HP's Wretched

The bright moonlight shone into the Luster Manor through the window, and the originally unpopular living room looked extremely gloomy and cold.Today, Dizrael unexpectedly stood in front of the large French window in the living room with Little Tiger in his arms. Under the moonlight, the child's soft skin was as white as snow. Looking at Tiger's face, he muttered in his mouth: "Son, Dad has no choice but to make such a bad move. You don't want Dad to be so decadent all the time, right?"

What responded to him was Little Tiger's eerie silence.

Dizrael was not surprised by the abnormality of the child, he continued to mutter: "You will forgive Dad, right?"

Little Tiger still closed his eyes and made no sound.

"Sir." A figure emerged from the darkness dragging a candle, and he said respectfully: "It's time to start, sir, otherwise the effect of the medicine on the child will wear off."

"Okay, let's start!"

……

Flotte is now in a fog, she doesn't know where it is, she only remembers that Snape should have taken her out of Apparition when she finally fainted, so where is this Apparation?Where did Snape go?

Flotte looked around, wanting to see the surrounding environment, but the surrounding area was surrounded by thick milky fog, and nothing could be seen clearly, only a faint herbal smell, which was quite pleasant.

"Mom!" A child's voice sounded.

"Who's there!" Flotte vaguely heard someone talking, but couldn't hear the content clearly, but she still became vigilant and looked around again, but she was still surrounded by thick fog and saw nothing.

"Mom!" The child's voice sounded again.

This time Flote heard it clearly, it was the voice of her son Tiger, but his son had never spoken except for babbling, and it was even more impossible to appear here, but as a mother, Flote could He recognized that it was her son's voice, so she shouted, "Tiger!"

"Mom!" The voice seemed to be responding, but the tone was not as steady as before.

Flote heard the change in the voice, and began to run quickly along the voice anxiously. She wanted to see if her son was behind the mist.She kept running forward, kept running, passed through layers of thick fog, but was surrounded by new thick fog again, she still couldn't find the figure, only heard the child who sounded like Tiger kept talking Calling mother, the faster and faster the yelling, the more urgent the yelling, like a magic sound, scratching Flote's heart vigorously, Flote ran towards the sound regardless of fatigue, and yelled as she ran: "Tiger, where are you? Mom is here, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, mom will find you soon, mom will find you soon..."

Flotte was still running, shouting, and searching, but to no avail, but she did not give up, until she suddenly felt the ground under her feet start to vibrate, and she was struck by this The shock was so overwhelming that I couldn't stand anymore, besides the child's voice calling for mother, there was another deep and magnetic voice eagerly calling her name: "Flote! Flotte! Flotte, wake up!" Awake!"

After a while, a dazzling light suddenly shined into the scenery in front of Flotte. The piercing Flott couldn't open her eyes, so she could only close them temporarily. The sound, all disappeared.What came into view was a man with a big nose and displeased face - Snape.

"I... where is this?" Flotte's voice was extremely hoarse.

"I disapparated you from the Arbor Manor, gave you some hemostatic medicine, and now we're in the border forest of France," Snape explained.

Flotte didn't seem to hear, she murmured: "I dreamed about my son, he kept calling me mom."

Snape sighed helplessly, was this man dreaming and being stupid?So he said, "I know."

Flott's eyes widened in shock, she looked at Snape, and was about to ask, but Snape snatched the words and explained: "You were just dreaming, screaming and making noise..." He was afraid that Flott would fall asleep Dishonesty aggravated the wound, so Flote was shaken awake.

Flott regained some clarity, and suddenly realized something, struggling to sit up on the soft cushion Snape made for her with piled leaves, enduring the severe pain in her body, pulling Snape's robe Foot said: "Let's go back to England now! I... I always feel my son, I always feel... I don't know how to say it, but I have a hunch."

