Click.
A sharp crack drew the attention of Snape and Dumbledore, who was about to unleash another rage.
"Lupin!" x2
Snape recalled their previous encounter.
Dumbledore sensed Lupin's presence.
Lupin's body stiffened, into a comical pose.
He was just about to retreat when Snape's words, "You tell me if she's pretending to be young or not," were so damaging that he accidentally stepped on a piece of charred wood.
"Hello!" Lupin could only walk into the room and wave to greet everyone.
"You're still here?" Snape's face darkened. "Oh dear, how could I be so careless? I forgot that you Marauders are a bunch of vile, shameless, and despicable scoundrels."
His black eyes seemed to hold the bared fangs of a venomous snake.
"This isn't the first time. Just like your friend Sirius, who wanted to use you to kill me."
(Dumbledore tried to interrupt but Lupin stopped him.)
"I don't care at all that this will get you into Azkaban."
"Your position in that team has always been like this."
"Sirius has been ruled out as the Secret Keeper, so it's not your turn either."
"After all, you're an untrustworthy Werewolf, don't I agree?"
"Remus Lupin".
"He didn't do it on purpose." Lupin suppressed his anger and kept his composure.
"As our enemy, you should know this very well."
"I knew how impulsive he was beneath that calm exterior."
"Impulsive?" Snape scoffed. "At the cost of my life and your future?"
"Perhaps Peter will also be pushed out as a scapegoat."
"Only the Potter and the Black family heirs escaped unscathed."
"Don't you understand? Why don't others act impulsively?"
"Because he has the resources, the ancient Black Family backing him up."
"And you and I have nothing."
"The same goes for that shameless bastard James Potter."
"He saved me because he knew that if I really died, I would never win Lily's heart."
"You're going too far, Severus," Dumbledore finally interrupted.
"It's happening again." Snape lowered his head, then suddenly raised it towards Dumbledore and roared, "Will you always be this biased?"
"Fairness towards Gryffindor. No matter how big a mistake they make, you can always find a so-called bright spot."
"The Slytherin students were clearly forced to retaliate, but as long as they used Dark Magic, using their intelligence to overcome the strong with the weak is despicable and shameless, and they are being targeted by you?"
"You'll always be like this!"
"Can you honestly say that James Potter didn't have that thought?"
"No," Dumbledore shook his head.
"You—" Lupin looked up in surprise.
Dumbledore sighed. "James might, no, it's quite possible that he does have that idea."
"But that's not the whole story. He was more concerned about it."
"Concerned?" Snape smiled sarcastically.
Dumbledore ignored him, "He did not have the courage to witness a life being lost."
"Even if that person was his rival in love, someone he always wanted to disappear."
"People are multifaceted."
"Evil and good are like twins; no one can guarantee that they will never have an evil thought."
"He may have thought the same way you have. He may also be worried that it will affect his friend's future."
"But when he ran towards you, he didn't hesitate at all."
"I pushed you away without hesitation."
Snape glared at her indignantly. "You talk as if you were there."
Dumbledore shrugged. "Of course I am."
"I was the one who got Remus Lupin admitted. So naturally I have to take responsibility."
"I really miss the days when I would stroll outside the Black Lake Forbidden Forest Hog's Head Inn on a full moon night."
"You..." Lupin's eyes reddened.
Then, Snape was ignored.
Lupin took out the parchment and began discussing it with Dumbledore.
After that, Basil did not broadcast any more content live.
After all, in reality, he and Hermione had already left Hagrid's Hut.
They are having dinner in the Great Hall.
Eating is important.
In the Chat Group.
Madison lamented, "The unhappiness of childhood takes a lifetime to heal."
"It seems Snape had a reason for targeting Gryffindor."
Zoe: "So Dumbledore still biased."
Beatrix: "What's wrong with always having a preference?"
"In normal families, the obedient and outstanding child is often more favored."
Sophie, unusually, used her brain. "But before Dumbledore favoritism, who knew Lupin would be a Gryffindor student? Logically, he would have been more likely to be Slytherin student."
