'Newborn' is a superhero

"Your injury looks serious...do you need any help?"

In the face of allies, Volturi's attitude has always been very gentle.Except for the Karen who went on a short-term trip to England, Snape from the wizarding world seemed to be the only one who didn't return to his territory immediately. Naturally, the reason was that he couldn't use Apparation due to injuries and excessive energy consumption.

Without the powerful self-healing ability of vampires and werewolves, Snape's wounds still healed slowly even with antidotes and restoratives.Thinking of Ah Luo, who still works at his desk even during the 'honeymoon period', and Caius, who has an unsteady temperament, it seems that he can only take over the task of looking after allies.

Sighing, Marcus took a sip of the red wine slightly, and his eyes were a little empty.

Their greatest enemy had disappeared, and Di Demei's revenge could be regarded as revenge. He was indeed relieved, but what followed was a depressing sense of emptiness.It was as if his purpose in life had been taken away suddenly, and he couldn't determine his position, let alone what else he could do.

Marcus was absent-minded, and his tone was anything but warm.Snape naturally heard the perfunctory words of the elder of the bleeding clan, but he didn't take it for granted at all. He brushed back his half-length hair, which looked a little dry because he hadn't boiled the potion, and rolled up his sleeves.

"It's indeed more serious than I imagined, the poison of the vampire is too difficult." Looking at the scorched black scratch on his forearm, the arc between Snape's eyebrows was deeply scary.

His thinking was interrupted, and Marcus focused his gaze on the black-haired wizard, and after a pause, he seemed to understand his distress.Thinking that even though the purpose of the Dark Lord in the British wizarding world is unclear, Snape came to Voltra to help and was injured for it, so he finally offered relief: "Although there are poisons in the fingernails of the blood race, it will not make you change. .”

"I hope so." Snape put down his cuffs, with a gloomy face. He did have a nickname of 'Big Black Bat', but he didn't want to become a real 'Bat' at all.Snorting dissatisfiedly, Snape's voice was colder than Marcus's: "I don't think the current Volturi need allies, since I have some personal grievances with your grand elder wife, I will leave tonight. "

"Personal grievances?" Marcus was confused for a moment, and a smile suddenly appeared in his eyes: "Ah, I heard from Ah Luo that the little unpleasantness when you and Abrant met for the first time..."

"I think if your excellency has any sense, you will understand that your race's complex diet of non-vegetarian meat and vegetables is really not enjoyable." Snape interrupted Marcus' teasing, and moved his lips slightly and quickly, Spit out cold sarcasm.

"Awkward wizard." Marcus narrowed his eyes slightly and raised his glass as a gesture.He sniffed the particularly sweet scent of blood on the black-haired wizard, and took a sip of the red wine: "It is undeniable that your taste is indeed very delicious. At that time, Abrant had just become a blood race, and he did not have such strong self-control as us. "

Thinking of Ah Luo's long-winded narration, Marcus recalled the first encounter between the wizard and Xie Ming.The depressed mood was swept away, and he couldn't help but want to laugh.But this is obviously a bit unethical for the allies, Marcus sighed, and swept away the rest of the red wine.

I don't know if it was because of the existence of the sweet wizard, he actually felt that today's red wine was extra delicious. He licked his lower lip, and Marcus felt that he was hungry.

"I'm very sorry, it's time for my meal. You can do whatever you want until you leave." With an elegant bow, Marcus bid farewell to Snape and went to hunt for his dinner.And the black-haired wizard who was left behind looked at the back of the old blood clan Shi Shiran leaving, and angrily let out a distorted smile that could scare a little animal into tears.

"Maybe I should leave now... um." Just as he grumbled violently, Snape suddenly covered his left arm and tightened his lower lip: "Well, damn it, I really have to leave right away."

Unaware of what the Dark Lord had told him, Snape's irritable but slightly relaxed atmosphere was swept away, his face was cold and solemn, he frantically operated Occlumency, gritted his teeth and launched Apparation.

And Marcus, who had a quick meal, felt the momentary energy fluctuation in his room, raised his eyes in surprise, and then ignored it.

After all, the other party is just a foreigner. Although he is not a human being who can hunt at will, he shouldn't get too much attention from him.Marcus squinted his eyes, ignoring the weird feeling, and turned to Ah Luo to ask for resignation.

His old enemy was dead, and he really didn't want to stay in this place that smelled of Didyme.He understood that Luo was afraid that he would go after Didermi, and he also knew the many tricks Chelsea used against him, but as time went by, his thoughts did change a lot.

