The day to become the final boss

"Maybe you need a little help from me?" Wan Mo didn't care about Mr. Snape's ignorance. The old monster that existed for thousands of years would not give in because of this level of resistance.

Little Snape gritted his teeth and glared at him. His forehead was covered with cold sweat due to the pain, and he ignored Wan Mo's proposal.It is not impossible to accept help from strangers in times of danger, but only if the strangers don't look so weird.

It would be foolish to give oneself up to others of unknown origin at such times.

Wan Mo was really speechless this time, looking at the little p child's livid little face from the pain and his thin body that couldn't help trembling slightly, he complained. Didn't the book say that Professor Snape had a gloomy and timid personality because of a disharmonious family when he was a child? Small, a little autistic, what's the matter with this stubborn forbearance and scrutiny and defense?

Wan Mo had seen such a child before, in the era of war, turmoil, and cannibalism.

Stretching out his fair hand to touch his little head with greasy hair, little Snape frowned and tried to avoid it, but because of his body's dullness, he was touched right away.

"Hey, what a twisted baby." He said with a smile.

Little Mr. Snape's face darkened even more.

You are twisted!You are baby!

Well, both of these guys are twisted characters in some ways.

"Did you know there is a wonderful thing called magic?"

Little Mr. Snape's pupils shrunk, of course he knew that it was for this reason that he and his mother became monsters in other people's mouths, and became the devils cursed by Tobias Snape.

"There is a kind of magic called apparition." Wan Mobai's tender hand grabbed the opponent's thin arm, and little Snape felt a blur in front of his eyes, and a sense of dizziness forced him to close his eyes. The sound is gone.

He opened his eyes and found that he had reached the door of the house.

Almost at the same time, little Snape got rid of Wan Mo's claws and took a few steps back, his pitch-black pupils were full of vigilance - facing such a sorcerer who could easily perform apparation without sound and wand, he pulled away the appropriate distance is necessary—

?

What is Silent and Stickless Apparition?

Little Mr. Snape suddenly realized how unreasonable his subconscious reaction was. His little face turned pale when he turned blue. Although he knew that he was a wizard with magical powers, his mother Irene never taught him that there was no way to control the magic power. Knowledge or even common sense of any wizard outside of the riots.

Wan Mo also noticed that his complexion became even uglier, maybe it was because of the pain?Or was apparating a greater burden on his frail, injured frame?

He stared at Severus Snape: You are the first wizard (in the plot) I met, let me give you a little help.

Some tiny dark spots of light gathered behind the little wizard. Little Snape felt his back suddenly become cold, and something passed through his body. He couldn't help shivering. It was a wonderful relief, and the magic power that had bottomed out due to the magic power riot became active again.

"I'm Mers Wan, nice to meet you." Wan Mo smiled and stretched out his hand, "I would be very honored if you could call me Mers instead of Mr. Wan".

Little Snape looked at this white hand. The strange feeling of his body should be the masterpiece of this weird Mr. Molswan. He slowly stretched out his hand to hold it, repaying his kindness. Ferris Snape".

At that moment, little Snape had an illusion—has someone well-dressed and well-behaved ever stretched out such a kind hand to the gloomy, oily and poor man before?

No, no, no, it couldn't be, he was a little monster of the Snape family, and he had never met anyone who was well-dressed and well-behaved.

He withdrew his palm in a daze, only to find that there was a small object in his hand.

A black wand about eleven inches long.

"A meeting ceremony, it applies to anyone," Wan Mo saw the surprise in the eyes of Mr. Snape from the young age, isn't there a magic wand that applies to everyone? "Of course, it's just a little toy," he added.

Of course, whether it is a toy can only be known after it has been used.

Snape's skeptical eyes were interrupted by the sound of broken glass coming from the dilapidated Snape's house. Wan Mo said that he should leave, and he watched his new friend step into the door.

Wan Mo raised his eyebrows, the fluctuation of Mr. Snape's soul seemed a little strange.

Forget it, anyway, it has nothing to do with him, as long as the Potions Professor can live normally until he finishes the play.He turned around and disappeared at the end of Spider Alley.

Next stop is Diagon Alley and Knockturn Alley.

And little Snape.

The moment he returned to the house, he was shocked by the scene in front of him and his brain went blank—Irene Snape was huddled on the ground covered in blood, and Tobias Snape was holding a broken wine bottle next to him. He threw a good wine bottle at her cursingly.

