hp liar

Dear:

By the time you read this letter, I will be dead.It was Mrs. Brown who died as the captain's wife of the Jenny.I know you don't care about these boring mundane things, just like when you got my No-Maj and then abandoned me lightly.This is my whole life, the life of No-Maj who is destined to make you dislike me.But I, who was so disliked by you, finally took revenge on you severely.

Since you learned the news of my pregnancy, I have clearly noticed that you have changed, and you don't even dare to look me in the eye.On the morning when you fled with a small stick, I stood outside the door of your room, listening to your whining and complaining, and it took a lot of effort not to open the door to let you go.The time you and I have been together is not long or short, at least it gave me a moment of comfort, it's not good for you to leave too ugly.

I have carefully read all the materials you left behind. For so many days and nights, I studied word by word, wishing I could chew up and swallow that roll of parchment as if it were you.In the years that followed, even in my sleep, in the arms of another pudgy old man, I couldn’t forget even a single letter or ink on it.I think I've grown to love the monster like Momo until our baby was born.I know that my chance to take revenge on you has come, and that chance is in that little baby, crying softly.

Mr. Brown took a rare liking to the little monster until he saw it burn through the floor of his ancestral home.

We locked the little monster in a rattan box and started our journey.Along the way, we encountered one abandoned little monster after another. How ridiculous, the No-Maj you dislike the most can actually give birth to monsters as "noble" as you.I know, my chance has come!Along the way, I adopted too many little monsters wandering on the streets, and became the kindest, most caring and understanding Mrs. Brown in everyone's heart.Due to the large number of little monsters, it was inconvenient to lock them into a box and carry them with us, so we had to change ourselves into the captain and wife of the Jenny, and store the little monsters in the storage room at the bottom of the cabin.

Soon, under my careful nurturing, the little monsters became silent one by one, and died soon, but I can't let our children end their lives in a sloppy way like them. Your blood is flowing on it, and it Deserve to live in pain and live in hell with your share for a long time.

Here, I still want to thank you for your notes.It not only helped me pass too much boring time, but also provided me with interesting experiences and conjectures for punishing these little monsters.The game between us is becoming more and more interesting. Today, put this Momoran into that body, tomorrow you will merge two Momorans together, and then take out multiple Momorans and lock them together with your son, your son It doesn't matter if the shells can't grow silently, I can let it break them up and swallow them, and then "grow" them out...

Mr. Brown is not like you, he is a dumpy old No-Maj, irascible, but always on my side when it comes to punishing monsters.Thanks to his help, I finally got on the right track from the crooked path of eliminating little monsters and silently.Yeah, destroying wizards is what I really want to do.Create the most powerful weapon, and then send it to the hands of the most ambitious wizard, drive that wizard into madness, and then destroy you and the wizarding world!

Now, the weapon is complete, we just have to be patient.There was an inexplicable rain in New York a few days ago, which caused many people to lose their memory. I thought, my chance has come, and I am finally going to be free.

your faithful jenny brown

Jenny looked at the little boy who was guarded by the white-haired man, and she suddenly regretted looking at those eyes that looked like someone.Anyone can do it, but she doesn't want the little monster crawling out of her stomach to be taken away by these demons.

"Monster! You monsters! You all deserve to die, you all deserve to go to hell!"

A green light flashed, and Jenny felt her body suddenly become much lighter. The letter hidden in her chest flew out, and the densely written parchment was turned over, revealing a line of delicate small characters on the back. She should have forgotten this letter a long time ago. By whom is it written:

I love you, myangly.

That was the last note he left her, the last sentence.

She could have forgiven him for leaving without saying goodbye, but that bastard died on his own accord!The Magic Council who used the excuse to distract them from hunting them died in a place she couldn't see, and she didn't even let her see him for the last time!

Jenny knew early on that he was not a good person. He devoted himself to researching and torturing a group of poor children, and even made a big mistake, exposing the secrets of the entire wizarding world in front of them No-Majs, stirring up disputes between the two parties, and making those children's situation worse. It was even more difficult, and even instigated the originally kind-hearted nurse in the orphanage to abuse the children, taking this opportunity to produce a large amount of silence for him to study.Jenny was not surprised that he would be secretly hunted down by the Magical Congress of America and even killed on the spot. Death was the end that this lunatic should have.But she shouldn't, she shouldn't have fallen in love with this lunatic, and she had a child in common, and she even went the same old way as him in order to avenge him, destroying herself, killing her child, and even hurting her trust in her. Persuade her good old Mr. Brown.

The light in Jenny's eyes dimmed:

It was mother's fault, my child.Fortunately, you are still alive.