present to the lord

A group of 11-year-old little wizards is a catastrophe for Fan Haoran, he doesn't like children, especially reckless children who mess around and are like demons.

He is still somewhat curious about such a magical world. This power system is brand new and completely different from the martial arts in Wuji. He has bought a lot of books, including "The Origin of Magic Power of Wizards" and "The Wizarding World Thousand Years Ago". ", "The Key to the Magic Spell" and so on.

After all, if you want to use a new power and reach a certain height, then the degree of understanding of this power can completely determine your achievement.

He had just boarded the Hogwarts train, and the system prompt sound that hadn't sounded for many years reappeared, and it was still the gentle male voice after anthropomorphic.

[Ding, the task is released: to resurrect the Dark Lord Voldemort, the time limit is seven years.Completion reward: Physical fitness +300, spirit +450] Sure enough.Fan Haoran leaned on the seat by the window and flipped through the book without stopping at all.The task of the system is to destroy the plot. The higher the level, the higher the rewards. It’s just that he still hasn’t figured out how to control the ‘Wuji’. He doesn’t believe that this is really a reward for a hidden mission. It’s too much .

"Hello, here...can I sit here? You know, there aren't many seats left." The red-headed, big-faced boy with freckles poked his head in awkwardly, with a carefree tone.

[Ding, the mission is released: get Ron Weasley's favorability of 90, complete rewards Physical +20, Spirit +15] The system immediately released the mission again.Even though Fan Haoran didn't feel very good about this boy, he still smiled and nodded kindly: "Please come in, I'm the only one here."

Ron came in and took a look at his well-made clothes, blushing because he was wearing a worn robe.

Probably being pleased by Fan Haoran's good-looking face, Ron started talking non-stop, and even took out his big mouse and complained that the mouse only ate and slept.

When Fan Haoran was reading a book, he didn't like people talking incessantly in his ear, but looking at the child who didn't notice it, he just frowned and didn't say anything.After a long time, Ron suddenly seemed to have discovered it, so he didn't speak any more awkwardly, but curled his lips.

Before long, the door of the carriage was pushed open again.

"I heard that the savior is here?" Little Platinum who came in raised her chin arrogantly, but the words spoken with her bright red lips were arrogant enough.

Fan Haoran had a cross on his forehead, he was really not a very patient person, he could even be said to be irritable when he was in a bad mood.He snapped the book shut and looked over with a cold face.

"Can you still read quietly?" He habitually reached out and brushed his hair back, his blue eyes were as sharp as the tip of a knife.

"Ha, Harry Potter!?" Ron stammered as he looked at the scar on his forehead.

Fan Haoran's ears were greatly damaged, and he looked at everyone with a gentle smile: "Come on, please go out first, yes, and Ron, please go out first."

Before Draco had time to say anything, he was inexplicably invited to the corridor. Everyone stood in the corridor strangely and looked at Fan Haoran, who had a very gentle and beautiful smile.

"Very good, really good." He stood inside the door of the box and smiled at everyone in the corridor, then slammed the door mercilessly in full view of everyone.

After inviting everyone out, Fan Haoran enjoyed a quiet and beautiful journey.

Knowing that when he arrived at the Hogwarts branch, when he pronounced the name Harry Potter, under the attention of everyone, Fan Haoran walked forward lightly and swiftly to put the dirty shiny hat on. on the head.

"Well, courageous. Clever, yes, very clever, and inquisitive, but... oh my god!" The Hat suddenly screamed across the hall, "Slytherin! Slytherin!!"

Fan Haoran didn't know what it saw in his head, thinking about his experience in the black street and the mercenary group these years, he shrugged innocently.Probably not something innocent.

He showed a cute and innocent smile and walked towards Slytherin. He didn't look at Dumbledore's frowning brows and the disbelieving eyes of a large group of people. The Gryffindor table almost rushed over to abduct Fan Haoran. , as if this could change the tragedy of their savior going to the snake's den.

