Chapter 380 Love vanity?No, it is to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.
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Qing Mo Da Xian
In the world of wizards, some ancient families will give birth to branches.
They develop independently and strengthen each other.
This is true of Lestrange, and so is Rozier.
There is a large grape-growing area in southwestern France, and along the upper reaches of the Dordogne River, there is a manor invisible to Muggles.
It's not as luxurious as Malfoy Manor, but it's full of history.
The surveillance magic here can prevent the hostess inside from going out, but it cannot effectively intercept the parchment sent by Victor.
Vader was wearing silky black pajamas, lazily lying on a velvet sofa.
The table facing her has a bottle of red wine that has just been opened, and a crystal goblet is placed next to it.
A little further on, the Deathly Hallows logo is slowly outlined in blood.
The smell of blood made her frown rather displeased.
It's not difficult to come here in person. In this case, there is a high probability that you will ask for help.
"Surprising." Vader put down the parchment, took a sip from the crystal goblet.
Grindelwald's only apprentice has already made up the idea of the Holy 28.
Although it is not an old and prestigious family, it is a good start.
Under the slightly ostentatious tone, it was as expected that he asked for help.
As the sole heir of the Rozier family in France, she actually didn't think much of the British cousin who died as a Death Eater.
There is no future in following Voldemort.
Be ruthless to the enemy, and even more ruthless to your own people.
Witches just wear the symbol of the Deathly Hallows on their bodies, not like the Death Eaters who need to brand the next Dark Mark that can never be removed.
The moment Voldemort fell, they were either killed on the spot or imprisoned in Azkaban for life.
Although many escaped, they either had to pay a huge amount of Galleons for "atonement", or confessed to other hidden Death Eaters.
Members of extremist organizations are extremists.
What wizards should really be afraid of is not a loose organization united by terror, but a group of people who are willing to sacrifice themselves for the same dream.
Vader quickly wrote a letter, but it was not addressed to Victor.
Her cousin Evan Rozier died a year before Voldemort's downfall, so the Rozier family in England did not suffer much liquidation.
For the sake of the same last name, they will be more than happy to help.
……
……
After two "boring" potions classes, Vincent returned to the activity room and snapped his fingers.
If the Rozier family is willing to help, the difficulty of stabilizing the Greengrass family will be greatly reduced.
If you can't, just have some traditional ones with Victor.
Intentionally or not, he aimed at Daphne who was sitting opposite Hermione.
Gather some information in advance?
Personality and hobbies?
When she first saw Vincent sitting over, Daphne thought it was Hermione.
"Greengrass, what is the character of your family?
Do they get along well?What do you like? "
She was confused by three questions.
"Hey!" Hermione took her little hand, her eyes were full of defense, "Please tell me your reason first."
Vincent twitched the corner of his mouth.
There is still a little more than a day left, and all preparations must be made in advance.
"I'm going to make a trip to the Greengrass house after Saturday's hearing."
Daphne's little heart stopped beating.
Both she and Hermione were trying to smooth over the little embarrassment that had popped up on their respective faces as they unraveled the misunderstanding.
"My dad is very sensible and likes to collect some antiques.
Mom was always soft-spoken, but terribly frightening when she got angry. "
"Where's your sister?" Vincent picked up Hermione's notebook on the table.
"She's never been out of the house, and I think she's eager to see the outside world."
"What do you hate?"
Daphne looked at him and stopped talking several times.
"I understand."
"My parents haven't reached the level of those people." She explained anxiously:
"Astoria is very simple and will definitely not hate you."
Vincent nodded in understanding, "Is there anything else that needs attention?"
"Actually, both of my parents are somewhat—" Daphne paused, sorting out her words a bit,
"They are more willing to make friends with powerful people. If it is you, I don't think it should be too embarrassing for you."
It's just vanity, a common problem of pure-blooded men, it's not that bad.
Now that we have the information, we can start to prescribe the right medicine.
Seeing how he was gearing up to leave, both of them secretly prayed in their hearts that things would go smoothly.
