HP told my dad to hit you after school

Fassbinder was careless.

He originally thought that he only needed to deal with one Voldemort, but he didn't expect that he would also bring a powerful Snape (Voldemort: I didn't want to bring it!!!), even if he was wearing black silk and a small skirt, it would not hurt The precision and ferocity with which he casts the spell.

Number 1 had already been knocked down by Snape.Fassbinder dealt with the pincer attack of the two in a bit of a panic - Voldemort still asked while beating: "Severus, whose school uniform belongs to you?"

Snape spun to avoid Fassbender's spell, his skirt flying, and then he took a moment to glance at Voldemort and saw the pink-eyed man sniggering.

Snape: "...borrowed."

After the rest of the shadow guards arrived, the scene became serious.

"Knock them down!" Fassbinder cast a curse at Snape, "Keep them alive!"

Voldemort manipulated the marble angel statues in the bunker to move, and the curly marble statues cheerfully knocked down the two shadow guards, leaving five hooded men.

"You don't come here alone to save the child, do you?" Fassbinder asked while supporting the bookshelf, with a malicious light in his eyes.

Voldemort easily lifted the solid wood desk, and slapped the shadow guard hard on the face. The other two were hung from the ceiling by Snape. He was wearing small leather shoes, and the sound of stepping on the wooden floor when he moved was quite pleasant.

"Of course it's just me," said Voldemort, and the remaining two shadow guards fell down screaming. "Don't you think it's not enough?"

"Enough." Fassbinder twisted the mechanism behind the bookshelf, "You are enough."

Click, the round carpet in the middle of the small room arranged as a study sank into the ground, a golden spherical projection flickered on the carpet, Snape paused for a second, he had seen this before, after he turned the pointer of the dream of time , he saw two similar golden earths, which were two parallel worlds.

Fassbender ignored his fallen subordinates, he recited a prayer, and the golden sphere began to spin——

Voldemort decisively gave Fassbender a complete petrification, and he flashed over, still singing strongly.Snape assisted him in trying to interrupt the chant, but Fassbender's prayer was not long, and he finished casting the spell before he was whipped by the bright white whip, and Voldemort saw the golden sphere brighter, as if he had been summoned , a beam of light shot out from the sphere and hit him.

"It is enough to have you, Voldy, you will become the real ruler, and you in another world will not let me down—"

Fassbender seemed crazy.Snape wanted to pull Voldemort away, but the red-eyed man looked fine under the beam.

"What do you want?" Voldemort asked calmly. "Do you think you have to shine a light to see how handsome I am?"

Fassbinder clearly choked on the fusion failure and Voldemort's shamelessness.

"Impossible," his brown eyes popped out nervously, "Obviously the previous experiments were all successful—"

Voldemort hehe: "The devil knows what you want to do. Did you go crazy because of the pressure after running for the minister?"

Snape pulled Voldemort away anyway.He was relieved to see that Voldemort was fine.

Looks like Isha succeeded.

"Then, then there is no way." Fassbinder laughed wildly and distortedly.

"Then you all die."

He raised his wand and screamed:

"Avada Kedavra!"

Voldemort turned his head to avoid the curse: "Oh, you want to compare the Unforgivable Curse with me?"

Snape flung himself a stunner at him as well, and Fassbinder made an odd move, smashing the doorknob on the door to the room.After the doorknob shattered, there was a creepy crunching sound from under the floor.

Voldemort, who had a previous record in the dark arts, changed his face.

"Are you crazy?! You're raising Inferi in the bunker?!" He pushed Snape vigorously, "Run!"

Before he could finish digesting the message "Oh my God, Voldemort is saving him", Fassbinder took out his portkey and prepared to slip away.

"Goodbye, Voldy." He said softly, "At least this will leave me with your corpse, neither old nor rotted... just a little pale-what are you doing?!"

Voldemort had kicked him to the ground, and the Portkey flew into his hand: "I told you, don't talk so much, or you will be killed easily. Hold it! Severus!"

"Hahahahahahahahahaha!!!" Fassbender laughed even more happily, "This is a single person's portkey! Only one person can leave here after 20 seconds! Otherwise, we will all become infernal corpses in half a minute. Ahahahahahaha -Little boy, I recognize you, you are a boyfriend with a small polyp. How interesting, small polyps will cry, your father and boyfriend can only survive, and Voldy you will never be Those who give up hope of life—"

Snape was very calm at the moment.

He slipped the Portkey back into Voldemort's hand.He knew it was a joke to expect Voldemort to push back, to give up his only hope to someone else like a Chicken Soup for the Soul hero.It's better to take the initiative to return the door key to him, so that when he goes back, he can still take good care of his mother for his own sake——

It's just Isha, Isha is going to be sad and crazy...

But at this moment, he thought of another ridiculous thing.

If only he had an 85 cent meal with her after the Yule Ball...  

"Just tell Isa that I was captured by Avada." Snape said calmly.

Don't say that only one person can survive, it's too cruel for Isa to hate her father.

Voldemort held the Portkey in silence for a moment.Neither of them noticed Fassbender struggling to his feet, wand raised.

