HP makes a qualified villain

Obviously, Philip's threat was of no use

He did write to tell his family about me bullying him at school, but his mother took it as a child's play

Moreover, even if his mother knew what I did to her son, she would not say anything

After all, the Ferris family is slowly rising because of me.

A semester is over soon

During this period, I thought about going to the Weasley twins for revenge, but they always come and go without a trace, together with Potter

Many Gryffindors are secretly planning something with the savior

Umbridge can see their strangeness, but just can't catch their handle

Even if they were called one by one to the office and used veritaserum, they still couldn't find any clues.

By the end of the term, everyone has become lifeless because of Umbridge's torture

And our headmaster chose to stay behind closed doors under repeated threats from the Ministry of Magic.

Everyone is complaining about Dumbledore in their hearts, and everyone expects him to come out and abbot justice

For the students, the holiday is completely a liberation

But for me, that's where the real learning begins.

Those insignificant lessons at Hogwarts never made me special and powerful

What I need to learn is black magic

"Sophina, the Dark Lord said that he asked you to take on the first mission with Malfoy." During dinner, my father sat on the main seat and frowned and asked me, not a question, but a reminder

The Dark Lord asked me to go with Lucius to the Department of Magic Affairs to steal a ball of prophecy about Potter

It contains the secrets that Voldemort cares most about.

I took a sip of my meal with a sullen head: "Yeah."

My father can see that I am unhappy. Christmas is coming soon, but I am locked at home practicing those nasty black magic day and night, and now I have to go out to complete those so-called tasks

I was a kid and the other kids are still looking forward with joy to how happy Christmas is going to be

And I'm worried about whether I can complete the task to make Voldemort happy.

"The Malfoys have already been dispatched once." His father held the knife and fork in his hand, and the food in front of him was untouched. "On the day you were on vacation, they went to the Department of Affairs first and attacked Weasley." .”

I looked up at him and said nothing

Father's expression was very serious, and his dark golden hair was docilely stuck to his forehead, with a few strands of white hair already mixed in.

"Although I ask you to serve together, it is still a competition after all. The Dark Lord wants to know which side is more reliable between Malfoy and Ferrez." He spoke very slowly, and he was always analyzing the situation in his mind. the situation

The only person who can please Voldemort right now is me

And my father is behind me, trying his best to be a qualified military adviser

It is true that a man who has worked hard on the battlefield is excellent in every aspect

My father has been planning for me, no matter when.

"I know." Although I understand my father's painstaking efforts, but I am going through the second rebellious period, and I am very unwilling to listen to the nagging of the elders

Still in these special times, I think I can handle everything by myself.

I put down the tableware in my hand, looked at the half-eaten dinner, pulled the handkerchief aside and wiped my mouth: "I'm full."

"Wait, Sofina." My father stopped me who was about to get up, "How is your relationship with Draco at school recently?"

When Draco was mentioned, I couldn't help showing a slightly angry expression on my face: "What else can I do!"

I complained a little: "I still have that damn spell he cast on me!"

"Haven't untied it yet?" Father finally realized the seriousness of his gaffe.

When I first learned that I was cursed by Draco, I wrote a few sheets of paper and went home to complain

In the end, all I got was my father saying, "Be safe and don't be impatient."

My father thought it was just that Draco was not doing random experiments on me. Coupled with the oppression of the Malfoy family at that time, he told me not to react too aggressively for the time being.

But it's been a semester or two, and I'm still bound by that spell

Fortunately, Draco was not attacked by others frequently, otherwise I would not know how I died.

"Of course it hasn't been unlocked!" I was very dissatisfied with my father's concern for being late, "This is not a substitute spell at all!"

Snoopy told me it's a more powerful spell than a stand-in spell and it's permanent

It is impossible for a substitute spell to last for such a long time.

"Nunu!" Father also wiped his mouth, and called out to the side

, Nunu came up from the basement, stood beside the dining table and bowed deeply to his father: "Master, do you have anything to tell Nunu?"

My father glanced at me: "Go and inform Mir and let him come to Ferrez Manor immediately."

Mill is a retired doctor at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Wounds. He used to treat spells and injuries.

"Yes Master."

After Nunu replied again, he disappeared into the dining room again.

I sat on a chair, my feet rubbed against each other restlessly

It seems that my father is going to give me a full body examination.

"You should have said it earlier, Sofina." Father squeezed his brows, it seems that the matter of me being cursed is another new trouble for him

His tone was full of helplessness and blame.

