"Voldemort lost to mother's love twice"
The first time was Lily's love for Harry
The second time was Narcissa's love for Draco
The magician Jasmine, who has lived for thousands of years, still cannot understand what the love in her sister Futula's mouth is.
"Jasmine, your life will be longer than we can imagine."
My sister is already very old,
She has been waiting for her own death, and Jasmine has been waiting for her death.
Go and feel the world. Accept the pain; love bravely. Accept it calmly. Don't be like the old witch. She has been living in hatred, and she has never been able to let it go.
She didn't understand that she had spent countless icy and snowy winters alone.
Guided by the stars, she discovered a star.
The white-haired magician came by moonlight and invited him
"Want to come with me? You seem to have the talent to become a magician."
From then on, the two embarked on a journey
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Precautions before consumption
Warning: This is an early piece of shitty writing based on random circumstances, (the author is a senior in high school)
The dull heroine x the arrogant and gloomy wife, the dark lord
Concept: Flowers and poisonous snakes
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