HP told my dad to hit you after school

Isa felt that she had been going astray before.

She has a super-powerful Su background that others can immediately abandon the text at a glance: Her father is Voldemort, just ask you if you are afraid!

She has the strongest pedigree and a natural foreign language, and she has the beauty that everyone loves!

She even studies hard!Take O at every door!Promoted to School Belle!Be the president!

Snape bowed down under her real white underpants!

...but she just knew she was on the wrong track.

She doesn't think she's an idol drama heroine.

She is a comedian.

The world has changed since her father started writing school cases. Since "The Case of Voldemort" is about who is fighting, the routine dog transfer student actually has a crush on his own uncle. Lily, who was supposed to be with her because of Snape, pulled her and waved the red devil flag: "La la la Manchester City Spicy chicken!", the boys who are close to her are actually copying their homework, and hope to be promoted to the supporting role column to become a sunny male supporting role. The big dog smashed the screws of her watch in order to modify the car model, and vote for the school belle The Slytherins canvassed and yelled: "Think about who marked the key points when you were studying for the exam!", and Snape, who said he was prostrating under her skirt, was actually more like: Tsk, because you love me so much I just accept you

Even the name of the text is so killer!

It can't be more civilized, elegant and literary, such as "The Devil's Daughter's Mind", "Basil of Slytherin", "Midsummer Serenade", etc., it must be so simple and rude!

Ask my dad to hit you after school? !

Who is worthy of her father doing it himself? !

Isa thought about it deeply, and found that the dream of time was the perfect time for her to fulfill Mary Sue's dream!

The mysterious and beautiful girl seems to have entanglements with the Dark Lord. She is strong and gentle. After entering school, she had various emotional encounters with the potion professor...

Just thinking about it made her blush and her heart skip a beat.

And her father...

She has to collect all the horcruxes and go to Albania to find the father who is attached to Nagini and eats rats every day.

Then educate him every day with the socialist core values.

Comrade Volt!

patriotic!Prosperity!democracy!harmonious!

She is equivalent to starting anew in the dream of time, and she must compose a perfect and moving new chapter of HP fans!

Show that comedian before, what is a real HP heroine!

Snape paid more attention this year to the freshmen who filed into the Great Hall.He had no trouble finding the grinning brunette who was giving candy to another little girl.After a while she turned to the teacher's desk and met his eager eyes.Snape looked away pretending not to care, but Isa caught his gaze just now and waved at him excitedly.

Ah, so stupid, so stupid, so stupid, so stupid.

Snape looked at Dumbledore in disguise.The principal sent a rare letter to inquire about the situation after he guided Isa.His reply was simple: he won't be riding a stroller for 50 years.

Dumbledore's reply was very tangled: he was asking how the little girl herself was.

Snape: Hehehe, energetic and optimistic self-proclaimer.Congrats on the new Gryffindor.

And there is no fear of him, full of...

Kindness and affection.

Snape shook his head, as if trying to get rid of the strange thought.He found that Dumbledore was also looking at the new students, and following his gaze, the focus was also on the girl with black hair who kept telling jokes while eating candy.

Dumbledore frowned.Snape suspected he was worrying about something.

Worried about this girl harming his Gryffindor?

She was sure that she would enter Slytherin, hehe.

Issa tells Ellie Morgan a joke about a wizard with a big tongue who pronounces "cinnabar mole" as "cinnabar hemorrhoid" and ends up losing his love.All the little wizards who heard it laughed out loud.

She raised her eyes and looked at Snape again, habitually and unconsciously smiling sweetly and shyly - it was a smile for her sweetheart.

Snape wasn't looking at her.But Dumbledore was there.She subconsciously gave her a nod and a smirk at the old headmaster who had given her a Christian name, and Dumbledore smiled back kindly.

Ah, she sighed, Deng Xiao is still the good grandfather who sent her candies during the festivals!

Line up, the Sorting Hat is put on the three-legged stool.It sang a soothing ballad this year, and Isha applauded enthusiastically.

"Whoever's name I report will come!" McGonagall took out the list, "Cedric Diggory!"

Isha mused, sugared, about where she belonged.

Ah, it must be Slytherin. There is no doubt about it.

What matters is the process.Chatting with the Sorting Hat.

The last time the Sorting Hat yelled as soon as it touched her hair, I didn't get to know her kind and lovely heart at all!Just don't get tangled up!Full of dramatic tension!

"Hey Isa," her new gay friend Allie poked her, "I want to go into the same courtyard with you."

A group of little wizards around thought so too.

