Hogwarts: The Witch Education Handbook

Bella's eyes widened in disbelief. Sean's words were like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples.

Is Sean telling the truth? Didn't the master already...?

Although Bella was one of the most deeply rooted elders among the Death Eaters, she firmly believed that Voldemort was not dead, but was gathering power and waiting for another opportunity to soar to the heavens.

However, eleven years have gradually worn down Bella's expectations and enthusiasm.

While imprisoned in Azkaban, gazing at the dark, sunless cages and cold shackles, she repeatedly asked herself this question:

Why hasn't their owner come to rescue them?

Sometimes, Bella even had a somewhat blasphemous thought: perhaps her master had already... otherwise, why...

The Dark Lord she once firmly believed would return seemed to grow ever more distant with the passage of time. But now, Sean's words were like a bolt of lightning, instantly rekindling the dying embers in her heart.

Bella's face was filled with astonishment. She was frozen in place, as if struck by lightning, and even forgot to breathe.

Her lips were slightly parted, but she couldn't make a sound. She just stared at Sean with a shocked look, as if trying to find a trace of a joke on his face.

However, Sean's gaze was firm and serious, without a trace of mockery. This made Bella realize that what he said was true.

This fact was unacceptable to her, yet she had no choice but to face it. Her heart began to churn, a complex mix of emotions intertwining, making her feel dizzy.

It took Bella a while to slowly come to her senses, but she still couldn't calm down from the shock. She took a deep breath, trying to calm her agitated emotions, but her hands were still trembling slightly, revealing her inner panic.

"Are you telling the truth?" Bella's voice trembled slightly as she stared intently at Sean, asking again to confirm, "Is Master really coming back?"

Sean didn't speak, but simply nodded slightly. This small gesture was like a reassurance, instantly bringing tears to Bella's eyes.

"I knew it! Master would never abandon us!" Bella murmured to herself, her eyes gleaming with fervent light. "I must do something for him to welcome his return!"

"Of course, all of this is on the condition that you follow my instructions..."

"What arrangement...? Could it be...?"

Bella's emotions had undergone a complete transformation compared to before. She boldly stared at a certain part of Sean's body, and involuntarily spread her tightly closed, shapely, and long legs...

If Sean can get him back to see his master, she wouldn't mind playing some little tricks on him...

When asking someone for a favor, you should always show some sincerity...

She is now penniless, and all she has is this decent-looking body and her agile skills... that's her only bargaining chip.

Faced with Bella's audacious behavior.

Sean's interest was piqued as well.

From both a psychological and physiological perspective, nothing beats the pleasure of using a soul-stealing spell compared to the other person willingly throwing themselves into your arms, and that also provides a greater sense of conquest...

Sean pounced on Bella like a hungry tiger, pinning her to the sofa, and then expanded the battlefield to the kitchen stove, the living room coffee table, the bathroom washing machine...

For a time, the two, each with their own ulterior motives, happily spent a wonderful afternoon amidst laughter and chatter...

......

After the war ended.

Bella lay on the bed in the bedroom, a subtle light flickering in her eyes, and slowly reached out, her fingertips gently touching Sean's muscular chest.

As her fingers moved, she began to draw circles on Sean's chest, the movements light and rhythmic, as if composing a silent melody, causing a slight tremor.

Sean's skin appeared firm and strong beneath her fingertips, every subtle undulation revealing masculine power and beauty. Bella's fingertips seemed to carry an electric current, each touch sending a subtle reaction through Sean's body.

"Do you want to do it again?" Sean rolled over, hugged Bella's firm body, and stared at her intently.

"No, no, I'm not coming..." Bella hurriedly waved her hands in a panic. She could swear to Merlin that "she" was definitely swollen.

She had just witnessed the full power of this little nemesis. Thinking about how her bold actions had provoked him to go all out, an unnatural blush spread across Bella's cheeks.

If... if...

Bella dared not think any further. She quickly changed the subject and asked the question she hadn't had a chance to ask during the battle: "What are you planning to do?"

"Do you know about the Philosopher's Stone?" Sean lay lazily on his two large, fluffy paws, idly eating cherries from the Black family.

"The Philosopher's Stone?" Bella frowned, clearly surprised by the topic. "You mean Nicolas Flamel's stone?"

Sean glanced at Bella with some surprise, not expecting her to know about the stone. He then nodded, "Yes, that's it."

The Philosopher's Stone is a man-made red stone with magical properties. It can be used to create elixirs of immortality that extend the life of the drinker, and it can also turn any metal into pure gold. This stone was created by the famous alchemist Nicolas Flamel.

The renowned alchemist Nicolas Flamel created the only known Philosopher's Stone up to 1991. Flamel used it to create an elixir of immortality, extending his and his wife Perena's lives by more than six centuries.

Bella's expression turned serious. "Why did you suddenly bring this up?"

"Because I have some information about it." Sean sat up, looking sharply at Bella. "It's said that the Philosopher's Stone is currently at Hogwarts."

"Hogwarts?" Bella exclaimed. "You mean Dumbledore hid it there?"

"Um."

"Yes, there's nowhere in the world safer than under Dumbledore's nose..." Bella murmured to herself. "So you mean..."

"Yes, if news of the Philosopher's Stone's appearance at Hogwarts gets out, and if the esteemed Mr. Voldemort finds out, he certainly won't let this opportunity slip by."

"Even if the Philosopher's Stone were in Dumbledore's possession, given his personality, he would probably still take the risk and try to take it..."

"And I mean... if Mr. Voldemort really gets his hands on that magical Philosopher's Stone, his injuries will surely heal, right?" Sean trailed off the last syllable in a seductive tone.

Upon hearing this, Bella's eyes immediately burned with fervor, as if she were witnessing a brand new future unfolding before her.

In that future, her master Voldemort will regain his supreme power and unify the magical world, and she, as the most loyal Death Eater, will rise in status and gain unprecedented glory and position.

But once Bella calmed down, she realized that stealing a precious Philosopher's Stone from a place like Hogwarts was practically impossible.

She frowned, took a deep breath, and said, "Sean, your idea is bold, but we have to face reality. Hogwarts is no ordinary place, and Dumbledore and that boy are not easy to deal with..."

"What if... I've already secured the position of Professor of Defence Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts... With inside help..." Sean left some things unsaid, and to make his words more persuasive, he took out the letter of offer from his pocket and unfolded it in front of Bella.

Bella's expression instantly became very beautiful.

She never expected that Sean, who had brazenly kidnapped a serious criminal from the Ministry of Magic last month, would suddenly become a professor at Hogwarts.

To have a criminal teach students is an utterly ridiculous and absurd change of status.

Reality and absurdity intertwined and washed over Bella's face, then, as if her expression had changed, she revealed an extremely obsequious smile: "What should I do?"

Sean felt somewhat helpless looking at the woman whose expression changed as quickly as turning the pages of a book.

"My dark magic skills aren't great, so I need you, a 'ruthless' Death Eater, to tutor me in dark magic..."

"good..."

Bella gripped Sean's wand tightly and began to patiently teach him the key points and essentials of dark magic.

Tonight is destined to be another sleepless night.