good man story

Harry didn't learn of this soon-to-be-shocking lie from Irene.He knew it from his drinking buddies.Then he said almost instinctively.

"Impossible, this is a big joke!"

Evan didn't drink whiskey for himself as usual, his eyes were stained with sadness, it was true, the vicissitudes were terrible.

"I wish I had known sooner." This is not a joke.Harry shook his head, he didn't believe it, "Stop talking nonsense, is Voldemort that troublesome?!" As soon as he finished saying this, his heart pounded, Voldemort was indeed so troublesome.Evan ignored him, he was blaming himself, "I should have noticed long ago, when my sister and I were looking for medicinal materials, I should have thought that Voldemort would have such a trick, why am I always one step late, last time That's right, this time it's still..."

Harry didn't know what to say, if it was true—

"How did you know?" How did Evan know this? This should have been kept secret. Why did he know?

"The intelligence network I set up, no one can use it except myself. Even if I hand it over to the General Administration, you only have one-third of it." He said flatly, turning his head to look at Harry. There was not a single bit of dandyism on his face.

"It was Voldemort who drugged your boss, and he was the master who was drunk and dreamy. When he was caught by you, even if he planned this step, with his scheming, he will definitely let her know." Who is she, Harry clear.Evan took out a small box from his pocket and put it in front of Harry.

"I intercepted it in advance. It was left to Sylvia by Voldemort. If I hadn't found out, this thing would be on Sylvia's desk in half a year. Whether she chooses to save it or not, it's not the best thing." result."

Harry opened the small box stiffly, and there was only a piece of paper inside, in Voldemort's handwriting, not much written, just a joke.

——With the help of the medicine man, have you solved your drunkenness and dreams?

The cold sweat invaded, and there was no falsehood.Evan didn't look at Harry who was terrified. With a flick of his hand, he slammed the empty wine bottle to the ground.

"There is no solution, drunk life, dreams and death cannot be detected by others. Even if the antidote is made, even Irene can't be sure whether it is really untied or not. All he can know is the drugged Voldemort. Now that he is dead, let everything It's all useless work." He was terribly calm, and he sighed heavily, without the slightest nostalgia.

"He wants them all to die, and she wants them to die in peace."

Voldemort, it's really scary and chills people's hearts.

"But I won't let him do what he wants." Evan said in a low voice, with a slightly raised smile, faintly like a pure boy, he looked at Harry, and at that moment Harry seemed to see Evan again When I was very young, that fair and quiet boy asked in a low voice to himself.

—Do you know Professor Black?

"She'll help, and nobody can stop her, Harry, can you do me a favor?"

"...Okay." Harry said vaguely.

……

Checking the facts is a particularly difficult task, at least for Harry. He racked his brains to figure out how to speak to Irene, but he never thought that the first thing he brought up was the person next to him.

"Harry, what if Sylvia doesn't live to be 30?"

He was drunk and dreamed of death, and he could not live to be 30 years old.

Harry, "..."

Severus glanced at Harry who was silent, shook his head again and said, "I'm talking nonsense, go to sleep." The breathing coming from the darkness was steady and orderly but not sleeping.

"Do you know drunkenness?" It was Harry who asked first, and then he felt the stiffness of the people around him, and soon there was a voice.

"I'm Prince."

"Is there no way to untie it?"

"...No." With heavy words, Severus turned around and wrapped his arms around Harry's waist. He rarely did such an action. Between him and Harry, it was always Harry who took the initiative, but this time Once he took the initiative and encircled the man's solid waist.Then a low, hoarse voice came from Severus' mouth.

"I can't untie it."

This was Severus' softness, and Harry inexplicably felt grateful, grateful to Sylvia, grateful for everything he could be grateful for.Thank you to her, thank you to many people who took Severus away when he was a child, thank them for giving Severus such a soft heart all these years, thank you——

"...I can't solve it..."

The voice was wet, and the face buried in his chest was a little wet. Harry's eyes were sour, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. He stroked the man's thin back with his big hands, and seemed to be comforting Severus. As if to console himself again, he said.

"...There will be hope, there will be hope, Sev."

