Hpkill That Voldemort

Christina knew that the mixed-race before her was never a good person. Even though he is only sixteen years old now. A dangerous smile appeared on Tom's lips, and he slowly pointed the wand at Christina. Then, a green light flashed... "Tom, we meet again." She smiled and reunited with him at Hogwarts. Enrolling this year was the Savior Who Lived, his nemesis, and she was so excited. She couldn't wait to see what Tom would look like when he saw her end. She wouldn't mind stabbing Tom directly when he was in danger... The sixteen-year-old boy was silent, looking at the black-haired girl in front of him, his eyes dark and unclear. He gradually raised the corners of his mouth, already understanding the malice that was about to overflow from her. He leaned closer, his breath hitting her ear, and dangerous and proud words gently floated into Christina's ears: "I am not a stupid Voldemort." The male and female protagonists fall in love and kill each other It's a private setting and may cause OOC Re-opening based on the article I wrote before, the logic of the writing may be clearer. Updates as the occasion demands, no manuscripts or outlines, the estimated word count is uncertain, and the quality is guaranteed, welcome to join. Intention: When you meet your opponent in chess, you will be evenly matched.