good man story

The exams for the seventh grade were over, and the course was over long ago. Bella had a month to kill time on campus. One week after the competition, Bella received her own report card, six of which were excellent in the NEWS exam. A report card can be handed over.Give errands to the Black family, and also give errands to the teacher.In the history of Hogwarts, the only student who finished the exam with full marks every year, Bellatrix Black, has been the only one since the school was founded.

"It can be recorded in the annals of history." Sylvia said faintly. As a traveler, even if she has an adult brain, she still can't get full marks. Not being careful is a common problem, even Victoria can't do it.Bella spread her hands. She really has nothing to be proud of. Her grades in her previous life are her real grades. Only by working hard to correct her carelessness in this life will she have a chance to get full marks. It is necessary to write any question on the answer sheet.

"The teacher said that if I don't get full marks, I should leave one more homework."

The homework is based on the original theory... Sylvia wiped a tear of bitterness for the child in her heart, as expected of a generation of devils who attacked so ruthlessly.

"Thank you, girl."

"It's okay, it's not too difficult, just pay more attention."

... This doll is so easy to satisfy, Sylvia was distracted for a second, and then asked something else, "When are you leaving?" There is not much reluctance in it, and we will meet again one day , but when is that day, she hasn't asked yet.

"Well, I should go to the teacher's place first. I won't stay long, maybe a week?"

"So fast? Don't you want to do a graduation trip?"

"Adventures are long-term travel for me, so what is the meaning of this graduation trip to me?" Bella asked back. After Silvia was silent for a second, she thought what she said made sense.

"Yes, when will you be back?"

"I do not know."

"Is it okay to come back once a year?" Sylvia asked, Bella hugged her knees and looked at her, and asked, "Reluctant?"

"Well, I really can't bear it."

"Do you know how to spell the word independence?"

"...Then send me a postcard to the head office!"

"Do you know how to concentrate on writing this time?"

"...Your sister!"

"Hehe, just kidding, I will send it to you when I have time."

Sylvia rolled her eyes and lay down on the grass, "I'm really not used to being separated from you, let me tell you, there are conditions for letting you go!"

Bella, "... what condition?"

Sylvia, "You are not allowed to be promiscuous outside! This is the first one. You are not allowed to drink outside, and you are not allowed to have too much intimate contact with men, and women are also not allowed. If you encounter danger, you are not allowed to rush forward. You must run immediately, and you are not allowed to join No Three No Four's organization, no smoking, no drug use, you must return to a safe place after nine o'clock in the evening—"

Bella, "...are you out of your mind? Can you please stop having fun with me?"

Sylvia, "It's not a convulsion here, it's a sign of loving you!"

Bella, "...can you stop saying the word..."

Sylvia, "It's not allowed to express love..."

Bella glanced at her coldly, and Sylvia immediately shut up.She also doesn't want to face a cold Bella in the last few days, maybe when she will meet again.

……

The day of the holiday arrived in the blink of an eye, Bella kissed the sign at the gate of Hogwarts, and then stepped on the train bound for London without hesitation.

Thank you Diana, thank you for bringing me here again, thank you for having such a wonderful childhood this time.

On this day, a person knocked on the door of Rozier Manor.

"I thought you wouldn't be in such a mess." Voldemort on the high throne said such a sentence in a personable manner, this sentence was said to the people who were wolfing down the roast chicken in the audience.Travel-stained, sloppy, with a stench on his body and that dark but disheveled face.

Marlene Selwyn.A man who had been on the run for almost two years.

He swallowed a big mouthful of chicken, drank the spirits, and the luxurious wine glass was squatted and dropped on the table all of a sudden, he let out a long breath, and his rough voice was full of vicissitudes.

"If you are also hunted down by dementors and Dumbledore's Order of the Phoenix, it may be worse than me."

