Alicia of HP Reborn

Since Voldemort's arrival at the half-ruined Prince Manor, the wedding between the former head of the Prince family and his eldest daughter has looked more like a low-key banquet.

Except for the lack of gorgeous dresses, except for the inability to talk and laugh loudly, people's attitude towards Alicia and Snape is as strange as passers-by, including the Black couple, who seem to be more mature than these two teenagers who have just stepped into adulthood. like master.

Of course, the people who came to the funeral did not forget to say innocuous words like "please forgive me" in front of the two of them. The corners of the lips are raised, even if they are not smiling openly, they are not worried that two people who are still children in their eyes will see their true emotions.

Or, they don't care at all.

Alicia and Snape looked at everything in front of them blankly. Apart from crying bitterly when they saw the two scorched bodies for the first time, their eyes were already dry. Like two emotionless puppets.

Regulus and Nicole were by their side. Regulus would always hold Alicia's cold hand and comfort silently when he was not called away by the Black couple to get acquainted or greet other people. , and Nicole was not accompanied by anyone, just standing quietly behind Snape, not moving a step.

The actual procedure of the funeral is very fast, because the corpse cannot be restored - even by magic - so it is conceivable that no one would be willing to see two bodies that cannot be seen at all, and Alicia is not willing The guests saw such father and sister.

Alicia bowed mechanically to those who mourned her. Alicia couldn't remember how many times she had done it. When she saw a black shadow covering her eyes, she bowed reflexively and raised her head to find that the black shadow was not there. When she was leaving, she finally shifted her eyes from the man's chest to his face for the first time.

Pale face, reddish eyes, slightly blurred facial features, snake and dark-skinned woman beside her.

It was Voldemort.

"I need to talk to you, alone." The snake-like cold voice scraped over Alicia's eardrums, making people disgusted and uncomfortable from the bottom of their hearts, not to mention his tone was commanding and undeniable.

Alicia frowned slightly, and the discomfort in her heart turned into irritability. She and Snape were the only two people in the Princes family who could entertain guests, and Snape was of mixed race. She ran to talk to him, Throw a bunch of people here to herd sheep?

Although she really wanted to do it.

"I'm sorry, sir, but I need to entertain guests—"

"It seems that Miss Prince is a little bit sad." A female voice came in, with obvious arrogance and displeasure in her voice, and Alicia looked behind Voldemort.

Seeing her looking at her, Bellatrix swayed, as if to show her her slim figure, and finally she turned sideways and spread her hands with Alicia: "Miss Prince , the guests have already left with interest, so you can talk to the host with confidence."

Alicia was taken aback by Bellatrix's words. She scanned the surroundings, only to realize that the funeral scene, which was still crowded with people, had already left completely. Madame is waiting for his son to come to her.

She subconsciously shook Regulus's hand that had been in her hand all the time. Regulus looked at his mother's eyes that clearly told him to go home with her, hesitated for a while, and hadn't made a decision yet, Bella Trix had already stepped forward to grab his hand, and grabbed Nicole again, but Nicole was obviously not happy, Bellatrix showed displeasure, and reached out to touch her body, Alicia was cold Fingers touched the arm she was about to reach for her wand:

"Mrs. Lestrange, I'm sorry, I need her to accompany my nephew." She could tolerate them driving away those hypocrites, but it didn't mean she was happy for her to drive away her good friend.

Bellatrix narrowed her eyes and was about to get angry, Voldemort stared at Alicia and said, "Bella."

There was a pause when she was trying to break away from Alicia's hand, but Alicia let her go, and she took Regulus, who looked back three times at a step, and walked to Walburga's with worry on his face. Really, handing Regulus to Walburga, there was a crackling sound in the air, and their mother and son disappeared into the air.

Voldemort turned his head and walked towards the half of the intact house, followed by Alicia, the order of subject and guest had been reversed.

Auston's potion laboratory was not actually connected to the main building of the house, because the potion experiment would inevitably explode, so the living place of the Prince's house was only slightly affected, without any damage at all.

They went to the living room together, and Voldemort sat in the seat that was clearly regarded as the "main seat". Alicia subconsciously chose to stand, not because she was afraid, but because she always felt that she couldn't guarantee that if she really sat down to talk In the process of talking with this person, will she suddenly stand up because of a certain sentence of his and cause unnecessary trouble? Her strength is far from enough to compete with him.

