[Comprehensive Anglo-American] Angel Kiss

Vivian looked at the wall clock on the wall and found that it was already early morning: "Do you know where your master is now?"

Dora whispered: "Master, he should be on his way to Ellingson's house now."

"Take me there." Vivian held its hand: "Take me there, then leave, and protect yourself. Do you have any companions? You can go and be with them."

Although Dora knew little about this little master who had never been in close contact with her, her appearance of going to do something big really gave people a bad feeling, but she was trapped between the house-elf and the master. The boundaries cannot be crossed at will, and she can't persuade her, so she can only answer Vivian's question:

"Yes, the largest collection of house elves in the world is Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in England. If I am there, I can protect myself."

But what about you?

"In your school..." Vivian swallowed hard, "How many elves like you are there?"

"Five or six hundred?" Dora was so ashamed that she wanted to hit the wall again: "I'm sorry, little master, I don't know much about my companions at Hogwarts..."

If it wasn't for the bad atmosphere right now, Vivienne really wanted to rush over with the Grimm's Fairy Tales and Andersen's Fairy Tales, which she read on the bedside when she was a child, paste these fairy tale books on her guardian's face, and poke Lord Voldemort's chest face to face with him. Confrontation:

You lied to me before that elves are completely non-existent things!Sir, will your conscience ache? !

"Take me back to Ellinson House." Vivian grabbed the post-it note next to the pillow, and hurriedly left two notes, one for the doctor explaining the reason for her hasty departure, and the other for Nata Sarah:

[Even if this matter about Ella has nothing to do with me, but since I know it, I can't pretend to be deaf and dumb and indifferent.I'm going to ask him. 】

[I set off for Ellingson House at 24 o'clock in the morning on June [-]th, life and death, it all depends on God's will, Nata.It's a pleasure to meet you. 】

She was led by Dora to experience the feeling of being squeezed by the rubber tube again. The second after Ellingson appeared in her own room, there was a loud cracking sound from downstairs and her side at the same time.She looked at the hospital gown she was wearing, and felt that this was the end of the matter, and there was nothing to feel guilty about, so she appeared at the stairs in such a disheveled manner before, and greeted the expressionless Lord Voldemort:

"Good evening, sir."

"Miss Allinson is really... so self righteous." Lord Voldemort already knew that Vivienne went to the Ministry of Magic to defend Estelleia at this time, he found it both funny and angry, and looked at her with a half-smile , this expression was very shocking in the past, but now Vivienne is inexplicably not afraid of him at all:

"What do you think you can change with your own strength?"

"You can't say that, sir." Vivienne's voice trembled a little, she had never realized this so clearly:

"Even if I can't change anything with my own strength, this is not a reason why I can pretend to be deaf, blind, and deaf. I can do a little bit, and one day everything will be fine."

Lord Voldemort clapped exaggeratedly: "What a touching speech—"

"Sir." Vivian interrupted his words like never before.Her arms were still trembling abnormally due to excessive tension and fear, but her movement of grabbing Lord Voldemort's collar was very precise:

"Who the hell are you?!"

This question was asked too well, too harshly and uniquely, and it immediately hit Lord Voldemort's Achilles heel.If she asks why his subordinates want to kill people, Lord Voldemort can show her a face-off on the spot and tell her with practical actions that we are dark wizards. If she asks why he has been hiding our identity for so long and not telling the truth, he can also say Honesty was never a Slytherin thing, but what she was asking was—

Who are you [in the end].

With the last and tiniest hope, she seeks confirmation from the established facts, seeking an answer that has long been settled and cannot be changed, but with a little luck, she seeks confirmation from the person she once trusted so much.

Lord Voldemort suddenly felt an emotion called "guilty heart".This kind of emotion should not appear in a descendant of the great Salazar Slytherin, a dark wizard, but to be honest, this is the first time he has felt this kind of feeling in so many years. mood:

"Vivienne Ellingson, are you questioning me?"

"I do question you—but why don't you contradict, sir?!"

Lord Voldemort became even more irritable, irritable and guilty, and he almost couldn't choose what to say: "You can't be your Miss Allinson properly? You just came to ask these things!"

This is undoubtedly an indirect acknowledgment of everything, and Vivienne was so sad that she was about to cry: "It would be great if everything in this world could be explained with 'I don't know'..."

