[HP] Reborn Christian

The professor had nothing to do with himself and enjoyed a sumptuous dinner. Although he was only a mixed race and grew up in the Muggle world, he looked more noble than Little Chris. It seemed that he was in Hogwarts and those nobles. The Slytherins are used to eating together.

"Orion, Walburga, your son seems to be seriously ill." Voldemort looked at the Black couple with a half-smile.

"I'm very sorry, Sirius may be too uncomfortable, he can't talk." Walburga said before his husband could speak, "Sirius, you should go home first."

"Master, here's the medicine." The house elf suddenly appeared and broke the current weird atmosphere, Lucius gloated at his misfortune and at the same time smoothed things over with a perfect smirk.

"Lord, since Sirius is seriously ill, let him go home first."

"Of course. Sister Walburga, maybe you can take your son home now."

"Oh, yes." Walburga breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, Voldemort will not tear himself apart with them yet, but in the future...

"Shabi, give the medicine to Mrs. Black." Lucius, the nominal "master", still wanted to do his best to be a landlord, and ease the atmosphere when it became tense.

After listening to the master's words, the house elf immediately brought the potion to Walburga and left.Mrs. Black took the potion and thanked Lucius, then got up to take Sirius home.

"Then I'll take Sirius home first, and I wish you a happy day." Walburga bid farewell without losing the ladylike style and beckoned Sirius to leave, "Sirius, let's go back first."

"Yes." Sirius responded reluctantly. He was very unwilling, but the Dark Lord's aura was so powerful that he couldn't bear the pressure. Besides, the atmosphere at the scene was really weird. Continue to stay.Sirius, who has been educated by the heirs of the nobility since he was a child, still knows what it means to observe the situation and judge the situation.But what a hateful little Slytherin kid from the Mettleys!Slytherins are indeed evil!

With Walburga and Sirius gone, the atmosphere at the scene finally became more harmonious, at least on the surface. Voldemort looked at little Chris meaningfully, the corners of his mouth curled up, extremely weird.

"Lord, do you have any instructions?" Little Chris looked back at Voldemort, still smiling innocently.

"I was thinking, Mettley should be really proud of you."

"Thank you for your praise." Now little Chris not only has a stomachache, but his mouth is almost twitching, and he is so tired of laughing non-stop!

"Why don't you stay in my manor for a few more days?"

"Lord?!" Little Chris suddenly wanted to say: Thank you Lord Ron.

"Don't want to?" Voldemort raised his eyebrows, his eyes stern.

"Of course not. It's my honor." Little Chris lived in Wrights Castle during the holidays. He couldn't let Voldemort know Wrights' existence now, and he couldn't let Mettley know that he didn't stay in school. Let him stay in Voldemort Live in the manor?What if Voldemort wrote to the Mettleys or if he revealed himself?

"But, that bothers you too much, and I can't do it."

"How. Are you trying to disobey my orders again?"

"Uh... no. I will obey the Lord's orders."

"Hmph." Voldemort sneered.

Little Chris laughed.

This dinner was meant to be torture, and little Chris kept his stomach aching until the end, so he ended up eating a bit of dessert before he had to follow Voldemort away.

"Lord, can I send a letter to my family?" Little Chris struggled before leaving.

"Of course. When you get back to my manor, you can write a letter. Let's go back now." Voldemort didn't have that much time, he grabbed little Chris's hand and pressed it on the port key and activated the port key at the same time.

27 Dark Lord's Manor

After a terrible feeling of having his navel pulled, little Chris stood in the vestibule of the fabled Dark Lord's estate.The huge manor was empty and looked a little desolate. Little Chris looked around, and it seemed a bit familiar no matter what.But Voldemort was by his side, and he didn't have time to study the Dark Lord's manor now, so he forgot about it as soon as he thought about it.

"Libby." Voldemort walked towards the house while summoning his own house-elf (please ignore the Dark Lord's estate and where the house-elves came from, it's no longer possible to test). "Master." Libby appeared in response to her master's call, "You are back."

"Well. Go and tidy up a room and come out."

"Yes, master. What else do you want?"