"Fool." Voldemort gripped the Portkey tightly, but suddenly smiled.

"5, 4, 3, 2, 1." He counted down, and slammed the Portkey into Snape's face.

"You think you know me well?"

Snape felt the little hook jerk behind his navel, and in his blurred vision he heard Voldemort's final jeer... no, the announcement:

"Dumbledore said when I was in sixth grade that you could only spell 'love'."

Voldemort turned around, facing Fassbender with his wand pointed directly at his face, an Infernal corpse struggled to crawl out from under the floor——

"That old gay guy was wrong! I'll still love!"

Fassbender roared:

"Avada Kedavra!"

Snape fell to the second floor of the bunker.He got up tremblingly, suppressed the thought of going back to the bottom to save Voldemort, and suppressed it——

He rushed into all the rooms where the doors could be opened, looking for fireplaces and floo powder.He cleared his mind, he forced himself not to think about the fallen figure after the flash of green light, the figure he thought would never fall down.

He found a room with a fireplace and floo powder, and he sprinkled the powder, almost roaring:

"Hogwarts!!!"

He woke up.

He couldn't tell the moment at this moment, he slowly tilted his head and looked out the window, where a few Gryffindor boys were riding broomsticks and fighting at the height of the two-story building.The curtain beside the bed was drawn tight.In June, the weather is fine.

He sat up slowly, the white sheets slid down, only the Medical Wing and St. Mungo's had all white quilts... oh, and maybe the Real Madrid fans, Isa said.

He lifted the quilt, his thighs suddenly felt cold, he lowered his head, and found with a strange expression...

I am also wearing a Slytherin school uniform, a cute pleated skirt and black stockings.

He lowered his head, and his long black hair hung down.He brushed his hair behind his ears, and another lock fell, and he had to flick again—

Long hair is so troublesome, I admire those with long hair, such as Lucius.

He moved to the side of the bed with his legs hanging down. He found a rubber band around his wrist, so he took it off and tied up his long hair. While tying his hair, he carefully looked at his current legs, wrapped in black stockings, Slender and straight.

He supported the bed and stepped into the shoes beside the bed—little brown leather shoes, he used to like girls to wear them like this, but it was not very pleasant to wear them when it was his turn.

He opened the curtain, and there were traces of someone sleeping on the next bed.He glanced at it and knew it.

He had to change clothes—or at least a pair of trousers.

Snape emerged from the fireplace in the Slytherin common room, and rushed to the hospital wing against the shocked eyes of everyone.

He has to tell Isa, he has to—

How to say? !What can he say? !

Your father gave me the only Portkey, has he been Fassbinder Avada! ?

He had thought that Voldemort would never die, he had cursed a million times, he wanted that bald man to die, for all those who died at his hands.

"Hello, Severus," the handsome red-eyed man raised his glass with a smile, "Isa must have caused you a lot of trouble."

He turned the corner hastily and nearly slipped.

"I finally understand Slytherin. It is said that he killed a sphinx alone to vent his anger on the day he married his daughter." The man in the black robe said gloomily, "I saw you staring at her reluctantly when you stepped down You stood there for a long time."

The medical wing was right in front of him, a familiar figure with a ponytail closed the door, turned around and walked towards him.

"Isha!" he yelled, his heart throbbing, "Isha, you woke up, you finally—"

He hugged Isa vigorously into his arms, and Isha stretched out her hand to resist, struggling resistingly: "Let go—"

"Isa, you..." Snape let go, he really didn't know what to say at this moment.

Isa looked strangely at Snape who was still wearing the girls' school uniform: "I suggest you go back and change your clothes. You ran all the way here in a skirt?"

"You only pay attention to this?!" Snape pursed his thin lips, and Isa walked towards the dormitory without looking back: "Otherwise? What are you going to do next? I want to go back and change clothes."

Snape reached out to press Isa's shoulder, and she ran as if she had eyes behind her back.

Isha came out of the girls' dormitory with a strange expression.

Snape also changed back into his robes, and Narcissa murmured and took the loaned school uniform to the laundry room.

Isa is wearing a white shirt, black pants, and a pair of black leather boots. Her hair is tied up high, and she looks very heroic.

"What do you want to do next?" Isa asked calmly.

"Your father." Snape swallowed, and said with difficulty, "Your father, just now—"

Isa raised her chin slightly and narrowed her eyes slightly.

"Something happened to him," she continued.

Never before had Snape felt more strongly that she was Voldemort's daughter.

They are so similar, not only in appearance.On weekdays, Isa is never serious, and always has a bright smile on her face.But when she put on a straight face, calm and angry——

It was like Voldemort looking out through the girl's face.

"I'm going there." She walked out, "It's not good for my health to fall into the hands of that bastard lunatic. "The British Minister for Magic Tried to Attack the German Minister and Was Killed by Self-Defense", making big news, he finally Good at this."

Even though Snape was upset, he felt something was wrong.

"Isa?" He stopped her suspiciously, "Are you okay?"

"Not good." She walked towards the Room of Requirement, clutching her wand tightly, murderously, "Not at all good."

He had never been beaten so humiliatingly.

never.

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