good man story

Victoria's wand was broken, the kind that could never be repaired.Sylvia enjoyed the Black Pepper Bacon Mushroom Salmon Mustard Sandwich contentedly and felt that this was happiness.

Her thinking was correct, no matter how powerful the wand was, it would be nothing after it broke.When she thought of this, she took out her wand and taught a serious lesson.

Sylvia, "Do you know, you guys are useless if you are broken, don't think that I have to you."

Bella, "..."

Onlookers, "..."

High imitation wand, "..."

The elves will not present a second magic wand to Ollivander, nor will there be a second magic wand made of the Eastern Shenmu and the Western Divine Bird.Sylvia inquired and found out that someone had returned to the ordinary.

The core of thestral wand, yew wood, is used by normal people, and Sylvia's vanity was greatly satisfied after knowing the news. This time her wand was more powerful than Victoria, who was also a time traveler.

Elder Wand!

Exquisite imitation~

As for how to solve that matter, points were deducted, confinement, Sylvia once again worn out his lips. Xenophilius and Locke escaped the fate of being punished, but it was Sylvia and Victoria who could not escape. , As for Bella, if she hadn't been in a coma for half a month, she wouldn't be able to escape.The news department at the Gate of Atlantis wrote up the whole thing and sent it to the Daily Prophet.A small part is ignored, and a small part is highlighted. What is ignored is the strength of the young lady of the Black family, and what is highlighted is Victoria's maintenance of Slytherin.

This is not flattery, this is what Sylvia did on purpose.There is no reason for her, Victoria Rozier alone is enough to attract attention. If Bella does not want to stay in the magic world, then it is best to keep a low profile so that no one will notice at this time.Although this is a bit impossible, but how much can be deceived.With such thoughts in mind, Sylvia was very happy about this loss.

"I did underestimate you." Victoria said this to Sylvia after her last labor service.By the way, their labor service is to wipe the medals of Hogwarts outstanding students in the past, and they cannot use magic.

Sylvia turned her head to look at the fellow, not intending to take her words.

"I also underestimated Bellatrix Black." Victoria looked very frank. After losing her wand, Victoria's red hair was a little dull.Sylvia put her hands in her sleeves and if she didn't speak again this time, she would really be led by the nose by Victoria.

"What do you want to say?"

"It's nothing." Victoria said, squinting her purple eyes and looking at Sylvia with an affirmative expression, "You understand, who is responsible for you this time."

"Understood." This was not the time to pretend to be confused, although Sylvia still looked down on her, but tsk tsk, no matter what, she was a fellow.

"I didn't expect that she would help you so much."

"She's my best friend. She grew up together, and I can't kiss any more."

"Heh, is my best friend helping so much? You're not very Potter." Victoria said something unclear, and Sylvia blinked her eyes, and didn't delve into the question. What she thought was that when she was Potter, This little kid is still playing in mud at home.

"Whether you did it unintentionally or on purpose, the decision you made this time really did me a favor." Unlike Victoria, Sylvia raised her eyebrows frankly, and what she said really surprised her.

"I'm not happy to help you." She said tentatively, and Victoria waved her hand, not wanting to continue the topic, "It doesn't matter how I help you, I really took advantage of you little kid, as long as you If you don't hang around in front of my eyes, I won't shoot you."

Sylvia "..."

She really didn't know what to say, being treated like a child, tsk tsk, this feeling is really amazing.

"Live your student life well, don't think I'm afraid of you, you're really no match for me in a fight." After Victoria finished speaking, she walked back, ignoring Sylvia who was standing behind her, Sylvia scratched her head Suppressing the ridicule, she asked something she was particularly curious about.

"Victoria, neither of us are good people. I did some research about the Ministry of Magic two years ago. Some people said that you tortured Muggles and used the Cruciatus Curse on them. Can you tell me the truth and why you did that. "

Victoria stopped, turned around and looked at Sylvia who said calmly.

"Do you believe me when I say revenge?"

"I believe it." Sylvia was very sincere. She even nodded to express her belief, "I really believe it. You used the Cruciatus Curse on them to drive them crazy. Can you tell me what kind of hatred it is?"

Victoria sneered, turned around and left, and Sylvia heard the voice without any guilt.