"Not yet."

"Yes." Libby took the order and left.

Voldemort had already entered the door at this time, but found that little Chris hadn't followed him. He turned slightly sideways, and with a sideways glance, he motioned for little Chris to come in.

"Lord..." Little Chris walked over obediently. Why did he feel that he was a child who did something wrong and dared not go home, but was caught by his parents and just brought him back from outside, and Voldemort is a strict parent?oh god are you kidding meForget it, don't let me have this illusion!Isn't this more terrifying than traveling to infinite terror as cannon fodder? !

Little Chris followed Voldemort into the living room, and Nagini was swimming out of the room, and the snake girl greeted Voldemort happily.

[Voldy!You're back! ] Nagini wagged his tail to express his welcome to Voldemort's return home. 【Hey, Voldy, who is that kid you brought back? 】

[The Slytherin you saw last time in the Chamber of Secrets at Hogwarts. 】

【ah!It's a brat!I hate it, Voldy, you didn't want me the last time you saw him, and you locked me out of the door, and only came to see me the next day. Voldy, you like the new and hate the old! 】

[Nagini...] Voldemort's face darkened, he has neither the time nor the mood to pay attention to Nagini's unreasonable troubles,

【No!I don't want it, I don't like him!He stole Voldy from me, I hate him so much! ] Nagini strongly objected.

[Nagini!Don't mess around! 】Voldemort's voice was cold and harsh, and the volume was amplified a little.

【...Woohoo, Voldy, you yelled at me, you actually yelled at me!I want to run away from home!I'm not coming back tonight! 】The snake girl swam out as she spoke.

[Nagini, come back early tomorrow. 】Voldemort had a deep understanding of Nagini's habits, "not coming back tonight" meant coming back tomorrow.

"Master, the room is ready." Libby appeared suddenly and respectfully reported to Voldemort that the task had been completed.

"Yeah. Take him to the room." Voldemort glanced sideways at little Chris.

"Yes, Master."

"Is there anything you need to tell Libby yourself?" Voldemort left these words and went to the study, leaving little Chris petrified in place.

"Excuse me..." Libby tried to regain the mind of the child brought back by the master.

"What?" Little Chris immediately returned to his soul.

"What should I call you, Libby?" Libby thought that little Chris was brought back by Voldemort... Bedmate, well, in fact, the guest room in Voldemort's manor has never been used, and those who can come to the manor are not Death Eaters The higher-ups were the bedmates Voldemort had brought back.Needless to say, the Death Eaters, the bedmates brought back by Voldemort knew without question that they would not sleep in the guest room.Although Libby wondered why the master asked it to tidy up a room for this child, in Libby's eyes, the good-looking child in front of her was quite suitable for her master's appetite.

"My name is Christian Samuel Metley."

"Master Mettley, please follow me." Libby led little Chris to the guest room.

The study that Libby packed up was on the second floor, next to Voldemort's bedroom.This room is much smaller than the one where little Chris lived in the castle of Wrights, and there is no bathroom in it. To take a shower, you can only go to the bathroom at the end of the corridor.Little Chris sighed, indeed the Dark Lord is very frugal, the manor he lives in is not as luxurious as Malfoy, and his clothes are also plain, the clothes are only made of better materials, but there is nothing fancy, this is because he was poor when he was a child!

"Master Metley, please call me if you need anything." Libby blinked its big eyes, and little Chris only felt horrified. It seemed that he would never be able to get used to getting along with this kind of creature.

"I see. Now, can I go take a shower?" Little Chris drenched his clothes with cold sweat from the meal just now.He was wearing the only wizard casual attire that Fly flew back to Hogwarts' dormitory overnight after receiving Lucius' invitation letter. He will take it out and sell it if he can't wear it next year.Maybe, Mrs. Malkin can directly help him change the size?Then don't buy any more and save some money.

"Of course, the bathroom is at the end of the hall."

"I mean, are there any clothes I can change here? Like pajamas."

