The witch turned to stare at me, but didn't answer, "Can we talk now?"
”"I've never had an opinion," I scoffed, "if I hadn't been busy looking for things for you at first, and then running for my life, I think I would have found time to talk to you." ”She smiled and didn't show weakness at all: "If you run away without grabbing something, you don't need to run for your life."
Now it's all over your friends again - you've had to give me something after all this time. ”I was silent for a moment, snapped my fingers, and the black stone landed in my palm: "No problem.I'll give it to you. ”Vicky Boyle didn't seem to expect me to say yes so simply, but was stunned for a moment.As I played with the beautiful gem, I asked, "Do you know the status of the Malfoy surname in the British wizarding world?"
”Boyle saw that the stone's eyes became very anxious, but this did not prevent her high-speed brain, and she quickly understood what I meant: "Don't worry, we didn't expect to run into the little master of the Malfoy family by such a coincidence when we started at the beginning......
As long as we give it to us, we won't have any trouble with the Malfoys. ”She rolled her eyes and suddenly asked, "Are you nervous about him?"
”I didn't blink my eyes, and I began to think about how to escape for a while: "I was the one who caused him to be the first to do it, and now of course I have to ensure his safety first." ”Boyle, who was sitting tall, was interested, knowing that the gem would not be lost for a while, but was not in a hurry to ask for it: "Why don't you ask what we plan to do with you?"
”Whatever you're going to do, I'm going to get away anyway......
I ignored her questions and demanded that she promise not to hurt Malfoy again.Malfoy's face became complicated as he listened to our conversation, and with our stiff and unfamiliar relationship (plus this time, we've only dealt seriously three times in three years, and the first two times ended in unhappy results), he certainly wasn't going to struggle and shout "You go first!"
Leave me alone!
”Something like that.Instead, he suddenly put up a shelf and held his head high and said, "I don't need you to save me!"
”He glared at me viciously, as if I could really ignore him and run away from him.Boyle smiled, and she said, "Our hostages are worried about you, too." ”While stroking his wand, he found a more comfortable position on the upper bunk and leaned: "When it comes to the transaction of hostages and objects, hostages and hostages, there are always many things to consider.Not only do you want to get what the other party has, but you usually don't want to give yourself what you have, and you have to beware of the other party also cheating......
In the situation here, Vincent, who is working hard, has settled his companions properly, and has to think about running for his life......"
I frowned, unhappy that she called me by my name.She leaned down slightly and said softly, "Vincent, if your mother knew that you were fighting for a pure-blood wizard from a foreign country, she would probably tremble with anger. ”I ignored what she was saying, frowned and said, "What my mother thinks has nothing to do with you.You make an unbreakable oath, and I will give it to you. ”"Unbreakable rituals are too complicated."
Boyle refused."
And what do you want to do?"
The wizard's wand was against Malfoy's neck, and I felt a little impatient with a hostage in his hand.She didn't seem too lazy to drag it out with me, and suddenly smiled contemptuously: "Impatient?
I'm curious, why do you think you can bargain with us?
Because you know the magic of that portkey, can you run away with your things in time even if you're trapped by me?
Good news for you, this box is immune to that magic before you even come in - if you know how not to carry things on your body, but to find a place to hide, I'll look up to you a little bit......"
I flipped my hand with my wand, and the wand pressed against the stone, and I smiled: "I'm also curious, why are you talking so much nonsense with a fifteen-year-old......
But you can point your wand at someone, and I can't point my wand at anything?
”Boyle's face froze for a moment, a little nervous, but he still smiled reluctantly: "If you want to threaten me, at least point your wand at all the stones at the same time."
And you don't ......"
As Boyle spoke, I suddenly felt a hot heat in one of my cufflinks—something that Danki and Benelli had made to send a message when they were bored at Christmas.There are almost no magic fluctuations, and the use time can reach hundreds of years, the disadvantage is that it can only use high temperature to send signals, and it can only cool down in half a day.It was now three or four hours from London when my cufflinks suddenly became feverish, and I was wondering what they had to pass to me, when I heard Boyle say, "All the stones.""
All of what?"
I was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said, "I only have one piece here." ”"What?"
Boyle's voice startled, "How could there be only one...
No way!
”She looked at me frantically, and realized that I didn't lie to her, and was stunned for a moment, and then slowly calmed down strangely, "I shouldn't be surprised, it's Helen after all......