"Why?" Yisha thought in her heart that Haha fell under my charm, right! ! !

Allie: "In this way, I have copied homework for 7 years."

Someone is nodding.

Isha: ...Day.

Report to Isa soon.This time, she didn't enjoy the treatment of banging plates and applauding in the Snake Court back then. At most, a few seniors said that this girl is really pretty.

She walked up with her head upright, and gave Snape a wink on the teacher's bench (Snape: Ha ha, I don't know you), deliberately emptying her mind and thinking about nothing—this time, she will definitely attract the Sorting Hat to chat with her for a long time!

She mentally played a little Soviet march to cheer her up and put on her hat.

"Oh." said the hat on the ear.

Isa:! ! ! ! !

"May I ask what the song you were thinking of was called?" the Hat asked.

Isa: "....Soviet March."

Hat: "Oh thank you. Sing something exciting next year."

"SLYTHERIN!!!"

Isa put down her hat in a daze.

This time for three seconds.

Snape curled his lips and applauded.The Slytherin House applauded.Isa shook hands with the prefect in a daze, sat down, and stared at Snape in a daze.

Slytherin daddy loves her QAQ

Ellie was also in Slytherin, and she teased Isa: "Look at that Diggory assigned to Hufflepuff is so handsome!

Isa was still looking at Snape, absent-mindedly: "It hasn't grown yet. I think the professor is the most handsome."

Marcus Flint next to him sensitively searched the teacher's seat immediately: "Who? Which one? Is it the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor? Ah, that guy is a little handsome."

Isa said quietly: "I mean, Professor Severus Snape is the most handsome."

There was a moment of silence at the end of the Slytherin table.

Everyone who heard it turned their heads to look at Snape. Snape was puzzled and gave the students a glare.

Isa blushed.

At this moment she re-established her position in the first year of Slytherin——

A true warrior, Li Yisha, Dean's number one fangirl.

When Snape got back from Dumbledore's he boredly began to prepare the material for the lesson.There was no class tomorrow, so he sorted out the newly generated Slytherin first-year list, and stroked Isabella Riddle with his fingers.

He remembered that Dumbledore was in the office today, and that big Hagrid just walked out in front of him, his tangled face full of anxiety.

"Is Miss Riddle really Muggle-born?" Dumbledore went straight to the point.

Snape frowned uncomfortably, and he understood that Dumbledore was dissatisfied with Slytherin's still existing pure blood theory.

"Her missing father was a wizard," he said. "I thought her birth would be no problem in Slytherin."

"The missing father..." Dumbledore mused, "She lives alone?"

"one person."

"So, what do you think of her as a—"

"You asked me before," Snape interrupted. "As I said, she looks like a Gryffindor through and through. I don't know what's wrong with the Sorting Hat—"

"Hey," said the Sorting Hat who was thinking about the new song, "I haven't missed it yet!"

Dumbledore sighed.

"Sorry, Severus. But you know, Voldemort—"

"What does it have to do with the Dark Lord?!"

"—originally named Riddle."

Snape choked.

"The name Riddle may be common—"

"She was carved out of the same mold as Voldemort when she was a child. I was the one who brought him to Hogwarts."

Snape pursed his lips.

"Tom Riddle," he said suddenly.

Dumbledore raised his eyes sharply: "What?"

"Tom Riddle, her father's name is Tom Riddle, and when she went to withdraw money from her father's vault, she found a pile of her father's old things."

Dumbledore clasped his hands tightly.

"That's Voldemort," he whispered. "The Head Boys."

Snape sat blankly at the table, staring at the roster in a daze.

Isabella Riddle, the little girl with a big smear of ashes singing about chopping wood.She hesitated for a long time in Diagon Alley clutching her purse, and finally made up her mind to treat him to brownie mint cherry double balls with raspberry hazelnut crushed ice cream.After he refused, she spent a nat to buy a mango sorbet, licking it and muttering to herself to comfort herself that in the future she could buy two big tubs of ice cream in one go, eat one and throw away the other.

He looked at the sizzling bee candy wrapped in yellow sugar paper in the corner of the desk.

If the Dark Lord had such a daughter, wouldn't he be overwhelmed.

He remembered how he recounted to Dumbledore how Isa took a textbook and calculated the price when she was buying textbooks in Lichen. She carefully studied the discounts of the day, and then used a function to calculate the minimum value before taking the book at ease.After buying the textbooks, she moaned and asked him if she could buy the 1987 special edition of "Housewife Essentials: How to Take Care of Your Home", which has cleaning spells and appendix recipes.