"Oh! No! Libby is a bad elf, Libby didn't prepare pajamas, the master will definitely scold Libby, the master will hate Libby. Libby didn't take good care of Master Metley, Libby should be damned!" Libby It is because of the instinct of the house elf, and it is going to hit the wall while thinking about it. Although it is a house elf that has been selected and trained by Voldemort, it can usually restrain its noisy personality, but instinct is instinct after all, no matter how you restrain it. You can't avoid thinking about self-harm when you make a mistake.

"Libby!" Little Chris was disgusted by the instinct of the house elf. He instantly forgot where he was and who the house elf in front of him belonged to. The cold voice and strong tone instantly Stunned Libby. "Go and get a set of clothes first, and there are clean towels, toothbrushes and so on." Little Chris believed that Voldemort's manor would not have these items for temporary guests.In fact, he was rather surprised that the guest rooms in Voldemort Manor were not empty.

"Yes, Libby is going now." Libby disappeared instantly.It struggles with where to find clothes, towels, toothbrushes, etc. It’s okay to say, there are spares at home, but the problem is what to do with pajamas.It can't shrink Voldemort's pajamas for little Chris to wear. It is impossible for Voldemort to wear his own clothes for others. Even his bed partner will leave immediately after finishing his work. The Dark Lord has never Not a gentle person.

"Fly, can you hear me?" Little Chris lay in front of the window and lamented towards the vast night sky, "Fly~~~" He hoped that the monster Fly was so powerful that he could hear his affectionate call.

In the dark night sky, pure white snowflakes are falling with the wind.Little Chris froze for a moment, he was very familiar with the figure approaching from a distant place.

"Fly!" Little Chris was surprised and delighted, this evildoer really has great powers.

Fly landed on the windowsill, staring straight at little Chris with big eyes.

"Uh..." Little Chris felt inexplicably guilty.Why does he feel that Fly's big cat eyes can always see into his heart every time he looks at Fly?

"Fly, I may not go back for a while, you help me deliver a letter to Lorraine and the others." Little Chris hesitated.

"..." Fly spread his wings and flew into the room, and after circling around, it landed on the bed frame.

Again.

Little Chris complained under his breath. Fly always ignores him like this, this evildoer is too arrogant!

Taking himself back to the manor today, Voldemort would never let him go easily. He knew exactly what he had done, and the Dark Lord would definitely "entertain" him well.When will he be able to leave is a big problem, or should I say whether he has the life to get out of this manor is still a problem.After little Chris walked around the room a few times, he found that there was no paper and no pen!At this moment, he missed the communication tool of mobile phone very much.

"Fly, do you have any papers or ratios?" Chris's first thought was to ask Fly for help.

Fly glared at little Chris, and then flew out.Little Chris was inexplicably stared at by it, and after thinking about it, he thought it would be more reliable to find Libby.Just as she was about to call Libby's name, Fly flew back suddenly, holding a piece of paper and a ballpoint pen (ballpoint pen) in her paws.

Little Chris was stunned for a while after taking the paper and pen.He knows that Fly is very powerful, but he doesn't know that Fly is so powerful, how did the paper and pen come out? !

"Fly, where did you get these things?" He studied the paper and pen carefully. The paper was ordinary printing paper, but the more he looked at this pen, the more familiar he felt.Although ballpoint pens are mass-produced and there are not many styles of ballpoint pens in the world, it is normal to feel familiar when seeing them, but why does this refill have the same amount of ink left as the one he has been using?coincide?No, little Chris would rather believe that this pen is his own than that it is a coincidence. Fly's supernatural powers are unquestionable, and he once again had a deep understanding of how evil Fly is.

"Did you bring them from the beginning or did you just get them?" Little Chris now just wants to know whether Fly is too smart to know that he will need these or Fly is too powerful to teleport these things over in an instant.

"..." Of course, Fly would not pay attention to little Chris, it jumped off the bed frame it had just landed on, landed on the standard double bed, picked a pillow and found a comfortable place to nest.

