Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

They must have made Horcruxes.

"Forget it, I don't really want to know anyway. Here, Harry, I leave it to you." Mori Yuesha took one last look at Voldemort, turned around and left.

Snape didn't move and stayed where he was with Harry.

Lucius Malfoy chased after him.

"Miss, Miss Mori Yuesha——"

The man was very pretentious before, but now he looked flattering. He chased Mori Yuesha, bending his waist to the extent that he could look at the girl at eye level, and carefully controlled the frequency of his steps.

Of course. It's different now.

Now that the dust has settled, Mr. Malfoy's dream of power has been crushed by the girl in front of him. He can only turn around and try to please someone else - it doesn't matter who he licks, and Mori Yuesha seems to be easier to talk to than the Dark Lord.

"Is my daughter at..." The man mentioned Draconi deliberately.

"Little Peacock? She should have gone back now, eh? Didn't she tell you? That she was leaving with me?" Mori Yuesha blinked, puzzled, "Didn't she tell you? I remember she's been gone for almost two days, right?"

Lucius smiled awkwardly: "I was busy before..." He then secretly glanced at the expressionless Nagini and slightly distanced himself from Mori Yuesha: "Excuse me, 'leaving' means...you are planning to take your daughter on a trip?"

"OK."

"It is her pleasure, Miss Morizuki. Narcissa and I will be waiting for you at Malfoy Manor and--"

Mori Yuesha looked strange, "You have to go with me, what's the matter? Don't you want me?"

…Wh, what do you mean?

"To another world." Seeing him in a daze, Mori Yuesha explained, "As my servant's blood relative. You have a choice to leave Draconian with me. Or are you reluctant to leave this world? I don't care, it's up to you."

Lucius was stunned.

What is she talking about…

What other world?

Who is she? Is this a literal journey? Across the world?

Mr. Malfoy had a lot of questions in his head. As the topic of "leaving this world" unfolded, strange questions popped up like bubbles in a carbonated drink.

What happened to Harry Potter must have something to do with her. Why was the maid who could transform into a snake able to resist the killing curse? What spell just killed the Dark Lord? The yellow sand all over the ground before... and this world...

Does God really exist?

After the blindfold was removed, more and more questions arose as my vision gradually widened.

Especially Malfoy, who craves power and strength.

A desire for power beyond that of a wizard. It was right before her eyes, in the hands of this girl.

The man knew that his daughter had a good relationship with the people around her.

So... can he...

Is it possible to...

Can…

Mori Yuesha glanced at him with a half-smile. "Some are OK, some are not. I don't care. If the door of truth is locked, the key is in my hand. For the sake of the little peacock, it's not a problem to give it to you."

"I'm just worried you'll get crushed to death by the key, Mr. Malfoy."

Chapter 215 Happy Wishes

Whether Lucius Malfoy would be crushed to death or not was not an issue for now. After learning about Mori Yuesha's attitude and the information that 'the other world really existed', the man hurriedly held the scepter and cast a spell and left. He had too many things to ask, and since he couldn't get anything out of Mori Yuesha, he went home to ask his daughter.

How could he give up everything in the wizarding world and go to a strange world with this girl?

This is not a joke.

"What about you?" After Lucius left, only Severus Snape was left.

Mori Yuesha asked him, "I see there is no place for you in the wizarding world. Do you want me to help you? It's still early, I'll ask Imhotep to 'deal with' all the guys in the White Wizard camp, then no one will blame you for joining the Flat-faced Monster camp."

Then you'd have to 'deal with' more than half of the wizarding world's population.

"There aren't many people here." Mori Yuesha lowered her head and picked at her nails, absent-mindedly. "You seem to be pretty nice to Harley. How about you, Mr. Oily Hair, do you need any help?"

Mr. Oily-haired...?

His poker face, which had never changed, trembled.

"You may have a different understanding of 'not bad' than I do." Severus Snape opened his mouth slowly, "Miss Potter can only 'barely' keep up with my progress, and I just happen to... just don't want to see a 'normally intelligent' child being infected with 'brain damage' by... Gryffindor's trolls... that's all."

He glanced at the green-eyed little tail behind Mori Yuesha and smacked his lips, "I taught her...like I teach everyone. But she just learned it."

What he meant was that he had never given Harry any 'special treatment'.

Are you saying one thing and thinking another?

Harry looked up at Snape, but he snorted and turned his face away.

"Oh. That's fine." Mori Yuesha didn't force it. As long as he could make little Harry happy, it would be fine. "You'd better write a note or something, leaving all your experience and insights over the years to my little quail. Do you have one?"

What do I owe you?