Dumbledore's expression was very good at that time.

"What a..." he wiped his glasses, "a simple kid."

Dumbledore should go and see how she sang to the scarecrow while holding the firewood. If Voldemort didn't have a grave, he would have rushed to the grave laughing for three days and three nights.

Snape closed the roster and decided to go to sleep.

Let's talk tomorrow.

He floated above the world intertwined with gold and silver, the world was huge and solemn, and the power of will wrapped his body.He remembered that he was originally on the land of this world, but he floated up.He looked along the trajectory of his upward flight, and the world he originally belonged to was filled with ribbons of various colors, large and small.

He was gliding along the thickest band of color that was getting darker.He ran, his robe blew the wind behind him, his skin was no longer smooth, wrinkles proliferated, and a lot of memories flooded into his mind, he strode along his own timeline until black blood spewed from his neck, the road was broken .

He flew up, and landed lightly on another golden belt that he continued on the broken road.He continued to run along the gold belt, his size getting smaller and smaller, and the robe tripped him several times.

The golden belt leads to the small world filled with dreamy golden light ahead.He heard the laughter of countless people in the small world, and he saw the rainbow and bubbles in the small world.

He plunged headlong into that golden world.

He walked silently through the corridors of Hogwarts.

He was wearing a black button-down robe. He couldn't remember why he was here. This is the way from the cellar to the auditorium. He may be on patrol. Every Thursday he has to catch the students who go out at night...

No, he was looking for someone.

He's been waiting a long time, he should have gone to see it sooner.He turned the corner in a hurry, thinking she must have fallen asleep drunk in the auditorium—

In the corridor around the corner, there is a body lying on the ground. The moonlight makes her appear to be glowing, the wand rolls to the ground, and the sugar spills out of the pocket, like the remains of the candy rain in Halloween.

She is unconscious, her eyes closed, as if...

He staggered closer, and another terrifying picture overlapped with the one in front of him.It was an autumn night, with lightning and thunder, the baby was crying on the crib, and the red-haired woman fell to the ground as if she was asleep.

"Don't be like this, Yisha, it's so cold on the ground, can't you go back to the dormitory and sleep?"

He tremblingly touched her breath, and the warmth hit his fingers.

She is still alive.

But she couldn't wake up, no matter how much she screamed, she couldn't wake up.He let her lean against him, and the aging potion wore off, leaving him still thin and limp.

He had to find someone, had to find someone.

He thought of her seemingly omnipotent father, and then the old headmaster.

"Call God to protect you." He read, "Call God—"

He can't think of happy things.Come on, think, happy things—

"Let's go! Grandpa will take you to the prefect's bathhouse to take a bath!" She brought a pot of yellow ducks, "I want to have a blue water fleet!"

"Call God—"

"The moonlight is so beautiful tonight." Wearing a fiery red dance dress, she looked at him shyly and anxiously.

"Call God to protect—"

"No, I have to change the note for you to my wife." She considered seriously. "Maybe I can also use the permission to send a school-wide push message: The little fairy Isa is out of order! Don't give away chocolates! I've been busy for a long time, and it's all cheap, Snape's soul is gone!"

"Call God Guard!"

A silver leopard jumped out from the tip of the staff.

"Go find Dumbledore!" he ordered. "Quick!"

The silver leopard sniffed the smell of the girl in his arms, and ran away quickly.He stepped back, preparing to take her to the medical wing.

He stepped on something and looked down, it was a hand holding a pocket watch.

There was a man lying in the shadow that the moon could not reach.He tiptoed him over.

It was Thomas Lorenz.

"He won't wake up," said Dumbledore, after examining Lorenz, "he's trapped in his own dream—"

"Naisha—"

"Here," Dumbledore opened the gold-cased pocket watch, staring at the patterns hidden in the precision machinery, "here she is."

Isa knocked on the door of the potions office.

"Enter."

She couldn't wait to open the door and rush in.

Snape's office was dark and cold.Isha turned her head back, terribly excited, looking around.

"You..." Snape was correcting homework behind the desk, "what are you doing here, your first grade is tomorrow's class."

"Professor, I just came to ask," she wrung her hands shyly, "Do you have any past OWLS exam questions here? I want to see the ones from 1976."

Hurry up and seize the opportunity to memorize the answers to the exam questions!She didn't believe that she couldn't get all O's in the exam after she went back!

Snape frowned suspiciously: "What do you want that for?"

Isa: "Hey, preview."

"You should preview the scabies potion for me first." He said, "The frying rate of freshmen in the first class is 45%."

"I won't blow it up." Yisha promised.

