HP told my dad to hit you after school

Isa wakes up.

She vaguely felt that someone on the bedside was wiping her forehead with something damp.Her eyes opened a slit to see Wenger the house-elf tending to her with a wet sponge.

Wenger is the house-elf who brought her up from childhood.Voldemort never really cared for her from birth, he just threw her in the nursery.The rest of the diaper changing and feeding are all handled by Wenger.

Isa has remembered things since she was born.In her memory, there were countless dark nights when Wenger with big eyes like light bulbs rocked the crib to coax her to sleep.

"Wenger..." Isa muttered.

"Miss is awake!" Wenger exclaimed, almost dropping the sponge in his hand, "Miss, is there any discomfort?"

Isa felt it, and said honestly: "Hungry."

After hearing this, Wenger immediately said: "Wenger will go get some food right away!"

"Wenger..." Isa didn't let it go, she grabbed the pillowcase Wenger was wearing, and complained in a daze: "Why do you say you called Wenger... What's so good about breaking the factory... ...If only your name was Ferguson...①"

(①: Wenger is the coach of the Premier League team Arsenal, Isa is a fan of the Premier League team Manchester United, and the coach of Manchester United is Wenger's deadly rival Ferguson)

Wenger didn't react: "Miss is not satisfied with Wenger's name?"

"...No." Yisha let go of her hand resentfully, "Go."

The house-elf apparated away with a snap.Isa took a deep breath, retracted her arms under the quilt, and began to think deeply about philosophical issues.

Who am I, where am I from, where am I going?

I'm Isabellas Lytherin, I'm the eldest daughter of Lord Voldemort, the ultimate boss of the "Harry Potter" series, if I don't save myself, I will be forced by my father to become a Death Eater and finally lead by the dog .

Yisha felt that her memory came back at an inappropriate time, why didn't she let herself remember the events of her previous life when she was born?Why does she have to happily think that she is a simple high-ranking official's daughter and then tell her suddenly: Your father is the Dark Lord!

But... if she knew it from the moment she was born, she wouldn't be scared to death, and she would be terrified towards her father.It's very odd for a newborn baby girl to be frightened... Her father's IQ will have to figure it out sooner or later.

It's strange that her father hasn't found out that her mental age is in her twenties.

Isa thought about it, and attributed it to her father's extreme lack of parenting experience and his extreme conceit about his genes.

She has been his daughter for 6 years, and she will definitely continue to be his daughter in the future.She must have been tied to the Dark Lord's boat.But fortunately, Voldemort is still a positive politician who wants to be a minister, and has not shown any interest in becoming a devil... Once he has such a sign, she will definitely kill this idea in the cradle!

Her father is still a good father so far. Of course, this is compared to Isa who is already in her twenties.If he is really allowed to raise a real baby, then with his education method of ignoring him, meeting twice a day, and stuffing money when he meets, the child will become a psychologically twisted little dark lord after eating dates.

Isa, who is in her twenties, simply loves Voldemort's daily routine of raising children.I can see him during breakfast and dinner every day, chat and talk with him during the meal, and exchange what books I have read all day. The knowledgeable father can definitely say a thing, two, three, four, five on her topic.If you give her a father who just hugs "baby" and "heart" and "heart" at every turn, she will die awkwardly eating dates.

Her father was not stingy about giving pocket money.As soon as she said what book she wanted to read, her father would find it for her within 12 hours.If there are any instruments such as the moon observatory, the precise magic model of the solar system, and the children's crucible set, her father will directly provide her with a wave of his hand.

Even small snacks like zizi honey candy will not miss her.Her father is busy, so let Wenger buy it for her.

The only thing her father restricts her is going out.She grew up, except for Black and Malfoy's house, she hadn't been outside much.But fortunately, as a dead house with four limbs, she doesn't want to get up as long as her butt is next to the sofa, and she doesn't have such a strong need to go out.

what.

According to her thinking.

Voldemort is such a good father!

..............................

Isa was dumbfounded.The reason of her previous life and the memory of this life began to fight.

The original book of HP in the previous life and countless colleagues from the Lion Academy pinched her collar and yelled, "Have you been corrupted by this life of glory and wealth! Voldemort is a perverted devil! He has no love in his heart! If you really trust him If you love him, you will definitely take the dog with him!"

