[HP] S·M event book

The dark chestnut hair is a bit naturally curly, like seaweed floating in the water, but now they are all coagulated by blood into sharp thorns, cutting the pale face into pieces.The white shirt was tied and dyed with a dazzling pattern of blood, and was soaked in cold sweat and stuck tightly to his body.He was lying limply on his side on the black marble floor, surrounded by dark blood stains, his slightly heaving chest proved that he was still alive, and from his closed eyes, it seemed that he was in a coma.

Sara stared at Zachary almost suffocated, her mind was in chaos, the cold floor almost froze her toes, the biting cold climbed up her back and penetrated into it, immediately freezing her internal organs into ice piece.

She leaned forward slightly, but stopped at the next moment.

Sierra stared blankly at him beside him——

He looked at her blankly, with no emotion in his bloody eyes.

Pale lips parted, and finally closed tremblingly.

Tears spilled from the eyes in an instant, tearing the cheeks.

She wept silently and looked at him imploringly.

The air stagnates, and every breath is extremely difficult, forcing people into a desperate situation.

He was the first to shift his gaze, squinting at Zachary who was lying unconscious on the ground, and ordered in a low voice: "Wake him up."

Sierra sniffed, silently wiped away the tears that blurred her vision with her sleeve, and then took a step towards where Zachary was.

"Use the method I taught you."

Dumbledore was dead, and he had already placed many people in the Ministry of Magic. Naturally, no one would hold her accountable for using magic.

This sentence made Saila's nose sore again. She took a deep breath, swallowed the sourness stuck in her throat, and obediently drew out her wand, pointed it at Zachary, then closed her eyes, and turned her head Go, choked up and said: "——Crusato."

A hoarse wail pierced into her ears, and Saila gritted her teeth tightly, her shoulders trembling slightly.She didn't dare to open her eyes until the sound stopped—Zachary stared wide-eyed, staring straight ahead, twitching her body one after another, looking extremely embarrassed.

Saila couldn't help but retreat, but he grabbed her arm—not strong, but she couldn't resist, she could only freeze in place.

Weak and deep panting intermittently escaped from his chapped lips, and Zachary gradually focused his gaze, "...Sai...la?"

It was Sira's all-too-familiar voice—it used to call her name in a soft voice, but now it was broken.

This man is always a handsome boy.

This guy who always helped her in her toughest times.

This is the only friend she has left after Anne died.

He was lying bloodied in front of her now, with the death scythe on his neck.

Saila couldn't bear it anymore, covered her mouth, and sobbed muffledly.

Zachary looked at her, his fingertips trembling feebly.

"kill him."

Saila froze suddenly, her eyes widened in disbelief, and she slowly turned her neck to meet those bloody eyes.

A poisonous python opened its mouth wide and bit her heart fiercely.

Sierra whimpered in despair and looked at Zachary helplessly.But he can't help her solve troubles like before.She can only bet her hope on another person——

Saila knelt on the ground slowly, raised her head humbly, and begged in tears: "Please...Annie is dead...Only Zachary is left..."

[Why is it Annie? 】

[Why do you want me to do it? 】

[Can you...can you...don't treat me like this again, please...I will be obedient...]

"Please...please..."

With tears streaming down her face, she repeated and begged over and over again, grasping the hem of his robe feebly with both hands. "Did I make a mistake again? I can correct it... I can accept any punishment... Please don't treat me like this..."

The silent basement was filled with desperate cries.

A vague sigh blended in.

He squatted down, leaned over, and gently hugged Saila, stroking her back tenderly, gradually soothing his trembling shoulders.Then he kissed her forehead lightly, this pampering behavior would only appear when he was in a good mood, representing his connivance.

Hope was instantly ignited in the emerald green eyes.

"Sai La, you have to be obedient, you know?" He helped her up, flicked the non-existent dust on her knees, and pampered her blond hair, then gently pushed Sia La forward. Pushed, "Kill him."

——The green hope was suddenly shattered.

"Can you..." Saila lowered her head and struggled to make a sound, "Can you tell me why?"

He glanced at Sierra, and raised the corners of his mouth meaningfully, "Although you have some obstacles in magic, you have always been a clever child, and you have grown up a little cleverness in Hogwarts... then guess Bar."

"I don't know." Saila swallowed her throat, and the feeling of suffocation eased a little, "The use value of the Blaine family is not lower than that of Malfoy. It's also powerful."

He said lazily: "...continue."

"He is more valuable than Draco." Saila said affirmatively, "Zachary is already the leader of the Bryan family. It won't take long. I will serve you wholeheartedly when the time comes."

"Being useful doesn't mean it's worth living," he said.

Sierra bit her lip, and continued, "Hufflepuffs aren't all idiots, Zachary is smart... Did he do something wrong to make you angry?"

He smiled and said, "He did make a mistake."

With a chill in her heart, Sierra asked cautiously, "Is it the same mistake as the Wilton family?"

If it is possible...if there is still room for redemption...

He was silent for a while, looked at Zachary coldly, and said with a sneer, "A mistake that Hufflepuff should never make."

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This sentence is tantamount to a death sentence, and there is absolutely no room for maneuver.

Sierra stared blankly at him until the last gleam of light disappeared from her eyes, then she turned her head to look at Zachary, took a step forward, and turned her back to him.

