HP: Hogwarts Snake

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"What did you notice?" As soon as the couple left, Della looked straight at Tang Xueji and asked this question. She knew that the closer she was to the bottom line, the less she could show weakness.

"What do you think I saw? A living dead?" Della's attitude aroused Tang Xueji's instinct to fight back. She stared at Della with her exposed eye. "I can tell that kind of thing with just my eyes."

"..." Della was at a loss for words. She still believed that this kind of thing alone was enough to make her suffer cold stares and fear. However, Tang Xueji, who had seen through this matter long ago, was not moved at all.

Is it that the acceptance in Country Z is unexpectedly high? Or is it that the acceptance in this family is unexpectedly high?

Della drew on all the possible reasons to calm herself. She frowned, and after a brief flash of surprise, she was left with only wonder and doubt, "Anything else?"

Even if you notice something wrong with the eyes, you have to act as if you are unaware of it.

Della, who had made a good strategy, performed in front of Tang Xueji with her impeccable acting skills. Tang Xueji began to look at her with curiosity more than any other emotion, "I'm afraid you don't even know what you see."

Della felt relieved at first, but then her heart tightened again. She didn't even know? What was it? Was it written by Bronte? By Voldemort? Or by Maggie?

"There are cases of living dead, but this is the first time I've seen someone like you." Tang Xueji didn't know if it was intentional or not. He was trying to expand on this topic, but he hesitated and didn't get straight to the point. "You know the living dead, whether they are voluntary or involuntary, have a physical limit. Even if they are alive, they are inseparable from death. They often have to pay a price and make greater efforts to continue the actions of their body and soul."

"For this kind of people, as long as their price and efforts do not harm others, we will mostly let them go," Tang Xueji said slowly. "Unlike the evil spirits who take over other people's bodies and use loopholes to shift all the consequences onto the host body, the living dead are born from their own karma and will harm their karma in the future, which makes our intervention not completely justified, so we usually don't care."

"What's the difference between me and them?" Della got to the point.

"You can't die." Tang Xueji finally gave an answer, but when she needed to explain more, she stopped talking again.

"What?" Della couldn't help but ask, "What do you mean I can't die? Am I immortal?"

"Yes and no," Tang Xueji still had that unhurried attitude that made others want to grab her collar and question her, "You will still die if your head is chopped off, your internal organs are shattered, you bleed too much, and you use powerful magic to injure me. But other than physical damage, the Qi in your body will not stop flowing."

"Even if I'm exhausted and dying, I won't die?" Della asked back.

"It's hard to define, but the Qi in your body won't stop flowing anyway," Tang Xueji replied. "In my opinion, what you mean by running out of energy is that your Qi can't keep up with your body. When the situation develops to the worst, you will probably just go into hibernation. When your Qi replenishes your low-demand body, you will wake up, but--"

"But what?" Della asked, looking at Tang Xueji's frowning brows.

"The living body is the target of Qi. In your dormancy that is no different from death, the culprit that caused your 'death' may be eliminated by the instinct of Qi. Your memory will be damaged and your personality will be changed. The living body is your gain, and the castration of the soul is your price. Both the gain and the price will allow you to live."

"......" Della was stunned for a moment after hearing this. There was a weak needle hanging between her eyebrows. She didn't know whether to be surprised or question.

"So, whether you choose to seek treatment or not, it will eventually lead to your survival," Tang Xueji concluded for her. "It's up to you. If you don't seek treatment, I will make an exception and return the medical fees I have already collected."

Della thought about it on the premise that the information was true. Her biggest problem now was that she could not accept Maggie's control over her life.

If she chooses treatment and gets better, she will most likely still have to face Maggie with a broken soul in the future. Can she do that?

If she is not cured or treated, Della Riddle will lose something and may eventually fall into Maggie's control, but ignorance will make everything acceptable.

Thinking of this, Della felt a chill down her spine. She was horrified at her excessive tolerance of Maggie, and at the same time she imagined a cycle of manipulation and disgust with manipulation.

Regardless, Della is still in the cage named Maggie.

"It leads to the same result," Della said, her avoidance mentality taking over again. She tried to let others make a choice for her. "Then what choice should I make that is more valuable for you to study?"

"Don't think about cheating," Tang Xueji shook her head, "We never make decisions for others easily, especially for someone with a complicated fate like you. This is your own decision, and it is also the future you are going to walk into."

"..." Della was silent. Her first reaction was to ask herself if there was a time limit for consideration. When the question got stuck in her throat, she realized that she should not hesitate.

The first option could still save her shaky self, but the second option was equivalent to stepping into the past she hated.

But it really hurts to walk out of that rotten rose road covered with thorns.

And there is no light of a way out.

"Please heal me." Della finally said softly, choosing the path that might still lead to light, but her face was lifeless and there was no light in her eyes.

She couldn't see the future, but she had long been accustomed to pain.

Fortunately, I'm used to the pain.