"It's not that serious." Fang Ze turned to look at Voldemort who was playing a game, feeling that Voldemort would not suddenly attack him before his personal belongings and wand were returned by Fang Ze. If Fang Ze died, where would he go to find his things? After all, Fang Ze himself didn't know where Qin Feng was now, and Qin Feng also had Platycodon's natal doll beside him. Although Voldemort is crazy, he is not stupid.
Killing Fang Ze would do him no good.
"You'd better be careful." Lin Miaomiao said helplessly, "Psychology and gambling are actually not much different. They are both trying to find the right answer among infinite answers. So it is possible that my judgment is wrong, but It’s always good to be careful.”
"Okay, I get it." Fang Ze still hadn't figured out whether Voldemort really liked playing games or whether he just pretended to like it.
If playing games can keep a big devil from doing evil temporarily, then Fang Ze will continue to optimize a few such games for Voldemort to play. When Voldemort returns to the world of Harry Potter, everything will have nothing to do with him.
Of course, this may also cause Voldemort to have no games to play after he returns, causing this powerful wizard to use magic to control some scientists to speed up the development of computers so that he can play games there as soon as possible.
On Thursday, Lin Xiaoxin called Fang Ze because she was bored in class, and Fang Ze suddenly realized that he had been stuck in the hotel for two consecutive days. Basically, he spends twenty-four hours a day, excluding four hours of sleeping time, and spends the rest of the time watching Voldemort playing games and chatting with him. As a result, he has recently felt that the air around him is a bit stuffy.
So Fang Ze stood up, looked at Voldemort who was still playing the game, and said, "Why don't you put down the game first, go out for a walk, and calm down your mood."
"Okay." Voldemort, whose skin looked increasingly pale, put down his mouse and keyboard, and then stood up.
The two people walked out of the hotel room and took the elevator down to the bottom floor. When they walked out of the hotel, they saw Ma Zongxiang and three people playing board games on the sofa in the lobby.
"They're coming out." Shi Miao looked up and saw Fang Ze coming downstairs, and quickly took a picture of Shi Miao.
"The two grown men stayed in the room for two whole days before they came out." Ma Zongxiang looked at the backs of Fang Ze and Voldemort, thinking that they could not hear him, so he said unscrupulously, "Now I feel more and more that these two They are gay, they must be doing some shameful things in the room."
"For example, the day before yesterday I took you home to play with you while you were unconscious?" Shi Fen said something inappropriately at the side.
"Get out of here!" Ma Zongxiang almost wanted to hit someone when he heard which pot was being opened and which pot was being lifted.
"You have to admit that this is possible." Shi Fen patted Shi Miao and Ma Zongxiang, "Let's go, let's follow and see where these two people go."
Fang Ze noticed that he and Voldemort had three little tails attached to their backs, and for some reason suddenly felt a little irritated.
I am your savior, but you suspect that I anally fucked you? !
Fang Ze, who was walking in front, suddenly wanted to turn around and grab Ma Zongxiang's neck to tell him that even if he was gay, he still had to look at his face.
"There seem to be three more little mice behind us." Voldemort also noticed that there were people following behind him, so he said expressionlessly, "I don't want to be monitored when I go out occasionally. If you are nosy here, If our people just ask not to harm ordinary people’s lives, maybe we can simply teach these three little mice a lesson.”
"Forget it." Fang Ze shook his head, cleared his mind of the negative emotions, and then said to Voldemort, "Let's go, let's go to the restaurant where we ate the day we arrived to have something to eat."
Voldemort and Fang Ze entered the hotel not long after. Shimin Shimiao brother and sister and Ma Zongxiang also followed in, who didn't understand what concealment and disguise meant at all.
After the three of them sat down, they looked at the prices on the menu, and their faces suddenly turned green. They only ordered three drinks and excused themselves to wait for one more person, then sat down on the chairs.
"The food here seems not as delicious as the first time we came here." Voldemort complained to Fang Ze while eating.
"Yeah." Fang Ze tasted it carefully and found that it really didn't taste good, so he used the hand of the God of Cooking to force the food into his mouth.
"Do you like being watched while eating?" While eating, Voldemort suddenly asked an inexplicable question.
"Of course not." Fang Ze replied, "You might feel awkward if someone looks at you while you are eating."
"Oh." Voldemort turned his back to them, pointed at them, and then said, "Then these three people are staring at you. Don't you feel uncomfortable eating?"
"No." Fang Ze shouted in a slightly louder voice, and then told Voldemort not to pay attention to those three people.
However, Fang Ze, who originally felt that there was nothing wrong with him, would remember that someone was looking at him every time he took a bite. He suddenly felt extremely awkward and felt that these delicacies were getting more and more unpalatable. Before finishing the meal, he put it down and refused to eat any more. He snapped his fingers and asked the waiter to come over and pay.
When paying the bill, the manager of the restaurant happened to be there, so Fang Ze mentioned that the food was not cooked well today.
But I don’t know if it’s because the restaurant manager is relatively young. After Fang Ze raised his opinion, the restaurant manager retorted on the spot, saying that Fang Ze said that their restaurant always pays attention to quality and every dish is carefully prepared, so there is no such thing as being unpalatable.
The restaurant manager's attitude reminded Fang Ze of the manager of Chef Song's restaurant, and he suddenly became even more annoyed.
If he didn't have a little self-control, Fang Ze would probably smash the table to pieces with one slap.
"Don't you think it's a bit sad that you live like this?" Voldemort looked at Fang Ze coming out of the restaurant with an angry face, and then said, "The reason why people pursue power is because power can bring people enjoyment. If just that A few people know that you have the power to kill them at any time, and they will definitely not dare to follow you and show you off.
If you use this power to do your own business, then the people under your control will greet you with a smile from now on, no matter whether they are crying or laughing behind their backs. Everyone will feel honored to have one more word with you, and every decision you make, everyone will abide by and achieve everything you want to achieve. This is the meaning of power. If someone tries to stop you from doing this, just overturn them. "Voldemort seemed to be talking to himself or speaking to Fang Ze. Every time he spoke, his face became paler.
(End of chapter)