HP told my dad to hit you after school

It's Christmas break and Isha and her friends are going home.This time she squeezed into the Blacks' car and played with them all the crackling and blasting.

Unexpectedly, when the train arrived at the station, Isa found that her father was picking her up on the platform.

After she threw herself into her father's arms, she asked him in a low voice: "Aren't you very busy, why are you free to pick me up?"

Voldemort patted Isa on the back with a smile and said curtly, "There are reporters taking pictures."

Oh.

Just for show.

Minister Voldemort maintained a charming smile, and had cordial and friendly conversations with many parents who also picked up their children on the platform.

When Eileen Prince, who was holding Snape, also happily came over to talk to Minister Voldemort, Isa saw the lovelessness in Snape's eyes.

The two children held by the adults made silent eye contact.

Isa: Have you eaten?

Snape: ......... I don't want to talk right now.

Isa: ...Oh.

Fortunately, Voldemort still had work to do.After seeing that the reporter was almost done shooting, Voldemort led Isa back home with the Portkey.

After returning home, Isa had a good time playing with the big snake.Nagini has been neglected during this period, and now he is extremely wronged. After finally coming back alone, it must be fun enough for him.

"We're going to invite an uncle to dinner tonight." Voldemort asked the house elf to take Isa's luggage back to her room and then went downstairs to inform her. Rubbing and rubbing.

Isa didn't care, and continued to play the game of chasing the tip of the tail with Nagini: "Oh."

Seeing that she didn't pay much attention to her, Voldemort added another sentence: "He was my good friend back then."

Isa thought about it, this means to make her dress up at night, have a sweeter mouth, and be more enthusiastic?

So Isa said in a more serious tone: "Oh."

Voldemort felt that she hadn't grasped his deep meaning, so he had to continue to explain: "He is... well, the new German Minister of Magic."

Nagini felt that the hand touching it stopped, and pushed his head to Isa.Isa was stunned for a moment before reacting.

This is no ordinary gathering of friends, but a diplomatic banquet involving the magical worlds of the two countries.

"I'm going to pick out clothes." Yisha got up quickly and put the big snake down.Nagini bared his teeth in dissatisfaction. Voldemort didn't know when he picked up Ronaldo, and he was stroking the cat very skillfully, with both hands full.Orochi, who was left out again, could only go to eat in depression.

Isa climbed the stairs halfway, and suddenly remembered: "Then should I learn some German to answer or something?"

"It's enough to learn a few commonly used sentences." Voldemort said indifferently, "Anyway, I just have one request."

Isa looked down at Voldemort standing in the lobby on the first floor. He raised his head, his eyes full of fighting spirit.

"We must overwhelm him in momentum."

He intensified the strength of the cat. Ronaldo hummed in comfort, and finally turned his stomach and started snoring.

Voldemort is finally going to meet again with the dark wizard who was both a teacher and a friend.

It's just that, now that they have all become the ministers of magic of their respective countries, they can no longer speak freely when meeting as they did back then.

Anyway, he didn't care if he could speak freely.

From the beginning to the end, they had the meaning of comparison in their hearts, they were all the favored children of heaven, and they secretly competed with each other.Of course, you have to keep some points when you speak.

Voldemort lost the first round of their bet on who would dominate Europe first.

Germany's general election mechanism is different from that of the UK. Germany elects ministers in September, while the UK has to wait until December.Although both of them were elected this year, the Dark Wizard was 9 months earlier than him.

Voldemort: This must be a problem with the system!I don't agree!

So he can only find a place in this banquet tonight, and let out this bad breath.

Fortunately, there are two teammates on our side, and only one opponent, 2 to 1, we can overwhelm him in terms of numbers!

Isha attended today in full dress.

She also deliberately exposed the locket.She used to tuck it in her clothes in a low-key way.

But tonight her father is also very coquettish. His hair has obviously been sprayed with hairspray, he combed it into a handsome back, and sprayed himself with cologne. The most important thing is that he has never shown the resurrection Take out the stone ring and wear it!

"Father, you are so handsome tonight!" When they were standing at the gate of their manor waiting for guests to come, Isa praised him without hesitation, "We can beat him hard just from his looks!"

However, Voldemort just smiled, and regained his seriousness: "No, that guy is not inferior to us in appearance. He is also comparable to me in knowledge and ability, and even surpasses me in some places."

Isa feels that her cognition will be subverted today.

How could she be able to meet someone who was even more awesome than her father? ? ?

And it can make her father willingly admit that he is not as strong as him? ? ?