Madison retorted, "Country girl, you should read Harry Potter a few more times."
"At Hogwarts, whatever house your parents and grandparents live in, that house will generally be the house your children live in as well."
"This is determined by the family atmosphere; from a young age, wizards are cultivated early by the atmosphere of the academy."
That's why Sirius's choice was so surprising.
Ariana: "Drinking tea. jpg"
Bellatrix: "You guys stop talking."
Alice said there would be a real Wind and Rain tonight, and her family was going to play baseball.
"Bellatrix looks so pitiful. jpg"
Sophie: "???"
Beatrix: "Foolish hopelessness. This means Lauren, Victoria, and James, those three non-vegetarian vampires, will be passing through Fawkes."
Zoe: "Okay. Basil?"
Basil: "I've arrived. Bellatrix, you can come to Rosalie's room."
"Phew!" In reality, Basil forced himself to distract himself.
As soon as they arrived, Rosalie pinned him to the ground and straddled him.
Her flawless face pressed against his chest, rubbing against him incessantly.
"No, let me take a look. Let me see the room's decor."
This is a room that doesn't look like a girl's room at all.
The walls are covered with various car parts and the floor is covered with metallurgical tools that can only be seen in Geng's videos.
Besides
But the next second, a stunning figure appeared beneath the loose white shirt; the shirt was tied at the front, revealing a flat, snow-white abdomen with alluring lines.
All of these thoughts welled up in my mind again.
Basil, who is perfectly in control of himself, is pretending to be out of control.
Until
"It's unbelievable. You also have light blue eyes and golden hair." Her violet eyes looked at him dreamily. "Why am I so fascinated by you?"
Basil finally snapped out of his daze, looking at Rosalie's stunningly beautiful face and perfect body.
He could hear what she was saying, even though the voice was very soft, almost like a mosquito's buzz.
I also know what she's talking about.
Rosalie's first fiancé, the sadistic and cruel man who, along with his friends, tortured her to the point of near death and dumped her on a snowy road—Royce King II.
He owns all the lucrative properties in Rochester and is considered the direct heir to the Rochester royal family.
With her dazzling blonde hair, light blue eyes, and handsome face, it's hard for any woman not to fall in love with her.
Rosalie once thought that he and she would live happily ever after like a princess and prince in a fairy tale.
After becoming a vampire, she killed the five people who had cruelly treated her that day.
Reus was left until the very end.
Hearing the news of his friends dying one by one, he trembled and hid in a windowless, heavily guarded room—the only door had a door as thick as a bank's vaulted ceiling outside, and there were fully armed guards standing at the door.
Then, he deliberately made a noise and killed the guard.
She entered slowly and deliberately, still wearing the wedding dress she was supposed to wear at her wedding.
In a state of utter despair, they took Reus's life.
And it did not consume any human blood.
The reason given was that their blood was too dirty.
It's truly astonishing that in the early stages of this transformation, when one is willing to die for blood, one can endure the pain of taking the life of one's enemy with one's own hands, relying entirely on the hatred and loathing in one's heart.
This shows how deep the hatred is.
I'm completely immune to blond, blue-eyed heartthrobs like Reuss.
But this deep-seated dislike and aversion completely disappeared after meeting Basil.
For the first time, Basil felt the terrifying power of his own charm.
This is equivalent to magic.
He began to suspect that even if he were to transmigrate into the presence of a bloodless and tearless thousand-year-old female demon, he could still survive by virtue of his appearance.
"Logically speaking, I should like Emmett," Rosalie continued. "He has black curly hair and dimples that he shows even when he's making a face in pain."
"It was an innocence that seemed out of place on an adult's face."
(Basil is instantly pulled out of character: I get it, it's a vampire version of Anaphora)
"More importantly, he looks a lot like Vera's son."
(Ghost, she treats you like a best friend, but you treat her like your mother-in-law)
"But Alice's rejection of Jasper intrigued me."
"I was very vain back then."
"I am undeniably beautiful, and after becoming a vampire, I will never find a woman more beautiful than me."
"But Jasper can, if he dresses as a woman."
