"Why?" He knew what she was asking, but he had no answer, and even he himself didn't know the meaning of all this. He gave up the chance to inquire about the Horcruxes, the support he had been seeking from the pure-blood family, and he even gave up killing her, Hermione Granger, the source of all these horrific changes. Tom stared intently at her watery eyes, but now he just wanted to kiss her. Seeing Riddle's delay in answering, Hermione's already chaotic mind became even more confused. She can no longer tell what is real and what is illusion. Is the monster with the terrifying snake face in the future him or the handsome and upright boy in front of her? The former destroyed her home and hurt countless of her friends, but the latter saved her from a group of evil people. She had thought that this was just a good show he directed and acted in, but what happened next was far beyond her comprehension. Her legs no longer hurt, and her body's functions have almost returned to the state they were in before tonight. It was raw bone water and vitality rejuvenating agent, and maybe some fresh blood was added, because when she was twisting and struggling just now, she found that the congestion on her wrist had also faded. Tom Riddle not only saved her, he also cured her. Hermione seemed to have lost her goal all of a sudden and became confused. Is this person in front of me really Voldemort? Was he the monster she should hate? She was confused and her reaction became sluggish, and she didn't notice in time that Riddle lowered his head again.
Motto: Love can conquer all