"Mr. Selwyn, I thought you knew who was qualified to let you have a good meal here." Victoria's cold voice sounded beside Voldemort, and Marlene Selwyn glanced at the girl, and then revealed his Big Yellow Fang, "Then I must thank you very much, Miss Rozier." As he said this, Voldemort glanced at Victoria silently, his disciple's face was not very good-looking.But speaking of it, being able to meet Marlene Selwyn was indeed a big boost for him, and Victoria did a good job.

"Victor, be polite to your guests." Voldemort said symbolically, Marlene burped, and he ate almost all the wine and meat on the table. At this moment, he looked at Voldemort without much gratitude , and what he said made Voldemort feel that it was indeed a good thing to meet Marlene Selwyn.

"I am a wanted criminal, and you are the Dark Lord. In terms of seniority, you can only be my junior."

Indeed, Voldemort was still a wage earner in a bokin bok shop when Selwyn was hanging out.When Selwyn was arrested and imprisoned, Voldemort was still hiding his strength.He understood this, so he waved his hand to restrain Victoria's anger, and said in a graceful manner, "Then do you need me to call you senior?"

"Don't dare," said Selwyn. "I'm getting old, but I have news that's good for you."

"How can you be sure that your news is good for me, I think sending you to the Ministry of Magic will help me a lot now, won't it?"

Marlene Selwyn couldn't deny this. Voldemort was right. He was sent to the Ministry of Magic again. This time, there would be no sex, and his soul would be sucked away.

"You might as well listen to me, and then decide what you want to do next."

"What do you want to say?"

Hearing this sentence, Ma Lin finally smiled happily, although the smile was really not pretty, he sat up from the chair and straightened his dirty clothes, he seemed to want to tidy up his tattered clothes so that he could get on The appearance of the hall, but no matter how much he tidied up his tattered body, it would be futile after all.Voldemort was very patient, he was not in a hurry, and looked at Marlene Selwyn, who claimed to be a senior, with a half-smile, as if he really believed that he could make the tattered body clean and clean.

But Victoria couldn't wait, and the urgency was written on her face. Voldemort paid attention, and so did Selwyn.

This little girl has yet to be tempered.

The two devils thought at the same time.

The atmosphere was not tense, but the silence was a bit suffocating. Ma Lin controlled the speed very well. Before the atmosphere became intense and impatient, Ma Lin opened her mouth and asked a question.

"Does sir know how I escaped from Azkaban?"

"I thought you'd be more than happy to tell me that."

"Dementors cannot sense the breath of Animagus."

"Oh? This is an interesting thing."

"Does sir know how I know this?"

"Could it be that you spent too much time with the dementors?"

"Sylvia Potter told me."

"...Hehe, this is really an interesting thing."

"There are more interesting things." Marlene said, with a malicious smile, "I never liked Potter's arrogance, whether it was Charles Potter or this little Potter, she It seems that I will give my life to him because he let me out, do you know what kind of life you want me to give him?"

"You'll tell me, won't you?"

"Yes, he asked me to get close to you and spy on you before passing it on to her. He asked me to find ways to gain your trust. After collecting all your important information, she will kill you."

After suppressing the astonishment in his heart for a second, Voldemort glanced at Marlene Selwyn lightly, "So, you are here to deliver a letter to her?"

Marlene sneered and shook her head, "I exist to pursue power. I will follow whoever gives me great power. Potter wants to buy the rest of my life with just one message. There is no such cheap deal in this world. It doesn't matter if you don't believe me , give me money that I can never spend in my life, and I will disappear in front of you immediately, as for what you want to do with the news I gave you, that is your business."

Could Voldemort have believed him so easily?

That's impossible.

So he asked.

"How do I know this is designed by you?"

"I want to live," he said, and bared his yellow teeth. "And Sylvia Potter doesn't want me to live, not even when she's done using me."

"prove."

This is Voldemort, a man who never believes easily.

……

Heaven turned upside down.

There was nothing special that day. Sylvia was woken up by noisy owls while she was still under the quilt. Countless letters were sent home. When they were opened, Sylvia didn't have any pajamas left.Holding the coffee handed over by the savior in her hand, she sat on her sofa and faced everything silently.