Snape gave a vague laugh.

"I'm serious," Yisha emphasized, "you can add 20 points to me tomorrow!"

"Go back to sleep," he said.

Yisha walked to the door of the office step by step and turned her head: "Professor, can you really not give me the test questions of the 76th session?"

"Go back to sleep. Can't."

"Oh." She pursed her lips. "Good night, Snape—Professor."

Click.

Looking at the door panel, he vaguely felt that she seemed to be in that chaotic dream last night.

"What's behind this watch?"

"...I don't know either. The creators intertwined the timeline and the dream."

"If I use this watch—"

"Please don't try it, kid." Dumbledore was wearing his dressing gown and his nightcap was askew. "I think we need her father to come and have a look - still can't get to Tom, Minerva?"

The silver tabby cat patron saint nodded, and said McGonagall's voice: "There is no one on duty in the minister's office, and there is only a house elf in his house. It said that the minister has not returned all day."

"I could try this watch—"

"No, don't risk yourself, I know you're anxious, Mr Snape, but please—"

Dumbledore inadvertently turned a mechanical gear, and suddenly, a slender figure slowly pulled out from behind the dial——

"She said she would write to me every week when I was in school." Eleven-year-old Tom spun the dial, eyes closed, "but she lied—"

"My child with Lauder, my child, my Delphi, you will not be an orphan, we will be the happiest people, oh, Lauder—" Bella described herself haggard, closing her eyes and chanting.

"...she was chopping wood," said Snape, eyes closed, barely moving his lips, "and she sang as she worked, and she hated being poor, but she wasn't ashamed of it. She said she'd buy me ice cream ..."

The projections of dreams rotate with their eyes closed on the dial.

He reached out to touch that adult self in another world, he was almost jealous.

"You saw her, didn't you?" he asked. "She's in your hands?"

"Don't touch it, Severus." Dumbledore tried to move the watch away, "in case—"

Snape, eyes still closed, spun lifelessly.

"Let me go, let me go and bring her back, for whatever reason she—"

He touched the dial.With a hook of his finger, the minute hand rotated four spaces.

The projection Snape floating on the dial suddenly opened his eyes.

Isha lands on the train.

"Hey! My next class is Potions class! I promised it will be longer this time!"

Isha, who didn't get the exam questions for the 76th session, was very irritable: "Why didn't you even notify me of this transmission—"

"Oh, hey! Isn't this Miss Riddle!" A redhead opened the car door, "Fred! Riddle is empty here!"

"No, we have to go to Li's to see the spiders. Hey! Isabella! I haven't seen you for a summer vacation, and your domineering aura has increased again!"

"Oh, hey, Fred, hey George." Isa originally thought it was cleared again this time, but it didn't seem to be. "You guys are handsome again."

"We just like your honesty!" Fred laughed. "By the way, we just met a kid, and I put him in your place?"

"Don't teach him how to copy homework."

"Teach him how to fool Snape."

"Isabella is not fooling around, she is singing sincerely!"

"Yes yes yes, sing praises."

A black-haired boy came over pushing the luggage at a loss.

"Well, hey, they say you're free..." He smiled shyly.

Isa looked at the child she had exchanged with Lily for teaching rights with Zizi honey honey, and tried to smile brightly and brightly:

"Hi, sit down, sit down, you're welcome."

"Isabella, let's get our little brother here too—" Fred opened the car door again, "Don't develop him into a member of Snape's support club, Percy will hunt you down."

"What member - oh hello." Ron was even more bewildered. "Are you the Riddle who beat Snape against the wall in the corridor?"

Yisha looked confused: "What?!"

Fred quickly explained: "Ron likes to joke hahaha, in fact, she just followed Snape and asked a question about the corridor—"

"The point she was asking was why both she and Flint blew up the cauldron, and only Flint had the confinement—"

"I saw you last time I was in detention at Snape's and you were so cool—"

"Looking at Snape grinning while squeezing the slug as he swallowed a worm alive—"

"I haven't seen you in confinement since then."

Isha had no idea what had happened in the years she teleported through.

"I think you guys are trying to promote me as an Amazon woman outside," she said dryly.

Ron looked adoring: "Can you really squeeze a bucket of slugs in half an hour with your bare hands?"

Harry looked curious too.

Isa: ...How do you ask me to explain this!

What a wonderful heroine image!

Isn't this a comedian again! ?

The author has something to say:

Absolute Surrender and start again updated the old tear vertical and horizontal QAQ

(My mother forgot to accept the answer...it seems that procrastination is hereditary)