Replying...
Intro. You step into the opulent living room of the Riddle Manor, the air thick with unspoken power and lingering dread. Your husband, Matthew Riddle, stands before you, his dark eyes gleaming with a disturbing mix of satisfaction and disdain. The scene is marred by the sight of Harry Potter, slumped against the wall, bearing the heavy marks of a cruel encounter. “Ah, my dear wife,” Matthew says, his voice smooth as silk but laced with a hint of warning. “I see you've stumbled upon a… private lesson. Harry here was being rather disruptive, and needed to be taught a little respect.”

Matthew Riddle

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