Who the hell is this German guy, is it possible——

Isa had a flash of inspiration, and she remembered the settings of countless fans, and asked her father in a low voice: "Could it be that he is from Grindelwald—"

Voldemort: "...What are you thinking, he just came from an ordinary wizarding family."

Isa: Oh.

The Germans didn't keep them waiting long. There was a soft cracking sound, and a man in a three-piece suit apparated in front of them.

The tall, blond man smiled and walked towards them, stretched his arms in the distance, and said in English, "Long time no see, Tom Riddle."

Voldemort's smile was obviously distorted, and he quickly adjusted, stepped forward to hug him, and greeted him with gritted teeth: "Long time no see, but I'm very sad that you forgot my name, Eric Faas Binder."

"How could I forget, my dearest friend," Fassbender patted Voldemort on the back, "You are Lord Voldemort."

There was a "boom" in Isa's mind.

He called this person Papa, he actually called him, he actually——

It's Eric Fassbender! ? ? ?

Isa stared blankly at the blond man who was clapping elbows with her father enthusiastically, and gave a soft "oh" in her heart.

It's Lao Wan.

You say you are Lao Wan! ! ! ! !

Magneto is not you!You secretly changed your identity and sneaked into the German magic world!He actually became a minister!

And you actually used the last name of Fasha!

Isa took a quick glance at Eric Fassbinder's crotch and thought oh he deserves the name Fassbinder—

--wrong!

This high imitation Lao Wan is not silver hair, not black hair, but actually blond, but it is true that he has found a gay friend who will be bald in the future...

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.How does this make her called someone? !

Calling Uncle Eric was like calling Magneto, and calling Uncle Fassbender made her feel like she was chasing stars!

"This is my daughter, Isabella Lytherin." Voldemort held Isa, "This is Eric Fassbender, my best friend."

Isa pulled out a ladylike smile: "Good day, Mr. Fassbinder."

Ahhh, she actually said it!She called him Mr. Fassbinder!

"Hello." Fassbender glanced at her, and then asked Voldemort very bluntly, "You still have children?"

Yisha was taken aback, thinking that their relationship has gotten so good?Yet Voldemort has a tendency to elongate his face.

"Her mother, have you settled down?" Fassbender stepped into the manor like the owner here, "If you don't deal with that woman well, it will affect your way up."

Voldemort and Isa's faces sank.

Voldemort touched Isa's head, led her to catch up with Fassbender, and said with a smirk, "Don't bother yourself, Eric. Let me, the master, show you around here."

"Visit?" Fassbinder laughed, "Why do you want to visit, it's just a typical English manor. Let's hurry in and eat. I've been hungry for a long time when I came to England."

Why is this person so impolite!

Isa was a little angry, she looked up at her father, but her father returned to calm uncharacteristically.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry." Voldemort, who had obviously lost face, turned his head to comfort Isa, "I can deal with him."

"After he became a minister, he began to want to overwhelm me." Voldemort looked at Fassbinder's back and sneered as he opened the door, "He always wanted to be the one who taught me...joke, I When will it be his turn to dictate?"

"Show yourself, Isa, don't follow his pace," said Voldemort. "He wants to taunt us, and we taunt us back."

Isa thought for a while and said, "That is to say, it's better to slap him in the face to let him know that we are not so easy to mess with?"

Voldemort looked relieved that "children can be taught": "Swell him."

"I didn't expect that the British wizarding world still wears robes." Fassbinder sat in the guest seat and spread out the napkin. "Don't you find that robes are not suitable for everything?"

Voldemort's face darkened in his robes.

"You can fight in a suit and leather shoes is also very powerful." Yisha responded politely, "At least you won't be unable to move your legs while wearing a robe, right?"

Fassbinder looked at her with some surprise, and then said to Voldemort with a half-smile: "Your daughter also follows you, she is eloquent and has no time to grow a good skin."

"You're right, I'm very proud of being able to inherit my father's wisdom." Isa said, raising her glass, "British family dinners are not good for drinking beer, today we brought out the Scotch Special whiskey, I respect you."

Fassbender took a deep look at her, raised his glass and bumped it with Voldemort first, then didn't clink his glass with Isa, took a sip by himself, and said casually: "Little girl, when I talk to your father in the future , don't interrupt casually."

"When it comes to talking about myself, I think I am qualified to respond, don't I?" Isa didn't mind, and said with a smile, "Besides, as the only hostess of the manor, answering the guests' questions is a matter of course. Mr. Fassbinder, who I want to be a guest, doesn't know about it?"

Voldemort decided to give Isa an allowance.

"Okay, Isa, stop joking with Eric." Voldemort raised his eyebrows at Fassbender, and then tapped on the plate in front of him: "You can serve the first dish."

