HP makes a qualified villain

Dumbledore told everyone that Voldemort was back, at Cedric's memorial service.

We all sat under the stage in our college uniforms, listening to the old man say

"The war is about to begin."

I turned down Draco that night, and we've been strangers since then, as we've been for months

Potter also distanced Granger from me because of Cedric's death.

From time to time, I can find him watching me coldly in the corner

I have completely become a sinner in Potter's heart.

In the last few weeks of the term, I was alone again, living alone in Hogwarts

Soon it will be summer

I sat on the train home with a sigh of relief that I didn't have to feel the burden of being overwhelmed at school anymore.

When I got off the train, I didn't see my parents who came to pick me up

I could only carry the big suitcase by myself, and stopped a carriage on the side of the road

Ferrez's manor is located in a remote mountainous area outside London. Wizards always like to build their houses in remote places. There are no cars here. The Muggles in those villages seem to be living in the last century. They ride everywhere they go. on the horse.

"Little girl, are you sure you want to go up the mountain? It's almost dark." The old man who delivered the goods was worried that I would go up the mountain alone, and asked worriedly

"My family lives over there." I sat on the longboard behind him

"Going up the mountain?" The old man was a little puzzled, and then he said, "Oh, there seem to be a few families on the mountain... A few days ago, I saw a group of people dressed like ghosts go up the mountain."

"What? What kind of clothes do you wear?" Listening to the old man's description, I moved my ears slightly

There are some dialects mixed in the old man's words, which makes me a little confused

"That's right, a group of people, wearing those big black robes, went up the mountain in groups like wizards." The old man worried that I couldn't hear clearly, so he amplified his voice

When I heard the word wizard, my heart suddenly tightened up.

Although I don't know who they are, but the only resident on the mountain is Ferrez

They must be heading for my house.

"Ah? Old man, do you know what they are doing up the mountain?" I asked

The old man turned his head and glanced at me: "I don't know, girl, your family lives on the mountain, right? Those people don't look good at first glance, you have to be careful!"

After inquiring about the situation with the old man, he sent me to the foot of the mountain and went back.

A group of wizards who dressed strangely and looked like they were not good people went up the mountain

I don't think there's anyone else but the Death Eaters

I look at the steep mountain road

I usually rely on my parents to pick me up and down the mountain, and I have never walked up and down the mountain by myself.

I haven't learned Apparation yet, and I left the broomstick at school and didn't bring it back.

So now I can only rely on my own feet and walk back step by step.

With every step closer to there, my heart tightens

I seem to know why the Death Eaters are visiting my house, but I'm not sure

When I finally reached the gate, the sky was completely dark and the moon was hanging high in the sky

And the big house in front of me was brightly lit.

After ringing the doorbell, it was my house elf, Nunu, who answered the door

Seeing me back in tattered clothes, Nunu quickly showed a happy expression: "Miss! Miss! You are back! Welcome!"

I looked at him and just frowned

I don't have deep feelings for house-elves, maybe it's the thought that I cultivated since I was a child, and the feeling of being proud of being above other creatures makes me treat house-elves like ordinary Muggle nobles. Treat your own muggle servants like

"Nunu, wait!" I looked at Nunu who was dancing happily, and yelled at him to be quiet

But he didn't follow my command, but ran towards the hall shouting: "Master! The lady is back! Master! It's the lady who is back!"

"Damn it!" Seeing Nunu making such a big fuss, I couldn't help being a little annoyed

Because I know what I'm going to face when I go back

Sure enough, his father heard Nunu's cry and said in a low voice, "Let her in."

Not loud, but enough for me to hear clearly in this empty and quiet room

Nunu didn't seem to realize that the atmosphere was wrong, she still jumped out and waved to me who was still standing at the door: "Miss, the master asked you to come in! Come on!"

I pouted, stood there and hesitated for a moment, Nunu looked at me not moving, stepped forward and pulled my skirt, and led me into the hall: "Hurry up, miss! The host and guests are waiting for you Woolen cloth!"

he said

"Guests..." I grasped the key words in his words, and sure enough, as soon as I walked into the hall, I saw all kinds of people sitting in my home

they wear strange clothes

Some have horrific scars all over their faces

Some people looked at me as if they were mentally abnormal, smiling foolishly.

Although these people are unfamiliar to me, I have seen them in the Daily Prophet some time ago

They are the Death Eaters who escaped from Azkaban collectively.

Father was standing in the middle of the hall, he was still wearing a suit that showed his aristocratic demeanor, watching me come in

Turned around and walked in front of me

I looked up at my father's slightly angry expression: "Father..."

[Snapped--! ! ]

I just opened my mouth when a heavy slap hit my face. My father slapped me so hard that I fell to the ground.

I covered my flushed face and haven't realized what happened.

Among the so-called guests around, some couldn't help but let out sharp laughter.

I raised my eyes and looked at this stern but gentle father who had never hit me before.

