[HP] Once Upon a Time in England

"When does she usually come back?"

"Around 03:30."

Mrs. Barmer's story is very simple: She was a former director of the Wu orphanage, retired and opened a day care center in her hometown.Six years ago, someone sent Ada to her, asked her to raise the baby girl, and asked her to claim that she was her adopted daughter.

She and Hyacinth were indeed familiar with each other, but why didn't she investigate the baby girl's life experience?

"Is this what came with her?" A letter explaining what happened, an envelope with money, and a locket.

"That's right. Hyacinth and I correspond once a month. Do you need to read those letters?"

"Not for now. But if you don't mind, can I take them?"

"of course."

"Does she send you cash all the time?"

"Yes. Frankly, it's weird. But...is there something wrong with it?"

"I'm just curious, ma'am." He held up the locket. "Do you know what this locket means?"

This mediocre but mysterious locket is the most important evidence, proving the girl's origin and the identity of the girl's parents.

"The person who sent her here only said that it was for her, and asked me to keep it carefully so as not to damage it."

"Didn't you say you have to wear it with you?"

"No." Mrs. Barmer added her own speculation, "Maybe there is some special commemorative significance."

The Confusion Charm is arguably one of the greatest inventions of wizards.It made the shrewd and sophisticated former director of the orphanage easily believe the child's false life experience.The father is stationed overseas, the mother is with him, and the young daughter is left alone. This is a relatively acceptable background. With the help of the magic spell, all its loopholes are ignored and filled.

"So, who sent the baby in the first place? Hyacinth?"

Mrs. Barmer frowned deeply, thinking about this unanswered question.

It seems that in order to avoid the eyes and ears of the Death Eaters, they also used the Oblivion Charm in addition to the Confusion Charm.

The girl hurried home with her portfolio on her back.In the living room sat a strange middle-aged man in a strange robe, who was having a secret conversation with her adoptive mother, Mrs. Barmer.

They heard the movement she made.The man in the gray robe saw her, his eyes lit up, he quickly got up and came to her side, holding a photo in his hand.

"Edhero?" he asked, handing her the photo, "Ada?"

The person in the photo is the girl herself.Ada looked up at him and asked warily, "Who are you?"

"I'm your father's friend," the man added, pointing to the couple in the photograph. "This is your father, Sirius Black. This is your mother, and her name is Hyacinth White."

"Hyase." The girl took the photo, repeated it in a low voice, and looked at the man in gray hesitantly.

She knew the name and the woman in the picture.But why didn't her parents come to pick her up in person?And where did this strange man come from?

"Ida Gray, your surname means gray," he further revealed her true identity, "that's where black and white meet."

Seeing that her eyes were still wary, the other party smiled slightly, and took out a second photo from a slightly older age, on which was a woman with a baby in her arms: "Ada, your parents hope that you can return to their side. You know this photo Bar?"

-1980-

Her mouth was bitter and astringent, her heartbeat was chaotic and rapid, and her hair was covered with sweat on her shoulders, making her extremely uncomfortable.

What really woke her up was the overly bright lights.

"Wake up." She was gentle at first, but before she could respond, the man lost his patience, "Wake up!"

She was dragged into the bathroom in a daze, and took a numb shower.She jerked awake as the icy water rushed down her back.Yes, Cornelia said she was going to take her to see something today... What is it?

What she didn't expect was a dark club.

"Come and visit my masterpiece." Cornelia issued a mandatory invitation.They stood in a long corridor where you couldn't see your fingers, and the walls were regularly opened with holes for observation.Cornelia tugged at her, forcing her to look.

Under the ambiguous dark red light, groups of men and women dressed in fancy dress and masks mingled together: behind the curtains, in the corner, on the dance floor, on the sofa.On the coffee table closest to them was a woman's naked body, and four or five men were discussing her plump breasts openly in a circle, teasing the woman's sensitive parts with feather sticks from time to time.With snow-white flesh and lewd/misty panting, men can hug left and right, and women are also served by several people like stars and moons.There is no humanity or shame, it is purely a feast of beast/desire.

Instead of blushing or racing her heart, she trembled and shuddered.She would have escaped from this den at once if she could, but Cornelia led her down the corridor, watching the party from time to time through the hole, and commenting with interest.

"This is the Source of Life project." Cornelia showed off to her, "What did you see?"

hell.

"Womb. Hope," Cornelia asked herself. "It will be an army of well-trained and loyal Death Eaters, serving the Dark Lord until the moment of their death. It may take ten years to create this army." A few years, but it must be worth it... After Harry Potter is solved, there will be no one in the world who can stop the progress of the Dark Lord."

"Dumbledore," she said, as if provoking Cornelia would take away some of her fear. "He's afraid of him."

"But he's old." Cornelia laughed softly at her childishness. "Come and see this."

Rosier's hands wrapped around her like eagle's talons, pushing her toward a new door.

This cold and dark room and the fairyland on earth separated by a corridor are like two different worlds.

"Look." Rozier pressed her hard, causing her back to bend and her head to hang down.

She suddenly saw a face that looked like a demon from hell.It was not a human face at all.His face was densely covered with disgusting, horrific, inflamed and festering herpes, his chin and lips had been completely eroded, his facial features were blurred, and his body exuded a rotten smell—this was the disastrous result of endless indulgence.

She screamed, broke away from Rozier, and ran out scrambling.Spit out violently in the hallway.

"Feels disgusting?" She vomited bile, and Cornelia stood behind her with a half-smile and said threatening words peacefully, "Did you see that woman? I really want to send you there as a reconciliation She's like a doll."

See if you enjoy it as much as she does.Still being a bitch, while spurning myself and being shameless.

"But don't be afraid, I've changed my mind." Cornelia put her hand on her shoulder, which was obviously an intimate gesture, but she shuddered, "You are my friend, I love you as I love myself Same...be the hostess of this party and choose qualified guests for me."

No!Don't even think about it!

"You and I will have a great time working together. As close as ever."

"abnormal!"

She pushed her away and ran forward desperately.Behind her, Cornelia laughed, her voice followed like a ghost: "Where do you want to escape to? Where can you escape?"

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