"No enmity, just like you using the gate of Atlantis, they are all pawns..."

In order to meet Voldemort, let Voldemort remember his chess pieces.Sylvia wanted to make a laugh, but she didn't. She just put on her hat, turned around, and ran in the opposite direction.

Victoria Rozier, that's Three Lives, that's not a few words spelling out the names of three people.

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Bella didn't want to go home for Christmas, she was afraid that Signus would miss her to death, even though Signus had sent dozens of letters in a row, each letter had two dry words written on it.

--go home!

Bella insisted on refusing, and without any hesitation, she opened the letter every day and threw it directly into the trash can.Sylvia told her that she could not escape the summer vacation after she hid the Christmas vacation.Bella considered whether to go to Germany for two months this year, but she remembered what the teacher told her when she left Germany last time.

——It’s time to create your own black magic next year.

Learning and creation are different. Bella wanted to commit suicide, but she gave up after a second, and comforted herself optimistically that it was a summer vacation~ Christmas at school is extremely easy. Both Di and Sissy went home, and the number of people who stayed in school was not counted, there were only a dozen or so people, and there were not as many professors who stayed in school.This is very good, the students are free to go in and out of Hogsmeade without the professor's control. As long as they come back before the curfew, no professor will care. In other words, even if they don't come, as long as the professors are not disturbed, no one will care you.

On the third day of the holiday, Bella, who had stayed in the dormitory for two days, found that her inventory was gone.Ever since she was invited into the principal's office by a great principal, she discovered that she had been infected by the principal. She hadn't acquired a special penchant for cockroach piles, but had been infected with a love for lemon snow treasures, and by the way, that unruly thing Packing's passion for sweets, of course, she has an unimaginable affection for Bibi's multi-flavored beans.

It was Sylvia who used to provide her with snacks, but now that Sylvia is not around, the great ex-Death Eater lady can only move her legs and go buy it herself. Well, by the way, I will visit the Three Broomsticks again. It is said that there is a new A nice milk tea.

Christmas in London always seems to snow, which is presumably part of the tradition.The thick boots creaked on the snow, and Bella was wrapped in a Muggle down jacket, which was indeed much lighter than a wizard's windbreaker.There is a carriage parked at the gate of the school, which is for the convenience of students or professors staying at the school to go to Hogsmeade, the humanized Hogwarts, whether it is in the previous life or in this life.At the moment, she is very grateful to Diana for giving her a chance to do it all over again. She really misses this ancient castle after nothingness.

Made it to the Honeydukes Candy Shop without incident, and she now knows the lady's name.

"Merry Christmas, Mrs. Roger."

"Merry Christmas, Missy." The woman said as she packed candy for the guests in front of her, a large box of sugar mice, and a large box of chocolate frogs.Tsk tsk, eating sugar mice in the winter is also drunk, Bella thought about it, glanced at the ordinary man, and then waited aside.

"Bibi multi-flavored beans, lemon sorbet, Martian sticks, chocolate frogs, and sour lollipops, right!" Mrs. Roger said with a smile, and Bella nodded awkwardly, and then added, "I want Double."

"Hehe, of course it's double. I buy these every time Miss Potter comes. She complains a lot, but she still buys them on time."

Sylvia Potter, a well-known girl in the wizarding world.Bella twitched inwardly, seeing Mrs. Roger's joke, she could only smile.

"Okay, I'll give away a box of Martian sticks, ten Galleons~"

"Thank you."

After paying the money and saying politely to Mrs. Roger, she took her things and left. The snacks were shrunk and put in her schoolbag. It was still early enough for her to drink a cup of milk tea at the Three Broomsticks.

Matcha milk, here comes Bellatrix Black~

There were not many people, just a few scattered people. When Bella took the milk tea, she felt that it was much better than butter beer. I really don't understand why everyone likes butter beer.In addition to milk tea, there are also canary biscuits on the table, which can be regarded as a pleasant afternoon tea.While enjoying it, he turned his head and looked at the snow scene outside. From the window, he could see the entire Hogwarts castle.

After all, she turned her gaze away. Although Bella wanted to stay longer, she had to do so with the person sitting opposite.

