HP: Hogwarts Snake

As Maggie watched Cynthia stepping up the steps into the Beauxbatons carriage, she felt that the woman was no longer stepping on steps, but Sirius Black, Harry Potter, Della and him.

She just kept stepping on others to move towards a new life, step by step, and apart from the bizarre and twisted relationship between her and Blake, she was purely selfish, without even a hint of reciprocity.

Maggie herself didn't dislike this kind of personality, but people with this kind of personality made her lose the things she cherished most, so all of Cynthia's selfish personality became original sin.

Maggie hates her, so she won't kill her, or rather, she won't kill her so easily.

When it comes to playing with someone from a superior position, even though he has already suffered some minor losses at Sadolin, Maggie still prefers to destroy a person psychologically first and then slowly wear down their body.

Ah, Sadolin's situation isn't over yet.

So, what's the most important thing to Cynthia White?

Sirius Black? Life?

It should be life, but no matter how inferior Sirius Black is to life, he should still have considerable weight, right?

When love and life are placed on both ends of the scale, will Cynthia give up her life - which can achieve Maggie's goal; or after her love is deprived because of her recklessness, she can no longer face the life that is tainted by it and gives up her life - which can better achieve Maggie's goal.

Cynthia, who had plotted against Maggie in the past, was running around in the Ministry of Magic. Now Maggie, who was plotting against Cynthia, watched her coldly as she finally wandered to the door of the Hall of Prophecy where Harry and the others had already started a fight.

Our Miss Selfishness hesitated at the door. From Cynthia's perspective, she finally walked into this hall, which meant that she failed to resolve the hidden danger before the plan over there was carried out.

If you go in now, you will most likely get caught in a melee, a dangerous melee with little guarantee of reward.

However, if she and Sirius were really separated by a wall, then in the future when bad results came, this wall would undoubtedly become her nightmare.

Cynthia was about to go in when Maggie landed beside her, his black robe swaying like smoke. He leaned against the wall that blocked the fighting in the hall. A gentle smile hung on his handsome face, and his eyes were filled with inexplicable joy. "Long time no see, Cynthia."

Cynthia froze for a moment, her whole body shivering. She subconsciously turned to run, but Maggie grabbed her wrist faster than she could move, but other than that, she didn't make any other major threats. "Don't be like this, Cynthia. I've been planning this whole time just to see you. I've been keeping an eye on you all the time, always hunched over my desk in the middle of the night editing those letters—"

"A letter?" Cynthia turned her head, panic gripping her. Her voice trembled as she asked in disbelief, "What letter? A letter from Siri—Harry!"

She realized that she came here after reading Harry's letter.

"You're so clever! You're worthy of being the one I've been dreaming about," Maggie chuckled softly. Her lingering tone was filled with sinister intent, like a sharp blade that cut through the gentleness on his face. "I'm really grateful to Dumbledore for his conservative strategy. I still have the opportunity to use such a primitive and simple method to perform tricks."

With no escape possible, Cynthia calmed down instead. Her emerald green eyes fixed on Maggie, "You tricked me here to kill me?"

"Kill you? Do I need to resort to extra trickery?" All the gentleness faded away, and coldness and hatred flashed in Maggie's eyes. "Be more self-aware, Cynthia. The most important thing you should do now is thank me for being willing to give you some charity like Della did over the past year."

"What do you want?" Cynthia had no intention of arguing with him, and at this time she also saw some clues. If Maggie really wanted to kill her, she would not talk to her so patiently.

"Today, I'll help you two finally get married," Maggie's voice softened again. Her cruelty shrank into tiny red dots hidden in her eyes. Under the light, the red light flickered, making her look even more like a venomous snake. "In today's plan, it's Black's phantom that comes to the Ministry of Magic. As for Black, all we need to do is for him to not be at home when the little savior wants to contact him."

"If I'm not at home, where else can I go?" Maggie's voice dragged out, lingering as if she were saying something sweet. "Why should I go there? There are many reasons, but today's is the most touching one: it's motivated by love."

As Maggie narrated slowly, Cynthia's pupils constricted and she kept wrinkling her eyes unconsciously, as if she could hardly believe what Maggie said, and as if she could not understand what Maggie said.

"Today, Sirius Black will go to the cottage where you and Annika are staying in England, just when his godson is most worried about him, because of you." Maggie released Cynthia's wrist. He looked at Cynthia standing there blankly and clapped his hands in disgust. "Then, also because of you, he will step into the Ministry of Magic, which is a battlefield."

"No matter if it was you or Harry, Sirius Black would always come here, but today, it's all because of you," Maggie said with her first smile. "Also, today, I will cast a killing curse on Black."

Cynthia suddenly looked up at him, the hatred that had just faded from her dark eyes reappearing in emerald green. Before she could speak, the door to the fight opened, and she was thrown into the embarrassed Harry and his group by Maggie's spell. The man's last words were lingering in her ears:

"He can die, you can die, as long as one of you dies, I will mercifully let you go."