good man story

Voldemort left behind the writing, as well as the syringe containing the black potion.

Eugenina said that if you can not use this, it is best not to.Irene asked her why at the time, a thing that kills two birds with one stone can lose people's hearts and abolish a combat power, so why not do it?Besides, she might still have a chance of getting that thing's blood.Irene remembered that she answered like this at the time, and Eugenina pushed back her glasses and replied coldly.

will be damned.

Irene can still think of Sylvia touching her nose and saying, Tat for tat, they are not afraid of doing so many wicked things, I just push the boat along with the flow.

Eugenina is right.will be damned.She is not the most talented black potion master of the Prince family, because she can't make the potion called Regret at all.If the person lying on the hospital bed was replaced by her Severus.Irene's eyes were red, and tears flowed down involuntarily, as sad as if she had lost everything.And in front of her was a syringe filled with black potions. There were originally seven potions of different colors, but now there was only one left.Irene remembered how excited she was when she hung this potion on the black market. No matter who it was, it was finally possible to see the legendary..., but now, she even wanted to use the time converter to go back in time and kill herself.

Pushing open the door, Irene didn't look up to see anyone, she quickly wiped away her tears, trying to show that she was fine, but the other party handed over a tissue, Irene took it to wipe away her guilt, but that thing was It cannot be erased by anything.

"Is this the 'Dream Flower'?"

What a beautiful name, the flower in my dream, so beautiful that people can't help but want to get close to it, to get it?But their function is only to turn a living person into a cold experimental body.

"...Eugene, half of my life has been miserable. I was raped by my lover, but I was finally unloved. Did I deserve it?"

A long sigh sounded, and Eugenina patted the woman's shoulder, without pity or ridicule, she just said lightly, "No one wants to do this, you and I have already made up our minds that we must die, It's just that Merlin doesn't want to keep good people for a long time." She paused and added, "They still don't know where Voldemort got the 'dream flower'." Not many people know, the two of them, Marlene alone , one for Harry, and one for Sylvia.

"Cough." Marlene coughed dryly at the door to attract the women's attention. He saw Eugenina's gaze but failed to see Irene's gaze, and could only say, "Well, the boss asked, is this you?" Did you make that 'dream flower'?"

Irene nodded, and said yes with difficulty.

"Voldemort didn't do anything in there, did he?"

Erin shook her head.

Ma Lin scratched his head, and said, "Well, there is really no way to stop?" He didn't hold out too much hope. He knew that the dream flower plan was also a part of it. There was a pharmaceutical material called semi- human effort.Marlene is a half-human, he contributed his hard work, he doesn't care who is unlucky, he only knows that he is a half-human and can't use the 'Dream Flower'.

"...No...the last dose is the final reshaping of magic power and flesh and blood, you don't need to die."

If you use it, you will die.

This is a particularly difficult multiple choice question.If Sylvia chose to use it, there was still at least half the chance of surviving, but Sirius cried and yelled at Sylvia.

——Even if my sister died, she wouldn't want to be like this! ! !

Then Walburga slapped him, but first his own eyes were red.Druella couldn't cry anymore, she just sat there like a lost soul.And Signus didn't cry, he had a white face and made the same choice as Sylvia.

At least there is still a chance.

At least……

Hands are cold and people are numb.Sylvia had imagined countless reunion scenarios, but she hadn't thought of this one.She also thought about saying it loudly to her when she saw her again.

--look!The peaceful and prosperous world created by me alone!

But how can there be laughter and singing?

—Look!The Splendid World I created alone!

But who will sit back and enjoy the benefits?

She imagined that Bella would curl her lips in a sneer, then tap her head with her fingers moderately, and curse with a smile.

——It’s been so long, why are you still so arrogant?

She imagined that Bella would applaud and clap her hands, then gently kissed the corner of her lips, and said softly.

—Well, let's get a marriage certificate before going home.

"...I forced Voldemort to have nowhere to retreat, I tricked Albus into surrendering automatically, I played around with the Ministry of Magic, and I played the entire wizarding world so hard that I don't know how hard the bone is." I gnawed it down, you see, I also uprooted things like seeds, even the scumbags can’t escape my palm, then Ma Lin will stay under my hands as usual, I will let him go Walking eastward, he dared not look westward. All the bullshit pure-bloods and the Order of the Phoenix are all defeated by me, big and small. No one can stop me from what I want to do. If I sneezed, the magic world would be shaken three times. I said, who dares to overthrow the rain, you don’t know, people call me the cold-faced king, I never thought about it, but if I want to cover it with one hand God, no one will stop me, they will just cheer loudly and be willing to become servants. You see, I am so powerful, I am so strong, no matter what time it is, people are looking up to me, and I am something they cannot surpass in their entire lives Existence, Sylvia Potter's name can be recorded in the annals of history, and can be remembered through the ages..."

She counted her achievements without exaggerating or belittling a word.

"...But, what use do I need these?"

Sylvia was asking the people who were in endless pain, and she was also asking herself.

"I want to give you a peaceful and prosperous life and make you happy in this life. I still think that I will resign when the end is over. If you still want to go around, I will accompany you. Whether it is climbing mountains or going out to sea, I will follow you. You can teach me to dive, and I can teach you to swim. If you want to stop and live a simple life, I will open a milk tea shop and make milk tea for you every day. If you have too much, you can always make mustard flavor. If you are busy, you can go to the store, go shopping, watch movies, watch dramas. If you want a child, let’s have one. If you are afraid of pain, I will give birth. Don't force it, find your younger brother or my younger brother to adopt one, you can have any surname, it doesn't matter if it's a boy or a girl, you're the mother, I'm the father, you're in charge of teasing him, I'm in charge of letting him be teased by you, you always say I have a strong desire to control and a bad temper. I will not be like this in the future. You can do whatever you want. You let me walk the dog. I will never tease cats. I will not participate in politics. I will stay with you, I will go wherever you go, until we can no longer walk, and then you die first, I am reluctant to leave you alone in this world, but don't be afraid, stop on the Naihe bridge, I will be there right away, reincarnation is also together, you are on the left and I am on the right, come again and I will be next to you, when I can climb, I will climb to your house, come again as a childhood sweetheart, don’t think about growing up alone , if I lose you, no one can lose you. Tell me, how about we stay together forever like this?"

Sylvia didn't cry, there were no tears in her eyes, it was dry pain, and then her heart also hurt, and her stomach was hurt, and she thought it would be good to die like this.

—Sylvia D. Porter, I, Araminta Isa Melibran, curse you with my soul, curse your loved ones, suffer a thousand sufferings, the empire you forged, fleeting, your For future generations, male thieves and female prostitutes, I swear with my soul, when you die, three thousand blood will be shed, your body will be trampled by thousands of people, your name will be reviled for generations, and your soul will never rest in peace! ! !

"Bella, I'm not afraid of three thousand bloodshed, being trampled by thousands of people, being infamous through the ages, and not being able to rest forever. I'm afraid that one day, you're gone, but I'm still alive..."

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