I got angry for a while: "I told you so clearly at the beginning!" He was the one who made me swallow my anger at the beginning, but now he blames me instead

This may be common to all parents.

"You will just be patient, patient!" I thought back to when Voldemort wanted to kill me

Father lying on the side praying

Humility——it's just...disgusting!

"Patience can make great achievements, Sofina." His father's tone became a little serious, and he crossed his hands on the table, showing the usual elder attitude

"And it's almost here. As long as we do better than the Malfoys this time, we will be able to ascend to the sky in one step and win the favor of the Dark Lord, and Ferrez will not be trampled under his feet all the time."

I'm not terribly worried about my father's grand plans

I think my father's love for me is too official. It's not so much love as it is just some kind of hope placed on me.

He has been educating me since I was a child, we are not as good as Malfoy, so we must strive for every chance to stand up

Rick Ferris lost to Lucius Malfoy

But he wanted Sofina Ferrez to beat Draco Malfoy.

Lately dinners always end in arguments between us father and daughter

I used to be able to act coquettishly with my father

Now I just feel that they are the closest people, but the relationship is getting farther and farther.

After dinner is the same black magic practice

My father used the power of the family to remove traces from me

Meaning I'm probably the only student at Hogwarts who can use magic outside of school right now.

The next day, I received an invitation. Dr. Mir came to Ferrez's manor early in the morning and gave me a full-body examination.

"This spell is not ordinary." Mir sat on the sofa with a hunched waist. He seemed to be about the same age as Dumbledore

A head of gray hair, beard has fallen to the chest

But he doesn't look as strong as Dumbledore. Mill is very thin and feels like he will fall apart if he touches it

The moment he sat down I thought he was going to be a pile of bones

"What do you mean?" My father sat opposite Mir, but I stood beside my mother and looked at them.

Mir's eyes looked at me, and there was a complicated light in the blue eyes

With trembling hands, those withered hands took out a thick medical book from his big medicine box.

he opened

"Miss Phyllis, are you saying that there was a totem of the Malfoy family behind you?"

"Yes." I nodded, "but my memory is a little fuzzy, and I can't remember too many things."

"The memory is fuzzy." Mir let out a strange laugh, pointing his finger at the book, looking down row by row

I turned over page after page, but couldn't find the answer.

"Mr. Ferris, I think I may be a little powerless." After a while, Mill raised his head and said

There was some sullen look on his father's face: "You don't know what kind of curse this is."

"No, I know." Mir closed the book, and the book made a muffled sound, "But I don't have a detailed record of this spell in my mind, it's a secret spell of the Malfoy family, maybe only Malfoy knows about it How to display it, how to untie it."

I watched him put his "brain" back in the medicine box

I feel a little cold

The secret spell of the Malfoy family.

"This spell is very complicated. If you try to solve it hard, it may hurt the lady's body." He seemed to have talked too much, and the whole person looked a little weak. Mir stopped to calm his breath, "Ferresi Miss, do you know how long this spell was cast?"

"Uh..." I was suddenly asked, and subconsciously looked at my father, who was also looking at me, "Two years ago? When I was in the third grade? Draco played it for me... He was Made me take some strange oaths..."

"Two years ago? No, no, no..." Mir interrupted me before I finished speaking.

"This spell has been on you for at least three years..."

"The first year is the initialization stage, the second year is the running-in stage, and the third year it will fully integrate with you." Mir explained in detail, "According to the incidents of the substitute spell you mentioned, it has been shown that Now the spell has fully integrated with your body... So it's been at least three years."

"Three years... my Merlin..." After hearing the news, my mother couldn't accept it. She held my shoulder tightly, and her body's center of gravity was a little unstable.

"The solution to this spell may have to be undone by the caster himself... This is immortality, even if the caster dies, the spell will not be lifted automatically."

After listening to Mir's description, I was also a little shocked. I never thought that such an evil and powerful spell would be used on me.

I stood still, and for a moment, the whole hall fell into a strange silence because of Mir's words.

After calming down for a long time, I whispered the name of the caster again: "Draco."

There was no anger, no sadness, no sorrow

There was nothing but disappointment, and I've never been so disappointed.

"Three years ago."

The father lowered his head and pondered for a while, and then said: "The one who cast the curse is not Draco."

As the head of the family he's always been a deterrent

When he opened his mouth slightly, everyone's eyes were attracted to him:

"It's Narcissa Malfoy."

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Today's update~

Sorry everyone, I went out to play yesterday, so I was lazy