Get out of the way, Tiga is getting bigger [Comprehensive British and American]

"I want to thank me... I'll take cover for me in a while, I'm homeless right now." An Chunzhi said half-jokingly.

Little Snape nodded seriously.

After walking for a while, the two passed the abandoned playground again, and then returned to the garbage river. An Chunzhi saw the iconic mill chimney in the distance again.

The little boy led An Chunzhi around in the dirty and dark alleys of Spider's End, and finally stopped in front of a house.

This house is as small as other surrounding buildings, and the small glass windows are covered with a thick layer of dust and cobwebs, which have not been cleaned for many years.The light in the alley was dark, and it seemed that the doors and walls were also gray. It was hard to tell whether it was the original color or the house was too dirty.

Standing in front of and behind the door, the two could smell a strong stench of alcohol coming from the cracks in the door and the window.An Chunzhi took a closer look, and found that there were still a lot of fine glass bottle residues under the floating soil on the ground at the door, which was probably caused by the broken wine bottle.

This kind of environment is enough to rank first in the worst place An Chunzhi has ever experienced.

Little Snape didn't push the door first, but raised his head and looked at An Chunzhi with some trepidation.

Really sensitive.

An Chunzhi sighed in his heart, but on the surface he asked Snape with a puzzled expression, "Aren't you going in?"

Little Snape seemed to have taken a reassurance, his tense cheeks relaxed slightly, he gently opened the door and led An Chunzhi in.

The light on the first floor is also very dim and empty, only some dilapidated sofas, tables and stools can be seen in the living room.An Chunzhi had no choice but to turn on Di Jia's vision, but his keen vision immediately allowed him to see how much dirt had accumulated in the corners of the house.

An Chunzhi's face turned pale, he almost vomited, and forced himself to shut off his eyesight.

It's better to keep it so dark, if you can't see clearly, you can't see clearly... It's also very good.

Little Snape walked through the living room with a normal expression, leaving a trail on the floor with the loose clothes left behind.An Chunzhi looked down, reluctantly endured it, and temporarily suppressed it.

He followed little Snape to the kitchen, and the light in front of him only slightly brightened.

An Chunzhi originally thought that the silence in the house should be caused by his parents not being at home.Unexpectedly, there was a pale, thin black-haired woman sitting in the kitchen.

She quietly counted the empty soda bottles in the large basket at her feet facing the slightly brighter glass window.An Chunzhi saw that there were still many green plants drying on the table in front of her—it seemed that there were several types, and they were all washed and selected.But in An Chunzhi's eyes, those were all weeds, weeds, weeds and weeds.

"Mom." Little Snape pursed his lips and hesitated before saying, "This is my friend..."

He was still hesitating and didn't know what to say, so An Chunzhi took the bread basket and put it on the table, and said with a smile: "Mrs. Snape, can I stay here for a while? You and I My son is very happy to get along with, and I also want to communicate with him for a few more days."

An Chunzhi added: "Let me introduce myself, my name is An Chunzhi, and I am a Chinese businessman. This time I am passing by Spider's End Alley, and I will go to another town in a while. I don't have anything to show Hands, take these breads as a gift."

Little Snape watched An Chunzhi's serious nonsense, and looked at his mother worriedly.

Eileen Snape didn't pay attention to An Chunzhi's words at all, she just stared blankly at the basket of bread, thinking about something, her eyes were still in a daze.

——At least there are seven or eight long loaves of bread in the wide basket, not the worst dry and hard black bread, but soft, tempting wheat bread with raisins and meat floss .Based on the way Snape's family eats these, they can be eaten for at least half a month.

In the past half month, she was able to pick up a lot of things to pay back the money and find a lot of edible wild vegetables.

Irene shook herself back to her senses, and showed a polite and friendly smile to An Chunzhi, her eyes seemed as if she had just woken up from a dream, and she said in a flimsy tone, "It won't be decided until my husband comes back."

Her eyes remained on the basket of bread.

"It's natural." An Chunzhi replied without any surprise, he pushed the bread basket over there again, put his arms around Snape's shoulders, and said pretending to be intimate, "Then I'll wait Come on, I really like getting along with your son."