Seeing Flott in such a state, Snape quickly knelt down to support the precarious Flott, and sarcastically said: "Use the Portkey to smuggle back in your current state, I can't guarantee whether you are whole or half left. "

"But……"

"It was your body that was injured just now, not your brain! Please use your good brain! Do you think your son wants to see the crippled you?"

When Flotte heard this, she slowly loosened Snape's robe, and her eyes dimmed. She knew what Snape said was right, and she might not be able to get back with the scars all over her body now. .

Looking at Flotte, who was usually shrewd like an old cat, now she looked like a poor homeless puppy, and only her son could have this kind of magical power.Snape sighed imperceptibly, and said in a calm tone, "We'll leave early tomorrow morning, and rest and recuperate today."

When Flotte heard this, the anxiety on her face became less. It would be the fastest time to go back to see her son tomorrow, so she agreed, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Snape took out a bottle of potion from his arms, opened it and handed it to Flott, saying, "You drink it first, and then I'll heal your wounds."

Flotte leaned over and sniffed it, and a familiar smell rushed into her nasal cavity: "Compound decoction? Why should I drink this, shouldn't I drink medicine for wounds?"

"Miss Flott, do you think wearing clothes can remove the glass embedded in your back?"

"Wearing clothes..." Flotte muttered in her mouth, suddenly, she seemed to understand something, with a strange expression on her face, and snatched the Polyjuice Potion from Snape's hand as quickly as possible, pretending to drink it calmly She stood up, but the faint redness on her face still betrayed her.

Snape finally heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, finally understood what he meant, and fortunately the scene was not too embarrassing.If she hadn't saved him indirectly, he would have healed her directly with magic regardless of whether the glass in the meat was cleaned or not. Anyway, at least she did help him suffer the injury.

After drinking the compound decoction, the effect of the medicine took effect very quickly. Flotte could clearly feel the changes in her body, and the ensuing huge pain of wound tearing caused by the displacement and growth of bones and flesh. Te couldn't help crying out in pain.

"Renren, you'll be fine after a while."

Flotte was in so much pain that she didn't even have the strength to speak and refute. Really, if she knew she shouldn't miss the spell, she wouldn't be the one who got hurt like that. It hurts so much!

"Get down, I'll clean the glass out of the meat for you." After speaking, he tore off the clothes of Flotte, who had turned into a man's body after drinking the compound soup, revealing the blood-stained flesh on his back. Just then, the wound oozes blood again.

"Won't you give me painkillers?" Flotte asked with a pale face from the pain.

"Painkillers will also take away your feeling. I want to make sure that the glass in your body is clean." After finishing speaking, Snape tore off a large piece of his robe, rolled it up and threw it to Flott, saying, " Bite it!"

Although Flote was a little disgusted, she was about to pass out from the pain, so she could only obediently, and bit the piece of cloth into her mouth fiercely.

Snape used the fastest speed to take out the pieces of glass behind Flott one by one with his wand. It can't be too big, he is also afraid that too much force will make Flote unbearable pain, so the movements of his hands are surprisingly tangled.

Flotte, who was lying on the cushion, was already breaking out in cold sweat from the pain. She bit the cloth tightly, restraining the trembling of her body. She knew in her heart that Snape had tried his best to make her feel better, but from the flesh Pulling out the piece of glass hurts even thinking about it, not to mention it's all over her back.

Snape has always been methodical when dealing with potion ingredients, but today's hands-on effort may be the most he has ever done. After all, his subordinate is a living person who needs to take care of his feelings, and he is still a woman. He became like a strange man, but thinking about the matter itself still made him uncomfortable.

Not long after, Snape saw that the glass on his back should have been wiped clean, and finally heaved a sigh of relief. He opened the white fresh food he had prepared, and gently sprinkled it on Flott's back. Te also felt a burst of coolness, and stopped the pain that had just pierced his heart, so he pulled out the cloth roll in his mouth and asked a question she had always wanted to ask: "There will be no scars, right?"

