good man story

The reason why some people couldn't take advantage of Sylvia's mistake to make things big was because the Ministry of Magic had a big mess.

Azkaban escaped from prison, and the notorious dark wizard Marlene Selwyn somehow escaped from Azkaban, which was guarded by layers of guards.In this day and age, Voldemort has not been able to do this, but he can.In fact, after careful calculation, Marlene Selwyn didn't kill many people, at least he didn't walk on the street and see a person, he would raise his wand and reward them with a killing spell.He didn't go crazy to this point, but he was crazy beyond the scope of human beings.

In this world, no one will use their own body to conduct experiments, just to gain powerful power. Even Voldemort is eager for power, but he also has the ultimate goal of conquering death.But Selwyn was different, his obsession with power left people intimidated, and sadly for Marlene Selwyn he succeeded.

——The more empty people are, the more they want to get something. When the strength grows in my body little by little, I can feel the satisfaction at that moment. As long as you don’t kill me, one day I will understand the dementor At that time, Azkaban will no longer be able to trap me, and one day the nightmare will come to your heads again.

It was the only sentence he said during the trial of Marlene Selwyn.

He's a total lunatic.For him, power is food and water, and he will do anything in pursuit of power.

The first time the Occult Eye made a stern request to the Minister of Magic to send Dementors at Hogwarts, and the Minister agreed.There was no rebuttal at the high-level meeting.No one is better qualified to speak of Marlene Selwyn than Alastor Moody.

Whether it is Hogwarts or Hogsmeade, there are dementors floating in the sky; both students and adults have an indescribable sense of resistance to this thing, even Albus.

Sylvia was seriously aware of her own insignificance, and she bent her knees and knelt shamelessly in the Hogwarts corridor.Although it is not said to be five-body projection, but there is indeed such a feeling of being conquered by the world.

"Liu Si, don't scare your sister?" Sylvia was really about to cry. She ran here like crazy, and she didn't even go to class, but when she got here, she realized that she was really weak. .Therefore, Sylvia really didn't kneel on the ground at all, and said this weakly.

Why?

Xenophilius held the ketchup to the tattered black cloak and said, "Have you tasted the ketchup? Are you very happy?"

A certain dementor: "#￥%￥%@%%...￥%..."

Xenophilius: "No, try it again, only tomato sauce is the most delicious in the world! Hmm!"

A certain dementor: "￥#@￥...￥%#￥%..."

Xenophilius: "How do you know it's bad if you haven't tried it? No matter what troubles you have, ketchup will soothe all your sorrows..."

A certain dementor: "#@￥#...%￥...￥"

Xenophilius turned his head to look at Sylvia, as if he saw her only now, and said innocently, "Sister Xi Wei, why are you kneeling there?"

Sylvia, "...Aren't you afraid of dementors?"

Xenophilius shook his head, "Ashe is my good friend ~ is it Ashe!"

Sylvia bet that Ah She, who was named a dementor, would not want to nod. She watched as a shapeless guy wiped the red thing on the floor on the withered palm.Seriously, there is nothing more painful in the world than being sold ketchup by Xenophilius.

Ah She: "#￥%#...￥%..."

Sylvia, "..."

She didn't hang up, didn't understand the sonic communication of dementors.

Xenophilius looked at Ah She unhappily, "How can you say that, I want to share happiness with you, not to sell you ketchup!!!"

Ah She: "..."

Sylvia, "..."

Whether it is Xenophilius who sells ketchup or Ashe who is sold ketchup, they are existences that Sylvia cannot communicate with.By the way, Brother Ah She, is it really good that you are so cute?Quietly inserting plastic flowers on the black cloak is so tempting to poke your eyes.

"Call God to guard." The silver Xi Wei galloped out from the tip of the staff. This Xi Wei was not the white-haired Xi Wei, but Bella's own pet Xi Wei with red hair and golden tail feathers, that is, the little one. Phoenix, obviously little Phoenix hasn't grown up yet, at least he's a circle smaller than Fox in Albus's office.

"Originally, this spell should have been taught to you a long time ago, but it has been delayed all the time. Now that the school is good, dementors are stationed in it, and I just use them to practice." Bella said this, and Ah She floated in the classroom timidly. His magic fan looked like he really shouldn't be at Hogwarts.Ah, Xenophilius kindly provided Ashe with one. As a condition, Xenophilius promised to let the house elf sew a beautiful rose that would never fade on his black cloak.

Sylvia vowed not to look at that dementor, otherwise she would really poke her own eyes! ! !

"Cool!!!" Both Douding and Xiaodouding can sigh. The Patronus Charm is indeed an advanced spell, a spell that can only be learned in the seventh grade, and very few people can succeed.

"The mantra is to invoke the protection of the gods, and think of the happiest thing in your mind." Bella said this without being stingy at all.Rodolphus couldn't wait to try it. He waved his wand, and everyone in the room started waving.A trace of white smoke spewed out from the tip of Kingsley's wand, and Bella sighed inwardly, she deserved to be the elite of the future Aurors.Look at the table to attract everyone's attention, Bella said, "When you try for the first time, release your magic as much as possible, and it will increase the success rate."

"Call God to protect you!" Xenophilius waved his wand, and a silver bird flew out from the tip of the wand. Sylvia blinked and looked away. A three-legged bird, Merlin, she had seen a three-legged bird before. □□I have never seen a three-legged bird.

"Hey, what kind of bird is that?!" Arthur saw with sharp eyes, Xenophilius' patron saint fell on his shoulders, and those three legs were really conspicuous, "Golden Crow, my aunt said so."