He will always miss Didyme, but he will not give his life. Maybe he will always pay for the glory of the Volturi, but now, he wants to go out and relax.Presumably if he explained it to Ah Luo, he would not stop him anymore.

Touching the Volturi uniform on his body, Marcus bent his lips nostalgicly, and walked towards the elder's office.

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— two years later

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Voldemort issued the gauntlet, his cold voice resounded in every inch of Hogwarts, Harry squeezed the long-necked glass bottle containing Snape's memory, and tightened his lower lip: "I have to go, friends ’ he whispered.

"No, you can't." Hermione growled angrily, "You're just going to die."

"Okay, Hermione, you're always so pessimistic." Harry grinned with the same bright smile as before, and let out a foul breath: "We should have laughed, made noise, and enjoyed seven good years, By the way, let's talk about a relationship again..." He blinked his green eyes hard, and then he squeezed the darkness inside, and he thought of Draco, the platinum little prince who was arrogant and awkward but was very good to his friends.

They had just confessed their love to each other, but the Triwizard Tournament that followed ruined everything. Draco's parents were both Death Eaters. Even if they wanted to leave, the Dark Mark that followed them could only make them succumb.The love between him and Draco can only end without a disease.

Three years of tit-for-tat, one year of mutual love, but in the end they can only be enemies, never ending.

Because his existence revived Voldemort and the wizarding world fell into chaos again, then this demon should be ended by him, which is fair and reasonable.

What's more, this matter can only be done by him... Harry closed his eyes, remembered what Dumbledore said to him before he died, and his face was cold. "But Voldemort ruined it all." He opened his eyes and looked at his friends. "I have to stop him, and only I can stop him, so don't stop me."

Hermione and Ron looked at their friends with worried expressions, but they also understood Harry's stubbornness, and couldn't help but bitter in their mouths.

"But before that, I have to see what Professor Snape has left for me, and if possible, I would like to say goodbye to the godfather..." and took one last look at Draco, just from a distance.

Time was running out, and Voldemort only gave Harry an hour. He looked down at the silent Snape, apologized, and left quickly to find the Pensieve.Ron and Hermione looked at each other, and had no choice but to put down the 'dead' professor first, and go to the battlefield to try to save more living people.

There was silence in the Screaming Shack, but Snape, who was supposed to be dead, moved his fingers abruptly.

He didn't actually die.The venom of Voldemort's favorite pet eroded his internal organs and nerves. His eyes could no longer see anything, and he could only hear the conversations of Potter and the others vaguely in his ears. He naturally understood what Lily's child had chosen.He killed Lily more than ten years ago, and now he wants to see her only flesh and blood go to the funeral.

No, maybe he couldn't see it, because he was going to die soon.

Snape couldn't control his body, he was lying on the ground like a dead body, there was nothing he could do to stop the children.Seven years of protection seemed like a joke, and the boy was still going to die, his empty eyes staring at the dilapidated roof above him, and he heard a faint sigh in his ear.

He must be hallucinating.

Snape slowly closed his eyes and pursed his thin lips.

Well, let this be over.Maybe he can meet Lily again in the world of the dead, and then he should apologize to her, but this time, even if that idiot Potter provokes him again, he won't fight back.

—Is that you, the wizard?

Accompanied by a vague sigh, Snape heard a vague and deep voice, and fell into a thick black sweetness in the next second.

"It's you, that wizard?" Marcus squatted down, sniffing the extra sweet smell of blood from the tip of his nose, his pupils slightly dilated: "My singer, is it you?"

The first time we met, I felt thirsty, and even left to look for food. I didn't pay much attention to it at the time, but now the wizard is bleeding profusely, and the smell of blood in the air stimulates his taste buds, making him almost impulsive like a newborn. .

He finally fully understood that it was all because of the black-haired wizard, who was his singer: "I didn't expect that I just came to England to visit Gal, but I could find my singer." The brows were deeply frowned, which made He felt like betraying Didyme, but his desire for the singer's blood prevented him from leaving.

With a long sigh, Marcus's cold face was finally stained with helplessness, he held Snape's wrist, and raised one of his arms: "Okay, maybe I did something wrong, but ..." His red eyes darkened for a moment, and he stretched out his long fangs, piercing Snape's pale arm.

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Marcus picked up the black-haired wizard who was completely in the pain of transformation, and hurried to the Volturi. He knew that if Snape transformed successfully, the Volturi would be the most suitable place for newborns to adapt to this strange world. It's been a year, and it's time to come back.