What can't she do?
Never mind.Anyway, it's not much of a piece, but you'll have to be careful—this thing is broken, and it won't cost you both your lives. ”She tried to show that nothing was going on, but in the end she couldn't help but warn me not to break the thing - it seemed that the black gem was really important to them.I narrowed my eyes and grabbed the name she had just said, with a vague premonition in my heart: "Wait, you said Helen......
Who is she?
”Vicky Boyle was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, apparently amused by the question I asked, and teased as she looked at the wand and the black gem in my hand, "Helen, Helen Boyle, the madwoman who shocked the French wizarding world seventeen years ago.But her own son didn't know her name. ”Helen Boyle?
Malfoy and I were both startled, and we looked at each other and saw the incredibleness in each other's eyes.Then we looked incredulously at the black gem in our hands—the mysterious thing that had put us in danger at this time: "So, this black gem is porcelain stone?"
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╭(ノ′●ω●') Chapter 20 The so-called genetic calculation date, today happens to be the first day of September, and the train on the nine-and-four-quarter platform will depart at eleven o'clock.And I'm still in France, and I've just escaped from the tight guard of the Boyle family, and I've narrowly escaped two rounds of intense pursuit.What, you ask me where I've been for most of the month since Malfoy was held hostage on the Muggle train?
At least not to go to the final between Ireland and Bulgaria – although Benelli's mother did get me a ticket.Come to think of it, after I disappeared from that train during the summer vacation, what happened in the middle was not at all rosy and really not worth remembering......
Either way, these things can be said later, and now I have to find a way out of nightmarish France—first, leaving aside the fact that there are people trying to tear me to pieces, I think I'll have to go back to school—but my magic is now exhausted, like a pond that has dried up and cracked in the summer, and it will not be able to recover for a while.I don't know what the range of activity of the knight bus is......
But I don't think it's going to be operating here across the English Channel.And my wand was broken by them.I fumbled into the empty pockets of my robe, which had been my wand's seat.The French Ministry of Magic and their pure-bloods are all in the same pants, and I know very well that I won't be stupid enough to ask them for help.Then again, it's not necessarily that my wanted is now in the French Muggle news......
Grabbing my hair, I managed to escape, and I lost the means to connect with the wizarding world......
Well, this scene is a little familiar.The difference is that I don't even have a wand on me anymore.While third-year Harry and Connelly Fudge were thinking about him, I ......
"Mr.
White," a familiar but unexpected voice sounded behind me, interrupting my train of thought, "I don't mind if you're going to wander the streets of Marseille......"
I jerked back and saw the Slytherin Dean in disbelief.Professor Snape?
“…… But I still have to go back to get ready for the start of school. ”He shook his robe, and didn't look good at me.It's France!
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I met Professor Snape on the streets of France?
I don't know which one is more incredible than Harry's mood when he saw the Minister at the Leaky Cauldron.I stared in disbelief: when I met the lovely English Professor Snape when I was cornered on the Muggle streets of France, I was surprised and had to answer him quickly, lest the great god become even more impatient: "Professor, I'm fine, let's leave now?"
”Professor Snape pulled out a dirty potion bottle, empty, "unless you'll be retinue."
Otherwise, we'll have to honestly wait here for another hour. ”It was clear that the empty potion bottle had been improvised and used as a portkey, a normal portkey - not another portkey version of the Boyle family.Professor Snape came to me much earlier than scheduled.I shook my head.I'm not even skilled in phantom manifestation, let alone running out of mana now.After thinking about it, I asked again why Professor Snape had come to me.In fact, it is asking why I have only been found now—you know, I have suffered a lot of sins in so many days.The professor pulled out two more potions and coldly handed them to me, which I recognized as restorative, medicinal potions."
The Headmaster is looking for someone to run errands, and your dear Professor Flitwick happens to be absent, so this errand can only fall on me."
There was a look of disgust on my face, and I think it had something to do with the resemblance to Sirius between my eyebrows."
The connection between you and your friends with the heat transfer magic you made on the cufflinks was so weak that it wasn't until this morning that the enthusiastic headmaster was finally able to locate you."
It makes sense, I only escaped from the boyle's terrible cellar this morning, and I'm afraid there was shielding magic there—so I'm only being found now.By the way, Professor Dumbledore sent him?
