When Hisoka meets V

When Hisoka returned to the travel tent, Frege was sitting on the sofa reading a book, which seemed to be about the law of the wizarding world.Christo was looking over the recipe and making her own lunch.Hisoka only glanced at the half-finished ingredients and knew that today's lunch was Italian macaroni again. Frege once wondered why his wife, who is an Englishman, was so obsessed with Italian food.

"Xixi, we can eat later." Kristo said while busy, "Your friend came to see you just now."

"My friend?" Hisoka thought that Yiermi, the dead money fan, followed suit.

"Well, the hair is platinum blond, very beautiful Malfoy boy." Christo stopped what she was doing, and looked at Hisoka's face carefully, "Of course, he is not as beautiful as our Sissy , and he is so annoying that he doesn't even have to look at people directly."

It seems that Lucius is the slut Malfoy, Hisoka blinked, a little strange why he came back to him to sell Malfoy's special shampoo?Or are you planning to deny the hairpin you lost to yourself in a bet?Well, with Lucius' showy and stingy personality, there are two possibilities.Hisoka considered whether he should go to other places to avoid Lucius?Difficult?Malfoy.

"He told you to go to Malfoy's tent, where a very noble professor is waiting for you."

Very distinguished professor?It should be Voldemort.

That very honorable professor who drank red wine with Patriarch Abraxas in the platinum-gold tent that looked like a white peacock in the Malfoy family was undoubtedly Voldemort.This demon king and professor went to Bulgaria, brought a few veela who hadn't grown up, and gave them to some more powerful Death Eaters.Abrak got one too, hypnotized by the house-elf and locked away in the basement, planning to nourish his son Lucius' vacation.

When Hisoka came to Malfoy's tent, he happened to see two house elves wearing Malfoy's pillowcases carrying a crystal coffin. Inside was a sleeping girl with long silver hair, who was very beautiful.Hisoka had learned in Defense Against the Dark Arts class that this girl was a Veela with the ability to charm people, but the truth was... In Sophia's words, she was a bird woman.When Hisoka glanced at her and was about to look away, Voldemort had already started roaring, "Don't look at her!"

Hisoka turned his head, blinking.

"Although she's underage, she has a strong ability to charm." Voldemort walked to Hisoka's side, and Abrak hurriedly ordered the two house elves who were already trembling with fright to take the Veela away, and then stood in the corner. Voldemort's anger was going to be Cruciatus, and Malfoy would try to minimize the number of times he howled and moaned.

Hisoka feels that today's little V is not cute anymore, like Wo Jin with a loud voice.

Seeing Hisoka looking at him pitifully with a bulging face, Voldemort's anger finally subsided a little. People say raising a child is not easy, but he takes care of an adult but his stomach hurts every day. It's easy for him!In his heart, he took a certain mutated Weasley into a puddle of tofu, he straightened his face, and said, "Wait for the game, you can go with me." After a pause, he added, "This It's an order."

Hisoka blinked, then smiled brightly: "Okay~?"

Like Hisoka, Voldemort wasn't too interested in Quidditch.However, Hisoka thought that kind of sport was boring, and Voldemort because flying lessons were the only subject he wasn't perfect in when he was a student.Although he got all O's in the NEWTs test, he can only fly at a steady level. It is almost impossible to dodge left and right like a Quidditch player. Voldemort was a face-saving man, his flying skills were not very good, he would never know how to ride a broom, and he even had a grudge against Quidditch.

And the reason why he attended the Quidditch World Cup final was because the leader of the terrorist organization called all the high-level Death Eaters to discuss privately encroaching on the power of the Order of the Phoenix on the grounds of visiting the match.Hisoka, a Death Eater who has not yet accepted the mark, will attend the meeting with Lucius and other noble children, so that after graduation and formally joining the Death Eaters, he can take over these affairs well.

Lucius was showing off his impressive final exam results to his companions, while Hisoka was playing poker boringly.

"I set up a bet with Howard and the others on this year's championship. I bet fifty Galleons on the Algerian team." Luke Wood said suddenly, "Lucius, do you want to participate?"

"I don't have that much spare money." Lucius raised his chin.

"It's used to pick up girls behind Narcissa's back." Luke Wood smiled for a while, then turned his face to Hisoka and asked Hisoka, "Sisso, you are already 13 years old, you know when our platinum boy was 12 years old. I have already taken care of the big beauty of Ravenclaw. Whichever lady you like, I will definitely help you."

"..." Hisoka admitted that he was not a pedophile.

"Don't be too shy, dear." Luke Wood patted Hisoka on the shoulder, "Although the noble ladies don't like the Weasley family very much, you are obviously an exception. You are valued by the Lord, we are optimistic about you~"

Jumping around with a half-veela in your arms like you?Although the girl is beautiful, it can't change the fact that she is half a bird woman.

"Augustus, what we're going to talk about now is business." Lucius snorted from his nose with a sullen face, walked to Hisoka's side, looked at the poker in his hand, and frowned even more Tight, "I don't think you can kill an adult wizard with a poker card, so don't hold it every day!" This is all just venting Lucius' resentment towards poker cards, he swore, but Hisoka As a matter of course, he nodded with a smile: "Of course~"

Lucius felt like he was going crazy.Reason told him that he couldn't get angry in front of the nobles, especially the Lord, that would be too embarrassing, but his sensibility told him that he should tell the red-haired Slytherin that Muggle things can't hurt wizards!

"You said, you can kill a wizard with a playing card?" Rookwood frowned, and his relatively calm voice brought Lucius back to his senses.Lucius cleared his throat and resumed his Malfoy-style aria-like long voice: "Sisso, your words are the greatest insult to a wizard, those are playing cards, Muggle things, they will never be Something that threatens the life of a wizard!"