The memories of this life and countless colleagues from the Snake Court hugged her waist and whispered, "Your father is so kind to you. If you betrayed him and fell into Dumbledore's arms, would you be worthy of your conscience? Do you dare to say that you and your father are so kind to you?" After getting along with the little friends, do you think Bella is a lunatic?"

Isa thought about it rationally for a while, and then hesitantly came to a conclusion: "...My father didn't want to be the Dark Lord, nor did he make Horcruxes?"

She had seen the goblet and diadem on the shelf in her father's study yesterday before she went out!

Her father even wore a locket when he attended events before!She remembered that her father still put photos in the locket, and when her father was interviewed, he used "the only thing left by Slytherin" to show off to reporters!

Her father is still so handsome and handsome, there is no sign of disfigurement at all?

...Doesn't this mean that...the future may not happen? ? ?

Isa was taken aback for a moment.

Before she could figure it out completely, the door of her room opened.Nagini swam in, and Voldemort entered the room behind Nagini, closing the door behind him.

Seeing her handsome and worried father, Yisha let go of all her entanglements in an instant.

#My dad is so handsome, even being the Dark Lord is also a charming McLeod! #

#I do not care!As a Yangou, I think my dad is more handsome than Dumbledore!I stand by my father! #

#Voldemort greatly prprprprpr#

#Ah ah ah Voldemort came over!He came to my bedside! #

#He sat down! ! ! ! ! #

"I checked, and there is nothing wrong with you." Voldemort touched Isa's forehead, "You have slept all day. There are still three hours before the Christmas turkey dinner."

"What date is it today..." Yisha almost lost the concept of time, "Is today the 24th?"

"Today is Christmas Eve." Voldemort said helplessly, "If you don't get up again, there will be no turkey to eat."

Isa sat up with a "chuckle": "I feel very energetic! Let's go downstairs!"

Voldemort stretched out a finger and pinned her down: "Lie down. I haven't asked about the werewolf yet."

Yisha said "Oh..." and lay down reluctantly: "I've been sleeping for a whole day, and I'm going to get bedsores if I lie down again..."

"I caught that werewolf." Voldemort's face was dark, "it was sent to Azkaban overnight, next to his good brother Fenrir's cell. This will never happen again .”

Yisha didn't pay much attention, she knew that her father was undoubtedly slapped in the face in public this time, and it was impossible not to go back without revenge.

"You did a good job yesterday, very witty." Voldemort praised her in a warm voice, "No one can do better than you, a 6-year-old little wizard. You are indeed my daughter."

Isa bared a smile at him showing the upper and lower rows of small baby teeth.

"However," Voldemort thought thoughtfully, "I think you should start to get familiar with practical magic."

Isa:?

"If you read too many books on the history of witchcraft, you will become stupid." Voldemort said, "I have prepared a book about spells for you... I'm going upstairs to look for my old textbooks these days. You can start with one. The grade textbooks are starting to look."

Isa: "...I can start teaching myself the first grade of Hogwarts at the age of 6?!"

Voldemort took it for granted: "It took me a month to complete the content of the first grade by myself. You are so smart, of course you can't lose at the starting line. Besides, you are just previewing the textbooks. You haven't even finished changing your teeth. You are too young." The level of magic power is not high," he stared at Isa's crumbling front tooth, "you can't use the spell of the magic wand for the time being, so you should preview courses such as potions first."

Issa is a bit hopeless.

"Don't make such an expression." Voldemort reached out and pinched the little girl's cheeks. "You are the only wizard named Slytherin today. Of course you are better than ordinary people."

Voldemort reached out and pulled Issa up.Isa brushed her hair with her small hands, and jumped out of bed, bypassing Nagini who was on the ground.

"Go down and eat something." Voldemort led the snake out of the room.Isa puts on her slippers slowly and looks back at her crib.

Mr. Rickman's big black robe was neatly folded on her bedside table, and the remaining bottle of aging agent lay on top of the big black robe.

Alan Rickman's voice is so recognizable.At that time, her memory was unlocked after drinking the aging agent, but her mind was very messed up at the time, and she hadn't registered the memories one by one.But the voice of the man in black was really too similar to Alan Rickman, she couldn't hear it wrong.