"Okay. I'm going to write a letter." Little Chris, who knew it was useless to ask questions again, took a paper and a pen to find a place to write a letter.There is no desk in the room, but there is a dresser.After lying there and writing the letter, he found that Fly didn't hear his call, no matter whether it was asleep or not, little Chris understood that this evildoer didn't want to send the letter now.By the way, has anyone raised an owl like him?Although Fly is very kind to him and always protects him and gives him the most timely help, but Fly's character is too kind.It can be summed up in three words: Tsundere, capricious, awkward.

"Master Mettley, everything you want is ready." Libby knocked on the door very politely. "Everything is in the bathroom."

"I see." Little Chris responded softly, and he decided to take a bath first and then sleep.No matter what Voldemort was going to do, let's finish the day seriously first.

28 Tanabata Extra Story

My name is 翛 (xiāo) Chi, 进, unrestrained, free; Chi, referring to my family.

The gods were chaotic, the gods punished the gods, and the four guardian gods and the four demigods were left to rule the Quartet.Unexpectedly, the four demigod clans did not think about the lessons learned from the previous mistakes and repeated the same mistakes. The four clans declined, the guardian gods became delusional or hid themselves from the world to avoid disasters, the monster clan rebelled, and the war resumed.The way of heaven is right, but I was involved in the rift of time and space during the war and almost died.Fortunately, he survived in the end and came to this strange world. His original soul was severely injured, and he had to walk on thin ice carefully when living in another world.

The main body cannot be exposed to others, so he has to live carefully in the posture of a bird. His strength has not recovered, and he can only maintain the image of a bird at first.Human hunting of birds has also provoked me. They always avoid the crowd, but there are human footprints everywhere. Even in the dangerous tropical rainforest, there are people guarding and marking the birds for research and records.Later, when the strength recovered a little bit, it turned into an owl that hides and disappears at night and is not very interested in humans.I thought I could completely avoid humans this time, but I didn't expect there to be humans with special powers—wizards.I was accidentally caught and sold in a pet store!

Although I am not a dignitary in the clan, I am still a member of the Guardian God Clan. Compared with the general God Clan, my status is half higher. Now I am trapped in another world but being raised and trafficked by human beings. How can I swallow my heart?My dignity was trampled under human feet, and I was powerless to do anything.

The wound of my original soul has not healed, and my strength is less than one ten-thousandth of what it used to be. I can only take it in a cage and wait for a newly enrolled little wizard to buy me.In the endless waiting, I understood that dignity is nothing when even freedom and even life cannot be guaranteed.I also finally understood why the Protoss, the Four and a Half Gods, the Monsters, and even our Sifang Guardian Protoss would rather face the crimes of being punished and have those delusional thoughts.

Someone took a step that shouldn't be taken for the sake of profit, but the tired others lost their lives.In order to save life and benefit, what can't be done?What about the way of heaven? So what if the judgment of the "law" brought down the punishment of God? The "Law of the Void" also has loopholes. It can't control a lot of time and space. If you escape by chance, what you get will be far more valuable than what you lose.

Because the appearance of the change form is generally unobtrusive, I have been in the pet store for two years and have not been bought. I thought I would keep being a little transparent in the store until I got tired or recovered some strength and left. Go here to find a place to hide from the world, set up an enchantment, and have a rest...

As soon as the indifferent child entered the store, I noticed that there was loneliness in his eyes.At that time, I thought, maybe I am not the only one who is homeless in another world.Time-space distortion allows me to get in, but it can't guarantee that other worlds can also get in.Fortunately, the "rules" did not deal with me as a "smuggler" so that I would not be wiped out.

"Smart, excellent child, who would be loyal to me?" He entered the shop, and released a magic pressure on the stacked owl cages - I don't remember how I heard the word magic pressure - and at the same time Said such a sentence.At that moment, his expression was that of a ruffian.

As soon as he finished speaking, I broke free from the restraint the wizard had placed on me and flew straight over to land on his shoulder.

I have not forgotten that I have been staying in the pet shop. One is to avoid human harassment and worrying. The other is to cultivate my mind and restore strength without worrying about eating and drinking in the store. The third is to restrain and train the wizard when I was caught. After a while, he wasted his energy and was unable to leave.I got used to it by staying here, but after two years, I didn't even have the slightest thought of leaving, and my dignity was long gone.

