[HP] Tsundere from afar

Locked in the dungeon, I did not give in to fear. The first one I succumbed to and knelt down was not Voldemort, but——

hot.

I don't have a wand and can't use the "Cooling Charm". For the first time, I feel what it means to be calm and naturally cool. For the first time, I feel that the conditions in Malfoy Manor without air conditioning are really bad.

Until the next day, I was trying to calm myself down and cool down naturally, but I felt something cold slipping past my skin.It was a cold, rough, hairy thing, and I froze for a moment, trying not to scream or move.

Yet the cold sensation of the thing snaked up my arms and shoulders, touched my cheeks and the top of my head, and I reckoned it was a snake that could eat me.I passed without moving for a long time, until the snake left me. In the silent dungeon, the sound of its crawling gradually faded away. I did not open my eyes until I was sure that it had disappeared.

It must be a picky snake, after all, I will stink if I haven't bathed for so many days.

I was thinking like this, but someone came. Last time, the strong man who could touch my face with his nails appeared in front of my dungeon. He snorted coldly: "Master wants to see you."

He carried me out of this dungeon. For the first time, I realized how weak it is to be unarmed. However, my weakness was obviously not enough to satisfy the man in front of me. He threatened me with grinning teeth: "What a lovely girl, you know what will happen what?"

Then I silently glanced at him, or rather gave him a blank look.It's not derogatory, but he's so tall that I can't even roll my eyes to get a good look at him.But he managed to piss him off. He tripped me to the ground, then pulled my hair and strode forward, roaring like a terrible large animal.

The feeling of being pulled by someone's hair all the way is really uncomfortable. While I feel that obstacles such as stairs hurt me very much, at the same time, I feel the pain of my scalp being pricked by needles. I am really afraid that I will become bald in a second. !

Finally, he took me to a living room-like place, pulled my hair and threw me to the open space in front of me.The clearing was even pretty, for the blue embroidered rug was under there, and for a moment I thought about falling asleep to it, and I didn't have the energy to think about it.

"Master, she has already brought it." The strong man instantly became respectful.

"Very good, Greyback." A hoarse and cold voice sounded, I looked in the direction, and finally witnessed the limit of the evolution of the ugly appearance of human beings.

Voldemort is simply picturesque---

rage comic.

I am the sun.

Voldemort was wearing a large, ancient black robe. He was indeed bald, with a flat snake face, nostrils as small as slits, and scarlet pupils squinting slightly at me.

And I started to hate and start to fear, I hated that he hurt Ruth, and I was afraid of what he would do to me.

"Pretty girl." He walked up to me and forced my jaw to lift with a wave of his wand, which was actually a bit difficult for me who was extremely tired." Nagini found her in the dungeon and asked Knowing that it is a well-bred lady, it will take the initiative to ask whether such a thing should be eaten before eating. Huh? Lucius."

Eat your uncle.

I pulled the corners of my mouth with some difficulty, and my dry throat made it difficult for me to speak.

I turned my eyes and saw the three members of the Malfoy family on the side. They are still so eye-catching when they stand together.Among them, Draco is still so handsome and beautiful, but his face looks even paler. His gray-blue eyes are looking at me motionlessly, as if there are countless emotions to be vented in the next second.

Lucius.Malfoy suddenly stood up. This man looked much older, even with a not-so-clean stubble on his chin: "Yes, master. This girl was sent to the dungeon by Bellatrix."

At this time, a voice that I heard somewhere suddenly appeared: "Her name is Eve Ross."

"Russ!" Voldemort raised his head, he walked up to me strangely, and looked at me with a vicious and evil look: "That Albert Russ?"

"That's right, it's him." The voice sounded very coquettishly again, I looked over and found that it was the man I saw at the Quidditch World Cup a few years ago, Ruth's nephew---

Benson.Selwyn.

He was bowing his head to Voldemort: "She is the girl adopted by that man."

I felt that my jaw was twisted violently, and I felt a pain in my bones, which made me cry out in pain.

"Very well, an unknown..." Voldemort touched my face with his wand, and a malicious pain spread from his wand to my cheek. "That Albert Ruth, I heard he is still alive?"

"Dead." When I struggled to make a sound, even I couldn't believe that the ugly and hoarse voice came from my mouth.

Referred to as the male duck voice.

"She lied!" Benson said.Selwyn yelled, and he started muttering about me.

"Just died a year ago." I struggled to refute this disgusting man, no matter how ugly my voice was, but this explanation allowed Voldemort to stop Benson.Howl of Selwyn.

