[Comprehensive] Potions Master and BAU

People always feel happy when they are close to happiness, but worry about gains and losses when happiness is in progress.

She raised the corners of her lips, lowered her eyelids, and murmured softly, "A witch?" The middle-aged man beside him was still babbling about fragments of memories, and his expression, which was sometimes heartbroken and sometimes joyful, was fixed into a pair. Broken memories of the past.Liu Fanxu didn't speak again, she looked out of the car window silently, is this the end of the combination of witches and Muggles?

Liu Fanxu poked his eyebrows lightly with his fingertips, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.That's right, the end of the combination of witches and Muggles, she just didn't want to face up to this cruel fact.There are too many bloody examples in front of her, she dare not think about it, dare not look at it, she is afraid that those cruel reality like nightmares will drag her into the vortex of eternal doom.However, how could she really forget that Voldemort, who had shrouded the wizarding world under the cloud of terror for decades, was the child born of the combination of witches and Muggles.

Whose fault is his life?Was it the fault of his biological mother Meropomavolo?She is a descendant of Slytherin blood, but fell madly and stubbornly in love with a Muggle whom she was taught to hate when she was a child.She loved desperately and desperately, and finally chose to die. At the moment before the end of her life, she still did not forget to pass on the name of the person she loved to her abandoned son.From beginning to end, the most important thing in her heart is still the man who fears her and loathes her.

And what's wrong with his father, Tom Riddle, the man who abandoned his biological mother and didn't even know he existed?His greatest misfortune was meeting Meropomavolo, and his greatest sorrow was being madly in love with her, a woman who would do anything to get him with love potions. Ordinary people with wizards.

In other words, those crimes should all be liquidated on Voldemort alone.So who caused all this, the pain that was inflicted on him when he was a child, who should be responsible for the sins he suffered?

Professor Dumbledore once said that what kind of person a person becomes and what kind of path he takes depends on his or her choice; There is no choice, so how should we face the boundless darkness in front of us, they devour the soul, and bring all the misfortunes to him and her, but he and she can do nothing.

Voldemort, his life made him evil, his experience made him cruel, his fate made his choice, and his choice made everyone's tragedy.He resented his mother, he hated his father, he hated his mixed-race identity, and he even tortured his own flesh and soul over and over again because of this.Would everything have been different if, in the very first moment, his mother, Meropomavolo, hadn't been madly in love with his father, Tom Riddle?

Her tutor, Professor Severus Snape, was also a child of witches and Muggles, and few people know that his full name is actually Severus Springs Snape.Prince, the surname of an ancient nobleman, represents the inheritance of the potions family.That man who always wears a robe as dark as night, stands in the cold basement, guarding the cauldron day and night, all alone.

Did he ever blame his mother, Irene Prince, for his biracial identity?She is also pure-blooded, also aristocratic, and the only heir who bears the fate of the entire family.But for the love she thought, she abandoned her family, abandoned her responsibilities, and cowardly chose to escape.Abandoning the wand in his hand, ignoring the magic power on his body, and loving a Muggle with the most humble gesture.She threw away all her self-esteem and pride, and prostrated herself together with her son in front of that man, begging for the love she imagined.

When he was a student, the Half-Blood Prince called himself arrogant and arrogant.However, this self-proclaimed title is not a mockery of oneself, a resentment of one's own fate?The girl she loves marries someone else, and the man she chooses is a nobleman. Has he also imagined his origin because of this? If it is not so humble, then the ending will be different.However, the fate already full of thorns, and deprived of the right to love, he pursues power and status alone and blindly, and his eager desire for power makes him make a choice that destroys his life.

If at the beginning, Irene Prince didn't cowardly evade her responsibilities, and didn't humbly pray for the love that never belonged to her.Could Professor Severus Snape have a different fate?As the heir of an ancient nobleman, he will carry the blessing of Prince in his blood, instead of being buried in the sad past with his dignity and life.

What's even more ridiculous is that she sitting here, laughing at Meropomavolo and Irene Prince, made the same choice as they did back then, and is doing what they did back then same thing.In the near future, will she cause her children to struggle in a dark vortex all their lives because of her choice, just like the Voldemort who was reviled by everyone and her mentor, will her children also be like this? resent her?

