Chapter 174 Faith and People
Della returned to the dormitory with a basket of letters. Belinda had not returned yet. Quasi and Nella were still outside helping Della tour Country F, and Maggie happened to be out with the other two snakes.
Actually, in Beauxbatons, Maggie is a little happier, right?
Della felt a little lonely thinking so. She put the letter on the table, took out a blank notebook from the drawer, sat down and began to open the letter, read the letter, and make marks in snake language.
These letters came from places outside Country Y, but in addition to foreign wizards, there were probably some people who asked others to copy letters to them. However, Della would not reply to most of these letters. She just wanted to sort out the relationship and use between them through these letters.
She looked down upon the Death Eaters who wrote to her. Those who wrote to her showed that they were still wary and terrified of Voldemort, so they came to show their loyalty to her, the daughter of the Dark Lord.
But instead of looking for her, a 13-year-old girl, wouldn't it be a more loyal act to look for the Dark Lord who had always been rumored to be there?
Quirrell was able to find Voldemort, so Della didn't believe that this group of people wouldn't be able to find him if they really tried.
Della has always had a label for these people: they are a group of people who are used to changing with the wind.
They either hold power, or possess wealth, or enjoy a reputation, and they rely on these things to feel superior to others, so they try every means to remain superior forever, so they use these as capital to give to those who are most likely to hold power.
They wait and see, they waver, they choose the person they think is the right one, and they bet their disloyal capital.
If they bet right, they will continue to be superior; if they bet wrong, they will try their best to get out and wait for the next bet.
If handled properly, it may allow a family to prosper for generations, because the people who hold power are constantly changing, while the family with capital is always managing the capital.
But you're playing these tricks on Voldemort?
The biggest change in the wizarding world is the presence of magic.
The one with the greatest magic power will have his own rules.
And the first rule after Voldemort's resurrection is to make life difficult for those who fooled him.
She won't care about those people, but she can calculate the capital behind them first. Maybe it will be useful in the future. When they fall, people who are prepared can squeeze up.
Hmm? Well, Karkaroff is a different matter, since he is now the headmaster of Durmstrang.
Della put aside Karkaroff's not-so-well-written letter that only emphasized pure-bloods, made a note on the notebook, and continued reading the letter.
Most of it was wealth, wealth with a bit of monopoly. Della purified the letters filled with polite words and kept writing down surnames and keywords in a notebook.
Della felt a little bored after writing down so many manors, herb gardens and farms. These people were really the same type in every sense. She thought so and opened another letter.
There was only one magic painting inside, which was a smaller version of the one Theodore Nott had given him. Probably he had asked a wizard from Country F to draw it again.
This was prescient loyalty, unlike those cheap, wavering letters, and Della put the letter together with Karkaroff's.
The next letter, which the Malfoys asked someone to copy, mentioned Draco, but Draco might not know anything about it.
Lucius Malfoy used half a piece of parchment to write about how Draco missed her. Della didn't doubt it, but Lucius's language was too beautiful, and the image of the melancholy boy in it didn't look like Draco at all.
Della continued to read, the second half of the letter was some care and implicit expression of loyalty, the content of the letter was similar to the others, emphasizing "pure blood" several times, but, oh, Uncle Malfoy, why didn't you write about what your family can give? This is worse than the previous ones.
What, you want me to put Draco in the notebook?
The Malfoys are still too arrogant.
Della stuffed the letter back into the envelope. It was originally going to be put in the pile of unanswered letters, but after all, Draco's last name was Malfoy.
So Della threw the letter on top of Theodore's and opened the next one.
She handled these letters as if they were official business. If she came across an anonymous letter full of insults, she would throw it into the trash can without any pause as it did not add to her workload. Della spent two hours on these letters before she finally dealt with them properly.
Among them, Della looked down on those who were too humble, and she also looked down on those who were too arrogant. Only a few of them knew how to control themselves, and some of them were very useful. Della was more tolerant of them, and probably she would only communicate with these people in the future.
"Hai-Xi (letters from those idiots)?" Maggie opened the door and came back, with Sadolin and Apep following behind him obediently.
Della raised her eyebrows, agreeing with Maggie's evaluation. She took Maggie to the table and showed him the notebook and the letters.
"Hai-(Malfoy)?" After reading the letter, he raised his doubts without any concealment. After all, the letter from Malfoy's family did stand out among them.
"..." Della responded to Maggie's gaze, pursed her lips several times, and finally said nothing.
"Ha-sa (I mean, this is not fair, right)?" Maggie's yellow eyes rolled, "Ha-sa-hi (I can understand your preference for Draco, but if this preference is extended to Malfoy, it would be very disappointing to others)."
Della knew exactly what Maggie was thinking. She said that she could only favor Draco, but in fact she just wanted her to give up Malfoy this time.