Another big "surprise".It shattered the sense of non-existence that I had painstakingly kept a low profile for three years, and I felt as if I had known everything about me, which was very bad......
Big bad ......
Maybe now that I have stepped on the critical point of order in this world, maybe the next second I will be dizzy and dizzy, and I will directly fall into the street under the punishment of "Heavenly Dao".My nervousness was probably palpable, but Professor Snape was kind enough to ease my concerns: "I don't know why you're hiding like a rat in the corner......
Mr.
Malfoy only told the Headmaster, not his father, or me, about the fact that you were on that Muggle train. ”After speaking, he pursed his lips slightly.Didn't it become known to everyone?
With a long sigh of relief, my heart slowly relaxed.After all, it's too arrogant to say that a person who shouldn't exist in this story suddenly makes headlines in the world of the story......
I praised the arrogant young master Malfoy in my heart.Professor Snape and I were alone, dressed in unclean black robes and greasy hair, and looked like an abused child (who was actually abused) as if he were stupidly going to sit on a bench on the side of the road and wait for the portkey to activate an hour later.Maybe I reminded him of Blake, then of Jaime and Lily, and then of Harry, and his upset grew.Before he could speak, I took the initiative to say, "Professor, I can last until an hour ......later," "I'm really not a person who takes care of the imp," the professor's face pulled down a little, "but I don't need the imp to tell me what to do." ”So I waited for an hour on the side of the street, accompanied by Professor Snape, during which time the pursuers passed by twice, only to be deceived by Professor Snape's clever tricks.During a certain period of boredom, the sound of a TV turned up in the roadside villa: "......
Insert emergency messages.Vincent White, a 15-year-old juvenile delinquent, escaped from the juvenile detention center......
"My eyes widened, and because Professor Snape had cast a phantasm spell on me, I simply got up from the bench and took a few steps across the well-groomed lawn in front of the house and out of the window of their living room."
The picture on the TV screen was taken a few days ago, and I described it as thin and scruffy — well, just like now, I stroked my messy hair.Keep listening: "......
The suspect is so distorted that he is known to have killed his mother at his home in London three years ago......
"relayed the news in Britain about the death of Hadge White and the disappearance of Vincent White three years ago.…… Muggle TV Wanted?
This scene is a little familiar again.“…… He is the illegitimate son of Sirius Black, who is known to be wanted in the UK......" and also put a photograph of Sirius when he was wanted in the UK.That's true.“…… Extremely dangerous.When you notice the whereabouts of the above two people, please contact ...... quickly" After listening to the family's discussion of "the wanted man and son look alike" and "the violent gene will be inherited", I realized that I seemed to be involved in Sirius one more TV wanted, and my heart was a little delicate, returning to the bench, Professor Snape looked away from the newspaper, as if pleased by the Muggle comment: "The despicable characteristics of the father are indeed passed on to the offspring......
"The gene that was framed and then wanted on Muggle TV" should have been inherited.I was a little confused, remembering that three years ago I was still in China and I was a scholar of nesting theory and often appeared on TV......
However, there is still a big difference between a wanted and a radiant speech......
The author has something to say: Silently go back to the text Chapter 21 Helen Boyle came to Hogsmeade by himself with the key to the door, and then there was a bang, and Professor Snape apparition appeared next to me - yes, it was obvious that he was disgusted with the fact that he was holding the little potion bottle with me, so he apparitioned away.He had done his best to take care of me to safety, and now he had no patience, and he said, "Go find Madam Pomfrey yourself." ”Then he flicked his sleeves and spun and disappeared.…… Didn't he say he was going to deal with the freshman job?
If you don't go to school, where does the phantom migrate?
Unintentionally probing Professor Snape's whereabouts, I muttered to myself, habitually touching my pockets—feeling empty, my wand would have been reimbursed.But I'm too tired to think about going to Diagon Alley right away to buy a new wand.In the end, I decided to go back to the castle for some rest, and then borrow Professor Flitwick's fireplace and go to Ollivander's - fortunately, unlike in the Muggle world, I couldn't get around, and once I actually reached the wizarding world, there was no shortage of means to transfer.In the astonished eyes of the villagers (presumably because I look like a refugee now), they turned and headed for school.I walked slowly across the lawn in front of the gate in the sun, it was noon, the express train had only been out of the station for over an hour, and the school was probably deserted right now - oh, and Filch would probably have been locked out of the school gate if he wasn't on duty......