If this was in 1986, in her opinion, the man in black was definitely the professor who didn't run away.But now it's 1966...

Maybe the man in black used something like a voice-changing spell?

Isa came back to her senses and followed her father out of the room.

Isa is overwhelmed.She ate so much last night that she actually gnawed off her front teeth while gnawing on the chicken bones.

Her father poked the small incisor on the chicken with a fork expressionlessly, and then asked her to open her mouth to show him.

Isa could only feel the cold wind swishing into her mouth.

Voldemort sent the sad little girl back to bed early because her front teeth were missing.He told Isa to keep the fallen teeth well.

"Because many spells use things on the target. Understand?"

"Like Polyjuice Potion?"

"Yes." Voldemort said appreciatively.

…so to avoid being imitated with Polyjuice Potion, you’re going to bald yourself in the future right?

What a brave Dark Lord!

Isa went to bed early and woke up early.

Wenger had already piled her presents at the foot of her bed.Isa wakes up to a pile of gift boxes, utterly overjoyed.

She looks forward to this day and Children's Day most every day!

Because there are gifts!

...Her birthday is on Children's Day.

Yisha put on her clothes happily, climbed to the foot of the bed and began to violently unpack the express delivery.

There were not many people who gave her gifts, just the Black children and Lucius, and her father and...

Dumbledore.

But I heard that her father would also receive presents from Dumbledore every year, most of which were strange things like wool socks and rabbit puppets.These things were thrown to Isha after unpacking each time.

Isa unwrapped the presents from Black's family one by one.Sirius gave her a copy of his uncle's Muggle clipping book, which happened to be the sports one. Isa excitedly opened it and found that it was almost a collection of football and sailing events in recent years. She was so excited Straight call.Narcissa sent a silver and green headband, Bella a spider doll, and Andromeda a box of handmade finger biscuits.Regulus wrote a greeting card very seriously and sent a jewel brooch.

Lucius sent a diamond-encrusted gold watch, which shone very brightly.

Dumbledore sent a children's picture book about the story spring.Isa flipped through and found that the illustrations inside would move.

Then it was her father's gift that she was looking forward to the most!

…………

did not find.

Isa thought about it carefully, and thought that her father would not forget to give her a gift, she must have to go downstairs and let him hand over the gift to her.

Good stuff for sure!

Isa put on her socks excitedly, gathered up the presents, and went downstairs to have breakfast.

"Morning!" She happily sat down at the table, "Daddy, have you received the gift I gave you?"

Voldemort uncharacteristically did not read the newspaper.He crossed his arms, sat upright in his chair, and looked at Isa softly.

"Got it," he said gently, "I like it very much, thank you, Isha."

Isa smiled happily.

"But I didn't get the present you gave me," she said.

Voldemort nodded, explaining: "Originally I bought a children's cauldron set... but after receiving your gift this morning, I changed my mind."

Isa tilted her head.

Voldemort undid the first button of his shirt, reached into the collar with his slender fingers, and pulled out a thin silver chain around his neck.He lowered his head slightly, and took off the pendant that was hanging close to his neck.

It's Slytherin's locket.

Isa's eyes widened: "This..."

Voldemort took the locket off Isa's head with his own hands, and the silver-green velvet locket with his body temperature just hung on Isa's chest.Isa opened the locket with trembling fingers, and behind the small glass window were inlaid colorful photos of wizarding activities.

The little Isa was held in Voldemort's arms, and the two smiled happily at Isa behind the glass.

"For you, my daughter," said Voldemort, smiling. "As the heir of Slytherin, it should be yours."

Isa threw herself into her father's arms without saying a word.

On December 1966, 12, Voldemort woke up and opened his daughter's present.

It was a bronze statuette, a bust of him.Magic artifacts sculpted his features to life.Isa attached a handwritten greeting card, Voldemort took out the card, and the little girl's immature handwriting wrote:

"Carve Dad into a statue, and Dad will be immortal."

Voldemort brushed past the word "immortal" and smiled.

As you wish, my child.

Together we can be immortal.

The author has something to say:

Voldemort...was a good father in a way.However, his feelings for his daughter are still the same as those for pets. After all, this guy really doesn't understand love.