……
……
the next afternoon,
Full of confidence, Vincent walked into the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office on the third floor.
"Knock Knock-"
"come in."
Gone are Lockhart's ostentatious celebrity photoshoots, replaced by landscape paintings and potted plants.
Dorje was pruning one of the plants with light purple fruit, "Mr. Wayne, I thought you would be late."
He put down the small silver scissors in his hand, walked to the neatly arranged desk and motioned Vincent to sit down first.
"Thank you Professor."
After entering the room to tidy up his clothes, Duoji found that he was looking at the plant just now with great interest.
"This is belladonna, an important ingredient in many potions."
After getting permission, Vincent took a closer look.
Belladonna, also known as wild nightshade and belladonna, is one of the most poisonous plants in the Western Hemisphere.
Muggles of old would crush it and smear the juice on their arrowheads.
And wizards use its hallucinogenic effect to make therapeutic potions with anesthetic and hypnotic effects.
To put it simply, when I woke up, all the wounds on my body were healed.
But this one is very different from the usual ones.
"Professor, I remember that every time the belladonna bears fruit, the color and poison will become lighter."
"Yes." Duoji was a little surprised, "It seems that you have learned a lot in advance."
Vincent looked back, "Professor, the sixth grade "Advanced Potion Making" mentioned a kind of potion that only existed in legends, and its main material seems to be light purple belladonna."
"That's the flying potion." Dorje smiled and shook his head. "An old friend of mine wanted to recover it even in his dreams. He gave it to me many years ago."
"Master of Tom's memories, Mr. Horace Slughorn?"
"Well..." His eyes became a little lonely, "My old friend is not a bad person, he just thinks that Tom will achieve extraordinary achievements in the future."
It's this kind of vain character again.
Vincent's impression of Slughorn was fine.
Those who came out of Slytherin house more or less have this kind of personality.
It is human instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, but their degree is deeper.
Slughorn handing over his memory is enough to prove that he and Voldemort are not on the same side, and there is a high probability that he will be drawn into his own by Dumbledore.
……
……
They develop independently and strengthen each other.
This is true of Lestrange, and so is Rozier.
There is a large grape-growing area in southwestern France, and along the upper reaches of the Dordogne River, there is a manor invisible to Muggles.
It's not as luxurious as Malfoy Manor, but it's full of history.
The surveillance magic here can prevent the hostess inside from going out, but it cannot effectively intercept the parchment sent by Victor.
Vader was wearing silky black pajamas, lazily lying on a velvet sofa.
The table facing her has a bottle of red wine that has just been opened, and a crystal goblet is placed next to it.
A little further on, the Deathly Hallows logo is slowly outlined in blood.
The smell of blood made her frown rather displeased.
It's not difficult to come here in person. In this case, there is a high probability that you will ask for help.
"Surprising." Vader put down the parchment, took a sip from the crystal goblet.
Grindelwald's only apprentice has already made up the idea of the Holy 28.
Although it is not an old and prestigious family, it is a good start.
Under the slightly ostentatious tone, it was as expected that he asked for help.
As the sole heir of the Rozier family in France, she actually didn't think much of the British cousin who died as a Death Eater.
There is no future in following Voldemort.
Be ruthless to the enemy, and even more ruthless to your own people.
Witches just wear the symbol of the Deathly Hallows on their bodies, not like the Death Eaters who need to brand the next Dark Mark that can never be removed.
The moment Voldemort fell, they were either killed on the spot or imprisoned in Azkaban for life.
Although many escaped, they either had to pay a huge amount of Galleons for "atonement", or confessed to other hidden Death Eaters.
Members of extremist organizations are extremists.
What wizards should really be afraid of is not a loose organization united by terror, but a group of people who are willing to sacrifice themselves for the same dream.
Vader quickly wrote a letter, but it was not addressed to Victor.
Her cousin Evan Rozier died a year before Voldemort's downfall, so the Rozier family in England did not suffer much liquidation.