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Sylvia is a good person, no one wants her to die.Such a sentence can be said many times to many people, and it will never be dismantled.Evan used such a sentence to deal with all the questions from Irene.In fact, this is not necessary, because after the drunk life, all the secrets of Evan will be seen by Irene.And that's how he drank drunkenly.

——It smells like durian, tastes like dark beer, the boss will give you another dozen!

He made a joke, but no one present could laugh.Evan grinned, showing a particularly sincere smile, and then said in a pleading tone.

—I beg you, don't tell the professor.

In fact, they have no intersection, one Rozier and one Blake.The only overlap is probably when they were the youngest, Mr. Rozier that year, and Professor Black that year.Evan believes that women in this world are used to sleep. If they sleep well, they will get married and have children for a lifetime. If they sleep poorly, they will say goodbye and then become strangers to each other.Professor Black is a woman. She didn't have a stunning appearance, and she didn't have a figure that particularly fascinated Evan, but that was the only person he wanted to sleep with the most.

——Who is the eldest lady of the Black family? Their family is so tightly guarded?

——What does the young lady of the Black family look like? I heard that she is very beautiful. Is it true?

——Missy of the Black family got full marks again this time?

——Missy is quite ruthless, she dares to use such a self-destruct.

——As expected of Missy, she is the champion of the Triwizard Tournament.

——Miss...

——Professor Black, my sister is better than me in everything, why am I always so useless.

—You are you, your sister is your sister, and you are much faster than your sister when you fight off boggarts.

When do emotions turn sour?Evan didn't know either, he buried this in his heart, even though the Professor Black he knew after he went to school was not the same as Missy, not as beautiful, not as powerful, and not as fierce as in the legend, but But it is more like a person than in the legend.The young boy tightly held the candy in his hand, and looked at the talking and laughing professor and the president of the Gate of Atlantis from a distance. After all, he didn't have the courage to give the candy in his hand, let alone the courage Walk under them and say Merry Christmas.

"Hey, why did you fall in love with her? There was no contact at all." At that time, Harry, who had a youthful skin and an adult soul, dragged Evan, who was a teenager both in appearance and inwardness, to get drunk at the Pig's Head Bar.In his adolescence, Severus' rebellion made Harry, an adult, so toothache that he wanted to run naked around Hogwarts three times before cursing him as a fucking dog.It's a pity that streaking is not his style, so he can only get drunk.Alcohol addiction was probably picked up at that time, and Evan, who was obviously a teenager but was entangled in family affairs and suffered from lovesickness, was also infected at the same time.

"I don't know, it's inexplicable, my figure is not good, I'm skinny, I don't have any flesh, I'm so stupid, I can forget everything, and now the sleeping girl can't sleep well."

"Tsk, be civilized, you've blinded your playboy face for nothing."

"What's the matter, there are still girls climbing into my bed."

"Hey, don't change the subject, why do you fall in love with someone who is out of reach?"

The good-looking boy looked up with a sad look on his face, and the half-drunk and half-awake Harry had 120 disdainful thoughts in his heart, pretending to be so serious.

"...I have a crush on my sister..."

"Huh? You like Victoria!"

"No." The boy said, pretending to be an adult, he took a sip of whiskey. Unfortunately, he choked, and the spicy taste entered his stomach, which was still a bit unbearable for the boy.

"I thought all sisters in the world were the same, and they were not good to my younger brother."

"...Then how ignorant you are."

"Yeah, Regulus has a good sister." Evan said, "There are many gentle people in the world, but why is she the only one who gives me the kindness that I can't forget, Harry, what should I do? Will you like Severus?"

"Uh...it seems impossible."

"You drink, I'll hook up with a girl."

"Hey! Stop drinking with me!"

If this is what you want, Bella, if this is what you can't let go of, then let me be your stepping stone, I can't keep you, I will let you go easily, and only appear when you need it There is no me in my life, but you are all in my life.

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The author has something to say:

Recently, JJ smokes so much that I can't even enter the page where I read, I can only enter the management... so sad.

I'm trying to finish this article this month, there's not much left, and the rest is all tricks, eh.

Happy reading, everyone~