[Zhongyingmei] My dad is Voldy

Severus left anyway, after entrusting Anita to Narcissa's care.

Anita tugged on Severus' magic robe to try to stop him, but how strong is a baby, Severus didn't even notice Anita's hold back, and turned and stepped into the fireplace.

do not go!Please, don't go!Anita cried out in her heart, but no one could hear her.All I could hear was her intermittent sobs, which seemed more disturbing than the hoarse crying just now.

Narcissa hummed softly to coax Anita, and seeing that she gradually stopped crying, she put her on Draco's bed, "Xiaolong, this is my sister."

Draco seemed to understand, took Anita's hand and giggled.

Anita was still immersed in her helpless grief, and was startled when her hand was suddenly grabbed by another limp little hand.Hearing Draco's laughter at this time, he couldn't help being a little envious, if only he was just a simple baby.If you don't know anything, you don't have any troubles, as long as you grow up carefree.

No, she shouldn't be digging into a dead end.Just because she can't do anything now doesn't mean she won't be able to do anything in the future.One day, she will become stronger and be able to protect herself and those she loves.Knowing a little plot is her only golden finger, which gives her the possibility to control her own destiny.She would rather live in sober pain than die in a daze.With Severus still years away from the real end, she could certainly stop it.

Figured it out, Anita laughed along with Draco.

Seeing the two children holding hands and laughing, Narcissa's heart was about to melt. These two children were simply a gift from Merlin. Narcissa bent down and kissed the two children.

On the other side, Severus came to Voldemort's manor. He knelt down in front of Voldemort, kissed the hem of his robe, and then stepped back a few steps and stood in front of Voldemort with his head bowed.

Voldemort's face is pale, his nose is flat like a snake's nose, and his eyes are like a snake's vertical pupils, shining black and red light. When he looks at you, he stares at you coldly like a poisonous snake, and may kill you at any time. fatal blow.

"MyLord, I met Dumbledore and Sybill Trelawney at Hogsmeade today, and Trelawney made a prophecy," Severus reported.

"A prophecy?" Voldemort's voice was a little low and hoarse, with a hiss like a snake, and a snake's cold eyes.

"Yes, MyLord."

"go on."

"The prophecy says, 'He who has the power to vanquish the Dark Lord draws near—born into a family who defeated the Dark Lord three times—born in the seventh month...'"

"Oh, conquer me? Is this a demagogic trick by Dumbledore, a cunning lion?"

"MyLord, Dumbledore doesn't seem to trust Trelawney's divination very much."

"Trelawney? That Trelawney?"

"Yes, MyLord. It's the fortune teller family."

"The Trelawney family is indeed very successful in divination. But I heard that this generation of Trelawney is crazy. It seems that the prophecy is not finished yet, continue."

"MyLord, my subordinates are incompetent, and Dumbledore found out after only hearing half of it."

"Although it's only half of it, we can deduce who it is. Whether it's true or not, kill them all. Severus, hold out your hand."

Severus held out his hand, revealing the Dark Mark on it.Voldemort's pale and slender fingers lightly touched the Dark Mark, causing a sharp pain, and Severus didn't say a word, obviously used to it.

A few seconds later, several Death Eaters Apparated to Voldemort's side. They knelt down, kissed Voldemort's robe, and then retreated to their positions, waiting for Voldemort's orders.

"Death Eaters, Severus just told me an interesting prophecy."

Severus repeated the prophecy.

"This is slander! This must be Dumbledore's conspiracy. MyLord, please allow me to get rid of that Trelawney who dared to slander you." Bellatrix Lestrange heard this prophecy, She shouted excitedly, she is a fan of Voldemort, she always takes Voldemort's will as her will, and does not allow anyone to question Voldemort.

"MyLord, this prophecy must be false. There is no one who has defeated you, let alone defeated you three times. This is Dumbledore's attempt to damage your reputation." Rodolphus Lestrange This aspect of Voldemort is surprisingly consistent with his wife, which is the main reason why they combined in the first place.

