HP: Hogwarts Snake

Della was troubled by Maggie's behavior, but it was difficult for her to discipline her. The indulgence she had been accustomed to since childhood was one thing, and Maggie's personality factors were another.

Considering Maggie's ruthless character, he had already shown mercy to Cynthia. It sounded a little ridiculous, as if making other people's lives a mess was a good thing he had done, but the world was just so unfair sometimes.

Moreover, the boundary between Della and Maggie has always been vague. When Maggie was a snake, Della was his master and his girl. After Maggie became an adult, Della could actually be just his girl, but Maggie still put her in the highest position, and when they got along with each other, it seemed as if Della was still his master.

Della is a smart person, always smart. She has a clear understanding of external relationships and is not confused about internal relationships. She knows that the boundary between superiors and subordinates is the string that cannot be touched forever between her and Maggie, so she cannot give him orders in a particularly coercive way.

This time, Maggie acted on impulse, and she had to ask Cynthia to clean up the mess. This was the trouble Della deserved. It was she who personally fulfilled the last condition for Maggie's willful behavior - to become an independent individual.

"Exactly the same...the two faces are exactly the same..."

"What the hell is Cynthia White..."

"It shouldn't be a human. How can there be two people who look the same as each other by such coincidence?"

"She showed up out of nowhere. There must be some conspiracy!"

"And she's been acting crazy lately! There's no one like her!"

Della strolled around the campus, silently observing her classmates who were swept up by another kind of voice. People always say that school is a small society. On the one hand, it reflects the hidden classes that are similar to the society, and on the other hand, it can also reflect human nature.

In the past six months since returning to Country Y, their behavior of using tricks to seize public voice and using the media to fan the flames is actually no different from Maggie's behavior of spreading rumors on campus. No matter where they are, the macro environment or the micro environment, no matter what methods they use, whether it is an interlocking conspiracy or a simple arrangement, the weakness of human nature is the core that is driven.

Human nature has weaknesses, but in fact it is not something that needs to be criticized, because weaknesses do not directly lead to bad results. If used well, they can sometimes even ignite the flames of struggle. It's a pity that she and Maggie are not the type of people who can use their weaknesses to move upwards. She runs upwards on her weaknesses, while Maggie throws her weaknesses to knock people down.

Della didn't have to spend much effort to find Cynthia who was being thrown into the abyss by Maggie, because Cynthia, who had been rumored, was still used to enjoying the sunshine in the corridor as before. Other people's whispers and disgusted and fearful looks did not affect her love for light at all.

Della stood in front of Cynthia, hesitating whether she should sit next to her. At first, she didn't expect to find Cynthia in the busy corridor. According to common sense, the victim of the rumor would stay alone in a dark corner. Della had planned to be alone with Cynthia. After all, the rumor was already like this. If she had any contact with Cynthia, it would probably add more to the already messy rumors.

"Sit here," Cynthia looked up, looked at Della with burning eyes, and casually dusted the empty seat on the left, "It doesn't matter, I don't care about others anyway."

Della sat down as she was told and cast some spells to reduce their presence and confuse the subsequent conversation. "Are you okay?" She was interrupted just as she opened her mouth to greet Cynthia.

"You disappoint me too," Cynthia said, accusing him. However, her expression was calm, as if she was just stating a fact. "You can't control him at all, can you?"

Sure enough, anyone with a little bit of common sense knows that Harry would not do such a thing. Unfortunately, Maggie's purpose in putting the blame on others is to incite others who are not willing to think deeply.

"I'm sorry for your current situation, but it's really hard for me to make promises to you," Della said helplessly, "He has never been my servant. Overall, he is a person with a strong sense of self-awareness."

"Will he just come over and cast a spell on me?" Cynthia asked with her eyes wrinkled and her lips slightly puffed.

"No, he promised not to kill you directly," Della shook her head, "Judging from his current detours, he really won't kill you himself."

"Okay, that's enough." Cynthia shrugged and raised her hand to touch her silver hair that was warmed by the sun.

"Is there anything I can do for you now? I have a few plans." Della, who was also a man of action, certainly did not come to Cynthia to make some halfhearted apology. "Students' attention can be easily diverted. This is just hearsay. As far as I know, not many people in the library had direct contact with the photo album that day. I can cover it up with a new rumor, or try to change the direction of the rumor from the source-"

"No, you don't have to do anything this time," Cynthia interrupted Della again, and she said calmly, "Changing the attitude of someone I don't care about is not worth your actions and guilt. You keep this time and owe me a favor, okay?"

Her roommate cried and begged the class leader to move her to another dormitory, no one was willing to team up with her in class anymore, and no one on campus communicated with her except for playing pranks. Cynthia also used a cold attitude to drive away Harry and his gang who also came to her out of guilt. She was truly alone now, and this terrible situation, in Cynthia's words, was simply "not worth it."

Della was not surprised by Cynthia's attitude, because when her roommates were still crying for the headmaster, Cynthia threw out their luggage; when they were isolated in class, Cynthia looked at them with contempt, told the professor directly about the rumors and difficulties she faced, and then teamed up with the professor to complete the task; as for the people who played pranks on her, come on, how bad could the puppets that were well compatible with Della's wand be? Those people were caught by the embarrassed Cynthia desperately, and then thrown into the corresponding dean's office in an even more embarrassed way.

But it was not surprising and did not reduce Della's shock when she felt that Cynthia and Zhang Kuang had the same arrogant mentality.

Cynthia, she is now beating the rules that she and Maggie used but actually chose to adapt to with completely irregular behavior.

"I owe you a favor." Della carefully observed Cynthia's green eyes that contained a fire she had never seen before. She felt proud and trembling. As Cynthia's actual creator, she was quite satisfied with this work that was beyond her imagination. However, the more it was beyond her imagination, the more it highlighted the transgression hidden behind it, which made her tremble.

"I won't be polite with you," Cynthia smiled, and then while the muscles of her cheeks were still smiling upward, she pressed her upper and lower lips together, making her rare light smile become elusive. Then the lips that touched each other separated and reunited, and Cynthia spoke in a gentle and soft voice, "You are a very principled person. Many things, such as the truth and help, can get your favor, right, Della?"

"Yes, and I welcome it most of the time." Cynthia's expression made Della frown slightly. As a Slytherin and Parseltongue who was most closely associated with snakes, she had a strange feeling of being stared at by a poisonous snake.

"Great, I'll explore the usefulness of your favor." Cynthia's smile widened, revealing her signature smile that didn't know how to control the scale. She whispered and ordered him to leave. "Well, it's time to end this conversation. Let me bask in the sun alone, Della."

"Okay, goodbye, Cynthia." Della stood up, nodded goodbye, turned around and walked back to the Durmstrang ship. While admiring Cynthia's behavior and attitude, she made the decision to make Maggie unhappy.