an accident, my dear," Lester's handsome features showed a particularly charming smile, "Maybe you can treat it as a special experience?"

Vespa tilted her face slightly and raised the corners of her mouth sarcastically, "It's a special experience for me to accept this damn villain system," she emphasized, "a particularly stupid experience."

Lester smiled helplessly, while Vespa only cared about his unfinished tasks, "I think you should end this unpleasant conversation immediately and let me continue the task."

The handsome and extraordinary vampire NPC showed embarrassment, "Due to a system error, the timeline of this world has deviated."

"So?" Vespa's voice was threatening.

"When you return to that world, there will be a time difference of more than 30 years," Lester said slowly, "summer 1976."

Vespa put away all his smiles, "So I'm dead again in this world."

"No, no," Lester explained to her in detail the solution to the system error, "You were hit by the Avada Kedavra in 1943, but you didn't really die, but fell into a coma. The system urgently called your The vampire physique obtained in the previous world, so your body is not aging or damaged, it just slept for 33 years."

"Don't other people find it weird?" Vespa raised his eyebrows.

Lester shrugged, "Honey, you and Tom Riddle indirectly defeated the Dark Lord Grindelwald, and the entire European magical world respects you and him as saviors."

Vesper was silent for a while, "Don't you think it's a coincidence that I met Grindelwald?"

"What?" Lester looked at her in surprise, and then frowned, "But it was the system upgrade process before and after this incident, and I lost the monitoring ability for a short time, so I can't know the truth."

Vespa watched him and said his conjecture, "Tom Riddle."

"You mean Tom Riddle planned all of this?!" The famous villain expresses his shock at the extent of the new Dark Lord's insanity.

Vespa was in a calm mood, "If I hadn't encountered a system bug that made me lose my special defense ability, Avada Kedavra might not be able to cause harm to me. To some extent, I am Riddle's human shield, right? And Defeating Grindelwald puts him in a position of great power."

"And—" Vesper recalled his getting along with Riddle, "to some extent, it is more important than using my victory over Grindelwald to gain power and using other people's hands to remove me as a stumbling block that affects his energy and mind." Like Tom Riddle deep down, the root cause of what drives him to do what he does."

What's more, Vesper knows too many secrets about him, and the heir of Slytherin who believes in "a secret known to two people in this world is equivalent to everyone knows it", will not trust anyone in his bones.

Lester had a strange expression, "He is really a patient with antisocial personality disorder. I mean, his grief over the past thirty years does not seem to be a show. He even persuaded the Linde family to take your sleeping body with you. Back in England, almost inseparable."

Vespa rolled his eyes, "That's why he's a demented high-functioning sociopath."

Perhaps for Tom Riddle, her existence is a kind of cowardice that needs to die, but her departure will make him very sad, and he will no longer even be entangled in the bad influence of love on him.

To some extent, maybe the damn system bug helped her a little this time. She was almost killed by the death curse, but it became the opportunity to really enter Riddle's heart.

But Vesper still wanted to yell at this time—the insane Voldemort, the Dark Lord, Tom Riddle!

"Where is my body? St. Mungo's Hospital?" Vespa asked.

Founded in the early 17s by the famous healer Mongol Bonham, the hospital treated wizarding patients from all over Britain.

When Hogwarts students are injured, they will usually be treated by Madam Pomfrey, the head nurse in the medical wing, but if the injury is serious, the student will be sent to St. Mungo's Hospital for better treatment, and Victoria Spa felt that the fact that he had been in a coma for 30 years was probably considered a very serious illness.

Lester clicked on the transparent panel, "Malfoy Manor."

When Vespa opened his eyes again, he saw an extravagant dome painting in front of him, which combined the Gothic architectural style of the Middle Ages and the early Renaissance. The room had extremely luxurious decoration, luxurious furniture, marble fireplace, and even put There is a gilded mirror, and the stone floor tiles are almost entirely covered with expensive rugs.

And she was lying on a gorgeous and soft four-poster bed, wrapped in a silky quilt coolly, instead of the Slytherin wizard robe she was wearing before, she was replaced by a beautiful and comfortable court-style white Lace nightgown, it can be seen that her body has been taken care of very well, for a vegetable who has been in a coma for 30 years.

The one thing she is most concerned about right now is - His Highness the Dark Lord won't slice himself up again, will he?If so, is it too late for her to give up the mission now?

Vespa was just about to sit up when he heard a voice from outside the exquisitely carved door, "That lord came here to attend a meeting of the Ministry of Magic and brought this 'Sleeping Beauty' with him, he is so infatuated, he Obviously such a handsome big shot."