He liked the quietness of Slytherin very much, but when eating, everyone recognized the way the savior ate, with an amazing amount of food and a considerable speed. When they saw that he didn't have any special etiquette, many people frowned in contempt. brow.

He is used to doing tasks to satisfy his hungry stomach, and when he finishes eating, the family is cutting the steak with the most elegant posture in an orderly manner.

Wiping the corners of his mouth, he began to miss the mercenaries who used to accompany him to exercise after meals.It is estimated that this wonderful life will leave him alone the day he enters this school.

He leaned his head back on the chair without energy, looking sadly at the candles floating under the ceiling.

The prefect led them to the dormitory that belonged to Slytherin, but before that, Fan Haoran originally didn't want to do anything to these arrogant boys, but there were always one, two, three One who wants to be provocative.His mood today was already gloomy, so he thought about it.Since he is a prefect, he has more rights and it is more convenient for him to do things.

well.

"Let's go up together." He bared his teeth and gritted them up and down, his green eyes smiling like crescent moons, but there was a gust of sinister wind.

Immediately, the colorful magic shot over, he stepped on the steps casually and dodged, kicked with his feet without moving his hands, and suddenly the crisp sound of bones breaking sounded one after another, accompanied by the bodies of the children flying out.

His subordinates were not heavy, but each of them had broken an arm and a leg. Looking at the boys with pale faces and distorted faces due to pain, he looked at them with a cold face. It would be ugly if they didn't miss the senior grade. expression.

"First: I don't like children.

Second: I hate when people challenge me.

Third: I hate loud noises.

I hope you keep these three points firmly in mind, after all, my temper is not very good for children, especially I am very upset today.Boys, I am merciful today, you should be thankful. "

As he spoke, he suddenly raised a finger: "Ah, and I don't like you calling me Harry Potter, I like it... you can call me Master Fan from now on."

With a frivolous smirk, he looked at the kids with different expressions below, and smiled threateningly: "You don't want to?"

"No, Master Fan, we would like to call you that."

"Very good." He nodded in satisfaction.

Before he could be arrogant for a while, the black-robed Snape came out aggressively rolling his robe, the black eyes were particularly strong, Fan Haoran stabbed a knife hole in his body, looking at the one below who was beaten so hard that he couldn't get up The little snakes immediately turned darker.

"Our lord savior turned this into a missionary church before he saved anyone? Lord Fan? Are you trying to develop your own little fan club to show your excellence?" Snape hissed venom.

Fan Haoran discovered for the first time that he had a hobby of face control and voice control. After listening to the deep and gorgeous voice and the most advanced language art, he was so beautiful that he wanted to sigh.

[System, can you replace the anthropomorphic voice with Severus Snape's? 】【Ding, it's done. 】

With a dark face, Snape took away many little snakes who had been beaten and crippled since the beginning of school for treatment.

Fan Haoran smiled at the seniors, and seeing everyone tremble immediately, he said politely: "Since they have to leave first, then I will go to pick a room first, goodbye."

As for the task of resurrecting the Dark Lord, although Fan Haoran didn't know anything about the plot, he thought about it and searched in Wuji about Dumbledore, Snape, and the past and future of Voldemort.

Resurrection is to be completely alive, so the soul must be complete, and life must also be alive.It's true that that idiot was divided into seven parts by his soul...

He didn't get too entangled, now he knew the location of the Horcrux and the items attached to it.Tom Riddle's diary, Marvolo's ring, Slytherin's locket, Hufflepuff's cup, Ravenclaw's diadem, Nagini, Harry Potter, and finally the idiot himself .

If one had to choose, it would be easier to access the divided juvenile diary, because he was younger, and his life experience must not be as much as others, so it was not difficult to get that diary, it was in Malfoy's hands.

However, he searched Malfoy's past and future in Wuji by the way, which was good.

