System experience officer

Everyone really wants to say, "You're the only one who thinks it's a sure thing, right?"

Han Zifeng, having finalized her idea of ​​the Dark Origin, was about to consider the next steps when she suddenly asked, "Wait, Dark Origin? So, what faction are my parents on now?"

Dark Origin replied, "Your father is a Death Eater, and your mother is of mixed race with an unknown affiliation." Then, it added, "She doesn't belong to Dumbledore; your mother is mainly raising children now."

Zi Feng fell silent, then insisted on saying, "Fine, fine, Voldemort can't win this round, I despise him."

The Dark Origin, with its countless dots, actually said, "You're the right person to come. If you can't handle it, then use your divine power to reshape this broken world for me. I'm so annoyed with you."

Zi Feng happily said, "Yes, I agree. Change the cut, change the cut, it has to be changed."

First: "You two are enough, each one more unreliable than the other." He hadn't expected that these two unreliable kids, after discussing and discussing, would actually end up causing a complete wipeout. He asked curiously, "Aren't you pretty nice to Snape?"

Zi Feng replied: "White, the normal version, idol, celebrity, staged photos, autograph, yay. Black, what is it? If the sky is falling, then just flip the sky up, drag out the Heavenly Dao, beat it up once and then beat it up a few more times, umm umm umm."

Dark Origin: "Hmm, a few more beatings will do the trick." My first impression was, okay, okay, as expected, those who can be dark together can play together, haha.

After finishing her conversation, Zi Feng sighed. The more she thought about this world, the more she could think of four words: unreliable.

The point is, haha, this author is quite creative. Snape is evil, so Lily was demoted too, right? Lily was demoted, so for the sake of peace, Potter was demoted too, right? Why does this setting feel a bit like it's slandering China? What kind of person is Potter? A bullying leader! And look at the Marauders, very well, very well, Peter is considered to have the purest bloodline, right? What is all this nonsense?

Luckily, she's bald now, otherwise she'd pluck her hair out completely, wouldn't she? Unreliable, so unreliable! The Prince family now has three house-elves: Zal, Noah, and Qingqing. His parents, however, are completely devoted to selling, refusing to join the Death Eaters or the Order of the Phoenix.

Zi Feng used her divine sense to contact her father, Kasopel Prince: "Dad, get some soul-restoring potions lately, potions that enhance soul stability. That piece of tofu of yours, you can smash it with one punch. Think of the tofu as a soul. You need to research and develop a potion to restore and stabilize the soul. Use that mindset to look for records related to soul artifacts, see if there are any similar records?"

Cassopel nodded and said, "I know that. There really is such a potion, but I don't know how to brew it."

Zifeng gave him a suggestion: "Then sell the recipe to Voldemort and let him make it himself. Although that guy is a bit of a fool now, his professional skills should not be bad, right?"

Cassopel asked suspiciously, "You want to support Voldemort?"

Zi Feng complained, "I want to kill Snape. It's too embarrassing. I can't accept it at all."

Cassopel was speechless: "Is this why you want to join Voldemort's side?"

Zi Feng grumbled, "The savior should have been from the Potter family, but with his color, does he deserve it? That crazy boss definitely thinks there's nothing to fear about bastards, after all, this one is just too much of a mixed breed. As for Longbottom, haha, he's just a meowing cat that gets kicked around a couple of times, occasionally lets out a roar, and then cowers. That crazy boss doesn't even look at him. That leaves me. The funny thing is, Voldemort really did die at Neville's hands. Gryffindor's courage. He picked up his sword and accidentally killed the boss."

Cassopel scoffed, "Kid, are you serious?"

Zi Feng complained, "What's the use of that madman? If I don't kill Snape this time, I will really, really despise him for the rest of my life, two lifetimes, three lifetimes..."

Kasopel nodded, thought about it, and agreed. After all, his talent for alchemy wasn't good. Zifeng rolled her eyes at her father and roared, "Can't you stop being so wasteful?" Seeing that Kasopel didn't understand, she roared, "Anyway, that lunatic can't be paid. It's good enough if I just copy one for him."

Cassopel nodded and said, "Yes, yes, I'll copy it, I'll copy it, I promise I won't make a single mistake."

Zi Feng covered her face. Why did she feel like this dad was such a silly goose?! She was genuinely disgusted. Zi Feng thought for a moment and said, "It's best not to ask Malfoy for help with Voldemort. That opportunist seems very unreliable."

Cassopel nodded and went to carry out his business. The wizard took care of it with a copying spell, and it was all over. When the crucial moment arrived, Voldemort indeed came to the Prince family's territory, but looking at the dark shadow floating in the sky, Zi Feng was quite disgusted.

She suddenly realized that Voldemort was truly delusional. Zi Feng said to the large-headed shadow, "Voldemort, you idiot, come on, tell them to keep floating. Come to my angle, take a look, and then tell this little kid, what do you feel?"

Voldemort was puzzled, but he still slipped over to Zi Feng's side. Then, he fell silent, feeling that the Death Eaters' behavior was a bit silly.

Zi Feng added, "Don't you also feel that your behavior is stupid? By the way, how about we make a deal?"

Voldemort suddenly asked with great interest, "Tell me about it?"

Zi Feng said, "My dad, although he's Prince, is really not very good at potion making. So I'll give you the potion recipe, you can brew it yourself. By the way, let me tell you, cutting your soul into actions is really stupid. That's not called immortality, that's called being a lunatic."

Voldemort: "Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?"

Zi Feng complained, "You better behave and I'll teach you how to truly achieve immortality. If you don't, I'll chop you and those idiots up and then have Grindelwald come out and take a couple of turns. You, the Dark Lord, don't expect me to look down on you."

Voldemort asked with great interest, "Immortality?"

Zi Feng retorted, "You've essentially cut off your own path to immortality. It's possible to divide your soul, but your random, one-hit-kill method is wrong. That's not how you divide a soul, you know! Look at yourself now, from a different perspective, and you'll find that everyone below you, all your right-hand men, are lunatics. Bella, Little Barty, which one of them is mentally sound?"

Voldemort reflected and suddenly realized that his men were all mentally unstable. He asked, "How can I fix this?"

Zi Feng complained: "Dude, there's no such thing as a free lunch. Anyway, you're the Dark Lord now, so it shouldn't be a problem to hire someone from you, right? He's an acquaintance, Severus Snape. Just thinking about how he's black makes me feel uncomfortable, like the sky is falling. If you can't even handle this little thing, I'll despise you, despise you, despise you to death."