Chapter 1615

But why can't he be found at the dining table? Becky notified the professor.

Finally, all the students at Hogwarts moved.

Because she is a prefect, she was able to go out to find the Potter little brat.

When Headmaster Dumbledore found the grass outside the castle.

She was also there.

It's just that no one noticed her.

She watched the Potter little brat being sent away by Professor McGonagall, covered in blood.

After a long silence, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

She nodded to Headmaster Dumbledore and then left elegantly.

She walked into the Slytherin common room.

"Becky, what happened to that Potter again?"

Bletchley was like joking and like pitying.

Becky curled her lips.

She smiled elegantly: "Suffered some injuries, still alive."

Yeah!

Isn't it enough to be alive?

"Why aren't you sad at all? Really let go?"

Bletchley looked at her suspiciously.

Becky curled her lips, showing an indifferent expression, and said disdainfully: "What let go or not, I just gave him some face before because he saved me."

"Don't say such things in the future, people will think I have something with him!"

"I'm different from you, I don't rob the cradle!"

Isn't it just a little boy?

She had long forgotten.

Forgotten completely.

She couldn't even cry with those little girls, so where is there any love?

Right, I can write a letter to Dad, let Dad see if he can use this matter to scrape a layer of skin off the Ministry of Magic.

This matter, Dad should like to do it very much, right?