Zachary lay paralyzed on the ground, looking at her with his head sideways. The scarlet liquid made his face blurry, but those eyes stared at Saila for a moment, but it seemed that he was only looking at her. It's just the direction, the pale and chapped lips are slightly opened, a little blood seeped into the corner of the mouth, covering up what he wanted to say.

After a while, Zachary pursed his lips and closed his eyes.

Sierra raised her wand numbly, and the most evil incantation was circling between the gaps between her lips, and it only took one mouth to spit it out so smoothly.

She recalled that under the big tree in Hogwarts, the three of them chatted happily - Annie would talk to Zachary shyly, Zachary would complain about the blind date arranged by the family from time to time, and Sara was stupid Listen carefully to what they have to say about themselves.

When the weather was cold, they shifted their positions to the library, and whispered there under the pressure of being taught by Mrs. Pince—they rarely went to the Slytherin lounge, where there were always people coming and going, even if there were Protected by the treasures of the two families, some contemptuous looks could not be avoided.Zachary always carefully helped Sara review what she had learned, while Annie complained that she was stupid while helping her correct her homework mistakes.

These things have become very distant.

The three people who were full of laughter and laughter are now dilapidated, bloody, and emitting a stench.

Zachary's face gradually merged with Annie's when she died—an absurd but reasonable thought flashed in her mind, and Sierra froze suddenly.

Who is this guy?

Could it be another guinea pig who took the compound soup?

If he wasn't Zachary, who would it be?

A series of names circulated in my mind, and every time I thought of one, Sai La's face became paler.

Gray-blue eyes slammed into Sara's mind so suddenly that she almost suffocated.

This guess suddenly made her feel extremely panicked, and her face turned ashen.

The hand that was firmly holding the wand trembled, and it was no longer possible to aim at the target.

A spider-like blue-white hand rested lightly on her shoulder, but it almost made her fall to her knees.The icy temperature seeped through the clothes, causing the blood in her whole body to freeze.

[My little princess, don't let me down. 】

The pupils shrank suddenly, and Saila stared at Zachary on the ground with wide eyes.

The corner of the mouth suddenly curved into a strange arc.

Almost at the same time, tears overflowed again.

Saila slowly put down her wand, choked up and said, "But... Isn't Zachary one of yours? Why can't you forgive him once?"

Zachary opened his eyes suddenly and looked at her incredulously, almost piercing her.

Tears blurred her vision, and she blinked, tears streaming down her cheeks, and the scene in front of her became clear.

——The emerald green eyes were icy cold.

A deep laugh sounded in his ears, he hugged Sara, kissed her on the forehead affectionately, "Sierra, you really didn't let me down."

Sierra leaned her head on his shoulder, pretending to be in a daze and asked, "...what?"

"That doesn't matter," he said, smoothing his blond hair cheerfully, and he was very happy driving it now. "Come on, tell me, when did you know?"

Saila relaxed slightly, let out a sigh of relief, and said: "When I was in the first grade, I don't think you would be willing to let me face a strange environment alone, and only Zachary It's more qualified."

Status, status, all can prove that he is a perfect Death Eater.

"Then why don't you ask me?" The smiling tone was like teasing a child who won an award.

Sara pursed her lips aggrievedly, "Of course I want to, but... your decision is always right, no reason is needed. What's more, Zachary is my shield at Hogwarts, that's enough, When you want to tell me, you will naturally say it. I was afraid that you would be unhappy, so I didn't ask you. "

He laughed out loud, squinting at Zachary, and said, "She's a smart kid, isn't she?"

Zachary nodded weakly, turned over with difficulty, and knelt on the ground respectfully and humbly.

Sera pulled his clothes carefully, and said, "I don't know if Zachary made any mistake, can you forgive him this time...just once."

"Of course." He smiled. "It was originally something that was not worth mentioning."

"Thank you...Master." Zachary lowered his head and spoke with difficulty.

The goal was achieved, and he was very satisfied with the result, so he turned around and left with Saila in his arms, "Rest early, what do you want to eat tomorrow?"

"Anyway, you will always arrange the best for me."

"This time you can choose for yourself."

"Barbecue."

"……no."

"……Humph."

Sierra rested her head on his shoulder and looked at Zachary, who was kneeling there, without blinking.

As if aware of something, Zachary raised his head and met those cold eyes expressionlessly.

Sira raised her chin slightly, looking down at him—like an arbiter.

This is a test.

If she didn't kill Zachary, he'd be resentful of her disobedience—after all, she'd been absolutely obedient to him before.When the time comes, the seeds of doubt will take root and grow into towering trees, and the consequences are not something she can afford.

But if she killed Zachary according to his superficial intentions, he might be even more unhappy—this pure-blooded nobleman is of great use value, and losing his life for a small temptation is not worth the candle.What's more, he may not really let things develop to that point.

The way Anne died has been lingering in her mind.

Only Sera knew how much she wanted to drive the evil Killing Curse into this man's body just now.

She stroked the wand in her sleeve lightly.

——There will still be opportunities.

……

Under the warm sunshine, the three people sitting on the grass and joking...

It had been torn to pieces and burnt to powder.

The author has something to say: So this looming 27W rice dumpling was pulled away.

By the way, Zachary is also a hard-working kid.

Being framed by that guy Xiaolong took the blame.