[Zhongyingmei] My dad is Voldy

"Avada Kedavra! (Avada Kedavra!)"

Anita still couldn't help opening her eyes, a bright green light shot out from Severus' wand, but it wasn't aimed at Anita.At the last moment, Severus turned around and shot the Killing Curse at Voldemort.

However, Voldemort seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and dodged the death curse.

"Severus, you are fine." Voldemort sneered, "Since you have chosen to betray me, are you ready to pay the price?"

Severus' answer was another Killing Curse thrown at Voldemort, and Voldemort fought back unflinchingly.

Everything happened so quickly after that, Anita saw only Voldemort and Severus attacking back and forth, and the deadly green light intertwined in the room.Then, everything was still, Anita couldn't see Voldemort, couldn't see the crumbling house, she could only see the black robed figure of Severus, falling slowly, slowly.And the dust kicked up by Severus' fall, shimmering golden in the morning sun.

It turns out that this is really not an exaggerated shooting technique in the movie. At such a time, the slow-motion lens really exists, and each frame is so clear, as if it will never end, and it seems to be just a short period of time. moment.

"No!" Anita yelled, rushing madly at Severus, wrapping his head in her arms.Possibly from the power of grief, Anita can touch physical objects again.

Severus tightly gripped the diary he had just snatched from Voldemort, and with the last of his strength, pushed the diary to Anita.His out-of-focus eyes looked in Anita's direction, "Run..." Severus said softly, and then the light in his black eyes went out little by little.

"No! Don't! Dad! Please don't die!" Anita roared, kneeling beside Severus, hugging Severus' body that was losing temperature.

Voldemort smiled and admired the scene before him, sticking out his tongue and licking the corner of his mouth.For Voldemort, watching others suffer is a kind of pleasure, whether it is physical pain or mental pain, it makes his blood boil.Struggling hopelessly, collapsing in despair, this is the true beauty of life.

After an unknown amount of time, Anita raised her head, her red eyes were full of hatred, and stared straight at Voldemort.Anita found that the hatred she understood before was still too superficial, such as torture with her own hands, and execution at a young age. At this moment, she just wanted to destroy the world and let the whole world be buried with her father.

Anita's hateful gaze was harmless to Voldemort, and he had seen such gazes a lot.But Voldemort was still amazed for a moment, what beautiful eyes, like red gemstones, shining with a dazzling light of hatred.

Then, Voldemort's confident face showed a rare expression of astonishment. He found that the whole world was slowly collapsing, and the girl, her daughter, was holding Severus' body, the corners of her lips slightly curled up, He flashed a bloodthirsty smile.

What a beautiful smile.That's what Voldemort thought in his last moments of unconsciousness.

……

Anita gasped and opened her eyes in a cold sweat.Her mind went blank, her eyes stared blankly at the patterns on the curtains on the top of the bed, panting heavily.Anita didn't remember what she dreamed about, but the heavy sadness was accumulated in her chest, making her breathless, and she burst into tears before she knew it.

"Dong dong dong." The door was knocked, and Anita wiped away her tears in a panic, calmed down, and said, "Please come in."

Severus pushed the door open, smiled at Anita and said, "Happy birthday, my dear daughter!"