Chapter 3: Owl's Letter
Soul separation is the spell of the Imperius Curse, one of the three Unforgivable Curses. It is a very evil black magic. When used on people, it makes them lose their minds and act completely according to the caster's intentions. However, this kind of spell often has no effect on people with strong willpower, which includes Bellatrix, who has endured Azkaban for many years.
So just then, in order to increase the success rate of the spell, Sean deliberately provoked Bellatrix's anger and used this magic when she was overwhelmed by it. Looking at Bellatrix, who had suddenly stopped moving and had a dull look in her eyes, Sean knew that his spell was successful.
Now, he could focus on the preparations before training. Sean gently stroked Bellatrix's hot body and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Bellatrix's smooth and delicate skin made it hard to imagine that she was already in her thirties. There was also the thick, shiny black hair, the strong jaw, the thin lips, and the high nose bridge, which outlined her heroic face more specifically.
All these changes had happened in less than a month. When she was rescued last month, she looked haggard and withered. In just one month, she seemed like a different person, exuding the charm of a mature woman.
Sean put the VHS (90s home video camera) aside and began the final preparations before training.
By the time Bellatrix woke up, it was already noon the next day. For some reason, she didn't feel hungry at all after not eating for a day. Instead, there was a fishy smell in her mouth. Did she eat bad seafood? No, it's the smell of semen. This guy Sean actually made her eat a mouthful of semen. Bellatrix felt like vomiting when she thought about the dirty semen that had stayed in her mouth and had even been swallowed by her.
Just as Bellatrix struggled to get up, she found herself tied to a sofa with a color TV in front of her. Hearing the noise coming from the living room, Sean, who was cooking, came out from the kitchen.
"Woke up?" Sean asked.
"Asshole, what did you do to me?" Bellatrix ignored Sean and asked through gritted teeth.
"Oh, you're asking that?" Sean slapped his head as if he had suddenly realized something. "I can actually answer this question for you."
As he spoke, Sean put a burned disc into the DVD player and played it on the TV. Bellatrix suddenly felt something was wrong, but out of curiosity about what had happened to her, she continued watching.
The film opened with her kneeling in front of a mirror, in much the same position as she was before she lost consciousness. Then she watched as Sean rubbed a huge, thick cock in her fat pussy.
"Oh, that's all you can do? I think you're no better than that."
Bellatrix had anticipated the scene in the movie as early as when all the clothes fell to the ground. She had already dedicated her soul to the great master, so she didn't care about the gains and losses of the body at all.
But the subsequent developments in the film were beyond her expectations. When Sean's cock was inserted into her hole, she in the video actually screamed and rolled her eyes. As Sean's thrusting speed increased, she actually began to beg for mercy. She saw that the two big fleshy labia of her hole were being tossed back and forth by Sean's cock constantly going in and out and had become a little red and swollen.
What's even more hateful is that Sean pulled her left arm with the Dark Mark behind her and placed it in the most conspicuous position in the camera. He even gave orders to her in the video. While cooperating, she shouted the name "Voldemort" during this movement, rolling her eyes with a happy expression.
What a blasphemy this is! Bellatrix was shaking all over; she was almost out of her mind with anger. Now she only wanted to seek forgiveness from her master by dying.
And at this moment, her voice was heard in the film.
"Master! Master!"
Hearing this familiar name, Bellatrix looked up and saw herself in the film calling Sean "Master," then crawling at his feet, begging Sean to punish her with a whip. Bellatrix couldn't stand such a blow and fainted in anger.
Sean, who had been standing nearby, returned to the kitchen, turned off the fire, served the freshly cooked noodles, sat next to the unconscious Bellatrix, and continued watching with interest. He would even make a few comments.
"Hey, the attack speed here is too fast..."
"The lens is out of focus here. We should change the angle."
"This posture is not okay..."
During the whole process, he would occasionally look down at Bellatrix, who was still sleeping.
That's it?
Evening arrived. The setting sun quietly sank, and the sky was painted with a mixed tone of orange, red, and violet, like an oil painting in the hands of a master, rendering the clouds more delicate and layered. The sky was also gently covered by the afterglow of the sunset, and the light gradually softened, painting the whole world with dreamy colors.
At this moment, a man was lying on the desk in front of the window, writing something furiously. Upon closer inspection, the title of the manuscript was "The Days I Lived and Ate with the Wild People of Shennongjia." It looked like a novel. Sometimes he was thinking, sometimes he was writing quickly, the tip of his pen flying on the paper, making a rustling sound. Whenever he wrote something wonderful, a satisfied smile would unconsciously appear on the man's face.
But in fact, his heart was far from being as indifferent as he appeared. He was waiting for a letter, a letter that was of great importance to him.
Time passed as the sun set, and the afterglow in the sky gradually dissipated. The man's expression finally showed some emotion.
Why...hasn't it arrived yet?
Just as he was about to stand up, a series of "da da da da" sounds suddenly came from outside the window. Sean opened the window and saw a snow-white owl holding a letter and scratching the window sill.
Sean didn't rush to get the envelope. He first smoothed the owl's messy feathers, then took out the snacks he had prepared long ago from the desk drawer, and finally exchanged the snacks in his hand with the letter in the owl's mouth.
The rewarded owl happily circled in the sky a few times, then flew towards the clouds. In just a flash, it disappeared into the clouds.
After closing the window, Sean quickly picked up the envelope. On the back of the envelope, there was a wax seal and a shield emblem. Inside the emblem was a capital "H" surrounded by a lion, a snake, a badger, and an eagle.
He opened the envelope and took out the letter, which read:
Dear Mr. Sean Phillips,
We are pleased to inform you that your application for the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts has been accepted. The interview will be held at 10:00 am on August 5th. Please prepare in advance.
In addition: Please enter the school via Floo powder (location: Hogwarts Associate Professor's Office). If you use other methods, please inform us in advance.
Deputy Headmistress Minerva McGonagall
Sean couldn't help but throw the manuscript on the table into the air. Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.