good man story

Xenophilius moved into Potter Manor, Sylvia did not ask Xenophilius questions, she is not stupid, she knows very well that even if she asked him, he would not say anything, as for Legilimency, she really has no guts She didn't dare to use it, especially when she thought of Diana.

Sylvia pondered for a long time and asked the question in her heart. No matter how deep she was as an outsider, she was not as good as a local. What if someone knew.

Potter's portrait room, in the dead of night, it was the first time Sylvia didn't let Charles go to sleep at this point.Scratching his head, he asked, "Dad, have you heard of Diana?"

"What's going on?" The old master smelled something different, and so did the pile of portraits on the wall.Sylvia thought for a while and began to organize her words. She couldn't talk about her own affairs, so she could only talk about it.

Charles dignified along with the portrait on the wall.

The sky was slightly pale, and after a long silence, Chales sighed and looked at Sylvia very seriously.

"Boss, I thought about what you told me. From my personal point of view, don't make a fuss."

"How do you say that?"

"It's quite interesting." The old man who didn't know how many generations ago said, the person in the portrait took off his glasses and didn't say anything about Diana, "It's quite thoughtful, if you really want to do it, you can't do it. But you know in your heart what you are about to challenge.”

"Things will develop in that direction sooner or later." Sylvia said, pouring himself a cup of cold coffee, "I think so, the troubles of a generation of devils are big enough, but after all, it is not a British thing. This is indeed a good opportunity to attack Voldemort, if I give up in vain, I don’t know how to wait hundreds of years for the next time.” Sylvia said this, but she didn’t say, whether it’s the savior who came back from the future or her alien Or, or the BUG of Xenophilius, this time is an excellent opportunity.

"The opportunity is good, but none of our Potter family is the first bird." The very old, very old ancestor said so. The old man opened his closed eyes and glanced at Sylvia. Hearing that, his tone was calm. There is not much passion and no blame in it, "It's really interesting that you are the head of the house, but you have to think about it, you are a girl."

"What's wrong with the girl?" Sylvia asked impatiently. She didn't have much good temper in it. The old lady who was also the head of the house spoke for her.

"You can't say that in the old man's words. This man's ability to manage the house is much stronger than yours."

"That's right, it's not like we haven't seen Xiaodao's methods before."

"What's wrong with being ruthless? After all, she's still a girl, it's not like you don't know—"

"Old man, have you ever finished—"

Seeing it turned into a verbal battle, Sylvia spread her hands and said dryly, "Aside from my identity as a girl, if you can't give some constructive suggestions, then I will chant a curse."

This time, everyone in the room fell silent.

That's the good thing about being in charge, there is a spell that can control the group of portraits.Charles smiled, and said without giving his father who was hanging on the wall a look, "Master, I think the old ones mean that our family has always been self-protecting."

"I know." With legs folded, Sylvia leaned back on the soft sofa, "It's just that I really don't want to give up this opportunity. I have been paving the way for the future for so long. The net is cast. As for Anyway, we still have to wait, it is only a matter of time before Voldemort and the Ministry of Magic tear up their faces, and personally, I really want to do it, waste is not my habit."

"You took Prince from the beginning, and then sent an assistant to that little devil. Those who are familiar with Potter can clearly understand the dark move you played. That little devil is not a fool. Can understand this relationship repeatedly." A certain portrait said, and Sylvia looked at him and motioned him to continue.

"Except for the fact that Potter doesn't have the habit of being the first bird, if you do this, it's not impossible, it's troublesome, and you have to think about it, once this game starts, there is no way to turn back."

Sylvia nodded, she understood the truth, and then the topic came back, "I recently learned that Xenophilius Lovegood is a descendant of a god, in other words, this child is a demigod, I don't know if you know about this."

"What god?"

"I want to know too." Sylvia said very honestly, and the portrait room fell silent.It was broad daylight, and there were the sounds of house-elves moving about, and the sound of children running out one after another.

Just when Sylvia was about to give up, a faint sigh came from inside the portrait, and then both the person and the portrait turned their heads to look at the innermost one.

"Does the head of the family believe in God?"

"I don't really believe it." Sylvia said, she thought of her reincarnation and then added a guilty conscience, "But sometimes I have to believe it."