Lord Voldemort sneered and raised his wand to her, his voice was as soft as a whisper: "No, you are wrong, there are really things in this world that can be solved with the excuse of 'I don't know'."

Before Vivienne had time to refute, she saw Lord Voldemort take out his wand from his sleeve and face her, and shouted sharply:

"—Forget nothing!"

In the afternoon of the next day, Vivienne woke up accompanied by Natasha.She found herself back in the room she had temporarily lived in because of an explosion, and even the way the pillows and cushions were arranged, and the flowers in the vases were exactly the same as the ones she had seen before.

She felt her head hurt a bit, rubbed her temples and tried to escape from the temptation of the quilt demon, when she heard the sound of the door, Natasha came in dragging her suitcase, she walked quietly, it should be Afraid of disturbing Vivienne to sleep, but when she looked up, she saw Vivienne who had woken up and was sitting on the bed in a daze. Surprised and delighted, she ran over to hug her in three steps at a time. She finally managed to restrain herself, and gave Vivian a gentle, gentle hug:

"What a silly girl."

"Natasha..." Vivian reached out and hugged the red-haired female agent.Her memory told her that the person in front of her was her guardian, and their relationship had always been very good, but for some reason Vivian always felt a subtle sense of incompatibility.She stared fixedly at the unscented lily in the vase, a drop of water slowly slid down from the petal of the lily, and made a small pool of crystal clear water. Correspondingly, for a while, there was a feeling of not knowing where to go:

"I seem to have just had a long, long dream."

"You're awake now, don't be afraid, dear." Natasha kissed her side face:

"No matter what's in the dream, they can't scare you anymore."

Just when the atmosphere was just right, there was a knocking sound from outside the window.

Natasha's expression was subtle for a moment, and she asked tentatively, "Vivi, do you remember Peter?"

Although Director Fury patted his chest muscles under the half-truth and half-fake threat of her widow, he assured that this was just an ordinary forgetting curse plus a memory tampering curse, except that all the relevant memories of the dark wizard himself were removed from Vivienne's. It has no effect on other things other than being erased from the memory, but Natasha can't help but care about her, so she really treats Vivienne as a fragile item now, and she handles it gently and speaks softly.

"Remember, my good neighbor Spider-Man in New York, my good classmate in high school." Vivienne nodded without hesitation: "Don't worry Nata, I'm not sleepy yet."

"Then I'm relieved." Natasha is basically sure that Fury's statement is correct. Indeed, except for the black wizard who erased her own existence, Vivienne's other memories can basically be confirmed to be unchanged, so She even walked briskly, went to the window and opened the curtains, and said hello to Spider-Man hanging on the glass window outside:

"Hello, Peter, are you here to visit Vivienne too?"

Wearing a homemade red and blue two-color spider suit, Peter held a paper bag in his hand, and looked at the black widow with a particularly warm and friendly smile. For a while, he didn't know whether to go in or not.He swears to the sky and the earth on his physics achievements, the Black Widow has never been able to match the words "warm and friendly"!

The two members of the Arachnid looked at each other through the glass window, and the atmosphere was both friendly and awkward.

Vivienne looked out of the window, and her face turned pale with fright: "Oh my god! What floor is this? Nata, please do me a favor and open the window quickly to let him in. This height is no joke !"

Natasha pressed a button to raise the glass window, and Peter seized the time to roll in quickly, tore off his hood, and handed the things in his hand to Vivienne. His face was a little red, maybe it was because of the Vivienne's words were caused by the violent movement of flying over with the spider's silk as a shortcut:

"For you."

Vivian looked at the bag with great interest: "Can I take it apart? By the way, what is it?"

Peter scratched his head embarrassingly, and said, "It's your agent who asked me to send you the documents."

Natasha: Desperate, desperate, desperate for this group of straight male teammates, I came to visit the girl and came empty-handed without bringing anything—not empty-handed, even brought work here!Peter Parker, you really let me down!Fortunately, I re-bet your first confession at the gambling table opened by Wonder Woman, and I bet five dollars!

She decided to go back and bet on the captain instead, and also bet five dollars.

Why is there so little money? Because she knows how bad her teammates are, so it's the safest way. By the way, both Wonder Woman and Batman bet on Nightwing, but it's also five dollars. It seems that everyone is not easy. Woolen cloth.

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Thanks to Yunmengze and Eagle and Cross for the nutrient solution (づ￣3￣)づ