[Zhongyingmei] My dad is Voldy

"Anita, what are you thinking?" Draco couldn't help asking, looking at Anita who was obviously in a bad mood and messed up the food with a fork.

"Ah, what?" Anita looked at Draco in a daze.

"You foodie who loves food has messed up the food like this. You must have something on your mind. Would you like to talk to me?" Draco said.

"I'm worried about the Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the afternoon." Anita said in a complicated tone.

"What happened to Defense Against the Dark Arts?" Draco was puzzled. "I'm sure you know more spells than most fifth graders. Why worry?"

"Hey." Anita tapped the plate with her fork distractedly, and the messy dish she poked disappeared from the plate in an instant, and the plate became clean, as if it had never been used.

"Nothing," Anita replied, not knowing how to explain it to Draco.Was it possible to tell Draco that her own father was probably possessed on the back of Professor Quirrell's head?

Anita couldn't sort out her feelings for Voldemort.Looking forward to it?To be honest, she doesn't lack fatherly love, Severus gave her all the fatherly love a father can give, she can say with certainty that Voldemort can never do better than Severus , no one could do better than Severus.But, on the other hand, she couldn't deny that she was still somewhat curious and looking forward to her biological father.Although she knew what kind of person Voldemort was through her previous life experiences, movies are just movies after all, and what she is in now is a completely real world, which is much more complicated than movies.

What kind of person was her biological father?

Does he know of her existence?

Did he ever have expectations for her birth?

Anita knew that at least Voldemort loved her mother, otherwise the original system would not have said the task was completed. If Voldemort is capable of love (if Voldemort is capable of love), then can she expect that her biological father is completely different from the Voldemort in the movie?

If Voldemort loved her mother, what would Voldemort think of a daughter?Would he be delighted to have a continuation of his bloodline?Or would he not need a daughter because he chose the path of eternal life?After all, with her, Voldemort is not the only Slytherin descendant.

Anita knew that maybe the most important thing she should do was to tell Severus and Dumbledore everything she knew about the plot of the original book, and anyway, this wasn't the first time she played a magic trick.She believed that if Dumbledore knew the information about the Horcrux, then with Dumbledore's wisdom, it should be easy to defeat Voldemort, at least there would not be as many sacrifices as in the original book.

However, it doesn't matter whether she is weak or her views are wrong, Anita found that she couldn't do it.She couldn't let her biological father die because of her, even if her father was a villain who did all kinds of evil, she could accept that Voldemort was killed by Harry, but she couldn't accept that the information she gave led to her biological father's death .

Maybe it's just her hypocrisy, Anita thought to herself, mockingly.It is impossible for her to save Voldemort, because she does not agree with Voldemort's actions in the wizarding world, and she cannot help others because of that little blood relationship.And if she had to choose between Severus and Voldemort, she would undoubtedly choose Severus, only Severus was the father she really identified with.

Since Voldemort will always die, isn't it better to tell Dumbledore about Voldemort's weaknesses and reduce unnecessary casualties than watching Harry defeat Voldemort?

Where is the nobility of watching one's own father being killed?At least if she helps the Order of the Phoenix dress Voldemort, she can still say she is for the greater good (for the greater good), can't she?

I really hate being so indecisive.

Anita tapped her plate with her fork and said softly, "Fried chicken and beer."

At this time, only eating high-calorie food can soothe her mood.

In an instant, piles of fried chicken appeared on the plate, and steaming golden...pumpkin juice emerged from Anita's glass.

Well, she's not old enough to drink.Anita pursed her lips. She hated pumpkin juice the most.

Anita tapped the glass again and said, "Cold orange juice." The pumpkin juice in the glass suddenly turned into orange juice.

Anita sat down and ate with satisfaction.

Draco looked worriedly at Anita who was overeating. Based on his understanding of Anita, Anita usually only vented in this way when she was very upset.However, Anita was unwilling to tell him the reason for her uneasiness, and he had no way to force it, so he could only comfort Anita and said, "The first-year Defense Against the Dark Arts class cannot be difficult, and some first-year little witches never even have Any spell. Besides, Professor Quirrell is a very clever Ravenclaw, and he can't make things difficult for you."

"Well, I'm fine." Anita replied while nibbling on fried chicken in an unladylike manner.

After lunch, Anita and Draco went to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. Even though Professor Quirrell was not in the classroom, the classroom was filled with a strong smell of garlic. Anita and Draco had to give themselves It was only through the magic spell of closing the sense of smell that the terrible smell was stopped.

The other young wizards in the classroom were excitedly discussing Defense Against the Dark Arts class. After all, this was the only class that taught combat skills, and everyone was looking forward to it. Only Anita seemed a little restless.

"Hi, everyone. Huan, welcome to Defense Against the Dark Arts. I, I am your professor, Quirrell," stammered Professor Quirrell, pale and wearing a ridiculous The turban looked like he was trembling and about to faint.

Draco frowned slightly, he really couldn't believe that the very good Ravenclaw professor his father said looked like this.

Anita stared fixedly at Professor Quirrell's hood. She knew that behind the hood was her own father, the remnant soul of Voldemort.But the strange thing is that at this moment, her mood is unexpectedly calm, as if all the complicated emotions have long been exhausted in the waiting just now.

"Miss Prince." Quirrell's eyes firmly caught Anita's sight. At this time, Quirrell was not as cowardly and scared as before, but cold and sharp, and his voice did not stutter. Instead, with a chilling coldness, "You seem to have something to say."

"Uh, yes." Anita felt that it was not Professor Quirrell who was looking at her at this time, but Voldemort himself who was attached to Quirrell. She thought she would panic because she clearly felt the sight of Professor Quirrell. danger and murderous intent.But the reality is that she was unexpectedly calm, and her face perfectly maintained the proud reserved and critical Slytherin girl, "I know this is a bit presumptuous request, but I really can't stand the smell of garlic, so can I put Are the windows open?"

"Oh, yes, of course." Professor Quirrell changed back to that slightly nervous look, "It's, this way, I, when I was in Romania, bump, bumped into a powerful vampire." Speaking of this, Professor Quirrell shivered in horror, as if he remembered something terrible, "Big, garlic is a very good weapon, no, isn't it?" A little twisted laugh.

When Quirrell began to give lectures, Draco was surprised to find that, apart from the terrible garlic smell and stuttering voice from Professor Quirrell, Professor Quirrell lived up to his reputation and was indeed a very good professor.He obviously has a deep understanding of black magic, and is very good at guiding students. Even a bitch wizard who doesn't know much about magic can easily understand what he said, and the little wizard who already has a good foundation , You can also learn a lot of new things from Professor Quirrell's lectures.

After Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Draco noticed that Anita seemed more troubled, "What's the matter with you?"

"Draco, under what circumstances do you feel that you are full of complicated feelings for a person, but after actually seeing him, you find that you have no feelings for him at all?" Anita asked puzzled .

"Complicated feelings? To Professor Quirrell?" Draco asked, raising his eyebrows in surprise.

"It's nothing to do with Professor Quirrell. It just occurred to me."

"Because you were once forgotten?" Draco speculated, "Or because you have no feelings for that person at all?"

Have no feelings at all?Anita thought about it.