Professor of LVSS is so cute

Voldemort was both surprised and amused by the panic in Severus' eyes.

Compared to the potion master who used Occlumency to hide his thoughts in his previous life, this one in front of him really makes people feel less defensive.However, he will not indulge in controlling the mind of the person in front of him because of this - the reason why the so-called ghost from the future lingers until now is not to find ways to rescue the current little Prince from his "claw".

Thinking of the self-righteous sacrifice and tragedy of that idiot, the mockery in Voldemort's eyes grew stronger.

"What's the matter, Severus?" He stared at his little apprentice pretending to be puzzled, and asked knowingly, "Why did you stop talking all of a sudden?"

"Teacher, Lily, the Lily I told you just now, she, she is a Muggle-born wizard." Severus swallowed dryly, unwilling to deceive his teacher after all.

Lily, Voldemort sneered, again that stupid woman who betrayed his loyal subordinate and gave birth to the savior.

Thinking of the red-haired woman who was still begging and shielding the cradle with her body under the threat of his wand, Voldemort hid the blood in his eyes, and a three-point surprise appeared on his face at the right time, "Nah A melon seed wizard? A mudblood?!" His scarlet pupils became sharp, and his voice became faintly elevated with anger: "My student would be friends with a mudblood?!!"

Severus' heart skipped a beat, and he said anxiously: "Teacher, Lily and I were friends before entering Hogwarts, we grew up together, we—"

"You like her?" Voldemort abruptly interrupted him, and concluded with a sneer.

Severus paled.

He bit his lower lip hard, but felt no pain.

"It's so ridiculous. The student I chose out of thousands of choices turned out to be a Mudblood! A dirty and lowly Mudblood!" Voldemort looked annoyed.

Severus' eyes were sore, he bit his blood-stained lower lip, and said in a stubborn voice, "Teacher, please don't say that about her, Lily is the best witch I've ever seen."

"Are you going to disobey me for a Mudblood?" Voldemort's face was full of rage.

"No, teacher, I won't..." Severus was stabbed incoherently by Voldemort's heartbreaking words, "I just don't want you to talk about Lily like that, I..."

Voldemort looked at the black-haired boy who was almost crying in horror, and sighed, "That's just a Mudblood, Severus. Do you know how sad it is for you to disobey me like this."

Severus's chest was constricted, and he bit his lip bleeding, "Teacher, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

"If it was intentional, do you think you can still live?" Voldemort snorted angrily, "You don't even think about why I'm angry at you for being friends with a mudblood!"

"Teacher... I know... it's blood." No one in the wizarding world knows DarkLord's pure blood supremacy.

"Bloodline?" Voldemort sneered, "That's just a rumor from outsiders."

Severus looked up suddenly, hardly believing his ears.

"How is your History of Magic?" Voldemort suddenly changed the subject.

Severus didn't react a little, and stayed for a long time before he said vaguely, "Professor Binns' lectures are very boring, I, I..." Feeling that he was wrong, he drooped his head again in frustration.

Voldemort laughed dumbly, "I forgot about him, indeed, that old ghost can't be counted on. However, the fact that the professor is not good is not the reason why the students can't improve. In the past, I just relied on self-study-" Voldemort paused, He asked again, "Have you done anything about the witch hunts in the Middle Ages that you learned in the third grade?"

The little future professor who didn't find anything wrong with the devil at all nodded his head, "Yes, teacher, Professor Binns also assigned us a paper on 'Is it meaningful to burn witches in the Middle Ages', I checked it out specially. Some information at that time."

Voldemort nodded slightly, "Since you have checked the information, you should know that Muggles and wizards have never died. After they discovered that wizards have powers that they cannot understand, they have been trying to use their personnel advantages. Another witch hunt, to persecute the already pitiful number of wizards."

Severus looked serious.

Voldemort talked eloquently, "The reason why I have doubts about Muggle-born wizards is because they are worried about whether they will be malicious to their real species after being brainwashed by Muggles in all aspects. No one can guarantee whether they will or not." Become the running dog of the Muggles. Severus, Hogwarts, which was just built back then, would have been destroyed by those Muggle-born wizards who were specially sought out and trained by the Muggles— ——At that time, the Muggle Holy See used the power of Muggle-born wizards to package them as so-called holy sons to fight against their real species. Can you imagine what kind of sadness it was? No one would guard against their own compatriots, You can imagine their pain when they were betrayed by Muggle-born wizards and imprisoned on a magic rack."