Voldemort and Bellatrix, who followed them in, seemed to take this for granted.

"My heart aches about your father," said Voldemort, with an indescribable sadness in his voice.

Alicia was unimpressed. She knew exactly what Auston meant to Voldemort: "Father will be very pleased with your affection for him," she said.

I don't know why, maybe it was the first time I talked to Voldemort indoors, she always felt that Voldemort had a suffocating coercion, which made her a little breathless.

Voldemort raised his eyebrows and said casually, "Auston went too suddenly, otherwise I would have seen his portrait. I kind of miss him."

Alicia's heart trembled. She almost forgot that the wizarding world still has portraits after death. It's not surprising that Mrs. Prince and Auston both died suddenly, and there were no portraits left behind. Auston is still young, and he would not draw a portrait of himself early to curse himself to death, and the portraits of the ancestors of the Prince family are not easy for people to see or talk to, after all, they are dead They have mastered too many secrets of the Prince family.

Biting the tip of her tongue lightly, she was about to speak when Bellatrix next to her interrupted, "Master, you can ask her to bring the photo album." The voice was flattering.

If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, Alicia would have laughed out loud, and she thought to herself: I really have big breasts and no brains, can photos compare with portraits?You don't even know what your boss wants, so don't even try to get what you want most from your boss.

Sure enough, Voldemort said displeased: "Bella, I'm talking to Miss Prince, don't interrupt! Or do you want to go out and guard the door?"

Bellatrix fell silent, and glanced at Alicia who lowered her head with resentment in her eyes.

"I often discuss potions with your father. His knowledge is very profound. It's a pity that I still have a lot of questions to solve, and he is no longer here. I don't know if Miss Prince can help me solve some doubts. I have a friend with a little physical ailment."

Alicia shook her head: "I'm sorry, sir, many of the formulas of the Prince family can only be released after adulthood. I have just become an adult, and I don't have much contact with it, and it's very simple—"

"No no," interrupted Voldemort, "that doesn't mean you don't know what I want to know, for example, in your memory, is there a potion formula that has a... called White Soul Grass ?”

"White Soul Grass?" Alicia looked up suspiciously, as if thinking, but her mind was spinning fast and her heart was pounding. She glanced at Bellatrix and saw that she didn't really care about their words. , I knew in my heart that it must be Voldemort who knew that Bellatrix was half a potion herb bag, so he dared to mention this directly when she was present, because Alston said that the only thing like white soul grass can be used When I arrived, there was only one potion, that is, the soul stabilizing potion.

what to do?what to do?Do you want to say you know?Or say you don't know?

But this is actually not the point. The point is that Voldemort is testing whether she knows the brewing method of the soul stabilizing potion, because it is impossible for Voldemort not to know the formula of the potion he wants to import, although the formula is incomplete, he What is needed is a Prince who can cook.

So should she go or not?

She hasn't tried it, and she doesn't know if she agrees, can she inherit her father's wish and wait until the demon dies to continue the Prince family smoothly?But if she doesn't agree, the Prince family will decline, this demon will start to become more irritable, and maybe she will be implicated to death in his next irritability...

Both choices have no inevitable result, which one should I choose?

Voldemort waited patiently for Alicia, fingers gently hanging on the armrest, Alicia's lips moved, she licked some dry lips, and was about to speak, Voldemort frowned slightly, looking Glancing at Bella, he quickly took out his wand and waved it into the air.

The next second, Bellatrix felt a buzzing in her ears, and she felt a little uncomfortable when she thought of the wand the master waved just now, but she couldn't say anything, after all, it was the master's decision.

Then, she only saw the girl's lips move, she was obviously talking, and she glanced at herself after speaking, she couldn't read the lips, didn't know what the girl was talking about, bit her lip unwillingly, She looked at her master, the corners of the master's lips curled up slightly, and she said something to the girl, she intuitively felt that it was a compliment, and it was with a smile.

But she can't hear anything now.

But she can't hear anything now.

She felt a little anxious, and thought to herself, what did this guy tell the master?