The day to become the final boss

It was the afternoon before school started when Snape saw the body again.

Two house-elfs were shivering in the hall, and Ferrigas was preaching to the tearful-eyed Fluffy. In front of them lay the corpse of a wizard with a completely cold face and twisted face. On the left arm of the corpse was a Skull and snake logo.

This is a Death Eater. It is estimated that he was spying outside the manor for some purpose, but he was turned into a corpse by Fluffy.

"Oh? It's a very bad habit to drag food scraps back to the lair?" Snape deadpanly repeated what Ferrigas was saying justly.

"Hey, Cub Severus, don't worry, I'll let Fluffy take care of it."

"When did Prince Manor become your lair?" Snape raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth twisted into a sneer.Pointing his finger at Fluffy, with a sarcasm on his face, "Ferrigus, how many times do you have to say it to remember things, a sea urchin toddler without a brain? Its actions over and over again make people doubt its brain capacity." Not as healthy as a slug."

Snape glared viciously at the little purple thing that was trying to shrink itself even smaller. The soft eyes and tentacles of the little thing trembled, and moved towards the back of Ferrigues' tail with tears, but it was a pity that it was not a big man. The lizard can't cover its chubby body.

"I should really ask your master if he forgot to give you such a magical thing as intelligence!" Snape was very angry.

"Come on."

"If I know where your master is, I'll put you back there immediately!"

"Hey?" Flafe blinked his big innocent eyes, as if thinking about the meaning of Snape's words, "Hey! Hey!! Hey, hey!!!!" It suddenly made a loud and sharp sound, The soft tentacles all over the body stand like needles!

Snape was dizzy from the ear-piercing sound. Before he could react, the space behind him suddenly split open, and a large amount of darkness blacker than ink gushed out from within, dragging him in!

Then the space is closed.

"...You're done, Flafe." Feligs, who was stunned by a series of dramatic changes, seemed a little dazed.

"Hah?"

"Oh, dear little Flaffi, I think you've misunderstood, he's not going to the great master—oh! The master will be angry—"

When Snape woke up, he was no longer in the manor, and the violent spatial movement made him pass out.

But where is this?

The dazed Snape took a deep breath.

The magic power in this area is terribly high, and there is silence all around. The dim light makes the air and the walls feel unbelievably deserted. He seems to be in some kind of hole-shaped cave.

But this is definitely not a cave, because there is no humidity here, and there is even a kind of creepy purity.

Snape moved his body, he suddenly found that there was a soft feeling under his body, like lying on a huge bed, with something cold and smooth like silk wrapped around his wrist.

He looked along the dim light, and saw what he wanted to see - strands of jet-black hair wrapped around his wrists.

The owner of the hair was sleeping peacefully beside him.

He was wearing a wide, strange-looking dark nightgown, revealing his fair neck, upper arms and part of his chest—even his lower abdomen. The side-slit hem completely exposed his two slender legs.

A thin, thorn-like black tattoo stretches upwards along the long white legs, from the delicate ankles upwards, caresses the tender and delicate thighs, until it is submerged in the shadow of the robe at the root of the thighs, passing through the slender Seductive red flowers bloomed on the ivory-colored soft skin on the chest and neck of the waist, and the long ink-colored hair that was as silky as a waterfall spread softly around, reflecting the soft shimmer, stretching all the way to the horizon beyond sight. in the dark.

Snape felt his throat a little dry. He never knew that the black robe and hair of the same color could reflect so fair skin, and the bright red flowers blooming on the fair skin would be so breathtakingly beautiful.

"Mers?"

Snape wasn't sure, as Mers had never had such beautiful long hair as long as he could remember.

People around did not respond.

"Mers?"

Still no response.

Snape carefully reached out to touch his delicate white arm - his body was as cold as some kind of lifeless work of art.

"Mers!" Snape suddenly felt a surge of panic in his heart. He slapped him on the face forcefully, but there was still no expected response, and then he suddenly buried his head against his cold chest—there was no sound of heartbeat. .

died?

Snape's pupils constricted for a while, and a slight numbness spread in his heart.

"What's the matter?" A soft voice came from the darkness.

Snape was taken aback by the familiar voice that suddenly appeared.In the next second, he felt dizzy, his whole body sank into the softness of a bed, and the person he thought was dead was lying on top of him, looking down at him.

The hair as smooth as silk fell to his ears and cheeks, and it felt itchy in the coolness, and Snape noticed that the flowers and thorns on Moores chest were dissipating.

"Hello, Severus, although it's strange why you appear here, but first I want to say - welcome." Wan Mo smiled as usual, gentle and polite.

But Snape felt weird anyway.

He felt that the other party's body temperature was rising.

"Mers, do you have a quirk of looking down on guests?"

"Of course not, I just want to tease you." Wan Mo smiled and watched the boy's ears turn red, well, such a good opportunity is not easy.

"Damn it, I thought you were a revenant!" Snape struggled to sit up, accidentally touched the delicate skin, and moved back awkwardly.

"Of course not, I just fell asleep." Wan Mo straightened his body, and tied up his beautiful long hair with a rope that came out of nowhere.

In fact, he was not in the body at all just now.

Every two years the body has to give it a breather.Every time this time comes, Wan Mo will go out of his body, let the magic power of God's Domain and a kind of thorns unique to hell nourish it.

It's just that he didn't expect Snape to appear here suddenly.

"Mers—"

"what?"

"You bloody hell can't get off me, cover your naked body!!"

Wan Mo lowered his head and inspected his pajamas. What does it mean to be naked? It is not uncommon for a man to swim in public even if he wears a thong.

But he couldn't help but want to tease the awkward little wizard in front of him.He rubbed the soft white inner thigh viciously on Snape's knee to upper outer third of his thigh, and listened with satisfaction to the little wizard's sharp gasps.

"Mers!!!"

"Oh, don't be so angry, Severus, are you being shy?"

"Mo-er-s!" He gritted his teeth. "Is your leg cramping? Damn it! Get your paws off—!"

"I said, Severus, you haven't developed yet?"

"You bloody bastard—————!"

……

Wan Mo thought for a moment in the gap between pleasure and joy. It seems that there is a kind of provocative ambiguity in playing tricks like this?

——It doesn't matter, anyway, Professor Snape is straighter than a ruler, this is just some nasty joke.