good man story

There was no curfew when Sylvia entered the Slytherin common room.Needless to say who to look for, everyone knew that she was looking for Bella.Push the door and walk in without even knocking.Bella was lying on the bed reading a book, she was not asleep yet.Sylvia lay on the bed as soon as she entered the door. The treatment on the soft big bed was much better than that of Gryffindor. Bella kicked her to express her dissatisfaction.

"You Gryffindor have no bed."

"It's uncomfortable to sleep, the people in the dormitory are too noisy." Sylvia said, changing her position to make her lie down more comfortably, and even used Bella's legs as a pillow.

"Isn't there room in the Room of Requirement? What do you think of my place?" Bella didn't quite know why she said this, but she immediately regretted it after she finished speaking.She had a bad premonition that the relationship between her and Xi Wei was now at a delicate stage. It always felt weird for Bella to work so hard to maintain this delicate feeling, but both reason and intuition told her that the best thing to do now was to maintain it. Good this subtlety.

"A place to sleep." Xi Wei said, turned over and lay on the bed, and took out the deck of blood cards from her pocket, and started her daily brushing.

"History of Magic left homework, I don't want to write it, you write it for me."

"I shouldn't be used to your stinking problem. It's not like you can't write." Bella said so, put down the book in her hand, and took the parchment from the side, "What's the topic?"

"The goblin war." Sylvia said, and then began to shuffle the cards.Bella was writing the thesis on the side, and she didn't think it was Sylvia who cheated at all.Sylvia spread out the cards, and said in front of Bella, "Choose one."

"Don't go to sleep?" She pointed her finger casually, but didn't touch the cards, and asked.Sylvia shook her head, "Sleep later." The magic power from the fingertips was transferred to the cards, and surprisingly, the deck of blood cards became clean.

"Choose a number from 1 to 13."

"7."

"Always choose 7, and never change to another one."

"That's 13."

"You didn't say it earlier, I've chosen it, and I'll talk about it next time." Sylvia said, and after about a minute, the cards began to appear, and Sylvia was amused, "Hehe, you're really lucky this time. "

"Who is it?"

"Tom Riddle." Sylvia said, Bella looked up from the paper, waiting for her next sentence.

"Tom Marvolo Riddle, born on December 1926, 12, male. Pet Nagini. In 31, his alias was Voldemort. He currently lives in the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic. He is a senior official of the Ministry of Magic and a candidate for the next generation of Minister of Magic. One. Half-blood. Faith, pure-blood supremacy, wizards over Muggles. Salazar Slytherin, let me see what dark little secret Voldemort has."

"Is he really a Slytherin?"

"Well, don't talk about descendants, even if Slytherin comes in person and threatens me, I will still wipe him out."

"Why do you love to hold grudges so much?"

"That won't work. Threatening anyone can't threaten a Potter. If you dare to threaten me, I will let him know why the flowers are so popular. Voldemort grew up in an orphanage. Well, he had a lot of deals with Bojinbok. He won money at the age of 28." Hufflepuff's gold cup and Slytherin's pendant. Antiques, you can sell them for a lot of money if you try to pick them up. Fuck me, his Boggart turned out to be his own death."

"Isn't it normal to see yourself dying?"

"It's quite normal. I didn't expect him to be afraid of this. You know, the timid is afraid of the bold, and the bold is afraid of death."

Bella criticized her Gryffindor thinking, and Sylvia shrugged it off.She doesn't care about a kid. Only those who have really experienced death will realize that death is nothing. The most important thing is to die for something. If Sylvia were to do it all over again, she would still do it that way.

"He's so bold."

"what happened?"

"He just cut himself into slices in his early 30s."

"Uh, what do you mean?"

"Horcrux, have you heard of it?"

"I saw it in the book." Bella said in a low voice. In her previous life, her brain must have been caught by the door, and Voldemort took a favor from Black for nothing.It's fine to die, but it's still tricky, so Bella has always refused to admit that Voldemort sliced ​​her soul in her previous life.It's a pity that in this life, the naked reality is in front of her, which makes her look like a failure no matter what angle she looks at.

"Let me see." Bella said that she was going to get the death tarot card, and Sylvia quickly hid it aside, "Don't touch this, this is a black magic item, and anyone who touches the magic power will be killed by it." Automatic storage, I can know all the other party's information through this tarot card. It's okay to put it in my hand, if one day I lose this deck of cards, it will be easy for others to check you. "

"Then what are you doing carefully? It's not something ulterior."