However, I have not forgotten that I belong to the guardian gods of the four directions, the guardian god of the four directions. If I leave that continent, I will lose the territory to protect, and at the same time lose the responsibility of guardianship.The patron saint who no longer guards anything has no meaning of existence, and the direct reflection on me is the weakening of power.

My soul was wounded, and the power of the patron saint was even more restricted. That's why I recovered so slowly.

With people, things, and things that need to be protected, I will recover more quickly.This is my selfishness, although it is unrealistic, but I want to go back to the world I once guarded.

Christian Samuel Metli, weird and changeable, good at acting.I know very well that he is not simple.

Chris named me Fly, which I don't like, but I can't be too weird or even object to it.Names are powerful, and it's to my advantage that he doesn't know my real name.

Those who are not of my race must have a special heart.I am well aware of this human psychology.Slowly show my specialness, even if he is suspicious, it is not easy to do too much.

At the beginning, I really didn't have much sincerity towards him, using him is the truth.

Not long after entering that famous magic school, Chris was tricked and met the most dangerous figure in the wizarding world, the Dark Lord, in a secret passage.There are not many human beings who can win my favor. Chris is the one I have high hopes for. He can't die in this kind of place for no reason.I don't know whether it's a ghost or a person behind the scenes, and I can't guess why the purpose is. To save him, I can only expose myself to save him.

Phoenix, in my original world is the royal family of birds, hermaphrodite, is a mascot.But no matter how noble it is, it is no more than the king of the bird clan, at most the level of the demon king, which is equivalent to the status of the four clans and demigods.In front of the Guardian God Clan of the Quartet, the Phoenix Clan had to lower their eyebrows and dare not do anything wrong. Even if the Monster Clan rebelled later and the Phoenix met our Clan, they would have been silent and confronted and dared not make a move.Not to mention Dumbledore's phoenix, which was kept as a pet and messenger.

There is Suzaku in the south, guarding one side.It is easy to deal with Dumbledore's subspecies phoenix.

Tricked Fox into delivering the document that Fox was about to deliver to Chris, and while drawing Voldemort's attention away, quietly borrowed Chris's power to influence the Dark Lord's thinking.It was not easy for Chris to escape under Voldemort's hands, but he didn't think it would plant the root of disaster—the second time he met the Dark Lord, Chris couldn't escape no matter what.

I didn't think about how far I would go for Chris, but I did a lot of things that shocked me.

Needless to say, I asked him to get up and cover him with the quilt. Just because of him, I searched Hogwarts all night to find an answer for him. I also mentioned that I visited "Royna" to confirm whether it was dangerous. Surprised.

Did I fall into his deep eyes from the moment we first met?

At first, I really thought that the reason I flew to him so eagerly was to restore my strength, and I was just using him.

Being in a foreign land and being lonely made me unconsciously want to be close to him.

It's a pity that God and man have different paths.Human beings are too fragile, no matter how much I love them, I can't forget the contempt I actually have for them.

Watching Chris do so many moves in school, I can only say that no matter how simple he is, he is too tender after all.Seeing him contradictory, repeatedly changing his style and plans, I suddenly had an idea that it would be good to stay with this human being for the rest of his life, and with him around, I would not be lonely.

On the eve of Halloween, Chris was too reckless and acted rashly. Although he left a deeper impression on Lucius, offending Narcissa and Snape for no reason was not worth the candle.So, he is really too immature. For me who has seen a lot of the world, the methods used by Zhiyin's poor layout at the beginning are also more clever than him.

On Christmas, Chris went to Wright's castle, and maybe he didn't realize that neither Mr Wright was human.Although I don't know what they are, they are very powerful, so powerful that I can only pretend carefully, not daring to reveal a breath that does not belong to owls.

Why is there always danger around Chris?

On Christmas Day, Chris was invited to Lucius' manor, and I followed his breath.I have to say that the Wizard's Portkey is very troublesome, it can travel through space, and with my current power, teleportation is a dream.Fortunately, in order to defend against the enemy during the Yaozu rebellion, I have learned some Yaozu spells. It is impossible to shrink the ground to an inch, but it can shorten the distance a little bit.