"Fantastic Beasts?" There are really a lot of curious people. At this moment, many girls are watching around the patron saint. No one notices that Ah She is trembling all over his body, and his trembling hat is about to fall off. down.Bella felt a little pity for Ah She, although he was a dementor, Ah She was really unlucky at the moment.

"It is an extinct magical animal. It is said that the Golden Crow possesses super magical powers and can travel anywhere the sun shines at will." Bella explained, spreading her hands and looking at the students who attracted attention, "You don't want to know your own What is a Patronus?"

This is indeed a good way to divert students' attention, Sylvia thought in agreement.

"President, what is your patron saint?" Frank asked curiously. Sylvia blinked her eyes and looked up gratefully. She had been in the background for a long time, and finally someone remembered her, and she was about to open her mouth to reveal her When the tyrannical, cool and explosive patron saint came to frighten these kids, Frank immediately walked away from him.

Sylvia, "..."

Seeing Sylvia's aggrievedness, Bella really smiled, stretched out her hand to appease her girlfriend's unhappiness, and whispered, "It's really rare for you to come here."

"Didn't I see that Ah She is here?" She was afraid of accidents, but when she glanced at the dementor who was holding on to the roof and couldn't get down, she felt that it was necessary to say a word not to bully Ah She too badly. .

"Lius is not afraid of Ashe." Bella said, and strongly warned herself not to think about Xenophilius' identity, for the sake of a happy life for herself in the future.

He's really not afraid, he almost slept on the same bed with Ah She, can he be afraid?Sylvia thought of the goddess Diana's face and felt that she was really weak.Actually, Xenophilius is Merlin...

"I'm leaving."

"Why are you going? After all, you come once and don't wait for the end to leave?"

"...Girl, go at ease, I entrust the future to you." Sylvia said earnestly, and acted like a good boy, "I'll go to Hogsmeade to replenish your inventory."

Between Sylvia's dignity and sweets, Bella chose the latter without any shame.

"Go, go, bring me a cup of caramel milk."

"Oh."

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Sylvia didn't like to drink caramel milk, so after one sip, she threw it away and changed it to a cup of taro milk tea.In fact, it’s not considered throwing away. There was a dark bird standing by the chair, pecking at the drink inside.Sylvia crushed the little gingerbread she bought and scattered it on the ground.She was on the street in Hogsmeade, and there was a stone terrace beside the street, where she scattered little gingerbread cookies all over the place.

Pigeons and owls smelled the smell and all flew over to peck the delicious food on the ground. There was a raven mixed in here. The dark bird was the same raven that stood on the cup and pecked the drink just now. It flapped its wings and drove away to join in the fun. owl and dove.

"Why do you always eat alone." It was said to Raven.There weren't many people on the street, and I haven't seen many people in such a long time. It's not because of any other reason, but because of the dementors floating in the sky.Yes, not one Ashe, but one dementor after another.His finger was pecked hard, it didn't bleed but it hurt terribly.Sylvia shook her hand, and without calling out, she just waved her wand and wiped away all the little gingerbreads on the ground.

"Ah"

"If you don't know how to share, then there is nothing. You are an outlier. It's good if people don't reject you." Sylvia said, the raven flapped its wings and scratched the wrapped candy with its not so sharp claws. It was just such a kung fu, and it was probably a matter of ingenuity. The slender hand was scratched by such a collision, and a little red flowed down. Sylvia frowned, and the figure of the pigeon who was waving his magic wand and watching the excitement immediately Elongated and transformed into a vulture with mixed hair.

"Ouch!!!!"

Pigeons are apprehensive about their own changes, but even with such a natural instinct, they can see gray things at a glance, spread their wings, open their sharp beaks, and then there are the hissing of birds, big and small. .

Ravens don't dare to fly too high because of those dementors, but the eagle is different, the king of the sky, besides, dementors are of no use to them.Swooping and swooping, even if its body is a pigeon, it can handle such things with ease, ah no, it can be easily grasped.

The black feathers fell to the ground, and Sylvia was watching a good show while sipping milk tea.The raven was no match for the vulture, and besides, it couldn't fly very far, its beautiful feathers were messed up, and even its fragile little neck walked around under the vulture's beak.It's horrible. Maybe it can be said that, at least the current ravens are much more embarrassed than the ravens that just drove away other birds with arrogance, not to mention the scarlet color on the ground.The raven flapped its slightly wet wings and flew towards Sylvia. It couldn't handle the sculpture made by this man, so it had to go to the instigator.

Sylvia raised her right hand, and the raven naturally landed on her wrist, but at the very second of contact, the raven quickly flew away from her wrist as if she had been electrocuted.It was probably because of such a touch that the originally clean wrist revealed a slightly quaint brown wrist.The smile on the corners of her lips curled up, and Sylvia smiled involuntarily, "Sorry, I forgot to have such a thing in my hand." As she said this, the thing on the right wrist of the wand was once again hidden , This time the raven landed on Sylvia's left arm. Its claws scratched the skin, but no blood flowed out. Sylvia waved her wand, and the eagle that was rushing forward returned to its original appearance again.The little gingerbread was taken out again and brought to the raven's mouth. The raven's dark eyeballs rolled around fiercely and then quickly pecked at it. Sylvia looked at it with a smile, and then took the remaining little gingerbread All the cakes were stuffed in his mouth.

One man and one crow, sharing those cheap little gingerbreads in this Hogsmeade square with flying dementors, quiet but so peaceful.

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