So Voldemort waved his wand and threw me heavily on the carpet. He looked so powerful that he could execute my life and death at will. I thought a lot in the dungeon and forced myself to face everything calmly. Maybe I can spit a star to prove my chastity.But when I saw Voldemort so close in reality, I suddenly felt that all the psychological construction was useless.

"Very good." The scary Voldemort sat down on the chair, and he smiled almost cruelly at me, then turned to face the big snake coiled up beside him, and said in a very soft tone: "You can eat Yes, Nagini."

I noticed that Draco seemed to want to walk towards me, but was soon stopped by someone.The snake swam towards me with a message, and the moment it wrapped around my head, I suddenly felt very sad, unhappy, sad, and entangled.

Actually, no one can save me at this time. The story of a hero saving the beauty in fairy tales is usually not created by a dragon suit. I always feel that I should die more than Mount Tai. In fact, dying sooner or later is death---

It is better to die than to live.

"Please wait!" I couldn't help trembling and said, raising my head like Voldemort, even the big snake that was eyeing a tiger was still hanging around my neck.

This scene must be ugly, but my mind is also a bit deformed and ugly now.

I feel that I am not familiar with the control of facial muscles, but I still try my best to put on a smiley expression: "Please allow me to pledge my allegiance to you."

"Why should I allow you?" Voldemort suddenly stood up on the chair, pointed his wand at me, and said mockingly: "I don't need you, girl!"

"Please don't do this." I raised my head tremblingly, swallowing a mouthful of saliva, quite lingering.But he still forced himself to put on a pitiful and devout look, as if he used to beg for food without money.

"I'm useful, I'm really useful," I said, "For a wizard as great as you, you must need something!"

"What?" His scarlet eyes stared at me unkindly, those horrible eyes seemed so red that they could drip blood.

"Loyalty." The moment I blurted out the word, all the Death Eaters around me laughed viciously, which made me look very stupid, but I still looked at Voldemort and tried to say the next sentence—— -

"A Hufflepuff's loyalty."

At times like this, it seems that dignity and beauty are gone, and I can abandon them for the sake of my life.Because I don't want to face that kind of death, because death may be more terrifying than life.

People live for what?In fact, it doesn't make any sense. The bottom line is to try to live, and I'm struggling to beg for the hope of living.

"Master, she may be a Muggleborn!" said a man with yellow hair, groveling to Voldemort.

The Death Eaters were still laughing mockingly, but Voldemort's face gradually froze, he stared at me, and then waved to the group of Death Eaters behind him.This gesture close to an order made the surroundings suddenly quiet, and the snake coiled around me slowly drifted away, and then almost everyone in the room was watching me.

"Hufflepuff's loyalty." Voldemort narrowed his eyes, looking very dangerous: "Very interesting stuff, Hufflepuff's loyalty... Hufflepuff's loyalty!"

He suddenly laughed, took a few steps back, and then stared at me fiercely: "Show me!"

"Show me," Voldemort murmured, lowering his head over mine, and I seemed to already sense an impatience and frenzy in his voice that made me feel a little unsafe.

Soon, I heard a voice from above——

"Critical Carpal Bone!"

At that moment, I felt that the fatigue just now was a kind of enjoyment. The severe pain in my bones resonated with my heart, and my soul and body were shaking together.I think my face must be very ugly now, but I still hold myself back and try my best to not let myself make strange groans or gasps, even if I want to scream more.

I thought of Draco, doesn't he think I'm very ugly and mean now?

"Hufflepuff House is the most loyal, isn't it?" Voldemort walked up and down beside me, as if wondering where to cast a curse.

"Critical Carpal Bone!"

This is really a lunatic, as if a saw had split me open, and while I writhed with pain, I felt that life would be better than death.

"Critical Carpal Bone!"

After the third Cruciatus, my eyes were almost black and I was sweating all over, and I couldn’t see clearly. A fishy-sweet smell came out of my mouth, which made me feel like I was about to collapse.

"Show me." Voldemort's voice came from above me, and I realized that this might be my last chance.

So I raised my head with all my strength, even though I really wanted to die at this moment, then I kissed the robe corner of the person in front of me with my lips, in a humble kneeling posture.

"My master," I said in a trembling voice, trying my best to be servile and obedient.

There was applause and vicious shouting all around me, and I tried to imagine that they were being cheered on me on the Quidditch pitch, which at least made me feel better.

"Very well," said Voldemort, satisfied. "A rare, Hufflepuff's loyalty."

My eyelids were already closed unbearably, and after hearing Voldemort's words, I almost realized the fact that I was rescued.

I can survive.

Dignity is precious, and the price of life is even higher.Keep the green hills, and don't worry about no firewood.Voldemort, wait and see if I don't love you to death!