Chris was taken to the Dark Lord's manor, and I chased him to the deserted place from the outside.Chris didn't seem to notice that the manor was the one I found him when he ordered the newspaper.

Oh, it's ridiculous.I chose this place at the beginning because this place is relatively remote, and no one will notice that I am an owl flying here every day.And there is a formation in this manor, I am very interested in the former owner of the manor.Although those formations are somewhat different from those on the continent where I live, they have the same origin. I remember that this world is not just a continent of Europe, maybe I can get some unexpected gains.

Chris leaned against the window and looked at the night sky and called me. At that moment, I gave up my plan to protect him secretly and appeared in the dark night sky.He was very surprised to see me... no, more joy.I have to admit, at that moment, I was in a good mood.

The patron saint is depended on and admired.Chris' trust is a blessing to my strength, and my psychology has also been greatly satisfied.

How old is it?It has been hundreds of years since I left my hometown; it has also been hundreds of years since I took off the duty of patron saint.

However, before I had rested for a few minutes, Chris came to make trouble for me.

paper, pen?

How could I have that kind of thing? I usually use feathers to send messages.

Flying out of the window, I borrowed Chris's magic power to send the pen and paper from Wright's castle. In this way, the two Mr. Wrights will also track them here.Expose your identity?There are other creatures living in this manor. If they suspect it, the first thing they should suspect is the house elf.Even if the suspicion falls on Chris and me, it's good to add a little mystery, and make them feel a little worried about throwing rats.

Today I was exhausted, and while Chris was writing a letter, I occupied half of his bed and a pillow.Damn, LZ can finally sleep in bed after wandering in this ghost world for so long!I almost wept with joy, but it was a pity to sleep in the form of an owl.When can I recover to be able to transform into a human being?How convenient it is to use a human form. Let's see who would dare to provoke me at that time. This is a world dominated by humans.

My vigilance is extremely high, even if I set up an enchantment when I sleep, I won't sleep too deeply, and I will wake up if there is a little trouble.When Chris came back from the shower I woke up to a movement, not because he was moving too much, but some kind of power fluctuation.

Chris' pajamas... a defensive formation, a very strong defensive formation.

Why does it always happen to Chris?Needless to say his wand, the core of the wand is stuffed with either a spell or something similar.And the clothes he is wearing now have at least one defensive magic circle and one power blessing circle. I don't know what other magic circles are, but the defense power of this clothes is definitely strong.

Really, no matter where Chris goes, he can pick up treasures.It's a pity that he didn't realize it at all, and followed the Dark Lord back home foolishly, he was better than a three-year-old child.

I close my eyes and continue to sleep.Now that there is such a good pajamas, Chris will not be in danger tonight unless his clothes are taken off.

Hey, Voldemort should not be interested in picking Chris's clothes, right? Human beings can't control their desires and desires. This is not a good habit.

29 sleepless night

House-elfs really can't be counted on.This is the obvious conclusion that little Chris came to after seeing the pajamas Libby prepared for him.

Black silk, embroidered with a large bright red peony flower from the front chest to the waist, such a pajamas with Chinese characteristics made little Chris very surprised and depressed at the same time.Libby's explanation for this is that the clothes were found in the storage room of the manor, and should belong to the former owner of the manor.The clothes were a bit too big for little Chris, but the pajamas should be men's clothing. Libby Shizhan changed the clothes to a suitable size, and little Chris looked good in them.

However, how can there be a man with such a bad taste, bastard? !

Little Chris swears in his heart.

Pushing open the door, little Chris tiptoed inside.Still afraid to wake up Fly, he didn't know that monster had already woken up when he opened the door.At first sight of Yuanyuan's big eyes staring at him, little Chris was taken aback.

"Cough, Fly, you're awake. Go on to sleep, good night." Little Chris was embarrassed.

After staring for a while, Fly changed his position and continued to sleep.

The owl's eyes are really scary in the dark.

Little Chris heaved a sigh of relief.

