The Spirit World

Chapter 627 The Rain Finally Falls
Thinking determines the way out.

Ideas determine the future.

Mountain darkly, vista.

I don't know the true face of Lushan, I am only in this mountain.

【Victoria Manor】

This is the estate of Duchess Victoria. Duchess Victoria loves roses, and this garden is full of roses. She only loves red roses, and roses of other colors are not seen here.

She has no other joy except roses, so there are only roses in this manor. She is such a resolute woman, if she says she likes someone, she will love him deeply, if she says she doesn't like someone, she will not disturb him again.

Butterflies seeking fragrance and bees collecting nectar like this place the most. Many couples come here, and they also like it. They pick a rose across the fence and give it to their loved one. She has never been annoyed, but just looks at them through the window on the marble windowsill, shaking her head and sighing.

"Poor child... That guy has brought three different girls here within a month... Tsk tsk..." Victoria was wearing a red dress as always, like a bright red rose, which was the symbol of her title as Mrs. Rose.

"His name is Mars, and he is the romantic of the Pandragon family." The butler put a white gauze on her, the soft thread and lace edges on it were tight and pure.

"Oh, you lover, you stud..." Victoria snorted and pulled the veil tight against her skin: "Ah... it's good to be young... being deceived by sweet words is also a silly and cute blessing~"

"Ma'am, Professor Philip is here..." The butler fixed the collar of her dress, and An Jing placed his hands on her chest, straightening her belly.

"Ouch~" she cried softly. A small piece of flesh was stuck in her clothes and it hurt.

"You've gained weight..." The housekeeper silently looked at her belly that had been flattened by her clothes.

"Wuwuwu..." Victoria looked at the butler with tears in her eyes. The butler sighed, shook his head and slowly retreated.

"Professor Philip is waiting for me downstairs?" Victoria lifted the hem of her skirt and walked towards the stairs holding the edge of her red dress. When she passed her own portrait, she stopped, turned slowly, and looked at her belly under her casual clothes with tears in her eyes.

“I was so handsome back then…”

"Sir Victoria, I've been waiting for you for a long time..." A middle-aged man was standing downstairs, with black hair parted in the middle, brown eyes and black pupils, a thin body, straight hair, eyes that gave people a cold and unfathomable feeling, a sallow complexion, a big hooked nose, and wearing a black robe and cloak. Standing there, he looked like a solemn statue.

"Ah... I'm sorry... Professor Philip, you know, I'm just like a vampire and I always have to rest during the day. Please forgive me." Victoria held up the hem of her skirt and slowly walked down the stairs. Her dress was still on the ground, rubbing against the precious stair tiles...

"Sir Victoria, I understand your difficulties, but I have something very important to discuss with you." Professor Philip was as serious as a brick. He put his left hand on the back of his right hand with a straight face, just like a teacher giving a lecture. If he held a magic wand, it would be even more like a teacher.

Victoria paced slowly, smiled happily, and put down her dress. The dress was like a flower bud, exuding fragrance.

"Oh? What's so important that requires Professor Phillips to come to me personally?"

Victoria looked at Philip. Philip's eyes were as calm as still water, opening and closing, and his thick eyebrows were also open and open.

"I heard that the Ministry of Internal Affairs has issued a wanted order for two students in our college." Professor Philip's eyes followed Victoria's position. He saw Victoria slowly walk to the door and slowly open it.

A gust of wind blew up her skirt, and a strong wind blew, with clouds and rain rolling.

"It's going to rain..." Victoria turned around as if she didn't hear it, feeling the draft passing through her chest.

"Sir Victoria, you may not have heard me because of the strong wind." Philip seemed to be introducing something, and said to Victoria next to him with his left hand: "The wanted order you issued is an extreme insult to our students."

"What?" Victoria suddenly turned around and glared at Philip. "Insult... This is the first time I've heard of it, Professor Philip. Did I hear it wrong?"