Young Snape looked up at him in bewilderment.

However, An Chunzhi's repeated emphasis seemed to be in vain. Irene Snape didn't care about it, and her eyes were still fixed on the bread.As if he was not worried about whether An Chunzhi was a bad person or whether there were any loopholes in his rhetoric, then he turned his head and lightly told Snape: "Severus, take your friend to your room."

Little Snape lowered his head again, responded, then turned and left.

An Chunzhi was walking beside him, and he couldn't let go of little Snape at this time, otherwise the kid might think too much.An Chunzhi felt that the thin body he was holding was very thin, and the shoulder blades hurt him a little, and the loose clothes dragging under his feet almost tripped him several times.

When the two finally arrived at Snape's small room on the second floor, An Chunzhi heaved a sigh of relief, comforted himself and Snape and said, "Wait a little longer, don't worry, as long as your father comes back, he will definitely Agreed."

Little Snape still had a disturbed expression on his face, but he pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

"Don't worry." An Chunzhi added, his mind had gone astray.He looked at this simple and humble room with a sad face, only regretting that he was not a wizard, and he didn't know those extremely convenient life magic.

"Snape, you must learn spells well in the future." An Chunzhi looked down at little Snape enviously, and explained,

"The magic of your wizards is very convenient. With a cleansing spell, the room will immediately become clean. With a wave of the wand, the plates and plates can be lined up to wash themselves. For example, you can cast a shrinking spell on your clothes It will become a normal size, and it won’t fit so badly when you wear it.”

Little Snape listened with his eyes slightly wide open, with a longing expression on his expression.

"There are still many potions, which can heal wounds, replenish blood, make people lucky, and poison others..." An Chunzhi specifically mentioned this.

Because Snape later taught potions at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft and Wizardry, he became a master of potions at a very young age, and he was still self-taught, which can be said to be very talented.

An Chunzhi simply began to tell some anecdotes about the wizarding world that he knew, and Snape listened carefully.

Unknowingly, the faint light in the room also disappeared, and it was already night.

There was a loud "bang" from the door downstairs, as if it had been kicked open.

Immediately afterwards, there was Irene's questioning voice, the man's cursing voice, and then a woman's painful scream.

An Chunzhi didn't care about anything, and quickly turned on Di Jia's vision, and now he can see clearly in the dark——Little Snape's face turned pale obviously, and he stood up suddenly and rushed out: "Yes That man is back!"

An Chunzhi quickly followed.

A light was turned on in the living room on the first floor, and a drunk man with disheveled clothes was dragging and beating Irene who was slumped on the ground, cursing vaguely:

"No money? Where is there no money! Where did you get the bottles you go out to pick up every day? You hid them, bitch! Hurry up! Take them all out!"

The thin and pale woman just sat on the ground and cried, neither resisting nor refuting, as if she had already accepted her fate.

Little Snape ran down the stairs with a few nimble steps, rushed over and ran into the man fiercely like a wolf, hugged his thigh and bit the back of his hand tightly, not letting go.

The man let out a cry of pain, let go of Irene and began to kick little Snape: "Little brat! Let go! Damn bastard!"

Little Snape bit the back of his hand without saying a word, his eyes became more and more fierce.

An Chunzhi rushed down immediately, looked at the chaotic living room, raised his eyebrows angrily, rushed over and picked up Tobias Snape without saying a word.

"System!" he said angrily in his heart.

The system performed something tacitly in an instant, and the next moment, Tobias Snape's expression became confused, and his pupils lost focus.

It seemed that the system had temporarily transferred his ability again, and An Chunzhi suddenly felt that he could modify other people's memories at will.

With a thought, he looked at Tobias Snape.

……

Tobias Snape was a black-haired man with an aquiline nose, high cheekbones, thin lips, and a somewhat sinister face, somewhat similar to Snape Jr.

When his son was just born, he still had a stable job and was even a successful person with certain assets.He didn't drink and beat people, and he didn't move to Spinner's End.At that time, he was just short-tempered, but he loved his wife and son very much.

