good man story

"When I was very young, my mother said to me, one day you will grow up, and at that time there will be someone who will be worthy of your entrustment for life, he will take you away, and then you will have you freedom, you will have your life, you will have your love, and you will have your happiness. I have been waiting for that person to appear, I thought that person would have blond hair, blue eyes, and a beautiful face, I thought that It's the girl of my dreams, but in reality, it's not."

The pupils are gentle and tender, and that gaze seems to be deeply rooted in love.The beautiful face, and the soft voice, in this dim but warm scene, are extraordinarily moving.

Sylvia sniffed, really wanting to sneeze in an uncomfortable atmosphere.But she couldn't do it now, picked up the exquisite utensils containing brandy, took a sip, and smiled at the corner of her lips. She tried her best to be affectionate, and then Sylvia found that she really didn't know how to be affectionate.

"I don't know if I have this honor."

"Hehe, what a pity, that's not you." Girl, no, it should be a woman.This girly Abel didn't show the girly smile that he should have in this smile.

It was a mature, steady and calculating smile.

Hehe, the fox tail can't hide anymore.Sylvia thought, feeling a sense of relief in her heart.

"I'm sorry." Abel said sorry, and looked up again, the youthfulness disappeared, and Sylvia saw a breath of Eugene in her eyes.

"I'm really happy these days in the UK. Thank you for letting me experience the life of a real girl. If those lies are removed, this is probably the happiest period of my life."

"My honor." Sylvia smiled lightly.

"I wanted to stay for a while longer, but I'm afraid I can't. My brother has already started."

What started?Sylvia knew, Eugene said, that there seemed to be a lot of commotion in France, and several important members of the Ministry of Magic died tragically at home.

"I must go back with the fruits of victory, so that my brother can fight without bloodshed."

"Heh, the killing has already begun, so how can you say that the soldiers are bloodless?"

"Great things are first piled up with blood, Sylvia, you understand this truth as much as I do." Sylvia had to admit that Abel did look a little more comfortable when he didn't pretend.

"I hope you can help us. After success, the Moller family is willing to bow down for you alone."

"In my world, there are no masters and servants. Abel, you must have found the wrong person." Sylvia said as she let down the wine glass, and she looked at Albert again, with an unbelievable spirit in her eyes.

"What is the current situation? Your Moller family took the lead, and you have already controlled the Auror Division with your elder brother's ability. In fact, why do you need to learn from me, and you can just control the Ministry of Magic directly. Why do you need to independently form the Auror Division."

"The reason is the same as yours."

Sylvia raised her eyebrows and retorted, "Back then there was Voldemort in England, and the people in the Ministry of Magic were not like Aurors. They would never bow to him. No matter how powerful I was, I couldn't control every member of the Ministry of Magic. people--"

"This is just an excuse." Abel interrupted her, and said in a very serious tone, "What you cultivate is not an Auror, but an army. If you don't become an independent Auror Division, you just control the Ministry of Magic. Once you If there is an accident, the British wizarding world will be in chaos, but now, even if you die, the wizarding world will continue to operate normally with the existence of the Ministry of Magic and the Wizengamot. You gave up for the sake of longer-term development. So far , what you have produced is what I see coming to a complete political system."

"A very keen point of view." Sylvia said, it is true that what Albert said was true. "But don't tell me that you, the Moller family, have no plans to commit suicide. Once you succeed, the military power will be in your hands, and the Ministry of Magic will be nothing more than your dog."

"You are right, but in order to protect ourselves, we have to guard against it."

Sylvia sneered, with a hint of disdain in her eyes, "Even if I don't tell you how big your Moller family is, you will know that even if the Ministry of Magic has a heart for you, they won't be able to move you."

Abel also smiled, and shook her head with a smile. She did not deny Sylvia's point of view, but agreed with it.

"Indeed, you know that for some reason, there are many people who regard our family as a thorn in the flesh, but no one dares to object openly. The Ministry of Magic is not a problem for us." When she said this, she paused for a moment, her eyes closed. Looking at Sylvia, he said without joking at all.

"We want to guard against you."

"... Tsk, that's not what you should say."

"Perhaps, to be more precise, we want to guard against you, England."

In fact, looking at it from another angle, what Abel said is not unreasonable. The British wizarding world was in chaos when Voldemort was alive. Sylvia took advantage of this situation to eliminate all potential dangers and kill Voldemort. , With the army, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as impenetrable.Although there are not many people in the first team, they are all elites. Once the Ministry of Magic decides to go to war with the outside world, the chances of winning are great.

"I'm really not interested in starting a world war." Sylvia shrugged and said, although she wanted to say that you really thought too much.

"Since I dare to say it, I know that you don't want to go to war." Indeed, Abel's insight is very strong, and Sylvia praised her in the bottom of her heart, and began to turn her head.

"Tell me, what do you want from me?"

"A name."

"The medicine man's name?"

"Yes, it's just a name."

The abacus is really good, Sylvia thought.The Mole family must not stay, Sylvia thought again.

"The medicine man can't give it." Sylvia said with certainty, with the appearance that there was no possibility of even discussing it.Abel didn't show any disappointment on his face, which made Sylvia more convinced that Moller couldn't stay, and neither could this woman.

"I'll give you someone, if you can do it, do it, if you can't, then it has nothing to do with me."

"Hehe, Xi Wei, everyone is a political mess, how can they not understand that other people's people belong to other people after all, besides, my brother is in charge of the Auror Division, we have no shortage of people." They really have no shortage of people. With Al already in control of the Auror Division, there is really nothing missing.

"We just need an excuse, an excuse that can deter the Ministry of Magic," Abel said.Sylvia realized suddenly, and understood what they wanted medicine for.Using the name of the medicine man, framing the Ministry of Magic, and then creating public opinion pressure, using this excuse to leave the Ministry of Magic, tsk tsk, it is really not difficult to do it without bloodshed.

"I'll give you an excuse, what can you give me?"

"Within a hundred years, the Moller family will not step into the British territory, and the Hubert family will bow their heads." In terms of benefits, this is indeed a very rich profit, but it is a pity that Sylvia is not keen on it.

"I don't want your surrender, I want Dianyi's tears."

"it is good."

Abel said it very easily.Sylvia raised her eyebrows and looked at her happily. The words she said were more or less mixed with other meanings.

"Is it so easy to agree to the family heirloom?"

"We have been preparing for this day for many years, Sylvia, Moller can only succeed, not fail."

Sylvia nodded, raised her glass, and pointed at Abel.

"Then wish us a happy cooperation."

What answered her was the crisp sound of glasses hitting each other.

"Pleasant to work with."

……

—Brother, she agreed.

——Is that so, hehe, it took so long, it's not like your style.

——She is very cunning, I admit that I am not her opponent, except for the medicine man, she promised us one thing.

——Medicine man, I can't force it, but since this is the case, things are easier to handle. She didn't say what she wanted?

——I said, she wanted Dian Yi's tears.

—Dian Yi's tears?What does she want it for?

——If my guess is correct, she has a very close relationship with the medicine man.

——That's it, hehe, tell her, get ready to get married.

——…Is my brother trying to put pressure on the Ministry of Magic through a political marriage?

——Hehe, I have grown a lot, and this trip to England was not in vain.

——Thank you for the compliment, I'll do it now.

——Go ahead and tell her by the way that I, Axel Moller, don't ask for anything, I just love Sylvia Potter alone, and it's best not to bring anything that makes me unhappy, otherwise I will Very ungentlemanly.

--……good……