SWNOVELXO Chapter 9: 9
Chapter 9: Learning a Foreign Language? Learning the Dark Arts!
Bella's eyes widened, her pupils full of disbelief. Sean's words were like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples. Is what Sean said true? Hasn't the master already...
Although as one of the most entrenched elders among the Death Eaters, Bella firmly believed that Voldemort was not dead, but was gathering strength, waiting for another opportunity to soar into the sky. But eleven years have gradually worn away the expectations and enthusiasm in Bella's heart.
While imprisoned in Azkaban, looking at the dark cage and cold shackles, she asked herself this question countless times: Why hasn't the owner come to rescue them? Sometimes, Bella even thought in a blasphemous way, whether the master had already... otherwise why...
The Dark Lord that she once believed in was about to return seemed to become more and more distant as time went by. But now, Sean's words were like a flash of lightning, instantly lighting up the dying flame in her heart.
At this moment, Bella's face was full of astonishment, as if she was struck by lightning. She froze in place and even forgot to breathe. Her lips were slightly open, but no sound came out. She just stared at Sean with shock, as if trying to find any sign of a joke on his face.
However, Sean's eyes were firm and serious, without a trace of joking. This made Bella realize that what he said was true. She couldn't accept this fact, but she had to face it. Her heart began to surge, and all kinds of complicated emotions intertwined, making her feel dizzy.
After a long while, Bella slowly came back to her senses, but she still couldn't calm down the shock in her heart. She took a deep breath, trying to calm down her excitement, but her hands were still shaking slightly, revealing her inner panic.
"Are you serious?" Bella's voice was trembling. She stared at Sean and confirmed again, "Is the Master really coming back?"
Sean didn't say anything, just nodded slightly. This tiny action was like a reassurance, and Bella was instantly excited and tears filled her eyes.
"I knew that the master would never abandon us!" Bella murmured to herself, with a fanatical light flashing in her eyes, "I must do something for him to welcome his return!"
"Of course, the premise of all this is that you have to follow my arrangements..."
"What arrangement...? Could it be..."
Bella's mood has undoubtedly changed dramatically compared to before. She stared boldly at a certain part of Sean and involuntarily opened her tightly closed, well-proportioned and slender legs...
If Sean can get him to see his master again, she doesn't mind playing some tricks with Sean... When you ask someone to do something for you, you should always show some sincerity...
But now she is penniless, the only thing she has is this decent body and her flexible skills... this is her bargaining chip now. And facing Bella's bold behavior, Sean's interest was also aroused.
From a psychological or physiological point of view, using the Imperius Curse is not as comfortable as letting the other person throw themselves into your arms, and it also gives you a greater sense of conquest...
Sean pounced on Bella on the sofa like a hungry tiger, and opened up the battlefield to the kitchen stove, the coffee table in the living room, the washing machine in the bathroom... For a moment, the two people with ulterior motives spent a wonderful afternoon happily in laughter...
After the war, Bella lay on the bed in the bedroom, with a subtle light in her eyes. She slowly reached out her hand, and her fingertips gently touched Sean's muscular chest. As her fingers moved, she began to draw circles on Sean's chest. The movements were light and rhythmic, as if she was composing a silent piece of music, causing a slight tremor.
Sean's skin looked tight and strong under her fingertips, and every subtle ups and downs revealed the strength and beauty of men. Bella's fingertips seemed to carry electricity, and every touch caused Sean's body to react subtly.
"Do you want to do it again?" Sean turned over, hugged Bella's tight body, and stared at her hungrily.
"No, no, not coming..." Bella waved her hands in panic. She could swear to Merlin that "she" was definitely swollen. She had just witnessed the full fighting power of this little enemy. Thinking of her bold action just now, which had caused the opponent to go full fire, an abnormal blush appeared on Bella's cheeks.
What if... What if...
Bella didn't dare to think about it any further, she quickly changed the subject and asked the question she hadn't had time to ask during the battle: "What are you going to do?"
"Do you know the Philosopher's Stone?" Sean lay lazily on two large, fluffy pads, eating cherries produced by the Black family out of boredom.
"The Philosopher's Stone?" Bella frowned, obviously surprised by the topic. "You mean Nicolas Flamel's stone?"
Sean looked at Bella in surprise. He didn't expect that she knew about the existence of this stone. Then he nodded: "Yes, that's it."
The Philosopher's Stone is a man-made red stone with magical properties. It can be used to create an elixir that prolongs the life of the drinker, and can also turn any metal into pure gold. The stone was created by the famous alchemist Nicolas Flamel.
The famous alchemist Nicolas Flamel created the only known instance of the Philosopher's Stone as of 1991. Flamel used it to create an elixir of life that extended the lives of himself and his wife Perenelle for more than six centuries.
Bella's face turned serious, "Why do you suddenly mention this?"
"Because I have some news about it," Sean sat up and looked at Bella sharply, "It is said that the Philosopher's Stone is now in Hogwarts."
"Hogwarts?" Bella exclaimed. "You mean Dumbledore hid it there?"
"Um."
"Yes, there is no place in the world safer than under Dumbledore's nose..." Bella murmured to herself, "So what you mean is..."
"Yes, if the news of the Philosopher's Stone appearing in Hogwarts spreads, and if the respected Mr. Voldemort knows about it, he will definitely not give up this opportunity."
"Even if the Philosopher's Stone was in Dumbledore's possession, given his character, he would have taken the risk and tried to take it away..."
"And I mean... if Mr. Voldemort really gets hold of this magical Philosopher's Stone, his injuries will definitely heal, right~" At the end, Sean lengthened his ending tone in a seductive voice.
Bella's eyes suddenly became hot when she heard this, and she seemed to see a brand new future unfolding before her. In that future, her master Voldemort will regain supreme power and unify the wizarding world, and she, as the most loyal Death Eater, will also rise with the tide and gain unprecedented glory and status.
But Bella calmed down and realized that stealing the precious Philosopher's Stone from a place like Hogwarts would be almost impossible. She frowned and took a deep breath: "Sean, your idea is bold, but we have to face reality. Hogwarts is not an ordinary place. Dumbledore and that boy are not easy to deal with..."
"What if... I have already got the position of professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts... with the help of internal and external forces..." Sean only said some words briefly, and in order to increase the persuasiveness of his words, he took out the employment letter from his pocket and unfolded it in front of Bella.
Bella's expression suddenly became beautiful. She didn't expect that Sean, who had kidnapped a serious criminal from the Ministry of Magic last month, had suddenly turned into a professor at Hogwarts.
Letting a criminal teach students, this kind of identity change is simply ridiculous. Reality and absurdity kept interweaving and washing over Bella's face. Then, she changed her face and revealed an extremely flattering smile: "What should I do?"
Looking at this woman whose expression changed like turning pages of a book, Sean felt helpless. "My dark magic skills are not very good, so I need you, a 'very vicious' Death Eater, to teach me the dark magic..."
"Good..." Bella held Sean's wand tightly in her hand and began to patiently teach him the key points and essentials of black magic.
Tonight is destined to be another sleepless night.