It's neither familiar nor raw. I just saw a man in a candy store who bought a big box of candy mice in the winter.

"Is the milk tea delicious?" The man's voice was as ordinary as the man's appearance. Bella glanced at the empty three broomsticks and then at the man, and then confirmed that the man was talking to herself.

"Not bad, may I ask, you, uh, who are you?" The reason for the change of tone was not because of anything else but because of the slightly huge magical power hidden under the ordinary appearance. Those huge magical powers were beyond my current life. .

Thank you teacher again, thank you teacher for teaching her how to perceive the magic power of others.

"Passerby." The man said and stood up from the chair, and Bella saw him go to the bar and order a cup of matcha milk, and what was placed on her table was the butter beer that the man bought just now.

I don't know if the other party will take her back if she leaves now. If he thinks it's not delicious, wouldn't he be very unlucky as the recommender?

The Kung Fu man who was thinking about it had already walked over with a milk tea.

Curse Madame Rosmerta's efficiency, too high!

"Well, I think it's delicious, but everyone's taste is different." Bella made amends for herself, and the man who thought he was a passerby smiled and sat down and took a sip.

Bella "..."

"It's really not bad. When I was in school, I only sold butter beer. I didn't expect that after all these years, there will be more new things."

"Always get tired of butter beer." Bella said, and took a sip herself.The man looked at her with a smile, fixed his eyes on the canary biscuits, and asked, "Can I have a taste?"

"Of course, please do what you want." Bella said, there is some vigilance, but what does that sentence mean, it is useless for the weak to be vigilant in the face of absolute strength.Picking up the biscuit with his fingers and taking a bite, the passerby squinted his eyes with a nostalgic expression on his face, "I didn't like this very much when I was in school, but now I think it's pretty good."

"With nostalgia, there will be more different flavors." Bella is telling the truth. In her previous life, she only ate one Bibi multi-flavored bean. The strong taste made her not want to touch it, but in this life she wants to After eating the one in her previous life, it is a pity that her wish has never been fulfilled.

The passer-by swallowed the biscuit, squinted at Bella, and smiled with the corners of his raised lips, "You are quite interesting, little girl, you are Bellatrix Black, right?"

Bella, "...well, sir?"

"Hehe, passer-by." The man said it again, and then enjoyed the milk tea and canary biscuits comfortably.

Bella, "..."

"Speaking of which, why doesn't the little guy come home for Christmas?"

"It's too noisy, I don't want to go back." Bella said that, she wasn't lying, Signus would really miss her.The man's smile grew stronger, and his eyes fell on Bella's face. What Bella saw was curiosity. She didn't think she had the ability to see the essence of this man clearly, so she could only look back and focus on the canary biscuit.

"Children should like to be lively."

"It's okay, but I'm too tired." Bella was telling the truth. If she went home, she would have to deal with those messy things. Thinking about it made her feel tired. She had enough in her previous life, and she thought about how far she could hide in this life. No matter how far she hides, she doesn't want to be famous anyway, and she doesn't want anyone to remember her. As soon as she graduates, she will go away immediately, and she can't stay for a day!

"Hehe, you are interesting." The man said, without any other thoughts in it, he looked at Hogwarts in the distance through the window, and Bella could see the meaning of infinite nostalgia in his eyes, and he didn't know it abruptly. What happened? Bella thought of the state of mind she had just returned to Hogwarts, like a child who hadn't returned home for a long time and found peace of mind.A little pity surged up, she knew that feeling, and also understood the relief.

"Are you pitying me?" The man was able to distinguish the meaning of that look at once, speaking without any danger, turning the truth and lies around his mouth, and then what he spit out was the truth.

"A little bit, I can go back to the beginning, but I can't go back to my youth." Time is the most ruthless killer, obliterating everything.Bella remembered the loss of returning to Hogwarts in order to kill Dumbledore in the last period of her previous life.The same Slytherin, the same corridor, and the same observatory, but when standing there, a huge sense of loss surged from the bottom of her heart and lasted endlessly, the kind that could even overwhelm her. Let yourself break out of this abyss of loss, save yourself with harm, burn down Hagrid's hut, shatter the glass in the great hall, the worse she makes Hogwarts, the more real the sense of loss, she stands at the long table Laughing out loud, the emotions at that moment, in retrospect at this moment, are called despair.

