When Hisoka meets V

Unusual mood for a dead fellow Taoist

From the very beginning, Hisoka didn't think that Voldemort was just a good-for-nothing wimp. After all, he was admired by Slytherin and feared by Gryffindor. Even Dumbledore, known as the strongest white wizard, The Dark Lord, who is also extremely jealous, is definitely not a kind and weak guy.Hisoka originally thought that this person would be happy to fight with him, but he didn't expect that this seemingly powerful snake fruit has such a good temper [mistake! ], is also very good at Tai Chi, and is well versed in the way of one pushing, two circumventing and three ignoring the requirements of one's own battles.

As cunning as Kuroro, didn't he really crawl out of the trash on Meteor Street?

"Do you know how busy you are as a professor at Hogwarts? Four houses, 28 grades, and more than 1000 students' assignments are all graded by me alone. It's very tiring." Voldemort sighed, "The seniors Fortunately, I can't bear to read the homework of the lower grades, and being a professor is not so easy."

"Actually, you don't need to assign homework~Professor Voldemort~?" Hisoka replied with a smile.

"If I could, I'd be more than happy to. But you know, it's one of my hobbies to watch many students cry and beat their chests over three-inch papers." Professor Voldemort said shamelessly, "and [Honorable] Dumbledore Professors are always spot-checking student papers, so it's a must for homework."

"Professor, you continue to assign homework~?" Xi Suoben, who didn't need to do homework, said happily.

Voldemort smiled and snapped his fingers, a house elf appeared from the void, and asked respectfully, "Does Master have anything?" Voldemort said, "Go and get the stack of documents in my study." The elf received the order , disappeared immediately, and after a while, appeared with a thick stack of parchment and put it on the coffee table in front of Voldemort, and disappeared in place after receiving the master's order.

"I'll leave these to you." Voldemort pushed the parchment in front of Hisoka, "As a student, it is very necessary to help the professor correct homework."

"Professor Voldemort should know that I have no writing skills." Hisoka shrugged.

"You just need to type O after reading the words." Voldemort pointed out the maze for Si Suo-san.

"It's so simple?" Hisoka marked an O on the paper on the top of the stack with the red ink quill pen that Voldemort handed over, "But what good do I have...how about you fight me~ I Will it be very gentle~?"

"The weather is fine today." Voldemort said, he had already stood up and went to the yard to get some air.

So, Xi Suosang, Baozi face.

It's still cold in the UK in early March.The sun seemed to come up from the big guys in the sea, and it was cool, and it didn't feel warm when it hit the body. Voldemort stood in the doorway wearing nothing but a thin black shirt, which, in the parlance of those stupid Gryffindor lions with their mandrakes in their heads, was pretending.However, he does have the capital to pretend to be X. His jet-like hair hangs down to his shoulders, looking lazy and elegant. Hisoka's strange voice came from behind him: "Professor Voldemort is so interested~?"

"Of course I'm very excited. The three-month backlog of papers can finally be resolved." Voldemort turned his head and smiled brightly.

"..." Hisoka exuded murderous aura again.

In the third round of the Quidditch Cup preliminaries, the "fatal duel" between Gryffindor and Slytherin ended with a complete victory for Slytherin.When Hisoka returned to Slytherin, the little snakes were having a celebration banquet in the common room. Because there was no professor present, the prefect Lucius acquiesced to the proposal of several senior students and replaced all the original grape juice with champagne.As a result, a bunch of little kids hid in the cellar, behind their backs to their teachers and parents, they secretly opened wine and meat.

Hisoka entered the Slytherin common room, and was swept into the middle of the crowd by Messi.Messi handed him a goblet filled with amber champagne liquid, his face slightly annoyed: "Didn't it be agreed to go to cheer for the Quidditch team today, why did you run away suddenly?"

Hisoka was stunned when the little girl suddenly became so feminine. He took a sip of champagne, and before he could say anything, the death light of the platinum boy shot towards him.It's not the first time I saw Lucius' sad appearance, but in the eyes of Si Suosan, who was exhausted physically and mentally at the moment, how this expression comforted his seriously injured heart.He was in a good mood, and he kept winking at Lucius. Seeing the platinum boy turned his head with a sad and angry face, his face began to brighten again, put down the champagne he had only drank a few sips, and searched for him The figure of little Sifford at home.

