HP the red-haired savior

The fight came to an end naturally as Hisoka went upstairs. Hisoka lay on the bed for several hours, and Voldemort was no longer in the villa when he went downstairs.

In the days that followed, the two of them tacitly kept the incident aside.Hisoka clearly stood his ground, but few people in the magic world knew about it. For some reason, Dumbledore did not expose this matter—this is what Hisoka thought.

But in fact, the real reason was Snape.

It can be said that Hisoka and Voldemort did not hide anything from Snape that day, but when Snape returned to Hogwarts and faced Dumbledore's question, he concealed everything.

"Severus, you've been to see him, and you think—" Dumbledore looked at Snape, with the elder's tolerance in his blue eyes.

"That brat?" Snape sneered coldly, showing his disdain very well, "It's just because he can't stand Moody, what else could it be?"

"You know what I'm asking, Severus." Dumbledore sighed, "I've seen Alastor's wand, it was broken very simply, and the cuts on the body and core are exactly the same...you See what that means, Severus."

After questioning Moody and the students present, Dumbledore almost understood the situation that day. As for the weapon that caused Moody's wand to break-the playing cards-Dumbledore's only impression of it was "Muggle Supplies", he also specially asked Arthur Weasley to bring him a pair back, facing the kind of thin sheet, it will be broken if you fold it, and it will be turned into two halves if you tear it However, Dumbledore's fear of Charlie Potter grew deeper.

Yes, dread.

Dumbledore grew jealous of the original savior, the orphan of the Potters.

This kind of fear has nothing to do with selfishness, it is entirely because of the opponent's strong strength and... a suspected hostile stance.

"You have seen that thing called a playing card." Dumbledore said, sighing, "Thinking that Xiali used this kind of thing to cut off the core of the dragon heart tendon in Alastor's wand, so I……"

The dragon's heart tendon is considered to be the toughest in a stick core.

"I'm worried that he will go astray, just like you did back then." Dumbledore's face was gentle, with a hint of worry, but the words he said were merciless, pulling Snape away again Unhealed wounds.

Snape's hands, hidden under the wide sleeves of his robes, clenched tightly, and his rounded nails pricked his palms with pain.

He didn't answer.

Dumbledore stared at him for a while, then waved him out.

Snape left the Headmaster's office, his mind replaying the face of the red-haired, blue-eyed girl smiling at him, smiling, and slowly disappearing.

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he had already returned to his usual indifferent attitude. The obsidian-like eyeballs were as hollow as two tunnels, deep and dark.

He made up his mind.

No matter what happens, as long as those two little cubs can survive, that's enough.Everything else, whether it's the wizarding world or whatever, he's...

don't care anymore.

At this moment, Snape didn't think about what to do if the two Potters had a conflict.

For the time being, though, that won't happen.

……

44 Garden Street, Kensington Palace welcomes a special guest.

Looking at the thin man with black hair and black eyes in front of him, Hisoka raised his eyebrows: "Say it again?"

"I would like to invite you to live with me in Black's old house." Sirius Black looked at Hisoka with a serious tone.

Hisoka narrowed his eyes, he didn't believe in unreasonable affection, especially Sirius Black - the legendary friend of James Potter, the Slytherin who betrayed the Black family, it didn't make sense to face two different people. Familiar godson chose the one who sided with Voldemort; unless...

"Why?" he asked, "I live very comfortably here. To be honest, there is nothing in the wizarding world that attracts me..." As he spoke, his eyes on Sirius became playful. "Also, even though you are my godfather, we don't know each other at all~"

Sirius was silent for a while, and said, "I can fight with you every day, I'm not bad."

Hearing his words, Hisoka's eyes sharpened suddenly.

In this world, not many people know that he likes to fight with others...

Hmm~ It's really interesting, this godfather.

Hisoka smiled: "Then let's try it first~"

He still has to inspect the goods, doesn't he?Although it's not bad that he can feel Sirius' magic power, but...how about his combat skills, it doesn't matter.

Sirius Black did not refuse.Hisoka looked at him for a while, and found that the other party had no intention of casting a protective spell. A trace of doubt crossed his mind, and he took out his wand and cast a protective spell around him.

"Let's begin." Hisoka said, a red light shot out from the tip of the staff, and an obscure black magic spell was cast with ease, he didn't even say the spell.

Sirius' skill was quite good, and he quickly escaped the curse.His neat movements made Hisoka a little surprised. After all, the wizards he met were basically useless in melee combat. The first reaction to the attacking spell was either armor protection or spell stop.

However, Hisoka's thought was only fleeting, but the spell in his hand didn't stop at all, shooting towards Sirius one after another.Sirius Black seemed a little rusty at first, but it didn't take long for him to get the hang of it and to fight back.The more Hisoka fought with Sirius, the weirder he felt in his heart, a subtle sense of strangeness emerged spontaneously, as if...

Hisoka has fought thousands of times in his life, and most of the time he killed his opponent at one time. Occasionally, in some special situations—such as Ilmi Kurollo and others—he would stay and fight from time to time. One; and his rich fighting experience gave Hisoka a natural sensitivity to his opponent's moves—more precisely, his fighting style—and he instinctively felt that the guy named Sirius Black in front of him , He has a sense of familiarity.

It's as if he's been in a fight with him before, or...the opponent's fighting style is very similar to one of his long-term opponents before.

Hisoka was even more interested, but he didn't show it on the surface, even for the first time, he stopped attacking before he finished warming up.

"I'll go with you~"

He could feel that Sirius' magic power was not as deep as Voldegut's, but for some reason, looking at the man in front of him, he always felt...he was not weaker than Voldegut...