Irene Snape, a pure-blood nobleman who broke her wand and gave up her wizard status, she loved this Muggle (ordinary) husband wholeheartedly, she gave up the honor of her family and even her own dignity, Let his children be raised as Muggles, and work hard to maintain the family, only get alcoholism and domestic violence from the husband who failed in business.

Severus Snape's face was terribly contorted, his thin body straightened his back, his dark pupils were hollowed out by uncontrollable anger, and he slowly raised the wand he had just acquired, the tip Facing his violent father, the tip of the wand lit up with a terrible red light, "Eviscerate Drill—"

"Severus!!" Irene, who had huddled into a ball and endured her husband's beating, let out a terrified scream. His fingers were green and white, "Looking faint!"

Tobias Snape fell in response.

"Severus?" The blood flowing from Irene's head covered half of her face, her face was pale, and her restless eyes were full of fear.What did she hear?Her son, who had never been taught magic, was going to cast the Cruciatus Curse on Tobias!

Yes, it's not chanting, it's casting!The light that lights up at the tip of the wand means that the Cruciatus Curse is working!Merlin, who gave Severus the wand, it's black magic, it's the Unforgivable Curse!How can a 10-year-old wizard have the ability to perform black magic! ?

"Damn it! You should be glad it's just a Cruciatus Curse and not an Avada (Death Curse), how dare he—!" Little Snape pulled his mother up irritably and began to cast the Hemostatic Curse on her large and small wounds Restoration spell, hard fingers sank deep into mother's skin.

Irene's mouth opened wide unconsciously, and she looked at her imposing son, who was only as high as her waist, in a daze of panic.

The corner of Snape's mouth twisted violently, "Where's your brain? Is your brain filled with that damned alcoholic's bottle?"

"Severus... you look like a dark wizard... are you... my Sev?" Irene dared to swear to Merlin, to God!Her 10-year-old son looks like a dark wizard, but she has never taught him a single household spell.

Little Snape's emaciated body suddenly stiffened.

Dark wizard?

No, I'm just Severus, I'm just a little monster at the end of Spider's Lane, I'm just—

His dark eyes were full of fear, and he stared stiffly at his mother.

Then there was a sharp pain in my head, as if something had exploded in my head.

I'm Severus Snape, a filthy Death Eater (a minion of the Dark Lord), a Dark wizard—

"No, I'm not!" the skinny child shouted in pain while holding his head.

"Severus!" Irene, who was continuously frightened, hugged the child who was struggling in vain. She was even more afraid that something was wrong with her child.

Dead Irene, girl with fiery red hair and green eyes laughing brightly, disgusting hijacker foursome, white wizard, prophecy, dark lord, savior, scary green light, death eater laugh, nagy Ni's fangs biting his neck...

"Severus!"

"I'm not!!"

The boy screamed at the top of his lungs, Irene cried desperately, all of which ended with a hand that appeared out of nowhere.

A white, slender hand was pressed on the boy's forehead, and the boy passed out.

Then Irene found that there was an extra person in the house out of thin air, a young man with black hair and black eyes with an oriental face.

"I said it's strange that the soul fluctuates, so it's like this." Wan Mo withdrew his palm from Snape's forehead and said to himself.

I don't know what went wrong, but the dying little Mr. Snape he rescued had the soul of the potions master who died at the end of the war as an adult appeared in his body.

The two souls fused almost instantly, and then the adult Professor Snape's huge painful memory and magic power brought a strong sense of disobedience and burden to the young body.

"Hello, ma'am." Wan Mo nodded slightly to Irene who was a little dazed by the stimulation of a series of changes.

Even though she was severely irritated, the embarrassed mother subconsciously held the child tightly in her arms.

"Your child is just because of some wonderful coincidence, the soul experienced the fate of the next 30 years in advance... No, don't look at him with that disappointed and regretful look, Mr. Snape is indeed a dark wizard-powerful, cunning, Cautious, but on the right side."

"I sealed his redundant memories. In the days to come, his magic power will be stronger than that of his peers, and he will subconsciously retain certain habits or use certain spells, but his subjective memory cannot be recalled."

"You are?"

The corners of Wan Mo's mouth curled up slightly, "I'm just a bystander."

I am just a bystander of fate.