[HP+Gintama] Azkaban's house price is high

The corner of Voldemort's mouth twitched: "Can you not call me Tom?" Both Voldemort and Voldy sound a hundred times better than Tom!

"So you want me to change my words and call you lord?" Gao Shan frowned slightly, but soon became more at ease, "The English word for lord has the meaning of 'master', Rodolphus and the others call you that, it's only natural Yuan—but, are you sure you can handle my 'Master'?"

Voldemort was taken aback, subconsciously covering his nose.

The Takasugi just now had a haughty attitude, with a rebellious look on his face, and he looked over with a half-smile, his eyes not covered by the bandage showed indifference, coupled with the one that casually covered his head to cover the other eye. The bandage actually gave people an indescribable... urge to conquer him.

Takasugi was teasing himself.

Voldemort reacted instantly.

Although his identity is a humble Muggle, he can always be looked up to - just like himself back then, with the lowest life experience created by his Squib mother and Muggle father, but in the end he achieved his ambition with his own strength, Bring out the ordinary Slytherin blood in your body to the extreme, let the pure blood nobles follow and worship.

If you can hold such a proud person under your body - what a wonderful thing it would be!

Voldemort felt his heart itch, and even the fingers that were not holding the wand couldn't help twitching.

"As long as you can yell, then I can handle it." After a pause, Voldemort's deliberately slow tone sounded particularly easy to let people down, "But before that, maybe you have to learn to call 'Master' Etiquette... quickly imprison—"

A spell came out without warning!

A rope suddenly appeared in mid-air from scratch, spinning and coiling rapidly, with the goal of tying Gaoshan up!

"Interesting magic." Takasugi let out a low laugh, and stepped back unambiguously!With a swipe of both hands from the waist, two sharp daggers fell into the palms of the palms with a cold light. Light and shadow intersected in the air, and the rope that had been cut into pieces fell powerlessly.

However, this is not over yet - more ropes suddenly sprang out, shuttled through the air trying to bind Takasugi's legs and hands, and the ropes that fell on the ground suddenly extended, joining the siege again!

The dagger held by Gao Shan was waving in the wind, and after finding that the ropes could not be broken, he finally couldn't help changing his expression: "Using armor protection on the ropes? Little Tom, you are naughty again..."

Voldemort's eyes darkened a little, and there was a wicked smile on his lips: "How can I show my ability to control the title of 'Master' if I don't increase the difficulty a little bit? Besides, you like this kind of situation, right—Gao Shan... professor?"

Since you teased me first, don't blame me for being too aggressive!

The Dark Lord's ability is not limited to these.

Takasugi quickly cut the rope a few more times, and found that the armor covering it was quite effective.

He was very aware of the extent of his attack. If Rodolphs' armor was compared with these ropes, the protective cover would probably be broken when the dagger was swung down for the second time.

From this point of view, Voldemort's magical powers are really strong-or else his silent spells and magic are very fast.

After struggling a few times deliberately, Gao Shan stopped, letting the ropes bind him tightly.

Three finger-thick ropes passed under the armpit, tied a dead knot around the hands, and then looped back to the chest to tie a beautiful chain knot. The layers were interlocked and spread to the legs.

I always feel that once I am tied up, I will be pushed down on the sofa by Voldemort - Gao Shan, who still dislikes the softness of the sofa, frowned, twisted his body, and landed firmly on the sofa where Voldemort was - using It's the kind of posture facing Voldemort, and the sitting position is exactly Voldemort's legs.

Voldemort didn't expect Takasugi to make such a move, his eyes flickered slightly, and his laughing voice was a little more frivolous: "I didn't expect that you are more active than I imagined..."

"Don't let the students wait for too long, this is the responsibility of the professor." Gao Shan lightly shook his hands that were tied back, and there was great strength in the clenched fists.

To be honest, these ropes are not tied tightly. Although it looks like he can't move except his head now, how can Takasugi, who is also the leader of terrorists, not be able to play with these ultra-low-tech gadgets? ?

In other words, Takasugi's country is the founding country of bondage and bondage. What are the post-master small hand binding, M-shaped opening foot binding, back-joint binding and Nihai Laofu are all leftovers from the Guibing Guards Criminal Training Department. something!

So after realizing that he could still break free, Takasugi was not in a hurry to free himself, but adjusted a comfortable posture, looking at Voldemort leisurely.

It's easy to get rid of an innocuous little bondage, but who knows if there will be such a good time, place and people's satisfaction next time to test Voldemort?

From coming to this world to the present, it has been almost a year, except for the "wipe the gun" with Sirius before - the most damning thing is to wipe the gun, the fire will stop halfway - Takasugi has never vented. up.

Although Takasugi is quite proud of his endurance, and such important things as a bed partner have always been rather short than excessive, but holding it in for too long is not good for your health.

What's more, he is a samurai, not a ninja, so he doesn't need to do stupid things like losing his teeth and swallowing blood.

"So..." Takasugi raised one corner of his mouth, his dark purple hair reflected a charming light under the reflection of the magic lamppost, "This posture of mine is the expression of your success in mastering the title 'Master'?"

Voldemort and him looked at each other, and the darker eyes were filled with the fighting spirit that was bound to win: "At least I managed to control your performance."

"It's better not to be too sure." Gao Shan's tone became softer.

"Confidence in myself has always been my strong point." Voldemort replied in a losing position.

If it wasn't for the inappropriate atmosphere, Takasugi would almost laugh out loud.

Obviously it was an extremely ambiguous conversation, but looking at the youthful Voldemort in front of him, recall his actual age, and then recall his juvenile version with red lips and white teeth...

A series of words such as "pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger" and "an old cow eating young grass" appeared in Gao Shan's mind strangely.

"What are you thinking?"

Aware of Takasugi's distraction, Voldemort reflexively performed a "Insomnia".

As a result, the magic power cast did not recover the results, and I realized that the person I was looking at was not just a super powerful Muggle, but also a magic immune, super powerful person from another world. I don’t know if he will go back. Muggles.

The originally good mood was like a match placed under the waterfall, and all the temperature dropped with a bang.

Gao Shan was keenly aware that Voldemort's emotions were wrong, but before he had time to say a few words, his eyes were attracted by another thing.

It was placed on Voldemort's chest, with a side slightly exposed.

The long years have left a faint yellow mark on it, and the corners are even a little damp.

But it was such an old-looking thing that strangely attracted all of Gao Shan's attention.

As if someone was urging something in his ear, Gao Shan felt a strong longing inexplicably.

So when Voldemort came out of his depressed mood, the sight was Takasugi who was pulling Nao into his arms.

The purple hair trembled slightly with his movements, and the man who used to be so proud that he would trample the whole world on his feet was taking out the ancient letter he had placed on his chest with his mouth...

The bound beauty, the bandage covering one eye, the red lips with the ancient letter in it, the extreme beauty seen from the bottom up and the unruly aura lingering around her...

Voldemort only felt a string in his head "bang", collapsed

The author has something to say: it means that the hard disk is not replaced ==

It's so cruel to write half of the crash and be swallowed...

So this is the second update~

There is a sense of "sure enough, today is not the third update" ╮(╯▽╰)╭

good night everyone~~

See you tomorrow morning~╭(╯3╰)╮