So he didn't know that shortly after he left, the Screaming Shack fell into chaos again.

"Where's Professor Snape? He's obviously here!" Harry had just finished a dramatic duel. He didn't expect that the farewell dispute with Draco not long ago would make him the master of the Elder Wand. , and this happened to be the key to his killing Voldemort.

The war was over, and the wizarding world was finally freed from Voldemort's shadow, but Harry, who hurried to the Shrieking Shack without delay, didn't see Snape.

Draco, who finally smiled again, couldn't help but tighten his eyebrows. He patted Harry on the shoulder, and comforted him: "Maybe the godfather is not dead, he just left, or was saved by someone..." Although He didn't even believe it himself.

Harry squeezed Draco's hand and sighed. Of course he would not stop looking for Professor Snape, but what should be on the agenda now is the post-disaster reconstruction of Hogwarts. Maybe Professor McGonagall can Nice to get this done, but the savior is also essential.

What's more, people from the Ministry of Magic will come soon, and he will help Draco to testify for his father and save his father-in-law and mother-in-law.There was a softness in the green eyes, and Harry moved his hands slightly, making their fingers intertwined, and slowly left the Shrieking Shack.

Just before leaving, he turned his head and took a deep look at the Screaming Shack, opened his mouth slightly, and uttered a silent "Professor". He understood Snape's feelings for his mother, and also knew about the seven years of protection from the other party. know how to deal with it.

Sighing, he took Draco's hand and hurried away.

At the same time, in Volturi, the black-haired wizard finally woke up faintly after a day and two nights of painful transformation. He blinked his dry eyelids, feeling the different power filling his body, Touched the neck.

The skin there is different and smoother than before, and there is no trace of scars at all, which is too wrong.

"Are you awake?" The cold, low voice made Snape sit up alertly, and then let out a dry voice that surprised him: "Marcus?"

"Very good, you haven't lost your mind yet." The older vampire handed him a cup of viscous blood, and sat down beside the bed: "You should still have the memory of dying, and I saved you after that..."

"You turned me into a vampire?" Snape instantly understood what the other person was referring to, and frowned, "You turned me into a blood-sucking monster with teeth stretching out to bite people's necks, ha, turning a wizard... ..."

"Okay newborn." Marcus frowned slightly, interrupting the ex-wizard's outburst: "You are a little too excited child, it is not wise to say such things in front of a blood race. Calm down, now, drink it .”

Snape had to obey the Transformer's order, and this brand new experience made him frown dissatisfied, gritted his teeth and drank the blood.

The desire in his throat disappeared quite a bit in the next second. He closed his eyes and forced himself to calm down, then sneered: "Then, what should I call your Excellency now? Father?"

Snape thought of another man surnamed Snape, a look of disgust flashed in his eyes, Marcus was obviously not very satisfied with this title, he frowned, and said coldly: "Call me an elder."

He left his room, closed the door for Snape, and looked into Aro's playful eyes.

"You gave him your own blood? Well, as a former brother-in-law, I'm very upset, but if you can find a second spring, I won't stop you."

"That's enough, Luo." Marcus frowned: "This is just an equivalent exchange, and I will drink his blood in the future..."

"Yeah, just like ordinary couples do, I understand." Sucking each other's blood is a common thing among blood couples, and Ah Luo and Xie Ming almost have it in every relationship.

Marcus opened his mouth and resolutely gave up after realizing that he could never say anything to Aro.

Ah Luo looked at the brother who turned his head and left, and then looked at the door that was closed but the sound insulation effect was not very good. He suddenly raised his voice in a vicious way and said, "Sooner or later, you have to give in, Marcus, Snape is Your singer, now that you have transformed him, sooner or later you will form a companion."

Marcus staggered from the back, and then quickly disappeared. Aro stretched out his ears, listening to the panicked "Yong Palm" sound in the room, and raised the corners of his mouth maliciously.

"After this, Volturi will be left with an old bachelor... Poor Caius." Without the slightest sympathy, Ah Luo nodded with self-satisfaction, and went to Xie Ming for a pleasant piston movement .

The author has something to say: Recommend my new "[British and American Drama] Villain Family Business"

That's pretty much the story of Marcus and Snape.

Everyone has a first love, true love or something in their hearts →→ but fortunately, true love is dead, and they will be able to cultivate to a positive result_(:з」∠)_

As for the awkwardness between the two of them, and the happy scene of HE having sex at the end......(._.) During the crackdown period, I will not write QUQ

The first episode is over, and the next one is Poison Ivy and the cute little zombie <(￣ˇ￣)/