Fassbinder tasted the salad made by Wenger expressionlessly, and said "hmm": "That's right, I didn't expect that there are British dishes that can be eaten."

Isa started talking without thinking: "That's right, you haven't eaten any really high-end food in the UK, oh, you should eat more with us today, otherwise you will only have to go back to Germany I can eat sausages, trotters and beer."

Fassbinder ignored her, but continued to eat in silence.

Voldemort raised his glass and touched Isa.

Isa, who hadn't spoken out for many years, was refreshed.

At this moment she is not fighting alone!

At this moment, Snape, Tony Stark, Rocky, Spider-Man, Deadpool, Mourinho and Ferguson are possessed by their souls!

From then on until the main food was served, Fassbender was chatting with Voldemort about some innocuous topics.Issa has been eating silently and vigorously throughout the unfinished conversation.

After the cod steaks came up, Fassbinder suddenly changed the subject: "But let me tell you, I am surprised that you British wizarding world is still isolated from the world. The Yankees are going to the moon, and you are still using candles to light your eyes." ?”

Voldemort was taken aback for a moment, and at this moment, Isa joined the battle with full blood.

"Are you encouraging us to use electricity?" Isa smiled, "Oh, it seems that you really love Siemens, you won't invest in Siemens?"

Fassbender smiled back: "Please don't make unreasonable speculations, miss. But I am very surprised that you know Siemens. I thought you British wizards didn't even know what the Cold War was."

"This is very normal. Some people think that people in China are begging for food, but their satellites are already in the sky. No one can wake up people who pretend to be asleep." Yisha responded, "We use candles because we don't trust Pulling the switch can cut off the power of the energy supply. We believe in our own magic power, look at this candle," Isa poured handwashing water from a small dish on the candle on the table, but the flame on the candle did not weaken at all , "It's much more reliable than electricity, isn't it?"

Voldemort made up the knife: "We still remember the document stolen after the German Ministry of Magic was pulled last time."

Fassbender, who was found out of the black history, was not at all annoyed: "So since then we have started to study electrical facilities driven by magic power. You, the British wizarding world, have not even involved this?"

"Sorry, even as a friend, I can't disclose the research progress to the Minister of Magic of other countries." Voldemort shrugged.

It seems that her father's combat power is not weak.Isa and her father looked at each other knowingly.

Fassbinder chuckled and clinked glasses with Voldemort: "I was the one who was abrupt."

In the end, until the dessert was served, Fassbinder didn't make a fuss.

After eating, Voldemort wanted to drive people away.Fassbender also wanted to leave, so Isa followed her father and hurriedly sent him out of the manor.

At the gate of the manor, Fassbinder straightened his suit, smiled and said to Voldemort: "I never thought that you would start showing affection to your daughter? Do you remember what you said when we were traveling?" ?”

"One moment and another moment." Voldemort wanted to quickly end the topic.

"You once sobered up and said that you don't need love. You don't need family members, you don't need friends, and you and I are just helping each other and walking together. Feelings are your bondage, Voldemort." Fassbin De glanced at Isa coldly, as if looking at an object, "Those who achieve great things cannot have entanglements and weaknesses."

"Do you think Isa will be my weakness?" Voldemort's face darkened. "I don't want us to talk about this topic again."

"Then good luck to you, Tom." Fassbinder looked at Voldemort with a half-smile, "I hope you can rule Europe smoothly with your family."

"With your kind words, Eric the Lone Traveler." Voldemort put his hand on Isa's shoulder. "We won't send you off. Goodbye."

"Goodbye." Fassbinder said coldly before apparating, "and you, eloquent little girl, goodbye."

"I won't be your drag." Isa assured Voldemort after Fassbinder left.

"Of course you won't be, my little girl." Voldemort stroked Isa's hair absently, "Fassbender is sick."

Of course Voldemort knew what was going on with all this old friend's targeting.

Fassbender hopes to personally teach the next Overlord, the next Grindelwald, and the next Dark Lord.

However, Grindelwald fell on Dumbledore and fell in love.

Fassbinder, who regarded himself as Voldemort's teacher, certainly didn't want his most perfect work to fall in love.

Fassbinder didn't know what was going on with Isa at all, Voldemort sneered secretly, watching Isa take his hand and shook it.

He's not "in love" with Isa at all.

As his only alchemy horcrux, Isha flowing with his blood is the guarantee of his eternal life.

He loves himself all the time.

The author has something to say:

When I try to think of a German name for myself, all I can think of is Fassbinder.

Well, just use the name of the big boss as a meme

You don't want to bring Fasha's face with you

I can't control myself anyway