"Sir Victoria, you heard it right. After the decision made by me and all the professors, we have already arrested Jack Nyman." Philip said calmly and sternly, as if he had called out a name as heavy as a mountain. He tilted his head slightly and slowly approached Victoria so that Victoria could hear clearly: "Erica Nyman was awarded the title of Honorary Magician of the Royal Academy of Fran. Now their honor and disgrace belong to the Ministry of Magic, not the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Therefore, the wanted order is an insult."

Philip looked at Victoria as if she were a little child.

The girl in the red dress looked at him in surprise in his brown eyes, her face full of shock, and he responded to Victoria's shock by pulling the corner of his mouth with a forced smile.

He then added: "We generally interpret this special situation as a temporary honor. Of course, for Sir Victoria, she may not understand the value of a temporary honor."

"Why? You guys are totally unreasonable!"

The corners of Victoria's mouth twitched. She was unable to retract her shock and continued to glare at Philip. She had straight eyebrows and a protruding forehead, just like a big goose with its head held high. She stared at Philip and demanded an explanation, otherwise she would peck him.

"Sir Victoria, please rest assured that our awarding ceremony is absolutely in compliance with regulations, laws, and requirements, and it was held before you issued the wanted order."

"I signed the wanted warrant at eight o'clock last night." The big Victoria goose raised her neck and was about to peck at it, but Professor Philip fell down under the pressure of her leaning over, but stood upright again, like a reed bent by the wind, and when the strong wind blew their clothes, the red and black were intertwined.

"I'm sorry, Sir Victoria, we completed the investiture ceremony yesterday at 7:59. Now, both of them are members of the Ministry of Magic. They are not subject to the laws of the Home Office, and Lionheart has no right to arrest them."

"You mean... the arrest warrant I issued became a dead piece of paper a second ago?" Victoria stood up and shook her blonde hair, which fell on her chest and the wind blew them behind her.

"Please don't be discouraged, Duke of Victoria. Since they already belong to the Ministry of Magic, they are naturally no longer under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. The arrest warrant you signed is still valid, so you don't have to worry." Professor Philip nodded with a smile, and flicked his lips with a fake smile: "If he makes a mistake, the Ministry of Magic will naturally punish them severely. If our Ministry of Magic takes back their honorary wizard titles, your arrest warrant will naturally take effect and arrest them."

"Great... That's amazing... I didn't expect the Ministry of Magic to do this... The Ministry of Magic is really capable of everything."

Victoria snorted, then opened the door sadly, letting the wind pour into the hall. Everything in the hall seemed to be bathed in the baptism of the strong wind, swaying but not falling down.

"I understand, Professor Philip. If you have nothing else to do, you can go back."

Victoria twisted her neck, relaxed her shoulders, and gently pinched the flesh on her hands.

She looked sad, but still made a gesture of invitation to Professor Philip.

"There is one more thing." Professor Philip slowly turned around and faced the strong wind. His black wizard robe rustled in the wind, as if answering.

"what?"

Victoria watched Professor Phillips' mouth move, and indeed could not hear what he said. "Professor Phillips, what are you talking about?"

"I've finished, Sir Victoria. Although this matter is not big, it is still extremely important to our Ministry of Magic. However, if you have no objection to this matter, we will handle it through the Ministry of Magic." Professor Philip did not answer Victoria. He looked at her puzzled face, turned around, pulled his big black robe with his hand, and walked out of the hall of Victoria Manor.

"Hey... you... I didn't hear you clearly... Hey!" Victoria seemed to have been fooled. She stood there in a daze, watching Professor Philip leave...

"What..." Victoria scratched her head, rolled up a small bunch of her hair with her hands, straightened it, and sighed: "I really admire you guys... You are just making trouble..."

Then, she formally raised her hand to her right shoulder and clapped it, making a popping sound.

She looked at Philip who had arrived at the gate of the manor. The strong wind blew Professor Philip's long straight hair, and his tall figure was hidden in the black robe of the great wizard.

"Mother..." Alice called out to Victoria, who appeared faintly as she slowly rose from the ground.