For the sake of the same last name, they will be more than happy to help.
……
……
After two "boring" potions classes, Vincent returned to the activity room and snapped his fingers.
If the Rozier family is willing to help, the difficulty of stabilizing the Greengrass family will be greatly reduced.
If you can't, just have some traditional ones with Victor.
Intentionally or not, he aimed at Daphne who was sitting opposite Hermione.
Gather some information in advance?
Personality and hobbies?
When she first saw Vincent sitting over, Daphne thought it was Hermione.
"Greengrass, what is the character of your family?
Do they get along well?What do you like? "
She was confused by three questions.
"Hey!" Hermione took her little hand, her eyes were full of defense, "Please tell me your reason first."
Vincent twitched the corner of his mouth.
There is still a little more than a day left, and all preparations must be made in advance.
"I'm going to make a trip to the Greengrass house after Saturday's hearing."
Daphne's little heart stopped beating.
Both she and Hermione were trying to smooth over the little embarrassment that had popped up on their respective faces as they unraveled the misunderstanding.
"My dad is very sensible and likes to collect some antiques.
Mom was always soft-spoken, but terribly frightening when she got angry. "
"Where's your sister?" Vincent picked up Hermione's notebook on the table.
"She's never been out of the house, and I think she's eager to see the outside world."
"What do you hate?"
Daphne looked at him and stopped talking several times.
"I understand."
"My parents haven't reached the level of those people." She explained anxiously:
"Astoria is very simple and will definitely not hate you."
Vincent nodded in understanding, "Is there anything else that needs attention?"
"Actually, both of my parents are somewhat—" Daphne paused, sorting out her words a bit,
"They are more willing to make friends with powerful people. If it is you, I don't think it should be too embarrassing for you."
It's just vanity, a common problem of pure-blooded men, it's not that bad.
Now that we have the information, we can start to prescribe the right medicine.
Seeing how he was gearing up to leave, both of them secretly prayed in their hearts that things would go smoothly.
……
……
the next afternoon,
Full of confidence, Vincent walked into the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office on the third floor.
"Knock Knock-"
"come in."
Gone are Lockhart's ostentatious celebrity photoshoots, replaced by landscape paintings and potted plants.
Dorje was pruning one of the plants with light purple fruit, "Mr. Wayne, I thought you would be late."
He put down the small silver scissors in his hand, walked to the neatly arranged desk and motioned Vincent to sit down first.
"Thank you Professor."
After entering the room to tidy up his clothes, Duoji found that he was looking at the plant just now with great interest.
"This is belladonna, an important ingredient in many potions."
After getting permission, Vincent took a closer look.
Belladonna, also known as wild nightshade and belladonna, is one of the most poisonous plants in the Western Hemisphere.
Muggles of old would crush it and smear the juice on their arrowheads.
And wizards use its hallucinogenic effect to make therapeutic potions with anesthetic and hypnotic effects.
To put it simply, when I woke up, all the wounds on my body were healed.
But this one is very different from the usual ones.
"Professor, I remember that every time the belladonna bears fruit, the color and poison will become lighter."
"Yes." Duoji was a little surprised, "It seems that you have learned a lot in advance."
Vincent looked back, "Professor, the sixth grade "Advanced Potion Making" mentioned a kind of potion that only existed in legends, and its main material seems to be light purple belladonna."
"That's the flying potion." Dorje smiled and shook his head. "An old friend of mine wanted to recover it even in his dreams. He gave it to me many years ago."
"Master of Tom's memories, Mr. Horace Slughorn?"
"Well..." His eyes became a little lonely, "My old friend is not a bad person, he just thinks that Tom will achieve extraordinary achievements in the future."
It's this kind of vain character again.
Vincent's impression of Slughorn was fine.
Those who came out of Slytherin house more or less have this kind of personality.
It is human instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, but their degree is deeper.
Slughorn handing over his memory is enough to prove that he and Voldemort are not on the same side, and there is a high probability that he will be drawn into his own by Dumbledore.
……
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