good man story

After the pain dissipates, there is a sense of weakness that can spread to the limbs.The speed of the brain's return was a bit slow, and Bella couldn't figure out what was going on, so she could only let her body be attacked by those powerless feelings that could make people crazy.After she finally gathered up some strength to continue thinking about what happened, she suddenly didn't want to think about it anymore.

Is this retribution?

Because you didn't keep the promise you made?Because there is no eternal follow master?What is this second life for?Is it a new beginning, or a continuation?Or is it all just the price she paid for her selfishness.

Selfish.

Regardless of her family's position, she only thought about her own happiness and anger, and approached Gryffindor wantonly; she never considered Walburga's embarrassment, and did what she wanted to do, no matter before or now; The resentment from last time was brought to this time, while enjoying the protection, but bored them in my heart.For her own freedom, she let go of the responsibilities of the patriarchal daughter, handed over everything to others, and lived her own life, but she never thought about how many good words and laughs she would need to exchange for her selfishness. Come; she knows that the person she loves is suffering, but for herself, she has been separated for many years, leaving only a word of waiting.

Selfish enjoyment of everything, is this retribution?

If it was true, then what right did she have to shed tears that symbolized shame?

She wanted to suppress the tears that were about to rush out, and she also wanted to squeeze out a smile, and then show everyone that she was fine.

She succeeded, but also failed.The tightly closed eyes sealed the tears, but she couldn't bend a deceptive smile.

If this cannot be done, then how will she face those family members who care about her, how will she face the people she loves?

She wanted to open her eyes and smile, and then say that I'm fine, but the moment she opened her eyes, she saw her mother's concerned face, and she forced a smile, but the tears rolled down after all, scorching hot, Red more than one pair.

Ideals and reality are always different, and this is probably never just talk.She couldn't stop the tears from the corners of her eyes, so she could only bite her lip to stop her sobbing.She has made her family bear everything for her, and this time she must not let those who truly love her be sad again.

She shouldn't be so selfish. After enjoying everything, she should be ashamed to deceive everything with tears.

But, Bella, do you still remember that you are just a woman of flesh and blood.After suffering so much, but still taking other people's feelings into consideration, how can you put away the grievance and pain in your heart?

There was a cry. Sylvia took a look, then turned around, and leaned wantonly against the cold wall, letting the coldness spread to her heart.She closed her eyes, thinking about those teary eyes.She gritted her teeth, suffering from the pain in her chest that was burned by tears.

——Look, Sylvia Potter, you are really capable, she has never cried since she was a child, and you made it the first time.

"Is that all?" Irene said softly, with loss and guilt.Sylvia shook her head, trying to make a smile, but she couldn't force it.

"That's it." She said, put her hands in her pockets, and turned around with big strides, as if she had never been here, and as if she had just left.

Irene sighed faintly, why did such a separation cause an uncomfortable heartache.

……

When Eugenina arrived on the seventh floor, Sylvia was lying on the sofa, holding the playing cards in her hand, and now they were scattered on the ground, and she was already asleep.Eugenina knew that the people in front of her hardly slept well during the days when the eldest lady was not awake.

An Jing cleaned up the scattered cards on the ground, and put the sent documents on the table.As soon as Eugenina put the blanket on her body, Sylvia woke up.His eyes were bloodshot, and his red face was inexplicably distressing.

"There's nothing wrong with the bureau, go home and sleep, or go to the next door."

Sylvia shook her head, turned over and asked vaguely, "What's the matter?"

"Nothing, everything is on the right track."

"Well... I'll lie down for a while."

It was quite cold, Eugenina thought about it, and asked, "What are you going to do with Voldemort? The Ministry of Magic is putting pressure on things like Horcruxes..."

"There are no more Horcruxes, and they were all destroyed in front of Voldemort. If the minister wants it, he will give it to Harry." Sylvia didn't seem to intend to explain this too much.Eugenina looked at her and sighed softly. She went to see Voldemort, and she didn't look good.

"Did you lynch him?"

"...Why?" She stopped lying down and sat up from the sofa.Sylvia had a cold face, with absolute displeasure.Eugenina can understand Sylvia. Anyone who changes this matter will do it, let alone Sylvia.

"It's not good to do it this way." She said that without saying anything else, but said something neither serious nor serious in this neutral tone.Sylvia yawned and nodded, "I've beaten him enough, I'll kill him."

"The Ministry of Magic and the Wizengamot are looking for dignitaries, so we—"

"Oh!"

With her hands hanging down on the sofa vigorously, Sylvia's face was frighteningly irritated, the air condensed for a moment, probably Sylvia herself realized that she was wrong, so she took a soft breath and said in a cold voice, "Should Follow the procedure and follow the procedure, I will not beat him in the face."

"Okay, then I'll let them do it." After she finished speaking, she walked outside, and Sylvia looked at the ground and asked dryly.

"How many days?"

"what?"

"How long can I beat him?"

"The sooner the better, the people will—"

"A few more days!!!"

"Two days."

"understood."

Really LOW.

At the moment the door was closed, Sylvia thought.She raised her foot and kicked at the expensive desk. She smashed everything in the room. She vented her anger on a pile of innocent objects, but in the end, she could only kneel under the desk. , holding her head tightly, she curled herself into a ball, as if she wanted to hide herself, but she couldn't hide her tears after all.She thought of Bella, thought of the silent tears.Sylvia couldn't stop her sobbing and shed tears like Bella, so she could only open her throat, blushed, and let the tears flow and howl wantonly.

Voldemort said, even if I die a thousand times, or a hundred times, you will always be in boundless pain.

It's a void that can't be filled with killing, it's a void that can't be filled with love, it's a circle that can never be complete, there's just one tiny piece missing, whether it's blood, or With life, whether it is tears or joy, it cannot be completed.