Snape frowned, and looked down at Flotte with disdain. He thought about this just after getting his life back, so he said impatiently, "No."

"If there is a scar, I will definitely pester you for scar removal medicine!" It's a woman who wants her skin to be white and tender.

What a troublemaker... Snape cursed secretly.

……

"Why don't you bring a tent?" Flotte said sadly, looking at the sky full of stars.

"It's good to have a place to stay, besides, why don't you take it with you?" Snape glanced at Flott, sure enough, he recovered from his injury, and started chatting endlessly again.

"You're the one who even carries dynamite, why don't you want to bring a tent."

"I brought at least one dynamite to get us out. What did you bring?"

"Cut. You are amazing with explosives! You should be blown up!" Flotte whispered.

"Are you still sleeping or not!" Snape got up a little annoyed and looked at Flott.

"I miss my son, I can't sleep."

"I'll see you tomorrow, go to sleep now."

Flotte looked at the big moon in front of her sadly again, how could she sleep in the open air?So he asked, "Why didn't you find a cave?"

Snape felt that he might not be able to sleep tonight, so he mocked, "You're screaming in pain when the phantom is here, don't ask me to take you to find a place to stay."

"I'm not screaming! Look at what you said about me. But thank you for not leaving me alone at Abel Manor."

"I'm not this kind of person. What's more..." Today's injury should be suffered by him. Although Flotte protected him in order to escape smoothly, it can be regarded as saving him from suffering, and he has no reason to give up. Leave her alone.

Flott didn't care much about what Snape said in the second half of the sentence, but continued: "Do you think we have lived and died together?"

"Hmph." Snape snorted disdainfully, but didn't retort.

Seeing that he didn't refute, Flotte simply ignored his disdainful snort, and continued to look at the stars in the sky with satisfaction, and the atmosphere became quiet like this.

After a while...

"Are you asleep?" Flotte tentatively asked.

"Sleep!"

"..." Flott curled her lips, rolled her eyes at Snape, and complained, "Talking while asleep! It's alright, alright, stop pretending, with your vigilance, you can't sleep in this strange environment."

"If you know what quiet is, I will definitely be able to fall asleep!"

"I was quiet for a long time just now, you still didn't fall asleep, don't blame me!" Flutter stroked the ends of her hair and continued, "I can't sleep anyway, how about chatting?"

"Not interested!" Snape turned his back and refused without thinking.

"Oh! Don't be so boring. I've always wanted to ask you, where did you end up using the Felix Felicia you got in the first Potions class of your first year?"

"..."

"Don't tell me, then I can guess! Did you go out with Evans after drinking?"

"no!"

"Could it be that you secretly took advantage of her after drinking?"

"To shut up!"

"Merlin, you haven't had a drink until now, have you?"

"..."

"You man is too boring."

"Has our honorable Mrs. Luster forgotten that she is still injured? Do I have to cast a petrification spell on you to keep your stupid mouth shut!"

Flott knew that she was angry when Snape called her Mrs. Luster, but she was so bored now, why did she want to tease him so much?So he continued to harass: "You man is really boring. It's okay, let's move on to the next question, when are you going to change your hairstyle?"

"..." Why did he take this woman away with a brain twitch at that time? He should have left her there, less troublemaker who harms the world!

The author has something to say:

It is indeed undressing to heal injuries, but it is not as ambiguous as you think, hehehe(?﹃??)

The next chapter is about to abuse the heroine. In this chapter, there are hints on how to abuse. After all, the tone is dark revenge. I hope you don’t abandon the article ∏_∏

Recently, my series of exams came too suddenly, so I started to update on Monday and Friday!Monday and Friday Yo!After I finish the exam, I will definitely speed up the update frequency. I'm sorry, little angels, I have to keep you waiting. If I don't update on Monday and Friday, it should be posted in the early morning of the next day. After all, I can't write anything during the day -_ -#