Chapter 1617

It should have ended long ago.

What kind of love could a Death Eater have?

She, this little Death Eater, had been filthy to the core for a long time! Bulstrode was extremely surprised to see her actions.

"I thought you needed a long time to calm down, why did you come out so soon... you..."

"Enough, you don't need to worry about my business, and you don't need to worry about who I am.

I hope I don't hear you speak again, otherwise I'll cut out your tongue. We're graduating soon, don't make me angry, get lost!"

Becky discovered that the feeling after venting was great.

If she had been this decisive before, perhaps she wouldn't have ended up with nothing to say to the Potter brat.

Perhaps...

Forget it, why think so much? What's done is done, she has no need to explain to anyone!

Potter's trial was over.

Potter even came up with a theory about Squibs turning into wizards.

Potter was being flattered by others.

Even the professors were urging him to hurry up and research potions, to let the world know about Potter.

Potter began to delve into potions.

Potter was like a madman, not resting every day.

Potter went missing again.

Potter was found again.

Potter returned covered in wounds. Potter's potion finally succeeded.

Potter...

Becky began to hear a lot of news about the Potter brat, whether she wanted to or not.

It was all brought by Bulstrode.

Ever since she yelled at him, this guy stopped being sarcastic and instead always brought her some news about Potter.

Becky listened sometimes, and sometimes she didn't.

Most of the time she didn't listen.

Because there were other girls in the common room passing on news, and they spoke in much more detail than Bulstrode.

Becky listened expressionlessly, as if it had nothing to do with Potter at all; she also heard many girls calling her cold-blooded and heartless.

Yes! How cold-blooded she was!

She didn't even change her expression! Until.

Hogwarts was finally going to be closed.

Because the youngest red-headed Weasley sister from Gryffindor had been taken, Becky subconsciously wanted to find that guy.

That stupid guy must be thinking about going out to save people.

No!

Not this time!

The Heir of Slytherin had gone this far; it seemed he really intended to kill.

With his meager ability, was he going to serve himself up on a platter?

Fortunately, the Head of House caught him.

The next day, Hogwarts was going to send them all back.

She knew his nature, so she locked the train door.

She had thought that guy wouldn't be able to run away, but who knew that guy actually managed to run out.

He even saved Hogwarts.

"I heard Lockhart can't move at all, how pitiful!"

Bulstrode showed a bit of sympathy.

Becky nodded in agreement.

Yes, truly pitiful.

So pitiful that she wanted to laugh out loud! So she really did laugh out loud.

She was really like a joke, from beginning to end, she had absolutely no part in it!

"Hey, tell me, how pitiful is he? Is he all alone? Can he not even muster the courage to struggle?"

Becky asked, covering her mouth and laughing wildly...

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