"Even someone like Jasper Alice can refuse."
"How charming will her Prophecy partner be?"
"And so I waited, with Alice."
Basil didn't mind Rosalie talking too much.
Rosalie, who longed to have a child, had not communicated with him before.
Whenever there's an opportunity, it's always through more direct methods.
Rather than words.
He stroked Rosalie's smooth back. "Then I'm so lucky."
Bellatrix stood frozen in front of Rosalie's door.
This is outrageous.
She called Basil over and put on a pitiful expression in front of the group of bad women in the gang.
But Rosalie ended up benefiting instead?
She wanted to rush in and say something, but she was afraid of Rosalie's Pregnancy Gaze.
"Why don't you go inside?" Alice was completely unperturbed by what was happening in the room.
She walked in gracefully, almost as if she were dancing.
She walked to the middle of the room, next to Rosalie and Basil's overlapping figures, and then crossed her legs and curled up there.
She cupped her delicate little face and looked at the two of them with an innocent expression.
"Bellatrix hasn't come in yet. Did I come at the wrong time?"
"No," Basil pulled Alice into his arms, "You've come at just the right time."
Bellatrix pouted and walked in. "Shouldn't we be heading out now?"
"I mean playing baseball."
"Whose car will we be in? Alice's pale yellow Porsche? Rosalie's red convertible BMW?"
"It's still my Chevrolet truck."
Although she offered many choices, the obvious fluctuations in her tone proved that she actually only had one answer: the last one.
"I won't choose any of them." Basil stood up with the help of Alice and Rosalie.
He said in a slightly mysterious tone, "I choose the fire dragon!"
"One year and two months old, Norwegian Ridgeback, female, 50 feet long."
"Enough to take your whole family."
He pointed forward.
Bellatrix looked over.
Rosalie's room, like Edward's room in the novel, faces south and has a whole wall of floor-to-ceiling windows, just like the large room downstairs, which is all glass.
She has been invited many times.
The scenery behind me is already etched in my memory.
The winding Sol Duc River, lush forests, and the beautiful Olympia Mountains adorn it.
But today, a fire dragon with black scales and orange-red vertical pupils is circling above the forest.
"Is it Norberta?" Bellatrix immediately thought of Norbert from the Harry novels.
"I suppose so," Basil shrugged.
"Let's go downstairs first. Your family should know what that means."
"I once told Esme that I have a fire dragon."
Rosalie had just taken off her clothes, revealing her flawless white body, was pulling her head into her sweater when she asked, "When? When did you talk to her?"
Although Esme is not their biological mother.
But after all these years, she is no different from a biological child.
Carlisle was also equivalent to their biological father.
They all knew what kind of magic Basil possessed.
That magic is stronger than blood addiction.
Alice nervously raised her head as well.
"What kind of looks are those?" Basil retorted angrily. "I have morals too."
"I have always refused to date married men."
"Narcissa." Alice spoke in an angelic voice, uttering words that were utterly venomous to Basil.
"I'm doing this so that Esme knows about me," Basil said angrily. "What's wrong with a son-in-law letting his mother-in-law know about him?"
"I'm leaving now."
"I'm afraid Emmett will fight with the dragon. You all know he loves big guys."
Then, a teleportation.
Basil entered the spacious living room, then quickly went out the door and onto the lawn.
The Norberta, whose image was created by him and manifested in another world, is now bowing his head in the shade of a cedar tree.
The area was surrounded by vampires.
Besides the two people changing clothes upstairs, Jasper was also present in the Cullen family.
Emmett didn't lose his mind and provoke them; he genuinely enjoyed dueling with creatures stronger than himself to demonstrate his power.
But with such a large difference in size, he's not like the female warrior from King Kong.
"Where's Jasper?" Basil walked up casually to Esme, who looked like an innocent young girl.
It was not Esme who answered, but Carlisle.
He blinked his emerald eyes. "Jasper is still unwilling to meet Alice's partner."
"He truly loved Alice as a partner."
"Unlike Emmett, his affection for Rosalie was not just romantic."