Snape wanted to laugh. There was hardly any potion master in the wizarding world who was more knowledgeable than him. He had everything he needed: "Unless you can resurrect the dead... Sen Yuesha. I would consider teaching you everything I know..."

Resurrect the dead?

Resurrection is not possible, but...

"But it is still possible for you to see the dead." Mori Yuesha said, "The kind of very real 'possibility' where you can touch and talk - Mr. Oily Hair?"

Snape fell half a step behind and was nailed to the spot.

He looked at her, with a deep, long crease between his eyebrows.

"What did you say."

Mori Yuesa turned her head and stuck out her tongue at the man. "You clearly heard it, Sisyphus."

"Severus."

"Okay, Sisi. Go back. I have to go home for dinner too."

No, wait a minute.

What you just said...

A method that allows people to see the dead...

"Did I say that?" Mori Yuesha chuckled and snapped her fingers. Golden sparks ignited in the air and walked out of an arc-shaped door.

Sasa is off work!

…………

……

Myers Residence.

Draconian and Hermione hadn't returned yet, and Nagini estimated that they still had a long way to go.

The fish in the market was very fresh today, and the maid also bought crabs.

The living room was so lazy that the two of them had hardly moved since they came back. Harley knelt on the carpet, her head resting on Mori Yuesha's legs.

"You want me to help that greasy old bat?" The lazy owner just made a joke, but he didn't expect... that he would actually catch a wish?

It was the first time Harry begged her.

Mori Yuesa was not very curious about who Snape wanted to meet, she was surprised by the fact itself.

"Because the person Professor Snape wants to see..."

She probably guessed it.

——The disputes of the previous generation were basically sorted out, and the girl didn't care who was right or wrong. She didn't hate Severus Snape for making a mistake, nor did she blame James Potter for failing to protect his mother. She even felt nothing for what Dumbledore did.

She didn't know whether she was naturally indifferent or Mori Yuesha was too dazzling, so that Miss Shadow had to put her master aside.

She had learned a lot from Severus Snape, not to mention he had helped her with Dolores Umbridge.

Harry was willing to give Snape a good ending, a happy ending.

"Oh, you think that being obsessed with dreams all day long, spending a lot of time lying in bed imagining dead people... being detached from reality is a happy ending."

The little Loli nodded seriously.

"Well, what's the reason?"

"That's what he wanted," said Harry. "The same thing has different values ​​in the eyes of different people."

“Water in the desert?”

That's what Halle meant. She repeated it again: "That's what he wanted."

"Why can he get what he wants? Tsk. I want many, many, many young ladies..."

"...Sister's wish has come true." Harry lowered his eyebrows and said helplessly: "Draconi...stick to you..."

Tsk.

Morizuki Sa sat up suddenly, glanced towards the kitchen guiltily, and whispered to Harley, "Don't mention the little peacock in front of Nagini. I just coaxed her..."

"Sister, you deserve it. You insisted on doing that in front of Nagini..."

"No," Mori Yuesha shook her head with a complicated expression, "No, Harley. You don't understand."

"My hands, feet, legs, tongue, lips - they are not in the same system as the brain, do you understand?" She tried to convince Harry that those were the 'good things' done by other parts and her brain didn't think so.

The brain is a pure and youthful brain.

Oh.

Harry just looked at her and talked.

"My head went beep-beep-beep a lot of times. Really, believe me, it's not my fault."

"Sister, what you mean is that even though you turn Nagini into a high-frequency musical instrument every night to disturb people's sleep, psychologically you are still a... a... um, pure and youthful girl?"

Mori Yuesha nodded honestly: "That's right."

Harley: ...

"You'll get used to her shamelessness slowly, Harry." Nagini came out of the kitchen carrying juicy strawberries, put down the tray, and rolled her eyes at Mori Yuesa. "I think you're free, Mori--wait a minute, where are your socks?"

The feet that were resting on the knees were shaking, and the new socks that I had just put on when going out today disappeared without a trace.

The supporting foot was still wearing clothes.

One is missing.

“Maybe he went traveling.”

"Will it come back?" Nagini wiped her hands and smiled dangerously: "It's a Christmas gift I knitted myself. If it is lost because of someone's carelessness..."

“…Not lost.” He made a “stick” gesture with his toes.

"Well, where is it?"

"…Nagini, let me give you a riddle."

"Wait till I'm done spanking your ass."

Chapter 216 Two pairs of parents

The socks were definitely lost, and there was no way Mori Yuesa could remember where she lost them.

Got spanked twice.

The first time was because of the one that was lost, the second time was because of the one that was not lost.

"The remaining one is also unwearable. Nagini, why don't you change it and make yourself a mask or something..."