[HP] Bad Impulse

She knew it was despicable to do so, she threw the skinny little master under her feet, enjoying the water and food brought by the hostess with trepidation, not to mention the stubborn little guy with a black gun on his temple mouth.

She can only say that this family is too unlucky, because if she is chosen, she is chosen, and she will not go to another family, she is a terrorist, um.

Maliciously shaking the food near the little master's nose, Fitbeiros patted his cheek with a pistol: "Hey, are you hungry? Although I can't smell what you added to me just now, but It's definitely not a fun thing, you must be obedient and don't play tricks, so that I can let your father spend the rest of the day safely."

The little boy was lying on the ground profusely with sweat, but his black eyes were still staring fiercely at the girl who was showing off his might at the moment. The color that was so penetrating to gray was so dazzling that even if she was all dirty, she couldn't cover it. With a fierce body, he is definitely a guy who would make an ordinary kid of his age have nightmares at night just by looking at him.

Fitbeiros suddenly shot backhand, and the loud sound made the people in the room tremble again. She turned her head coldly to look at her hostess who was staring at her with wide eyes in horror, and said with a sneer: "My dear!" Ma'am, I don't remember when I allowed you to get close to the garbage that fell on the ground. Are you an idiot? He has been doing things to you for a long time. You still want to try it at this time, and I don't have the kindness to allow you to rescue it secretly. he?"

The little master can't even cry anymore, he must be used to it.

The hostess covered her mouth and shook her head in fear: "No, no—I'm afraid, he will die, and he will die if he is not treated!"

"I missed his vitals, and he won't die if he bleeds a little. This piece of trash just passed out from the pain. If I were you, I would have dug out his eyes, cut off his nose, mouth and ears, and then Cut off his limbs and soak him in salt water to make him die of pain, it is because of a cowardly woman like you that there is domestic violence."

"No, no... it's me, it's me... If I hadn't deceived him, Tobias wouldn't have become like this, if it wasn't for the business failure, our family wouldn't have become like this, I beg You let me save her, I beg you—" The woman cried so hard that she slumped on the ground and almost turned into a puddle of mud.

"Mom, don't ask her! Use that strength, use that strength...I can't use the wandless...quick!" The little master writhed under Fitbeiros's feet unwillingly. "If you don't use it, you're going to watch this bastard...Dad die?"

The little boy struggled very hard, but Fitbellos suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, and the hostess was obviously stunned when she heard the little master's shout, and then tremblingly, she quickly raised her hand hand, a ball of green light instantly enveloped the index finger stretched out by the hostess——

"Adawa's death—"

"Damn British guy!" Kicking the little boy's face full of smug sarcasm, Fitbeiros rolled over to avoid the weird light that could only appear in a movie, and the third bullet shot instantly flew into the air. It rotated 180° and hit the ominous green light, and then the fourth bullet pierced through the broken green light and pierced the hostess' shoulder!

"I said you don't play tricks! Bastard damn british guy, do you think I'm so easy to bully, damn tell me what that is!" Walking over and stepping on the hostess's wound even more viciously, Fite Bellos even had some Enjoying the stubborn groans from the enemy. "Woman, tell me what that thing was just now."

The hostess endured the pain, looked at Fitbeiros in disbelief with slightly cloudy eyes, and murmured a smile: "You...you are..." Then, she tilted her head and passed out.

When the tragic mother and son Snape woke up, the wound on the lady's shoulder had been roughly bandaged, the rope on little Snape's body had been untied, and the expressionless Fitbeiros was sitting on the table with Pointing a pistol at the two people, he squinted his eyes and looked at the two people: "My name is Fitbeiros, and this guy is Xiao Hei."

"I am Irene Snape, and this is my son Severus." Mrs. Snape carefully stated her family's surname, but generally she did not include the murder weapon she used when introducing herself. The person introduced so solemnly!

"Well said, I have a hunch that you are not lying. For the sake of our agreement, Mrs. Snape, please continue, including explaining your green ghost curse-like thing, and what did you end up with?" Finished speaking." Threateningly pointing his gun at the two, Fitbeiros smiled viciously, "Please know in advance, I am sometimes quite impatient, and most of the time I rely on my intuition. Do things. I can guarantee that I shot you in the shoulder last time, and I can be sure that it will be your son's heart or head next time! And you brat, put away your unwilling eyes and expressions, and I will teach you a little bit. When you are not more than 50.00% sure that you can turn defeat into victory, don’t let your enemy have a reason to kill you with a milligram! Usually, people who can endure live longer, and then tell me right now, what is that thing!”