What would her life be without Voldemort?Bella had asked herself this question, but hadn't given it much thought.The teacher told her that if you don't want to do it anymore, it is not difficult to disappear with your ability.Bella didn't tell her teacher what to say. The person who should be killed, the person who should go to Azkaban, and the hell who should go to hell are all left behind.

In fact, think about it from another angle, why do you want to do this, Bella asked herself this question, she didn't know.It's no wonder that both Signus in the previous life and Signus in this life scolded her, never turned back until she hit the south wall, and didn't know how to go back even if her head was bloodied.

"Yeah, the boy who can't go back." Although the man was smiling, the loneliness in his eyes made people feel sore.Bella forced a smile, thanking Diana for the chance to do it all over again.

In fact, it's not Diana's business, it's Bella's own choice.

"Sir, you must be suffering." Bella didn't know why she said this, probably because the man's breath was too lonely, so lonely that it reminded her of the past.The man nodded, sincerely not like a stranger.

"You are quite sensitive."

"It doesn't count, it's just thinking a little more and seeing a little more."

"Hehe, that's a bit self-effacing." He said this, and from this moment he no longer regarded the fifth grade student in front of him as a child, and drank the milk tea in the cup, although he had no alcohol, he had a little alcohol and was not intoxicating. Narcissism.The man sighed, his eyes were deep and sad, "I have an old friend who was bullied when he was young, and his friends were in twos and threes. When he grew up, he vowed to trample down those who humiliated him. Achievements, but every time Christmas comes, there isn't a single heartfelt card by the fireplace."

The older she gets, the more lonely she becomes. It turns out that no matter who it is, everyone should understand this truth. Bella thought of Sylvia. If Sylvia really became famous one day, wouldn’t even a sincere Merry Christmas be on her hearth? No?Bella shook her head and smiled, denying her thoughts.

"What? Do you think I'm talking nonsense?"

"Sorry, not really, just thought of a friend of mine."

"very good friend?"

The corners of Bella's mouth were raised, her lips and teeth were slightly parted, and she smiled.

"Yes, very good friend."

"Sylvia Potter?"

"……Correct."

The man also laughed, with a hint of mockery in it, which is not rude.Bella did not doubt that Sylvia Potter's name was well known throughout the world.She faced the man's smile calmly, and Bella heard the man's true and realistic words.

"The head of the Potter family has heard a little bit. With her ability, it is inevitable that she will enter the Ministry of Magic in the future. She is in a high position and enters the political arena. The young lady is from aristocratic background. She should not be ignorant of what politics will turn people into, Xi Wei Ya Potter, a man who is in politics will have a heart some day."

"Maybe." Bella said with a smile. The man was right, and there was a great possibility that Sylvia would become like this. Bella did not pretend to be relaxed and said, "A friend is a friend. If she If you think it’s Fan Tian, ​​then you can do it, she just takes whatever she wants from me, and that’s what I do to her.” As she spoke, she laughed from the bottom of her heart, and added the unfinished words in an extremely sure and definite tone, “ She does the same to me."

"This confidence is not very Slytherin."

Bella answered with a wave of her hand.

"Sir, there are no colleges for friends. If you are friends who treat each other sincerely, no matter how big the gap between the two is, as long as you look at each other, you are the first youth."

The man returned to calm after being slightly taken aback, his expression was as gentle as water, as if he thought of the most beautiful era, the most innocent boy.After a long time, the man raised his head from the memory, his ordinary face was warm and soft at this moment, "You are indeed worthy..."

"Um, what did you say, sir?" Bella didn't understand the meaning of the words. The man shook his head with a meaningful smile and said, "It's rare to meet such a well-behaved person. Merry Christmas, Missy."

"... Merry Christmas, sir."

The man stood up from the chair, and there was an empty milk tea cup on the table. He turned around and walked outside without any nostalgia. When he stepped on the snow-covered land, the man's gentle appearance disappeared.

You are indeed worthy of Sylvia Potter doing this for you, and you are indeed worthy of being protected by the Black family. The little girl who was taken away under the son has grown to this point.

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