"teacher……"

"Severus, I hope you can understand the teacher's precautions." Voldemort interrupted Severus, "I know you were forced to grow up in the Muggle world because of your mother, but! Your heart You've always been on the wizard's side, right? You're proud of being a wizard, aren't you?"

"Yes, teacher, yes," Severus murmured and repeated, "I've always been proud of being a wizard." He was so abused that year, he waited for the admission letter that would come at the age of 11. Notifications and struggling to survive.

"Severus, the teacher is also very proud of you." Voldemort patted his head in satisfaction, and frowned in disgust at the greasy oil on it.

The distraught little professor was ignorant of this, he had already been duped by the big hats Voldemort threw out one after another!

Completely forgetting that the current wizarding world has implicitly concluded a contract of peaceful coexistence with the Muggle regime; completely forgetting that in the past few hundred years, Muggle wizards who were born in the Muggle world rarely returned to the Muggle world, Not to mention serving the Muggles, being the lackeys of the Muggles.

However, he was suppressed by Voldemort, but he did not forget the persistence he should have!

The little professor, who had long been accustomed to put the red-haired girl on the tip of his heart, said in a firm voice, "Teacher, I don't know any other witches, but Lily... Lily is different, she is just as good as me." Glad that she is a wizard, she likes the wizarding world, she won't, won't... betray her true race."

Voldemort stared unkindly at his unrepentant disciple.

Severus, whose forehead was dripping with sweat from Voldemort's stare, almost blurted out, "Teacher, what I said is true, Lily is really a good girl!"

Voldemort looked at him helplessly.

"Is that Lily of yours a Gryffindor?"

Severus nodded his head.

"You know how much Gryffindor hates Slytherin?"

Severus nodded silently.

"You know how much you hate Gryffindor who hates me under Dumbledore's leadership?"

Severus didn't nod this time.

He froze.

He thought of the red-haired girl who vowed to join the Order of the Phoenix to fight against the Dark Lord, the burning and hatred in her eyes made him shudder.

"Severus, you are my student and the continuation of my future. As long as you are happy, I will be happy to support you, but... I really can't bear that my student will one day be for a girl Draw your stick to me, you have been with me for so long, you should also understand my character, if there is such a day, I—"

"There won't be such a day!" Severus raised his head suddenly, his eyes fixed and stubbornly stared at the teacher who was heartbroken by him, "Teacher! There will never, never be such a day!"

Voldemort looked at him in surprise, before smiling lightly after a while: "No one can guarantee the future."

"If I say no, I won't!" Severus yelled at Voldemort for the first time!His eyes were red, and his words clanged, "If there is such a day, my wand will only point at myself! Teacher! Even if I kill myself, I won't be willing to hurt you!"

Voldemort's scarlet pupils suddenly constricted!

Compared with the rhetoric he just opened his mouth, the blood of the young man in front of him seemed to be gushing out from his chest, and his heart, which had been so hot that it had been chilled for a long time, seemed to be torn open. One shot.

"Teacher! Believe me!" Severus' throat was hoarse, "You have treated me with grace, and I will never hurt you! Please believe me!"

Well... with reinvention?

The corners of Voldemort's eyes subconsciously drifted towards the ghost in the corner, that idiot was staring at the black-haired boy who swore in front of him with a pained look, and tears almost flowed from his eyes.

Grace and reinvention...

Yes, Entong Reinvention...

But I am not the one who reinvents you with kindness.

The hard-hearted Demon King felt a little sad, he smiled slightly, looked at the young man who was about to cry at any time, and said in a low voice: "Remember what you said, Severus." His expression was helpless and indulgent. , playing the role of a teacher who dotes on apprentices vividly. "As long as you remember what you can do and what you can't do, then I'm willing to spare the person you like—even if she will be against me in the future and become my enemy."

Severus was so emotional that he knelt down on one knee in front of his teacher, "Teacher, I'm sorry, I made it difficult for you." "Things are rare and expensive," Voldemort said, looking at the black-haired boy prostrated at his feet , smiled slowly: "Who made you my only student?"