Chapter 373 Building momentum
Leah's little white snake lost its real name.
Originally, she named it Riddle because of the origin of the snake. If this surname was only owned by Della, then she believed there would be no problem. But unfortunately, Della also had a weird brother who shared the same name with her.
When Leah heard the doorbell ringing at intervals, she knew Maggie was here. She held the little white snake by its head and lifted it up, admonishing it, "Remember, you will be called Little White later, and you must behave well. It's best if you stay here and play with Little Black and don't go out."
Xiao Hei is Apepu. Leah thought that this name required her lips to touch each other too many times, so she just called him Xiao Hei in private.
After giving the instructions, she immediately rushed downstairs with Ang's birdcage, hung the cage on the custom-made rack with many wooden nests in the living room, opened the cage, patted her clothes, and opened the door respectfully.
In the dark night, Maggie straightened her neck and nodded to Leah. As he walked in, he asked gently, "How are you doing recently, Leah?"
“On the Thursdays when I go,” Leah said, her voice rising, “people will be fighting for a spot to see me.”
"Very good, this is the momentum we want," Maggie sat on the largest sofa like a master, watching Leah sit on the single sofa next to him, and with a sidelong glance he saw Ange happily exploring the small dens, "Now that our reputation is out there, it will be much easier to get things done in the future."
"After finding a few people who were deliberately missing, everything went smoothly," Leah said with a smile, "The magic world is quite simple and honest. I feel like the Godfather."
They played a simple trick, spreading the word that the owner of the Diagon Alley tavern could protect people, and some of the frightened families who were destined to die and insignificant would come looking for them.
Those who are destined to die cannot be changed, but they still have the convenience of retrieving the corpse. Facing the devil who dare not even mention his name, an intact corpse is enough for them to be grateful.
As for the immortals, they randomly select the lucky ones who are 'missing' and send them home in secret with great fanfare, which increases their prestige to the maximum.
The conspiracy circled through their power, eating up the source once and the tail again, and the group of lambs to be slaughtered were toyed with to death.
Compared with arrogant and condescending oppression, these techniques are more likely to erode a society.
"Take your time," Maggie thought of Voldemort, who didn't let him get close to her because his strength hadn't fully recovered yet, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. "The further we get, the greater the benefits and prestige we can gain."
Leah nodded, but was too cautious to express any opinion on this. Honestly, the current situation was very delicate for her. She was gradually emerging in the wizarding world as the behind-the-scenes boss of a certain force, and all the power she enjoyed came from Maggie. However, the power she enjoyed was precisely the capital that would be feared.
She knew she couldn't make too much personal noise at this time.
Fortunately, Maggie is a wise boss, and Leah can foresee a bright future in this direction.
"Coo-coo-coo-coo-" Ange in the wooden nest was tired of pecking at the little toy. He flew to Maggie, looked up at him, and naively looked forward to seeing his gentle master whom he had not seen for a long time.
Maggie reached out and touched Ang, who was always clean and tidy. Her face was expressionless, but she exhaled an extra breath the next time, and the rise and fall of her dejected chest told of the pessimistic result.
Leah noticed it, her eyes dimmed, and her shoulders slumped a little, but compared to Maggie, she was much better as she was asked to take care of the snakes and birds.
It is one thing for these two little ones to be her get-out-of-jail-free tickets, and it is another thing for them to be the memories that Della left for her.
And when Maggie Riddle, the always elegant gentleman, came with bloodshot eyes to inspect the basement that Della had used as an alchemy room, his desperate yet calm expression showed that Della had left him nothing.
Maybe he didn't even leave a single word.
From her previous interactions with them, although she liked Della very much and didn't like Maggie very much, Leah felt that there were no other siblings in the world who were as sympathetic as they were, so she was actually quite surprised at how things turned out.
But on the other hand, she liked Della and understood her sensitive and gentle inner self, so she believed that the fault of that serious incident was definitely Maggie's.
Unfortunately, when you are under someone's roof, you have no choice but to cherish your life. After mustering up the courage to hint twice without getting any results, Leah ended the suicidal attempt that made Maggie's aura even more depressed.
"Sir, do you want it today too?" Leah thought for a while and finally spoke first to interrupt Maggie's depression.
"Yes, I'm still going to live in the basement." Maggie curled her lips stiffly, not knowing whether it was self-deprecating or bitter. "Also, I came here today just to tell you that more people will be looking for you starting tomorrow, and the criteria for appointments will probably have to change as well."
"Yes, what happened?" Leah asked hesitantly, worried that she had not done enough homework related to the magical world recently.
"It's what's going to happen," Maggie said, the smile on her lips deepening.
At the same time, a majestic eagle-headed winged beast flew obliquely over Azkaban. The full moon made its pure white fur look pale. In the howling wind, the black shadow cloak riding on it fluttered, and the silver mask on its face was eerie and terrifying, like an evil ghost that was about to eat people.
Ellian Lind stood at the window of the prison warden's office, looking up at the dark shadow approaching under the moon, and imagined in advance the panic and calmness she would show.
Half a month earlier, she and the other new recruits to the Law Enforcement Department had come to Azkaban under the arrangement of the Ministry to learn about prison procedures and interrogation of actual prisoners. For others, this was a learning opportunity, but for Aryan, this was the moment she had been waiting for.
The window integrated into the stone began to tremble ominously. Aryan slowly cast a protective spell on herself. A loud bang sounded above her head in the distance, and the glass in front of her eyes shattered.
The huge impact and the sea breeze made Aryan's long hair fly straight behind her head. Countless shards of glass flashed in front of her body, and when they dissipated, the sneers disappeared completely, and only a young man responsible for justice rushed towards the center of danger.
Tomorrow's newspaper will feature Sirius Black, a prisoner bound to a harpy, and Arianne Lind, a hero who is fearless and courageous in the face of danger.
Artificial deification, Leah Abend is the part in the night, and she is the part in the sun.