The snow outside the window was getting bigger again, like a goose feather, falling slowly.Little Chris smiled bitterly. It is rare for him to have such a heavy snowfall in his hometown.

The night is dark.

The nerves of people who can still sleep peacefully in the Dark Lord's manor must be made of reinforced concrete.When little Chris was awakened from his sleep, the first thing he thought of was admiration for himself. He actually fell asleep and slept so peacefully!But who is the bastard who disturbs people's lucid dreams?

The faint light coming in through the curtains fell on the window, and through the dim light, little Chris saw the figure of the guy who disturbed his dream.

"Nagini!"

Oh, God!Why did the snake appear on his bed?Why would you get into his quilt?

【Well, it's so warm here, my blood is almost freezing.Sure enough, it is not suitable to run away from home in winter. 】

Miss Nagini snuggled into Little Chris's arms comfortably. Poor thing, his blood almost froze. Cold-blooded animals are troublesome. If they don't hibernate in winter, they will freeze to death.But it was comfortable and others were depressed. Fly slept very comfortably in the quilt, but suddenly a snake broke into the room and even climbed onto the bed to grab the territory with him.Don't you know that the cold wind is pouring into the quilt?It's cold, okay?

"Bastard, get off!" The evil Fly broke out, he directly poured his consciousness into Nagini's mind, and in popular terms, he communicated directly with brain waves.

【Eh?Who is speaking? 】Nagini was stunned, forgive her for having a small brain, it just didn't see any creature here that could communicate with it.

"You don't care who I am, get out of bed now!" Fly had a bad temper.

"Ah—" Little Chris exclaimed, "Fly drive Nagini away!" Little Chris blurted out in Chinese in shock.It is said that a person uses his mother tongue subconsciously when he is unconscious.

Fly was taken aback.

The language that Chris just used is the same pronunciation as the human language in Fly's hometown.

"Libby!" Little Chris's first reaction after fully waking up was to summon the house-elf of the Dark Lord's family.

"What are your orders, Master Mettley?" Libby asked respectfully.

"Bring Nagini back to where it should be." Little Chris ordered very calmly.

"This..." Libby was confused. Nagini is not under its jurisdiction. The snake girl is the owner's pet. The owner basically doesn't care where Nagini stays, and it doesn't care.

"Can't you?" Little Chris frowned.

【ah!What are you going to do? ! 】Nagini was suddenly picked up and dangled in mid-air, the snake girl was shocked.

"Of course I threw you out." Fly replied coldly, and then threw the big snake with the thick mouth of a bowl out the door.Little Chris and Libby both stared wide-eyed in surprise.

Nagini is not light, and it is the Dark Lord's pet, it is not very good to throw it.

"Fly, is it too rude? Well, Nagini is someone else's pet after all."

"..." Fly glared at little Chris and fell on the bed, settled into a good posture and continued to sleep.The corner of Chris' mouth twitched.

"Libby, it's all right here."

"Good night, Master Mettley." Libby closed the door thoughtfully and left.Outside the door, girl Nagini was crying because she was thrown and dizzy.After thinking about it, Libby still took Nagini away.It would be bad if something happened to the owner's pet, it would be better to bring Nagini to the owner.

"Really, what a snake that doesn't hibernate in winter..." In the room, little Chris yawned and lay down and continued to sleep.A good dream was disturbed by a snake that does not hibernate, and he fell asleep again amidst resentment.Poor little Chris doesn't know that the real tragedy is just beginning.

"Master, this is Libby, may I come in now?" Libby knocked on the door of Voldemort's study.

"Come in." Voldemort watched Libby dragging his pet in with cold eyes, "What's going on?"

"Master, this is Master Metley's..."

[Voldy!I was bullied!Your little boy bullied me!Woohoo, that bird was so scary, it threw me out just like that. 】

Libby opened her mouth to explain, and Nagini kept crying at the same time, and Voldemort was immediately given a headache from the noise.

[Nagini, be quiet first! 】Voldemort made Nagini quiet down with a low drink, "Libby, tell me."

"Yes, master. Master Mettley called Libby over just now,