Snape is not difficult to find, where there is a dark corner, there is Snape.

Snape was wearing his usual ill-fitting wizard robe, sitting in the far corner, holding in his hand the book on advanced potions that Slughorn had given him a few days ago.It has to be said that Snape is a truly unnecessary genius. He did not receive any preschool education, and all knowledge was acquired after entering Hogwarts. However, the talent he displayed completely surpassed that of the seven-year-old. The pure-blood wizards who have been exposed to potions since they were eight years old.Not only did he brilliantly complete the potions required by the professor, but he also raised many correct viewpoints that were completely contrary to the teaching materials.

Although Slughorn was a philistine and stubborn old man, he also had to admit that Snape's achievements in potions would far surpass himself in more than ten years.In fact, only when Snape came into contact with the potion, would his gloomy face have the dazzling brilliance brought by confidence.

And even though Snape was holding the potion book, his pupils were staring at one place without focus, and he was unaware of Hisoka's arrival.

"Little Sif~?" The sudden strange tone made Snape jump, he looked up and saw Hisoka, and as usual, he rolled his eyes at that person, leaning his forehead and said, "When did you come here?"

"Just now." Hisoka said with a smile, "I miss you so much if I can't see you for an afternoon~Little Sif, let's have a fight~?"

"..." Snape turned his head and ignored this Slytherin BT whose mind had been corroded by violent thoughts.

"Is little Sif ignoring me? Oh, it's really sad~" It's really quite a message. I will be very distressed if I ignore you, and I will be annoyed if I ignore you. Merlin's cool toad mirror, the world is still alive Is there anything sadder than this?Snape felt that he was already tragic.

"What is little Sif looking at?" Hisoka leaned closer, "Hedriga's heart failure retarder? What is this?"

Snape closed the book with a snap, and said coldly, "It's nothing, I just turned the page."

He just happened to turn it over, and he couldn't take his eyes off after glancing at it.Hedriga Prince, a generation of potion masters, was awarded the First Class Medal of the Order of Merlin for his development of Hedriga's heart failure retarder.Hedriga's heart failure retarder is a high-level potion, and students in the seventh grade will learn how to make this potion.But can't make it.Only a good potion master can make the most perfect finished product.During this period, not only rich potion production experience is required, but also harsh environmental conditions and rare potion materials.Therefore, the market price of a bottle of qualified Hedriga heart failure retarder is very scary.But you have to admit that he is indeed a good way to delay the deterioration of heart disease.

Hisoka didn't know what this potion was, but he could guess from the name alone that it should be a potion that blindly delays heart failure in humans.Wizards are also humans, and although they live much longer than the average Muggle, failure of any organ can be fatal to them.Therefore, there are continuous in-depth research on various difficult and miscellaneous diseases by the potion masters in the wizarding world.

It’s just that exploring doesn’t mean conquering. Even Hedriga’s heart failure retarder, which is like a life-saving drug, can only delay the deterioration of heart disease and buy a little more time for the patient to live on.I don't know the year and month until the real conquest.

Snape shook his head, put the "Advanced Potions List" aside, and turned to look at Hisoka: "Our amazing Mr. Weasley, can you still get the dung from your first-level troll full of Achnatherum splendens? Do you want to carve out a little space in your brain to think about something relatively normal? Like our upcoming hand in 'Twelve Uses of Dragon's Blood'."

"I don't need to write a thesis." Hisoka smiled as he was deaf to Mr. Snape's venom.

"Is there really nothing like waste grass in your brain? 'Twelve Uses of Dragon's Blood' is waiting somewhere in the Elm House for you to copy it onto your parchment." Snape stared sharply. , "Or are you running so fast that you can't even copy books?"

"Copying books, Hisoka can still do it. It's just..."People's hands are used to pick off small fruits, not for copying books~?" Hisoka stretched out his hands with a bun face.

[PS.Hedriga's heart failure retarder was invented by the author himself, and JKR did not describe it.In addition, the Medal of the Order of Merlin, First Class... should be called this name]