Merlin rubbed V's broken soul hard and rolled him into a ball. "What did you do? Other people's souls are just big lumps. Why are you so small?"
The God of Death took out a triangular seal and stabbed V in the face. "No such soul has been found. He is either a smuggler or a gangster. If you are not pretending to be another soul, I will stamp it."
Angel heartbrokenly picked up the stamped V. "The God of Death is so cold and merciless. How could he kill such a cute little thing! Don't worry, sister will protect you. Look at me - Super Holy Light! Super Holy Light... Ah! Little Ball, why did you faint?"
The Muggle soul pointed to an old and blackened electric light cannon above his head and said to V with a look of surprise. "Little Ball, you look so beautiful now, just like that electric light is shining. Really, I won't lie to you."
Harry Potter, Severus, Lucius...
Dumbledore: "What are you talking about? Is there anything I can't know? If it has anything to do with me, just say it. If it doesn't matter to me, don't forget to say it. If you don't tell me, how will I know if it has anything to do with me?"
V roared angrily: "You all bully me! Why do you bully me! Why do you bully me! How dare you bully me! I hate you, hate it! Hate it! Hate it!!!"
In a word, this is the story of the violent V who finally calmed down after going through many hardships.
Don't expect V General Assembly to correct its evil ways. There is no worst evil, only more evil.