MTL - Kunning - Chapter 220 Xinghuazao

One sunny afternoon, Kyle finally received the admission notice he had longed for and came to Hogwarts, a prestigious school with thousands of years of history.

Here, Kyle lived a very fulfilling life. In addition to studying every day, he would also use his spare time to plant vegetables and flowers, or go to a dark underground chamber to provide psychological counseling to a small animal that had been abandoned for thousands of years. .

Dumbledore: Kyle is a good boy who is upright, brave, kind and sincere.

Professor McGonagall: The Headmaster is right, Kyle never breaks school rules.

Snape: Ah, yes, yes…

Quirrell originally thought so, but until one day, he pushed open the trap door and jumped into a room full of biting cabbage…

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“I don’t love you anymore.”

It had been 10 years since I became an extra in a classic romance novel. Having a very shy and quiet personality, I was suffering from a terrible unrequited love.

Allan Leopold. He was the successor of the kingdom’s top businessman and the best lover candidate of all. The whole kingdom praised Allan’s beauty, and he didn’t even know I existed.

Nevertheless, I couldn’t dare to approach the dazzling man, so I just looked at him. Shining black hair, jewel-like eyes, and a great family were things he had, and things that were too far away from me.

That’s how I became an adult. One day, when I decided to pursue my dream instead of a feverish one-sided love, I fainted and woke up trapped in an unfamiliar bas**ent of an old castle.

“Don’t be angry, Melissa.”

“…..”

“Love me again.”

It didn’t take much time to realize that this was reality.

And that I’ve been kidnapped.

That, too, by the man I had a crush on.

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