"But, is this true~?" Hisoka didn't seem to see the serious faces of Rookwood and Lucius, he still smiled awkwardly, and there was nothing special about the big ace in his hand.However, if he is willing, this playing card will become the deadliest thing, causing the two people in front of him to die on the spot in an instant.Moreover, he was capable enough to escape leisurely before the Death Eaters in the meeting could react.

It's just that the wizard's world is different from the hunter's world after all.He's a wizard now, not a hunter.

At six o'clock in the evening, the final of the Quidditch World Cup officially started.The first to enter the stadium was the home team of Scotland. They rode the latest broom of the Nimbus 1973 model. Seeker Molinard first rushed out and did a few difficult shots in the air. After the action, the other team members slowly descended to his side from the uppermost sky. They held wands in their hands, and a light yellow fluorescent light waved from the tip of their wands, forming a big "Win!" in the air.

The England team had already been eliminated by the Algeria team as early as the semi-finals, and the British wizards pinned their hopes on the Scotland team.When the Scottish team entered the field, the audience was already screaming. Even the coquettish look of the mixed-race beauty seeker of the Algerian team could not shake the support of the British wizards for Scotland and their hatred for Algeria. .

"I bet that guy Lewis just coveted that Seeker's beauty, so he let go of the Snitch on purpose." Frege, carrying a small bottle of honey beer, cursed when he saw the Algerian team entering the pitch.He is a loyal fan of the England team, especially the former Seeker Jerwell.Lewis replaced Jack Will as England's Seeker for this Quidditch World Cup. He was already dissatisfied, but he didn't expect England to fail to make it to the top three this time.On the day of the loss, the judge of the Wizengamot took it out on the poor goblins in the yard.

Christo doesn't like Quidditch. She had a flying accident when she was a child, and she hates brooms even more.Sitting next to Frege, listening to her husband complaining, she suddenly asked, "Frege dear, did you see where Sissy went?"

After Chris asked, Frege suddenly realized that an extremely obese woman with a bulbous nose had been placed in the seat where the precious son should have been sitting.The woman wore a headscarf with the pattern of the Algerian flag on her head, and she looked at Frege with a bad expression. Frege turned around and cursed in a low voice, but saw his wife staring intently at the VIP seat opposite.

"Christopher, you..."

"Frege, look!" Christo pointed to the VIP seat opposite, "Is that the boy next to the Dark Lord Sisi!"

Frege looked in the direction Krisdo pointed, and in the middle of the VIP seats with the best viewing position in the auditorium, sat a handsome man in a black wizard robe.Of course Frege knew that person, Lord Voldemort, the strongest dark wizard in Britain, was also the second Dark Lord.On his left, sits Frege's boss, Abraxas?Malfoy, on his right, sat a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy very strangely.Short red hair, a white shirt with a dark gray knitted V-neck vest, and a summer wizard robe.It was his Xibei son Hisoka!

"Dear Christ." Frege was a little confused, "Why, Sissy and the Dark Lord came together."

Kristo took a deep breath and held her husband's hand: "My dear, the Dark Lord is now the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts. He is Sisi's teacher, and it is normal for Sisi to get close to him." .”

"But……"

Christo put her expression on as gentle as possible, and she patted her husband's chest: "Sissi is not young anymore, he is very smart and understands everything, he knows what he is doing, he has made a choice, and we can't Interfere with him, don't you think so?"

Frege looked at his wife's gentle face, finally nodded with a complicated expression, and held Krisdo's tightly.

This match was extremely fierce, but the two of them didn't have the heart to comment anymore.

At this time, in the VIP seats, except for Voldemort and Hisoka who lacked interest, everyone else was attentively observing every detail on the field.The flamboyant Abrak also praised Algeria's female Seekers for being really good.After everyone knows about this match, the beautiful female Seeker will fall into this love lie woven by Malfoy, while the younger Death Eaters or would-be Death Eaters are secretly worried. They placed a big bet in the game they set up.

"I really regret sitting here at this moment." Voldemort frowned, oh Merlin's socks, he couldn't understand this sport at all.

Hisoka immediately took out a deck of playing cards: "Use this to relieve boredom, little V~?"

Voldemort's face turned blue when he saw the playing cards. He coughed a few times and changed the topic: "What did Lucius talk to you about when we had a meeting earlier? I think they seem to be really teasing you."

"Our topic seems to be about some noble ladies and beautiful half-veela~?" Hisoka actually wanted to talk about half-bird women.

As soon as Voldemort heard the word [veela], his face darkened immediately.Having been in contact with noble families for so many years, he naturally knows that nobles often buy some underage Veela in the underground black market, which are relatively easy to control and lock them in the basement as their own playthings.It is undeniable that veela are very beautiful, no wonder many nobles can snub their wives because of them.But Voldemort didn't want Hisoka to be exposed to these things. He knew Hisoka was originally an adult, so it was inevitable that he would have experience in that area.But, right now, right now, Voldemort would rather he was a real kid.

Voldemort felt that his thoughts were a little scary.

"Little V~?" Seeing Voldemort's dark face, Hisoka began to tease him, "Show you something~?" Hisoka pulled out the wizard card from his pocket and waved it in front of Voldemort. Voldemort thought it was a poker card and didn't intend to ignore it, but he was stunned when he saw his own photo on the card.

"Where is your card, little V~?" Hisoka raised the card in his hand, "I have kept it for a long time~"

After holding it for a long time, I put it in my arms. Voldemort took his own card, looked at the face on the card that was exactly like his own, his gloomy expression finally broke through, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and a faint smile hung on his handsome face.