As I thought this, I heard Madam Pomfrey exclaim, "Oh, Merlin's beard...... and I looked up to see her pushing open the iron door and hurrying over to meet me: "The headmaster said I would have a wounded man, and told me to wait here......
Sky!
How did you do this!
”She chattered like this, but it made me feel kind, spent most of the dark half a month in the boyle house, even after being found by Professor Snape, I was still tense (not that I didn't believe him, but Professor Snape had a high-pressure aura that people couldn't relax), and now Madam Pomfrey, who was full of concern, held me up, and was still muttering that I would not be allowed to get out of bed for a month, and I no longer had any other scruples, and I was relieved to faint with darkness in front of me.Apparently my actions upset Madam Pomfrey, for the first thing I saw when I woke up was not enough food ("You're too weak to eat too much at once!").
”）, which is a few layers of conspicuous potions placed on the baseframe.Compared to the dark and daunting herbs, these potions of all colors and clarity look much more pleasant—provided you don't have to drink them.I mean, although their taste in the mouth is not as lethal as that of traditional Chinese medicine, they obviously have some magical effects that traditional Chinese medicine can't achieve.For example, I managed to get through the side effects of a potion that looked like a good cocktail — scratching my heart and lungs to sing about the little apple in Chinese (I think the half hour I gritted my teeth and didn't make any notes drained all my self-control) — facing another potion that seemed to be against my head (it made my hair grow like crazy)."
I admire that you haven't gone crazy yet!"
Madam Pomfrey seemed to blame me for the Boyle family's ruthless methods, "Your brain is exhausted, my God, the Mind Curse!"
Dementor Curse!
The Ministry of Magic doesn't care about them!
”"The British Ministry of Magic doesn't care," I replied with an irrepressible 'you're my little apple,' "they're French. ”"I don't think you're thinking of prosecuting them," Madam Pomfrey gave me advice, apparently knowing that the French Ministry of Magic was more difficult, "there's no way to restrain them, so you might as well stay at school on vacation in the future." ”She didn't intend to ask more, but she didn't intend to just let me go, and when she reappeared, she had a few more potions in her hand."
We're going to have to fix your body for French magic."
She said seriously.Madam Pomfrey wouldn't have asked much if I wasn't going to say anything, even if I did look badly abused—"I don't care how these injuries were done, but you don't want me to heal them." ”She said this when I protested that she had given me too much potion dose, and I went to the toilet more often in the afternoon.And because of the side effects of the drug that specializes in brain trauma, my hair hangs all the way down to my waist, and if I cut them, they will continue to grow to that length.Merlin's short hair!
You know, although my hair is curly with elegant curls, it is definitely only suitable for short hair, and if it is too long, the curls will be scattered and scattered, how to say, as a man who has always been elegant, I am now like I have escaped from the psychiatric department of St.
Mungo's Hospital!
Madam Pomfrey also warned me that I would have to drink the potion for a month, so I pestered her until she gave me a small bottle of hard-to-swallow potion that made my curls straight, and the hair problem was temporarily resolved (at least I could see it).Then I noticed a student walking by outside the door - it's only two or three o'clock, and the Hogwarts Express must still be on its way?"
Don't be stupid, you've slept all day," said Madam Pomfrey, "and three waves of people have visited you repeatedly since last night. ”…… The consequence of a good day's sleep was overabundance, and despite Madam Pomfrey's repeated statements that my brain was too devastated and not very stable, I insisted on being given a designated book.At my firm insistence, Madam Pomfrey finally relented, and I got the book "The 11 Craziest Wizards of the 20th Century."
It was here that I first learned about the existence of such a strange magical object as porcelain stone, but when I read this book in my second grade, I didn't think about what the fourth wizard meant to me, so I wasn't too impressed.So now in my spirits ("I don't think so!").
”Madam Pomfrey objected dissatisfied) and went to a time when no one was disturbing, and I needed this book to help me sort out my thoughts.Adjust the cushions and tuck your long, troublesome hair to the side (God knows what those girls with long hair think!).