After he made up his mind, there was no need to torment that Malfoy's little golden retriever too badly, but before he could get in touch with that tsundere brat, he had already been summoned by the principal to the principal's office.

"Mr. Principal, good afternoon." Fan Haoran obediently sat on the small red-gold sofa that the principal created.

"Good afternoon, Harry. Are you okay in Slytherin? Is there anything uncomfortable?" He smiled kindly, and his deep eyes fell on Fan Haoran.

"Very well, they are all well behaved. Thank you for your concern."

He has nothing to hide, and Mr. Principal just asked about Slytherin. After all, the Slytherin's attitude towards him recently is a bit weird, with excessive respect and even deterrence. Powerful fear.Besides, he was the prefect of the first year of Slytherin, and he performed very well.But he was a student of Slytherin, and this alone made Dumbledore wary.

Fan Haoran admits that Dumbledore is a respectable great figure, he can sacrifice everything for the benefit of the majority, and he can do all unjust things for the justice in his own mind.He is not afraid of getting his hands dirty, and he can use innocent people for his own ends.

Such a man is unscrupulous, but his greatness cannot be denied.

Fan Haoran didn't like this old man, but he would not deliberately target him, on the contrary, he respected him.

However, these did not prevent him from completing his mission, and it was imperative to resurrect the Dark Lord.

He didn't do anything other than being a prefect, and the Slytherin snakes respected him the first night after seeing his ability to kick people's bones, and they shouted 'Lord Fan' shouted naturally, with a respectful attitude, Fan Haoran was very pleased.

In addition to these little snakes being very worry-free, the system reminded Ron that his favorability was constantly fluctuating violently, which also made him a little unbearable. What was this Ron thinking, and his favorability as a friend's 60 would fall below the bottom in a while.

He has nothing to do all day long, except for reading in class. The entertainment items in the wizarding world are lacklustre, almost only wizard chess and Quidditch, which can be called simple and unsightly.

And Fan Haoran's only entertainment was to piss off Snape, and he enjoyed when Snape uttered a series of offensive words in that extremely imposing low voice, the enjoyment on his ears was simply wonderful.

"Harry Potter, has the reputation of the great savior filled your head with useless dry fodder, has the thing around your neck become a beautiful pendant? Please also put your The brain is picked up from the ground, can't you be so arrogant that you can't see that you have a partner, instead of just squeezing others off the console by yourself."

Fan Haoran quickly processed the short pus roots, and white spiral smoke evaporated from the crucible. He neatly put the short pus roots cut into an average of [-] mm each, and laughed while stirring slowly. Get up: "Oh professor, your voice is really a gift from Merlin, my world is better because of you."

The little snakes who were trembling with fear from the Snake King immediately looked at the smiling Fan Haoran with an expression of seeing Merlin, because he was able to say quite well under the terrifying pressure of Professor Snape. Because of the molesting words, they were screaming inwardly.

"Gryffindor button..." He had just finished speaking halfway, when he realized with a gloomy face that this brat belonged to his Slytherin, he immediately changed his mouth, "Potter, confinement for a week!"

"Of course, it's my honor, Professor." He curled his lips and still occupied the entire console alone, without any intention of giving way to his partner. His movements were smooth and fast, as clean as if he had done hundreds of Second-rate.

It was the first time in Snape's teaching career that he had encountered such a student, and damn Potter, damn the boy wasn't afraid of him.

Fan Haoran just likes to see him sullenly trying to find trouble for himself but can't do anything about it. As soon as this time comes, he will spit out a series of offensive words without panting, mainly But this man's voice is really nice, and his figure is not bad, even through the robe, he can know how perfect the body inside is.

It's a pity, how come I like it!

The author has something to say: It is purely my personal obsession with people with good voices and preferably ascetics...

This is really just resentment~~

I like Chu Xuan, Snape, Earth Fourteen...

I also like being a villain...it's hopeless...