But then...his company went bankrupt due to a wrong decision, and the family had to move into Spider's End Alley in disgrace. His two-year-old son still controlled the plate to fly, and then he suddenly discovered that his wife and son were originally All monsters.

Since then, Tobias Snape's world has changed.

An Chunzhi frowned, unceremoniously erased most of Tobia's memories of Spider's End, and began to make major revisions.

——Tobias Snape Ever since he married his wife, Irene has not concealed his situation about the wizarding world, so all the housework in the house is cleaned by magic.

Tobias' suits and shoes never needed maintenance because the iron and polish brush took care of them automatically.Tobias always got compliments for inviting clients to his home, people who didn't know that the spotless rooms and Mrs. Snape's delicious snacks were all the result of more convenient magic.

Tobias Snape was very proud that his wife was so capable, and magic had brought him countless conveniences.

Then they had a son, also gifted with magic like his wife.

Although they had to move into the lowly and dirty Spider's End because of the company's bankruptcy, at least they could barely make a living thanks to the existence of magic——

An Chunzhi's modification came to this point, and the movement suddenly stopped.

If it was changed like this, Tobias Snape might feel that he could only rely on his wife for a living, so he would continue to beat people, and Irene would definitely not resist him.

An Chunzhi added a few words graciously.

His wife has been silently using magic to support him to go out to find a job every day, but the environment around Spider's End Alley is too bad, and he can't find suitable opportunities at all. After a while, he should try his luck in the neighborhood on the other side of the river.There's never a shortage of hard-working drudgery, and he'll always find a way to feed his family and move out of a lousy Spider's End.

And what Tobias Snape hates the most is alcohol and violence.

——The owner of the tavern spies on his wife every day, and pulls him enthusiastically to try to get him drunk because he has bad intentions. He will never drink any alcohol in the future.Those people in Spider's End Lane always block them up and beat them up, and take away all their savings. This time they are even more rampant, and they come directly to the door. This will be when he wakes up and finds that the family of three are all injured reason.

Thanks to a traveling Chinese merchant who came by and drove away the hungry mob, and in return he let the merchant stay at home for a while.It also looks like the businessman and his son are getting along very well.

An Chunzhi finished supplementing the settings and nodded in satisfaction.

Tobias Snape fell to the ground, his body began to twitch unnaturally weakly, his eyes closed tightly to adapt to the new memories that An Chunzhi instilled.

"You've made quite a few revisions, and the damage to his soul is a little bit greater." The system sensed and said, and then changed his voice, "But——who cares whether this kind of scum lives or dies."

"Anyway, let's change it like this first, and let's talk about it later." An Chunzhi also didn't sympathize with Tobias Snape at all, turned around and modified Irene Snape's memory according to the law, and told Stoudemire the settings Nepe,

"I changed their memory... This is the situation, do you remember? Don't show any flaws in the future."

Little Snape had already let go of Tobias, and stood by the side watching An Chunzhi's movements in a daze.He nodded, looking a little bewildered.

"Okay, wake up." An Chunzhi snapped his fingers pretending to be cool.

—no sound.

"Cough cough cough...wake up." An Chunzhi coughed in embarrassment, so he had no choice but to push Tobia and Irene away.

Tobia, who fell on the floor, woke up almost at the same time as Irene.

He didn't realize what was abnormal, and his expression became angry. He helped Irene up in distress, and turned his head to look at little Snape carefully. Then he breathed a sigh of relief:

"Those bad boys didn't hit you, did they, Severus?"

"Severus?" Irene was supported by her husband, and looked over with concern.

"..."

Little Snape didn't know how to answer.

His expression was very blank and blank, he looked at his father and then at his mother, and finally raised his eyes to look at An Chunzhi in a state of bewilderment.

—and this was the first time the man had called him Severus since he could remember.

"I'm... all right."

Finally, little Snape reluctantly answered with a dry voice.

An Chunzhi watched coldly from the side, and calmly breathed a sigh of relief.

—seemed to have been correct in erasing most of Tobias Snape's memories of Spider's End.

At least until then, his attitude towards his wife and son was normal.