）, spread the book on the quilt, and calmly turned to the fourth chapter.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Helen Boyle - the bloodthirsty avenger French wizard Helen was born with a noble blood that is unattainable by others, whether it is his father Masson Bonnet, or his mother Danette Bonnet (whose maiden name was Legrand), or the blood relationship of his grandparents, Lefeble and Garcia, All of them are the most admired pure-blood families in the French wizarding world.However, she was born with this glory, but she never inherited the supreme glory of being a pure-blooded from the beginning.Like most children of pure-blood wizards in France, Helen did not attend any wizarding school, but instead received a magical education from hired governesses, each of whom was a proven and declining pure-blood.However, like her grandfather Edwin Lefebble said, she was "covered in mud surrounded by pure-bloods".None of Helen's closest friends in her life were pure-blooded, and from the perspective of a bystander, Helen's friends were all made acquaintance with Helen after she openly expressed her disgust for the idea of pure-blood supremacy, or more precisely, Helen herself took the initiative to communicate with them.
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(Given the social ethos in which most purebloods were educated at home, the easiest way for young Helen to find friends with young wizards who had not been "tainted by sheer pride" was to seek her friendship at the wizarding school.) ）However, Helen's family did not have such an objective attitude, they blamed Helen's different view of the family's bloodline, or took their anger on Helen's friends, and used dishonorable means as punishment.This problem-solving attitude undoubtedly pushed Helen away from their expectations, so much so that in the end, it even directly led to Helen's madness, and indirectly led to the shattering of almost all the porcelain stones of the Boyle family - the tragedy of the Boyle family.By the time Helen was 21 years old, as a young woman with a purer bloodline than most wizards, she had already stood on the opposite side of the bloodline, successfully leading many movements and strikes of non-pure-blood wizards, and even softening some of the pure-blood family's unformed young minds.At the same time, Helen's family, Bonnet, was determined to marry the Boyle family, just because Helen could connect the most well-known pure-blood surname in France on the family tree line - if I want me to say, such an almost obsessive "collect XX" attitude on the chocolate frog slice would cause a lot less trouble - they chose to marry Helen as a last resort, because the Bonnet family had only one daughter, and the Boyle family was all sons.By this time, her family had mastered a means of controlling her by threatening the future of her non-pure-blood friends (which also scared off many of Helen's undetermined friends).They were so determined to marry Helen to a boyle that they used a lot of power to transfer Helen's three best friends to the European wizarding expedition deep into the Arctic Circle (they will face frost magic creatures that are rarely challenged, and the magic fields in many areas are severely disordered, and all escape and even attack magic will fail, which is the deadliest work known in all of Europe, and the team members and death lists often overlap highly), as a threat to Helen.Chapter 22 Mother and Son In order to be able to transfer three friends out of this death team before the departure of this death team, Helen cooperated to marry Douglas Boyle, and gave up her position on the non-pure-blood wizard front, many of her radical colleagues saw this as a betrayal, and she even resigned from the French Wizarding Equality Association, the French Anti-Pureblood Association, and the vice president of the European Magical Strategy Development Alliance, showing her determination to do a good job of Helen Boyle.However, Helen Boyle's married life was not happy - Douglas Boyle, a staunch proponent of pure-blood nobility, regarded the marriage assigned to him by the family as a punishment (in fact, it was indeed a punishment, and his unruly lifestyle had too many negative effects on the family, and perhaps from the perspective of both families, it was too appropriate to put these two pure-blood "scum" together).And Helen's dissatisfaction with this marriage will not be weaker than Douglas.So driven by these two opposing negative emotions, it is only natural that the husband and wife often appear at Debride and St.
Mungo's hospitals.
(St.
Mungo's Hospital is a magical hospital in England, and Mr.
Boyle seems to be ashamed of being often subdued by his wife's magic and reluctant to appear in his country's hospital, but even this cannot escape the fate of being talked about) Under such marital conditions, Helen's pregnancy is really an incredible thing, and both Mr. and Mrs.
Boyle are silent about it.When the child was only six months old, Helen received the sad news that changed her life: the friend who had been transferred to the European wizarding expedition to the Arctic Circle remained in the Antarctic Circle forever.From the results of the subsequent investigation, it appears that Bronte Smith's name was indeed crossed off the team list, regardless of whether the tragedy ignored by the song was, as Helen's family claimed, "he insisted on going."