But what he said made sense, and Della, who was a little hesitant, was immediately convinced.
So the Malfoy family's letters were thrown aside to be destroyed, and as for Draco...
Damn it, she realized she had put Draco aside for later consideration again.
When she was simply considering her own interests, she was always so cold.
Della glanced at the letter thrown aside again, her brows furrowed, her black eyes rolling up and down. Before she made a decision, Maggie bit the letter and threw it into the trash can.
"Okay." Della glanced at Maggie and accepted his arrangement. Then she took out the two work letters from her bag and waved to Maggie to come over and take a look.
"This is a letter addressed to Della Riddle, an alchemist. In theory, I have to reply regardless of whether I accept or reject it." Della explained the difference between the two letters as she opened them.
"Xi-sahai (This is much smarter than those people who send random letters)." said Maggie.
"Yes." Della nodded and opened both letters. Before reading the contents carefully, she noticed that the stationery of the two letters was exactly the same, which seemed a bit too coincidental.
Della secretly noted this and glanced at the requests of the two letters. Gillis Holt offered 2000 Galleons to customize a diary to protect privacy, which was enclosed in the envelope; Annika Rochier offered 500 Galleons to modify a piece of her jewelry, and the specific requirements were negotiable.
Privacy? It was hard not to think that Gilles Holt wasn't mocking those Y-country wizards who asked the F-country wizards to copy their letters.
This tickled Della's funny bone. She opened the diary expectantly and read the contents carefully.
Well, this is a rare person who is very useful and can grasp the right degree.
Maggie and Della both spoke highly of Gillies Holt, whose form was refreshing and content was impeccable. When Della was about to pick up the letter from Annika Rochel to read it carefully, Belinda's sweet voice rang out.
"I'm back, Della~"
"Are you having a good day, Belinda?" Della immediately turned to look at Belinda.
"Wow, so many letters!" Belinda exclaimed at the pile of letters on Della's desk before responding to Della's concern.
Della glanced at the table and found that Maggie had already closed her newly taken out notebook and Holt's diary very tactfully. She made a silent "hmm" in her throat, picked up Gillis's letter, stood up and walked towards Belinda.
"Most of the letters are useless, but I have been asked to do an alchemical work. Do you know Gilles Holt, Belinda?"
Gillis had pointed out that the Holts were the school directors of Beauxbatons, and Della wanted to hear what the people of Beauxbatons thought of them.
"Gilles Holt?" Belinda's voice suddenly rose. She curled her lips with disgust on her face. "He is a generous man."
"Is that the only thing you say about him, Belinda?" Della found the expression on Belinda's face very interesting.
"His family is rich, and perhaps powerful, and he has good interpersonal relationships, so I can try my best to describe him objectively in front of you." After saying this, Belinda rolled her beautiful eyes slightly, "But he pursued me even though he had a fiancée, and he was quite outstanding at that time. If someone hadn't told me the situation, I would have almost agreed to him. Phew, luckily I didn't fall in love with such a person."
Belinda frowned and said with relief, then added, "Money can never buy Belinda."
"Oh, then he is a person with problematic behavior." Della looked at the letter in her hand again, with no expression on her face, but she thought about Gillis Holt again in her heart, but unfortunately, the Holt family is really useful.
Unlike old-school families, Holt, as a board member of Beauxbatons, has a say in many important patents.
When she was measuring value in this way, she wasn't really concerned about personal conduct, right?
Della suddenly realized that she was a little too accommodating to Belinda's mood. She raised one eyebrow, but didn't think too much about it. She just thought that she was still using the accommodating strategy to treat Belinda as usual. She chatted with Belinda for a few more sentences. After the two of them shared it roughly for a day, Della carefully read the letter from Annika Rochel.
The words were humble, but there was almost nothing to show, and it was only when Della read the last sentence that she became interested.
'My father, Dag Rochir, was freed from Azkaban thanks to Miss Riddle. He has now left the wizarding world of Country Y and joined the wizarding world of Country F. Here, we are willing to give everything for Della Riddle. Please give us a chance to meet. The Rochir family is waiting for your arrival at any time.'
Rochiel, one of the twenty-eight holy families of Country Y. Della knew this family and also knew that this family had some origins in Country F. But no matter where this family belongs to now, the wish they expressed in the letter is to belong to Della Riddle.
It's not the glory of pure-bloods, it's not the Dark Lord Voldemort, it's Della Riddle.
When you are not outstanding, keeping a low profile is not a bad option, but if you decide to do so, you must choose the right person, then carefully guess her thoughts, and it is best to show your determination to give it your all.
Della added a meeting with Rochelle to her schedule, wanting to see how daring Rochelle, who had abandoned his homeland, could be.