Mrs. Snape lowered her head to comfort her child for a while, looked at Fitbeiros and smiled slightly, although she looked so pale and powerless: "That's magic... yes, maybe you Muggles don't believe it .I'm a witch.Don't make that face,it's not what you think it is,that's what witches in dark wizards like to do,by witch I mean we have the power to use magic,you can make the plate automatically Cleaning, moving objects, lighting a fire to keep warm, etc... and the medicines we use are completely different from your ordinary human beings.

That's another world...and that's why my husband would call me and Severus monsters.But..." Irene Princeton paused: "My dear child, the power you used just now is also magic. "

Rolling his eyes, Fitbeiros asked clearly although he was a little skeptical: "Oh, you mean my shooting ability... no matter where I shoot the bullet will hit the place I want. A kind of magic? You say such a ridiculous 'magic' that emits a faint green light?"

God, is the devil playing tricks on her?Although she didn't want to believe it at all, Fitbellos believed in her intuition, because she knew that the woman in front of her was indeed a damned lie!But now she would rather the woman tell another set of lies to give her a reason to end the woman's life!

Damn, no one has ever told her these things before, making her as stupid and surprised as a fool who has never seen the world!

"Although you don't believe it, it is true. You seem to be less than 11 years old. Every little wizard will always receive a letter from Hogwarts, the only magic school in the UK, at the age of 11. At that time, you will Got it. Oh, the messenger is a cute owl." Although Mrs. Snape, who was frightened by the girl's discolored face, didn't want to go any further, but facing the person holding the murder weapon, she felt that she had explained everything. as well.

letter?No, the point is... an owl?Fitbellos made a gesture to make Mrs. Snape stop, she frowned and tried to recall a nonsensical adventure that seemed to have happened to her when she was about ten years old. It seemed that a silly owl strayed into the trap she set At that time, she thought that the owl was flying towards her because its head was knocked stupid by the storm...

And the most depressing thing is that Miss Fitbeiros at that time... didn't know a single word!

So she added firewood to the parchment tied to the owl's claws and stuffed it into the campfire, and there was still half of the owl's flesh tissue in her stomach, and the other half was in the damn Marilyn Andrew's stomach.

"Damn it... I've seen that thing before. It turned out to be a so-called magic school..." Tilting her head with some headaches, Fitbeiros sighed helplessly, although she didn't regret that she was in the young school. At that time, she took the only path she could choose, but if she had another choice at that time...she would not hesitate to leave Marilyn Ann, whom she didn't know well at the time, and go to another place that seemed more secure, even if it was completely Strange place, also...

It's better than looking for food in the trash by yourself and guarding against human traffickers.

Moreover, even if a normal school doesn't let its students have enough food, they should still have some food. Even if it is open and dark, she will always keep her stomach seventy percent full.

"You, you refused?" Mrs. Snape was not surprised, after all, when this technological impact shattered human fantasy, many Muggles took it as a joke.

"No, I'm not 11 years old yet." Deciding confidently that she's not that damned old yet, Fitbeiros looked at Snape shivering at the same time with ill intentions, and even if it wasn't, she would kill the brat Maybe he can take his place. "I'm talking about a former 'friend' of mine."

Mrs. Snape tightly pursed her mouth and did not speak, and tightly pressed her son who seemed to be about to move. Although this girl looked very thin, contrary to her appearance, she possessed this strange and powerful power, as if A mature soul attached to a weak body.

"Okay, I already know almost everything I need to know, so I'm going to explain some things." Fitbeiros tapped the table lightly with his fingers. "First of all, my ability can not only be used for bullets, Madam must be very clear about this; second, I need a place to live until the magic school sends an owl and knows that I am leaving this ghost place; third... I He M is a hooligan, so don't challenge my bottom line, I dare to do anything, as long as I live well."

[Chapter Two Preview: Cute little girl.Nonsensical encounters always represent the infinite beauty of the future. In order to have enough food for seven years, Fitbeiros can always have unlimited motivation, although she doesn't know what the school does...God forgive her, no People let her go to school. 】