Smith's reckless bravery is well known", or is there some hidden truth in the shadows, as Helen suspects, Helen's best friend, Bront Smith, disappeared forever from this world at the age of 23, and Helen's maiden family is indeed responsible for this.After Helen was depressed for a month, contrary to the world's suspicions, she did not do anything according to her usual flawed nature, but passed the pregnancy very calmly, and gave birth to Bruce Boyle in March.For posterity, it was a time of typical pre-storm calm, and people at the time were only half-convinced, speculating that perhaps marriage and Helen's blood had finally combined to bring the deviant witch back to normal.Everyone let their guard down, and Helen seemed to have really "reformed her ways".Then came the tragedy of the Boyle family, which shocked the French wizarding community.Seeing the name, you might guess that Helen committed a massacre at the Boyle house.In a way, yes, it's just that she didn't kill wizards.While the Boyle family celebrates the first birthday of Bruce Boyle, who has the "purest" bloodline ever, Helen infiltrates the Boyle's heavily guarded cellar, smashes all the porcelain stones (see Appendix 5 Boyle's Porcelain Stone) and escapes, losing sight of the public eye, while the accompanying "Themirror" survives because it is placed in a safe in the boyle family's study.But if the porcelain stone disappears completely, "that mirror" will lose its noble value.The Boyle family and even the wizarding world were boiling.But whether it is the next promise or threat and intimidation, until today, when I write this article, Helen's figure has never appeared in the public eye.Helen's presumptuous behavior provoked the wrath of the huge Boyle family, and all of Helen's former friends were implicated in the whirlpool of purge.In the month following Boyle's massacre, everyone who had a relationship with Helen was caught up in the whirlpool of purges.Willing to lose the relationships they had built over the years and the favors they owed, the boyles launched a massive campaign: wizards working in the ministry were transferred to dangerous positions, those who opened their own stores were ostracized and blackmailed by business, and even wizards who hid in their homes were harassed and had to flee the country and stay out of the sphere of influence of the boyle family.However, Helen's story does not end there, and a month after the Boyle family retaliated, the daily newspaper Enchanted de France received a photograph and a glass ball of an emaciated and gloomy Helen and three porcelain stones that had been deemed "perished", one of which hung from Helen's neck, and the glass ball contained irrefutable evidence that Helen's husband, Douglas Boyle, had played a crucial role in the death of Helen's close friend Smith.The accusations and threats forced the Boyle family to stop their unscrupulous revenge, but by that time two wizards in the ministry who had been associated with Helen had died on the job, and one was permanently disabled, and Helen had formed a mortal enmity with the Boyle family after he died in Smith in the Antarctic Circle.While everyone was waiting to see what Helen would do to avenge the two and a half lives added to Boyle's men, Helen did not move, as if she had lost all the news as if she had lost all the news.Eleven years later, the name Helen Boyle has long been forgotten by the French wizards, and even the Boyle family has begun to slowly get used to the great changes in life brought about by the loss of porcelain stone, Helen returns to France with a menacing hatred just like the night of the birthday party eleven years ago, and unlike the last time she fought alone, this time she brought a small Allied army.Helen seems to have absorbed the benefits of porcelain stone completely, and has acquired unprecedented means of magic, slowly but surely harvesting the life of a French wizard like the most unexpected death in the night.All the dead wizards have left evidence of their past, irrefutable that the slain was involved in the persecution of two of the boyles, no, now the three (the permanently disabled wizard committed suicide in his hospital bed) life.Crazy but sane, Helen did not kill a single killing, even though the slow slaughter was repeatedly bumped into by the victim's family, and even did not hesitate to cast a simple forgetting spell.Because of this, Helen was not hindered by the collective resistance of the French wizarding community, and in the face of irresistible persecution, the neutral wizards collectively chose to silence as they did nine years ago.Because of this, with the confirmation of many eyewitnesses, we learned such news that made people think that Helen was really crazy: Helen the Avenger was followed by a short wizard like an apprentice, who silently learned the practical experience of magic in Helen's revenge, and occasionally came forward to help......
Yes, it's true!
The little wizard had curly hair as gentle and graceful as Helen, and more than two witnesses heard him call Helen "Mommy"!
However, in addition to being suspected of inducing her own children to participate in violent acts, Helen's reputation as the craziest witch does not stop there, after the body of the 12th wizard and the crystal ball are found in the house (it is still confirmed that he was involved in the Boyle family's cleanup of those related to Helen), Helen takes the unknown dwarf wizard to play a trick and successfully kidnaps twelve-year-old Bruce Boyle, Helen's own son.Helen, who can be called demented, was once again unexpected, and when people thought that Bruce Boyle was dead, he staggered to the door of the Boyle family's manor.