"The sons of God are not wizards, but Muggles." The person who spoke was not the one who was already too old, the portrait of the old man who couldn't be older, the old ancestor among the old ancestors.

"how to say?"

"There's nothing to say. Even if you have power, you're just a human being who knows magic." The old man said a little self-destructively. Sylvia rubbed his chin and asked, "So there really is a god?"

"For gods, both wizards and Muggles are just ants in their eyes."

"They? Are there many?"

"Don't ask, you have to follow the rules to live. No one will care about the life of an ant. Even if there are a few ants who know that they are ants, you will not go to find out which ant it is."

"So Diana knows she's an ant?"

"If the guess is right, then it is." The old guy stopped talking and closed his eyes as if he was asleep. Sylvia blinked and smiled a little, "It's interesting."

"Master, don't make a fuss about this." Another portrait said, "Since the child said to help you, don't inquire about it."

"What I hear from you is that you seem to be hiding something from me."

"It's not hiding it from you, it's because we don't know about it." A person in the portrait spoke, and he looked at Sylvia very seriously, "You have a good idea, and it's okay if you want to turn the world upside down. Don't provoke people who shouldn't The provoking thing is fine, and one last thing I want to tell you is that you have no turning back, if you decide to do it, if you don’t do it to the end, no one will give you a chance to pull your hand if you want to.”

"I understand." Sylvia nodded, "Since you are alive, you have to do something for this world. I know it's empty words, but I just want to tell you the truth. I don't want to live that kind of fearful life."

Sylvia drank the coffee in the cup, put down the cup and stretched, when the cubs outside began to knock on the door.

"Master, think about it, this is not a light-hearted job." Chales finally said this, and Sylvia nodded, and replied with his muscles and bones that hadn't moved much all night.

"That's it. People, I have to find something to do." Sylvia said without looking back, and opened the door of the portrait room with one hand, and her younger brother was outside.

"Sister, apply to play in the London amusement park, you treat me!" James said loudly, and then a row of little beans stood in a row. Sirius and Regulus came over this morning, and Xenophilius was also wearing clothes. Standing there dumbfounded.Sylvia grabbed James' flying hair and spoke.

"Go away, go home before five o'clock."

"Oh yes!!! That's great!!!" James cheered loudly, and when the cheers were over, the boy turned to look at his elder sister who was walking upstairs and said, "Sister, don't you come to play?"

"Don't go."

"What's the head of the house doing? Go back to sleep?" Charles also came out of the portrait room, yawning and asking, Sylvia waved his hand and said, "Go to the Ministry of Magic, don't take the kids too crazy, Don't wait for me for dinner tonight, I won't come back."

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Bella came back from her teacher three days before school started, better than last year, at least this year she knew she would come back three days earlier.When Sylvia saw her, how upset she felt. Why did her white and tender best friend lose so much weight after a summer vacation as if she hadn't eaten for two months? !

"You moved the mountain?!"

I wasn't fat at first, but after these two months, I became thinner. Although I nodded my head, it looked like I had been hungry for two months.Bella ate cakes and tried to gain weight.

"Forget it, it's all tears."

When she said this, Signus stared, and Bella just pretended not to see.

"Your teacher hasn't given you food yet!"

"Yes, this is the most miserable summer vacation I've ever had, and it's not one of them." No matter in her previous life or this life, Bella felt like crying. Her teacher asked her to decipher the black magic circle. If she can't decipher it, don't come out. , Then she almost starved to death inside, and she was full of water for more than a month, but the teacher also stimulated her in various ways, so that she couldn't give up even if she wanted to give up.

"What did your teacher teach you? How did you make it like this!" Sylvia said angrily, and Bella shrugged and stuffed the last bit of cake into her mouth and said vaguely, "The teacher won't let you say it." It's not true Not to mention, it's just that Bella really thinks that what she learned is really not on the same level as what Sylvia learned, and it would be so troublesome to explain it.

"You deserve it. If you were told to stay, if you didn't stay, you had to go to Germany." Sylvia said with a look of gloating, alright, although there was more to it in those words.Bella glanced at her and refused to refute, so she didn't want to stay. She didn't have to pretend to be a child for only two months a year, and she would really be a kid if she continued to pretend.

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