"Tsk, are you stupid? Others can know how dangerous you are. Even Voldemort's extremely hidden secrets can be revealed, and what else can't be revealed. If I want to find out, what color underwear is Dumbledore wearing? I can check it out from this deck of cards. I'll show you what you want to see." When Sylvia said this, Bella was a little moved, but she didn't touch that one anymore, she had a lot of secrets, It would be troublesome if Sylvia knew about it, or it would be a big trouble if anyone knew about it.

"I'll look at the Dark Lord's."

"What do you want to know about him?"

"How powerful he is."

Sylvia input magic power, the cards floated in the air and took on a three-dimensional shape, and then a series of data were displayed.Bella frowned and asked, "What do those question marks mean, are they immeasurable?"

"Uh, I don't have enough magic power to open it, and I can't show the whereabouts of the Horcrux. I'm so stupid, his combat power is actually nine gold stars. I only have nine silver stars."

Silvia is upset!She is an outsider, and she has read those crooked novels about martial arts practice. This time, she spent more than a year thinking about it with magic and figured out a way to increase her force value, which is not comparable to others. But at least he is much stronger than the natives, but why is Voldemort so powerful?Is it really a boss bonus?

"Pfft, you're just in first grade, what do you compare him to?" Bella sneered.Sylvia rolled her eyes, I've been with you for two lifetimes, what do I have to say to you brat.After collecting the cards, he shuffled them again and said, "Hmph, let me see how many stars you have in combat power. You are only a Bronze Star at best!" Bella raised her eyebrows, "It's not that I'm not on this card. information?"

"Anyone has it. This deck of cards is bound to the birth system of the magic world, but the ones shown are all basic. Bellatrix B. Black."

Pointing her finger on the card, the Tarot of Death automatically jumped out of a bright card. Sylvia picked it up and stared at the person in front of her with wide eyes.

"Damn, it's not scientific! You have three gold stars."

"What do you mean?"

"Start with copper stars, then silver stars, then gold stars. There are nine stars in each level, and the most powerful one is nine gold stars. Do you still have three gold stars? Dumbledore only has seven." Sylvia immediately tasted it Already, are the local aborigines so powerful?Nope, Charles only has three gold stars!

Bella shrugged. If she hadn't been as good as this little kid in her two lives, then her last life would have been in vain, but you can't say this to this little kid, "I'm the first in grade, of course I'm better than you."

"It's unscientific, and I haven't seen how powerful you are. The first Dark Lord only had eight gold stars, and you will be even more powerful when you become an adult." Sylvia was full of jealousy.

The first demon king.Gellert Greenwald, her teacher.Bella put away the emotion in her eyes, then scratched her head, intending to comfort the little kid.

"You know, my body is a bit special, and my magic power can't grow again. Unlike you, there is a lot of room for improvement."

"I really know how to say it nicely. Let's not talk about that. In the future, don't touch this deck of cards anyway. If it falls into someone else's hands, you will be in bad luck. A 12-year-old pure blood with three gold stars, you will become a hot commodity." of."

"Are you so afraid of losing the deck?"

"Make sure everything is safe, you have written the thesis, and I'm going to sleep." Sylvia said that he put the death tarot card on the table, stripped himself naked, and got into bed directly.Bella rolled her eyes and kicked her. It's a pity that Sylvia's instant sleep skills are really full.

"Hey."

"..."

"...Hey, can't you go to sleep on the eighth floor?"

"..."

It is asleep.Bella was speechless, she reached out to poke the little kid's fair and tender face.She understood that this little kid really cared about her, protected her, and loved her without asking for anything in return.Although a bit domineering, scheming, and whimsical, this little kid is the only one who protects her and loves her like this in this life, and in two lifetimes.

"Xi Wei, thank you. Before you reach the peak, let me protect you first."

……

Compared with the clubs in the first half of the school year, the clubs in the second half of the school year are a bit dull, but this is a good buffer period.Facts have proved that Ron's future chess talent was inherited from his father, and Arthur won the first prize and was also featured in the Daily Prophet. No.2 is Lucius Malfoy of Slytherin.Tsk tsk, this is fun to watch, probably that's how the bond between those two people was formed.

Sylvia ended her first year of school life with the first grade in her grade.Generally speaking, it's not too hard, at least she hasn't missed any of the things she should do, whether it's the family or things she will do in the future.Before the holiday, Sylvia gave all her homework to her best friend.The best friend nodded in agreement succinctly, which made Sylvia extremely relieved how correct it was to correct a foolish fan back then.

Just when she was in a happy mood and ready to start a two-month happy vacation without summer homework, she never thought that her parents really prepared her a gift comparable to sparks hitting the earth!

"what?!!!!"