"No matter what the conspiracy is, as long as it meets the conditions, kill it. Anyway, you haven't had fun for a while, have you? Let'shavesomefun. (Let's have some fun.)" Voldemort laughed cruelly.The surrounding Death Eaters also laughed, some of them stuck out their tongues and licked their lips, their eyes flashed eagerly, as if they had heard the screams of the Order of the Phoenix under their wands.

"Lucius, who have escaped from me three times?"

"There's the Longbottoms and the Potters, MyLord."

Hearing the word Potter, Severus' face paled instantly.He didn't care if the Potters lived or died, and to be honest, he'd be happier if James Potter was dead.Severus had never concealed his hatred for Potter, the stupid, pompous lion who had taken over Lily.Severus even had a secret expectation that Lily would be with him without Potter?However, he also knew that this was just his despicable thought. Ever since he chose to follow the Dark Lord, there had been a huge gap between him and Lily, and it was impossible.But Severus always wanted Lily to be happy, that girl who was as passionate as a flame should also have a warm and happy life like a flame.Her life should be like a lily, pure and flawless, loved by everyone.

"They have a baby born in July?"

"Mrs. Longbottom and Mrs. Potter are both pregnant. If there are no accidents, the baby should be born at the end of July."

The conversation between Lucius and Voldemort was still going on, and Severus' heart felt like a big hand was clenched.

Lily, Lily!

If anything happened to Lily, he could never forgive himself.What did he do, tell the Lord the prophecy, and then push Lily to death with his own hands?

No, there must be a way.If he asked the Lord, the Lord would not mind letting a little witch go. After all, the only thing the Lord wanted to kill was that little brat named Potter.

"Very well, tell the Death Eaters to get ready, let's see who is the lucky one, otherwise we will kill both of them." Voldemort said nonchalantly, as if he was about to kill two ants, " You all go down and get ready."

The Death Eaters bowed slightly like Voldemort, and retreated.Only Severus stood still, rigid.

"Severus, what else do you need?"

"My Lord, I beg you, let Lily Evans go." Severus knelt down in front of Voldemort, begging humbly.Severus never refused to call Lily Mrs. Potter, and stubbornly called her Lily Evans, as if as long as this was the case, Lily would still be the little girl he played with, and nothing would change.

"Mrs Potter?"

"Yes, MyLord. I know Lily Evans is unforgivable as a member of the Order of the Phoenix, and I beg you to give me the honor of punishing her with my own hands. Ibegyou, MyLord. (I beg you.)"

"Oh, Severus. Young love. Tell me, Severus, will you betray me for this Mudblood?"

"Never, MyLord. (Never.)" As soon as Severus finished speaking, he felt the power of Voldemort's Legilimency rampaging in his mind. Severus tried his best to resist with Occlumency, which did not Not easy, even though Severus was a master of Occlumency, he was facing the world's most powerful black magician.

After a long time, Voldemort didn't seem to find anything in Severus' mind, and withdrew the Occlumency, and said kindly: "It's just a mudblood, if you keep your loyalty, I will let her live, maybe , and I'll reward her to you." The Mudblood would give him better control over his Potions Master, a weakness Voldemort didn't mind Severus having.

"You have my eternal loyalty, MyLord. Thank you for your kindness." Severus breathed a sigh of relief silently. Although Voldemort was moody, he was also a man of his word, and Severus knew that Voldemort was indeed Don't care about the life and death of a mudblood witch, on the contrary, Voldemort is happy to use her to win over a subordinate, after all, there are not many potions masters, are there?

"Severus, I hear you have a daughter."

"Yes, MyLord." Severus tensed again.

"She'saPrince? (Is she a Prince?)" Voldemort's voice was somewhat meaningful.

"Yes, MyLord."

"Hope she's as gifted at potions as you are."

"I will definitely teach her well, and she will become a loyal Death Eater."

"Very well. By the way, Severus, where's my mental soother?"

"MyLord, it's my negligence, I haven't done it well yet."

"I'm disappointed, Severus. For the sake of the prophecy you brought, you won't be punished. I hope to see a mental soother by tomorrow morning, and you won't let me down Right, Severus?"

"Of course not, MyLord. (Of course not.)"

It wasn't until he left Voldemort's manor that Severus' tense nerves relaxed. Severus felt infinitely tired instantly, but he still had a pot of mental soothing agent to boil, sosad.