The car quickly turned from the main road into an inconspicuous mountain road next to it. This narrow lane, which can only pass one car, winds up.Liu Fanxu raised his eyes, with troubled thoughts on his face, and his face became paler. Through the car window, she looked at the tall trees covered with gray outside, and then remembered that a long time had passed. He raised his wrist and looked at the time, it was already evening.

She turned her head to look at the middle-aged man who was still making strange noises beside him. His hands were tightly gripping the steering wheel, and the bulging veins on the back of his hands showed that he had exerted the greatest effort. The expression on his face was sometimes ferocious and sometimes Rejoice but cry sometimes when depressed.Liu Fanxu sighed, this person has been completely immersed in the world he imagined and cannot extricate himself.He forgot that she was still in the passenger seat, probably because she was too submissive or too quiet.She closed her eyes, exhaled helplessly, raised her hand and rubbed the center of her brows, took out her mobile phone from her handbag, and turned on the screen, only to find that the signal grid was empty, and her heart skipped a beat. No signal.

I don't know if Rhett has called her cell phone, I don't know if he already knows what happened to her today, I don't know how worried he will be, and now she can't contact him.Liu Fanxu frowned in distress. She could actually get away now and pretend that she was a survivor who escaped without the murderer's warning. It was very simple, and only needed a little confusion spell and a forgetting spell.However, she glanced at the middle-aged man beside her, and she knew she couldn't.If it was Rhett sitting here, even if he was in danger, he would never let this mental patient with severe paranoia leave alone.What's more, there are strange things about him that she hasn't confirmed. She can't bear the possibility that Rhett may face a murderer who has connections with the magic world.

Liu Fanxu leaned against the car window, resting his chin with one hand, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and his heart was full of complexities.She knew very well that as long as there were wizards in this world, Rhett might encounter a vicious dark wizard at any time.They never cared about Muggles, nor did they worry about being discovered by Muggles. They ran amok in some dark corners of the world.When they accidentally touch them, they will open their fangs without hesitation and devour anyone who tries to hinder them, even if their body and soul are destroyed, even if they are destroyed.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and the branches of the trees on the side of the road stretched out their teeth and claws, and they became ghostly, much like those described in horror movies.The middle-aged man still didn't intend to stop. She half-closed her eyes, holding a magic wand between her fingertips, and the air faintly flowed with magic power.She is constructing a magic net to detect the surrounding environment. She has a hunch that this time it seems that she has really encountered a more difficult kind.

Los Angeles Police Department, in the bau temporary office.Reed sat in front of a billboard, his head raised, his eyes glazed with pain, his body leaned forward slightly, his elbows resting on his knees, and his mobile phone was clenched in clenched hands.Morgan stood beside him with an irritable expression on his face. He looked down at the monitor, which repeatedly played back a surveillance video. It was the shooting that happened on the third floor of the Times Building in Los Angeles at noon today. The beautiful girl in a dress, It was only yesterday that he managed to escape from the grasp of the perverted murderer, but at this time he was hijacked by another murderer.

Hodge sat behind the desk next to them, lowering his head and sorting out the existing materials. His face was gloomy and dignified.The progress of the case is not optimistic. The camera captured the face of the murderer, but they couldn't find out where he was, as if this person had never appeared on earth.The license plate number photographed in the parking lot was registered under the name of a person who had been dead for 20 years. They could not even find out the relationship between the dead person and the suspect.

Rhett had been struggling with the morning things all day long. He thought he would lose sleep last night, so he lay down beside her unscrupulously, thinking that as long as he left before she woke up, he would not be found.Who would have thought that he fell asleep like this, and slept so deeply that he didn't even know when she left.Until noon when he received a call for help from the Los Angeles Police Department, on the bau special plane to Los Angeles, Reid was still struggling with how to send text messages to Liu Fanxu and what kind of content to send in the text messages.Well, he was upset about accidentally falling asleep next to her last night.

But what Reid didn't expect was that he, Hodge and Morgan walked into the Los Angeles Police Station, met the sheriff who was in contact, and learned that there was another shooting case at noon.Then he saw a photo of Liu Fanxu on the case board prepared for them by the police station. This photo was an enlarged version taken from the video of the camera. She was wearing a knee-length dress, and the expression on her face was The moment when the smile froze.Reid stared at the board in disbelief, his mind went blank, and he prayed so fearfully only yesterday, praying that such a thing would never happen.