Silently questioned him why

"Father...?" Looking at his face that was already bursting with veins, I called out weakly.

"Father! What right do you have to call me father!" He yelled at me, "Don't you know what you have done yourself? You have made such a big mistake and you still have the face to step into Ferrez door!!”

I know because I saved Harry Potter from Voldemort

I failed the task they assigned me.

But looking at the death eaters around me, I seem to know the cause and effect of that incident

——I am not just me, what I represent in this group is my family and Ferrez

At that time, I didn't think too much about it, I just saved Potter and exposed Mad-Eye

But for this, the entire Ferris family will be implicated by me.

It's not just strangers here that I've never even met.

There are also some familiar people, they are all my father's brothers and sisters, and they also serve Voldemort again.

Regarding this failure, my uncles and aunts just looked at me lying on the ground quietly, with disappointment and indifference in their eyes.

Of course, I also found Lucius in the crowd. He also looked indifferent, as if he didn't know me at all, and looked away.

This time they all gathered at our house

Just to give me a trial.

"Okay, Ferris." A voice full of oppression came from not far away, and I looked up

Voldemort walked out from the second floor wearing a black silk robe. He walked out of the railing and watched the farce below condescendingly.

"Master." Seeing Voldemort coming, everyone stood up and knelt down on one knee towards Voldemort, as if bowing to their king

I was about to stand up, but my father pressed my shoulders hard and forced me to kneel down.

"Master, my daughter is so ignorant, I will definitely punish her severely!" My father saw Voldemort's eyes constantly rolling around me, and he quickly said, with a flattering smile on his face.

"Unreasonable?" Voldemort said softly, and he walked down the stairs slowly towards the first floor. "She let Harry Potter go."

There was no anger in his tone, as if he was saying another very ordinary sentence

"Hold, I'm sorry... my master, she, she just..." Facing Voldemort's attitude, my father suddenly panicked. No matter how rebellious I was, I was still his child. As a father, he couldn't bear it. look at me just in front of him

In this hall, brutally murdered by Voldemort

"She's just a child..."

"Child?" Voldemort walked to the first floor, and I realized that there was a snake at his feet.

I know the snake - Nagini.

Nagini moved much faster than Voldemort. He twisted his body and slid to his father's side, spitting out the letter and looking at him

That expression seemed to be seeing food.

For the current atmosphere scene, my heart can't help trembling

I mustered up the courage to raise my head and looked at Voldemort

But I found that he was also looking at me, and his eyes met, which scared me away quickly.

"She is indeed still a child." Voldemort said, approaching me step by step, "but as a child, how could she have such great courage...to take my prey in front of me."

he stopped in front of me

The father next to me was so overwhelmed by Voldemort's aura that he couldn't lift his head, he could only keep his head down, sweating coldly: "Please... please spare her!"

Voldemort didn't speak, just stretched out his hand and grabbed my neck, lifting me from the ground

lifted in the air

I was grabbed by the neck all of a sudden, and I started to struggle violently

Voldemort obviously hasn't been resurrected for long, but his strength is frightening

His tiger's mouth tightly strangled my throat, and he didn't even give me a chance to scream.

The cold hands squeezed my neck hard, strangling me so hard that my face turned red

The desire to survive made me struggle continuously, scratching his arm vigorously

But Voldemort had no intention of letting go.

He might really just strangle me to death.

"Master... Please... please... let her go, great master..." Except for the father who has been pleading there, everyone else is watching with cold eyes

No one would bother Voldemort angrily

This will only make them my grave goods.

The atmosphere became heavier and heavier as I gradually became smaller and struggled

My breath and sanity are almost blocked by him

Just when I thought I was about to be strangled to death by Voldemort, he suddenly let go

I was so weak that I was slammed to the ground, and fresh air was continuously squeezed into my body from the nose.

I could only hold my neck with deep finger marks and cough vigorously.

"Sofina... Sofina, are you okay..."

Voldemort let me go

My father quickly helped me up when I fell to the ground, and thanked his master.

"Do you know why I let you go, Sofina." Voldemort raised his chin, and I was still coughing as I was tightly protected by my father in his arms like seeing another bug.

"Because you may become my right-hand man, so I choose to give you another chance." There was no expression on Voldemort's deformed face, and his tone was always flat

It was not at all as excited as it was when facing Potter.

I stood up from my father's arms and looked at him

He turned his head to look at Lucius in the crowd, and suddenly asked, "Malfoy, what did that prophecy say?"

Lucius stood up from the ground with his soft and bright blond hair on his head, and said to Voldemort respectfully: "The descendants of 1980, children from the ancient nobles, will be your right-hand men."

I looked at Lucius, then at Voldemort, with a puzzled look on my face.

"go on."

"According to the records, there are only two noble children born in the second half of 1980..." Lucius also looked at me and cleared his throat, "Draco Malfoy, and Sofina Ferris. "

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