Charles said nothing, and Doria said nothing, and the Savior brought her a cup of coffee and went away.Doria didn't stay too long, and left after sitting for a while, and then only Sylvia and Charles were left in the living room.

Newspaper headlines are eye-catching.

——Sylvia Potter, a girl with money and power, is she the savior or the dark lord?On the Dark Lord's Unknown Deal with Sylvia Potter!

"Did he really be released by you?"

After a long silence, Charles asked such a sentence, with a heavy sigh, he was not pleased with this, but a kind of regret.

"Correct."

It was a very cold sentence, which made the already suppressed atmosphere suppressed again. Chales didn't know what to say, just like Sylvia didn't know what to say. She carefully rubbed the edge of the porcelain cup, feeling Seeing the heat coming from above, Sylvia was speechless, facing Charles and everything at present.

"Flicking and fluttering~"

The owl flew into the living room with the letter.The letter was dropped on the table, followed by the formulaic voice.

— Dear Miss Potter:

We have received a report that you colluded with the non-professional Marlene Selwyn and hid Marlene Selwyn in Hogwarts in October a year ago. This is a serious violation of the "Wizard Safety Act" and " The Criminal Law of Witches.You have therefore had your wand revoked by the Ministry of Magic, who will soon send dementors to your residence for criminal detention.We regret to inform you that all your rights are at this moment waved away by the Ministry of Magic and your private coffers are frozen.We regret to inform you that you must attend the trial at [-]:[-] am on August [-]rd.

Hope you take care.

Your faithful Ministry of Magic.

"Didn't I fire me?" Sylvia looked at the letter that had been burned to ashes and asked Chales.Charles looked at her and answered her question objectively, "Hogwarts has a rule that students will not be expelled as long as the school's situation is not bad."

The space fell silent again, and Chales looked at the speechless Sylvia, and asked seriously, "Is your power too great, so you have to abandon your essence?"

Very sharp, very mean words.Sylvia leaned back on the sofa, crossed her legs, and looked at her father with a cup of coffee. There was still a smile on the corner of her mouth. Although her face was pale and outrageous, she was sitting there like that, as if Everything just now happened to someone else.

"Suppose I told you that this was not my intention, would you trust me?"

"I don't object to your political career, I object to your disregard of right and wrong." Charles didn't have his usual look, his tone was serious and mean without any tact, "I hope my daughter is incomparable, and I also hope she is healthy and happy , you may not be so outstanding or not so strong, as long as you have an honest heart, no matter whether you are in a high position or living on the street, I will love you as before, but Xi Wei, can you tell me, are you true? Blinded by power?"

"Oh, Charles, if I say that I see it better than anyone else, will you believe me?"

"Before I answer your question, can you tell me, have you changed?"

"I have changed."

A faint sigh came, and at the same time came the cold breath from the outside, the dementors had already arrived, and the person in charge of this case, Alastor Moody.

He knocked on the door, looked at Charles, who seemed to have aged overnight, and at Sylvia Potter, who had lost all blood. He thought he should say something official, but Charles waved his hand to stop him the words said.The father looked at Sylvia who was sitting firmly on the mountain, and said in a voice mixed with sighs, "Sylvie, give yourself a long vacation."

"it is good."

Crisp and crisp, just like she drank her coffee.She stood up calmly and smiled into the magic eyes, "I really hope there is still hot coffee in Azkaban."

This is a joke, I want to make the people standing in this room laugh, adults and children.Sylvia looked at Doria, who had red eyes, and then a smile spread from the bottom of her eyes to her face. The warm words she spoke were also reassuringly calm, even though the paleness of her face made the smile unstoppable. There are less discounts, but she can still laugh.

"Mom, I'm fine. I'll be back soon."

A word of consolation, a word of exhortation.

"Take care of Mom." The big hand pressed on James' head, and the black hair dodged twice but failed to dodge, and then she did it.

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