It wasn't Voldemort who took that small piece, but Sylvia herself.

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Sylvia actually didn't know what kind of grand event that day was.She didn't participate in Voldemort's execution when she was supposed to be there. It was Arthur who went for her, and Sylvia didn't have anything important to do. It's just that she was hungover in a Muggle bar last night and drank until late. So much so that when Voldemort's head fell to the ground, Sylvia was still unconscious.It was only later that Arthur said that Voldemort was very disappointed that he didn't see her. He also heard that he was smiling before he died, and then he asked Arthur to give Sylvia a sentence, a sentence that was half-understood.

——Who lost and who won?

Sylvia rubbed her hangover head that was so sore that it was about to explode, and went back to the bar without saying anything.She wanted to just get drunk like this.But fortunately, Sylvia was drunk, and none of the things that should be done were left behind. Whether it was the remaining Death Eaters, or something else, she was drunk, but she didn't let the Auror Headquarters sink like this.

After catching the Death Eaters, Rodolphs was also kicked into Azkaban by Marlene. After Voldemort died, those Death Eaters should be killed. No one can escape every day. Rodolphs calculated My day is thinking about seeing my wife and unborn child before I die.The time has not yet come, but he was taken out for an interrogation. The merits and demerits were equalized. Lestrange's family took out a large sum of gold. It is said that someone else interceded for him. Who interceded for him, Rodolph He didn't know, he knew his coffers were half empty, and he came out with his wand.

When I was going out, I happened to meet Evan Rozier, whom I had met a few times, with longer hair, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, and his jeans were so dirty that the background color could not be seen.After chatting for a few words, I heard from him that he was just released and murdered.It was Victoria Rozier who killed it.Rodolphs blinked. He felt that he had to stay away from this man, who looked so weak that he struck hard.Thinking of this, Evan stood up from the ground, hooked up with Harry who had just come out, and said that he was going to get a hangover.Harry didn't refuse. At the beginning, he promised to hangover with him for a week, but he couldn't for a week, but he definitely couldn't run away tonight.Harry kindly asked Rodolphus if he would like to join him for a few drinks to celebrate the catastrophe.Rodolphus thought about it and shook his head. His wife has been worrying about this matter recently, and she is still in the hospital. He has to go to see his wife and children first.

In this way, one goes to the left and two goes to the right.

The wife and children are all right, but they are frightened and frightened, and they can rest for a few days. Rodolphs is all right, so is she.Coming out of St. Mungo's, it was still early, and Rodolphs turned around and went to another hospital.

The process of getting in was quite troublesome, whether it was searching the body, checking the documents, or confiscating the wand, it took a lot of time.Rodolphs waited patiently until the check was over, thinking that he would be able to get in, but he was stopped by a large page of forms handed over by the staff before he stepped in.He wrote his name in the column for residents, and he wrote friends in the column for relationships.The form is given out, and according to the staff's words, you can enter after writing this.Rodolphus was about to step in, but the other party stopped him again after glancing at the form.

After waiting for a long time, a team of Aurors came over, and the leader was a half-acquaintance.An old classmate in school, Arthur Weasley.After checking inside and out three times, Rodolphus especially wanted to call him your uncle!But the other party's half-smile expression told him, if you dare to scold, then check it three times.

When I checked it for the third time, it was Sylvia who came out of it.Turning his head, he saw Arthur here, and then saw Rodolphus, and asked, why are you not off work now?Arthur said he was on duty today.He also said that Rodolphus wanted to go in and see the professor, and he was here to check.When Sylvia heard this, she waved her hand and said, don't check, just go in.She said so, and Arthur let it go.He also casually asked Sylvia, why did you get off work so early today?When Rodolphs left, he heard Sylvia's words, and she said to go drink.Arthur asked, drink again?Sylvia's voice was quite vague, but Rodolphs could tell that what she said was nothing to do.

Rodolphs has never been a man with feelings, but after hearing this, he felt sour.This soreness can spread to the entire chest, it's not good, how can a big man feel this way?

It wasn't too long a day, less than half a month ago, he saw the dying Bella that day, but now he didn't seem to be healthy and happy.The smell is unbelievable, it can make the sourness that has just risen explode in the chest cavity, blown into pieces, and blown into ashes.

The question "Are you okay?" was stuck in my throat, but I couldn't say it.

Bella woke up a few days ago, her physical strength is slowly recovering, she can walk and move, but she still can't get out of this ward.The distance was so far that she could walk to the door, but she didn't have the strength to walk back.

Irene said that this was the initial reaction, because the bones and flesh have been reshaped, everything is brand new, just like a newborn baby, it will take a while to use it freely.And after a while, Irene didn't know how long it was.Druela was with her in the ward. She saw Rodolphs coming, said hello, and then left. Bella told her to go home. She was fine by herself.The old lady didn't agree or disagree, but the expression on her face was not very happy.Bella smiled and said it again, and the old lady agreed. She also quietly closed the door, leaving the space for her and her friends.

"Weird?"

I haven't seen you for many years, and the first sentence to a long-lost friend is not long time no see, nor how good it is recently, but so natural, so ordinary, as natural as if their parting was just yesterday.

One sentence is very strange.Rodolphs was suddenly moved. It turned out that whether it was a lover or a friend, Bella was always a woman who made him worth giving.

"Master, let me see how you are, little girl."

He is no longer young, and when he meets such an innocent friend, he blurts out the unfamiliar and familiar title so naturally.Friends, no matter how many years of estrangement, no matter how big the gap is, the moment we look at each other is the first youth.

The blooming smile, the curves of the lips are clearly outlined, whether it is Bella or Rodolphs.

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Trying to get back to the double update, but... I'm so tired... I've been addicted to playing LOL recently... It's all my fault... I'm sorry...