Sylvia's scream could penetrate the protective cover of the Potter family, and her father and mother were sitting opposite.The two boys, James and Severus, didn't understand what happened, so they saw their father and adoptive father say something lightly—it's getting cold, take a child home.Then there was this screaming, and this movement.What kind of action?Sylvia's baby goldfish was almost crushed to death by herself.

"Hehe, skinny boy, let's go for a stroll~" The one who spoke was Doria, the skinny boy was James, and the soft boy was Severus.Both James and Severus wanted to see a joke, but it was useless for Doria, so they carried away one by one, and then only the old master and the young master were left in the room.

The young master rescued his precious goldfish, and then the old master told the whole story.

"Master, do you know that you have an aunt?"

"The one who ran away from home?" The old man in the portrait room said that Sylvia's father is not the only child, and he has an older sister named Polki Potter, but Sylvia has never seen this person , Said that this child ran away from home after finishing the fifth grade. The reason was not because he loved this thing.At best, he is naive and brave, at worst, he is bold, stupid and desperate.In this way, when she was in fifth grade, the girl embarked on the so-called journey of breaking into the world with her report card that was less than half a bottle dangling.The old old Potter was anxious, the old old Potter was worried, and the old old Potter had nothing to do. By the time the old old Potter knew about it, the innocent girl had already set foot on a distant place where no trace could be found.

It disappeared like this for many years, and when it reappeared, the girl turned into a woman with a full belly. The girl was no longer stupid or naive, and old Potter saw his own big girl before he died.

"Then why don't I know?"

"My sister has something on her mind, so she doesn't say anything. She came back and left again. I don't want to let her go, but I can't stop her."

"...I'm asking why I don't know."

"Because I didn't want you to know." The old guy said this, without the meaning of joking, "My sister is the person I respect the most in my life, and she doesn't want me to mention it, but you can't never know, let alone What's more, something like this happened."

"What happened?"

"She's dead." Sylvia wanted to say condolences, but the question was wrong. Charles's sister was her aunt. Isn't it too unfamiliar to say condolences like this?Sylvia thought so, and Chales waved his hand and said, "Don't get involved with the things of the older generation, you little ones. Telling you about this is to let you get my nephew here, my nephew used to Not too well."

"Where's his father?"

It was the father of Charles' nephew.Charles rolled his eyes, and then didn't answer her, "Don't worry about it, I'm going to decide on this child, if you don't care, I'll come by myself."

"...I didn't say I don't care, but you told me the truth! Besides, I don't know where that child is now."

"In the seed."

"..."

Sylvia was silent. After looking at someone for a long time, he choked out such a sentence, "Are you sure that is indeed your sister's child?"

"That's my aunt's son, your cousin."

"That's the seed your cousin planted." Sylvia retorted, sullenly.Charles stared, but it didn't have much effect, so he could only say, "If you don't care, I'll go find Voldemort, anyway, he's been courting me recently."

"Crack!" The big cup fell directly to the ground, and Sylvia turned his face and yelled out immediately.

"You are endless!!! Did I move it?!! What kind of identity is that, let alone me, did you move it? Who in the wizarding world moved it? If Voldemort dares to sell you this Ren Qing, don't even try to stand up from him in your fucking life!"

"That's your own cousin." Chales didn't get angry, he just said that, neither salty nor bland, and Sylvia's anger disappeared instantly.As long as the issue of blood relationship is added to anything, it will be difficult to handle.Seeing that Xiao's anger had subsided, the old master still felt a little distressed in his heart. After all, he was his own daughter, and he also felt distressed. He sighed, and the old man said such a sentence.

"My sister told me that she was sorry for me. If she had a little more brains when she was a child, she wouldn't have to suffer for my brother. I told my sister that the family was fine. Later, when my sister left, she said that she would be considered dead. It won't cause me any trouble. Later, when my sister came back with the child, she told me that she would protect the child in her stomach even if she died. Xi Wei, whether you agree or disagree, this is my My sister's only blood."

If it’s hard, it’s soft, Bella is not here, if she were here, she would kneel down to Charles and throw herself on the ground and say that.

—You are ruthless, you are more fucking ruthless than Voldemort.

Sylvia looked at the person in front of her. She knew his little scheme and understood what Charles was doing, but she couldn't say anything if she refused.So she could only say, "I can figure it out, I can do it if I can, if I can't, just blow it up, if you dare to find Voldemort, I will really run away from home with my mother and brother."

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The author has something to say:

——Sylvia, are you wronged?

--Wronged.

——Have you learned to behave?

--piss off! ! !

——oh~