The voice of the answer was a bit jealous, "The master has completely ruled the British Ministry of Magic, and even the Minister of Magic is just his puppet behind the scenes, but this weird 'Sleeping Beauty' has always been entangled with him, she is simply his stain !"

Vespa opened the door expressionlessly, and looked at the two witches in black wizard robes outside, "Where is Tom Riddle?"

"Merlin—" the scream resounded through the hallway of the manor instantly.

Bobby, the house elf of the Malfoy family, appeared outside the door holding a silver tray. The moment he saw Vesper, his eyes widened in shock, "Merlin! Miss Lynde is awake!" !"

Vespa bent down and touched his bat-like ears, "Cute little guy, can you tell me where Tom Riddle is now?"

Bobby the elf seemed not familiar with the name Tom Riddle, so Vesper changed his name, "His other name should be Lord Voldemort."

Dobby instantly showed a look of awe and fear, "The lord is in the council hall of the manor, the most gorgeous room that passes through the garden and the fountain."

Vespa smiled and kissed the top of his head. "You're the most beautiful house-elf I've ever seen."

She strolled through the luxurious mansion of the pure-blooded Malfoy family. In the well-designed garden, the elegant and beautiful white peacocks were roaming freely by the fountain. Vespa passed the exquisite wrought iron gate, as if passing through the smoke.

In the ancient Gothic parliament hall, the huge crystal chandelier flickered in the dark room, and the marble fireplace on one side was brightly lit. Abraxas Malfoy and Lucius Malfoy were the first two on the left , while Bellatrix Lestrange and Rodolphus Lestrange sat on the right, and the gorgeous long table was full of pure-blood wizards from Slytherin.

The Dark Lord, who is in full swing, is at the top. He looks less than 30 years old, with an indifferent expression. He simply wears a black robe trimmed with green and silver. His hair is combed meticulously, and his cheeks are thin, but everything suits him well. , making him look surprisingly handsome, but what is even more striking is the powerful and frightening magical aura around him.

Bellatrix Lestrange looked at him enthusiastically, "Master, you are already the candidate for the next minister of the Ministry of Magic, and insisting on teaching at Hogwarts is a waste of your precious time." time."

Lucius Malfoy, who had always disagreed with Bellatrix and his wife, was about to refute her habitually, but was suddenly interrupted by a knocking sound from outside the door. He looked at the slightly frowning Dark Lord, and only Let's hope nothing goes wrong with the Malfoys.

Before anyone was allowed to enter, the door was pushed open, and a particularly charming voice came, "Sorry, excuse me—"

In the dark conference hall, the 16-year-old black-haired girl is dazzling like a diamond. She has amazing beauty, her skin is as bright and soft as the moon, and her hair is fluttering behind her head without the wind. It was just that her gaze swept over her body, which made many men in the council hall stunned for her.

At this moment, these powerful male wizards of pure blood have only one thought - no wonder the master is willing to guard a Sleeping Beauty for 30 years, she is simply amazingly beautiful.

Vespa leaned on the carved gilt gate, "Your Highness, did I get an O in the OWL exam as I wished?"

The breathing of the man known as His Highness the Dark Lord became weak, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

He couldn't tell if it was a dream or reality.

Lord Voldemort moved in front of her in an instant. Vespa looked at his tall and thin elegant figure, and found that he seemed to have grown a lot taller.

His cold palm caressed her cheek, the soft and warm touch almost brought tears to his eyes——

His little girl who radiated infinite light really woke up.

With the passage of time, the adverse effects of those emotions not only did not disappear, but even immersed him in endless pain and regret every day. The painful memory of witnessing Vespa's death for him was always tormenting him. Del, even though he has the power in the sky, without her company, he is as empty and fragile as if he had nothing.

He blinked in disbelief, but there was still time to fix it, couldn't it?

Lord Voldemort almost forgot about everything, he just wanted to hold her in his arms, this was his lost and found love.

But Vespa suddenly took a step back, and then slapped him hard in the face of everyone's unbelievable expressions.

In the silent council hall, the sound made all the witnesses on the long table shake. Merlin, His Highness the Dark Lord will not kill them!

The fanatical followers headed by Bellatrix glared at Vespa bitterly, almost wanting to tear her apart.

But Lord Voldemort, who is usually ruthless, did not fight back. Vespa smiled mockingly at him, "Tom Riddle, no, Lord Voldemort—"

Her eyes were cold, filled with indifference, "We're done playing, take your false feelings and opinions to hell."