"Alice, go and see if Pylos has come back... I want to see him." Victoria looked at Professor Philip's black robe being blown up by the wind. Professor Philip seemed to know that he was being watched. He turned around, his brown eyes glowing, like the eyes of a silent lone wolf burning at Victoria.

Victoria's eyes were tightly closed, looking quite displeased.

"No, mother." Alice's phantom quietly stayed behind Victoria, watching her mother's messy golden hair blown by the wind: "Mr. Pylos is still fighting with that man. If nothing unexpected happens, it will probably take a long time."

"So, it wasn't Pylos who asked for the favor?"

Victoria watched Professor Philip disappear, slowly raised her head, twisted her neck to make herself sober, and then looked sternly at the dark clouds outside the window.

"Not Mr. Pylos."

"Who else would come forward? The Ministry of Magic... to solve this matter?"

"Principal Dumbledore..."

"Professor Philip is your Headmaster Philip Dumbledore...it's just that your Headmaster always uses the name Professor Philip when he comes to see me."

"No wonder Professor Phillips and Headmaster Dumbledore are so similar."

"They are just one person... they just need to do their job..." Victoria turned to look at Alice. Seeing the black shadow formed by Alice was not moved by the wind at all, she actually smiled: "Who knows what they mean... More and more people know Chang Yufeng's true identity, and things are getting more and more interesting..."

"Mother..." Alice felt that her mother's plan was disrupted, and looked at her with worry, but the black shadow had no expression on his face and could not show any sadness.

"Ah... Alice, my dear daughter, I have gained a lot of weight... I can't wear this dress anymore... I must control my diet..." Victoria changed the subject and touched her lower abdomen, where there was a small splint of the dress, which made Victoria's figure slim and slender.

"Mother doesn't need to control her diet. Eating this way is in line with the health of women. As long as mother is happy eating, that's all."

Alice's shadow began to seem vague, as if it would disappear at any moment after she said this.

“That won’t do… This means that my power can no longer be controlled by my hands… This means… I’m old… I’ve lived long enough… But I don’t think there’s anything wrong… Hopefully someone powerful will show up soon to help me abdicate successfully… So that I can have a way out… If they really push me to the limit, I will burn down this Victoria Manor and go back to Heaven…” Victoria twisted her waist. Her clothes didn’t change her figure, but when she put on the clothes, she could tell that her waist was still barely able to fit into the plywood dress.

The dress is red and bright, like a rose dancing in the sun.

"Whether I can retire after achieving my goal depends on that kid." Victoria tiptoed and jumped briskly to her own portrait on the wall, intoxicated: "If I were as handsome as before, I would definitely be more courageous and directly start another bloodline war to reshuffle the cards... But, what can I do..."

She suddenly became sad and sighed: "An old witch like me... can only retreat to the back. Young people have their own ways to deal with their own affairs... It's better for me not to interfere..."

She wanted to see Alice, but she could only see Alice's afterimage. Alice had gone far away... She was really sad now...

"If only I had been nicer to you guys... Now I'm all alone, and no one is willing to give me a way out... It's so hard... It's so hard..."

Duchess Victoria slowly raised her head and looked at the raging wind... She tied her hair up... and slowly... burped...

The burp was very light, very small, and even very clean, and it disappeared in an instant...

"It seems that I ate too much... Is this what you call turning sadness into appetite... How cruel... to myself..."

Father……

"Ha, forget it... I'd better find a way out... I've lived long enough anyway... I'm alone, and I don't have anything I want to pursue..."

Victoria muttered to herself, watching the dark clouds gather and drizzle fall...

Raindrops drifted from the sky, swaying in the wind and falling on her face...

Suddenly there was a thunder...

Father……

Are you ok?

Father……

How long have we not seen each other...

A thousand years...

Or even longer...

That lightning seemed to split the dark clouds apart... and then gather them together again.

The clouds roll and the wind blows, the clouds are not light...

What am I pursuing...

my father……

(End of this chapter)