"If possible, I would think Gunter would be a good choice. He is so similar to his cousin, isn't he." A female voice came from behind, but the meaning of the words made the little girl's heart tremble slightly.

"You don't dare to approach Riddle, nor do you dare to approach Gunter." Another female voice paused and said: "Gaunt doesn't have the slightest bit of anger in him, Selina, he is just as scary as Riddle, they Cousins ​​don't understand 'love' either."

The owner of that voice wanted to persuade his friend to give up Rawlis Gunter.

The matter of the Gunter family is not a secret, everyone knows it, especially ‘Rollis Gunter’ who has experienced those things.

Rawlis Gunter would not be a good choice.

Maybe 'Tom Riddle' really 'understood' love, and 'Rollis Gaunt' understood 'love' but also hated 'love'.

"You know, Selina, I have no choice." The girl known as 'Selina' was born into the Rolle family, an extreme pure-blood family.

Is there any pure-blood family in this era that is not extreme?

The two female voices gradually became fainter, and the teenagers joked with Rawlis based on what the two girls were talking about just now.

The corners of the gloomy boy's lips curled up in sarcasm to block the teasing of those teenagers. When no one was paying attention, those gloomy and heavy eyes focused on the little girl in front of him.

It is gentle, and it is something he has been unable to touch since he was a child.

As Quidditch practice came to an end, the teenagers had returned to the common room.

"Vivian." The blond boy called out his pet name to the little girl in a low voice. His gray-blue eyes concealed the worry for the little girl that could not be dissipated: "Go back to the dormitory and rest, okay."

The little girl's eyes were full of sleepiness, but she kept on watching the training because of her love.

Has his Vivian ever imagined sitting on that broomstick, fully enjoying the breeze blowing on her cheeks from high places, and enjoying the scenery that is usually beyond her reach?

The strong envy in Avella's eyes was like a sharp blade, piercing his heart fiercely and heavily.

Not giving him any chance to breathe.

The little girl nodded. When Abraxas thought that the little girl would choose to go back to the dormitory, Avila reached out and stroked his brow, "I want Abra to never feel sad."

I want Abu to be happy all the time, even though Abu will never show it.

The little girl's sudden movement made the young man stunned where he was for a long time, unable to recover.

When the young man came back to his senses, all he could see was the little girl's retreating back.

When he appeared in front of those young people again, he was still the noble and elegant Malfoy. A Malfoy would never allow himself to lose his temper in front of others.

Abraxas knew this by heart, and no one could find anything wrong with him.

The pure-blood teenagers sat in a circle in the common room and silently surrounded the leader of the circle.

There were two vacant seats next to the first-year head of Slytherin. The second and third seats of the first-year Slytherin were absent from this heir meeting.

The teenagers made a tacit agreement not to mention it.

"You know you have thoughts that you shouldn't have, right Rawlis Gaunt." In the Slytherin first-year chief dormitory, a hint of sullenness could be heard that was suppressed by the owner of the voice.

"Who do you think you are, the 'great philanthropist'?" The gloomy boy maintained his posture awkwardly, then raised his head and sarcastically said to the black-haired boy: "I don't need your kindness. '."

"You have a better choice, it's not Little Grindelwald." The black-haired boy tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, holding the elm wand tightly in his hand, "Whether it's you or me, None of us can defeat Abraxas."

"I really don't understand love, let alone a good choice." After a moment of silence, Rawlis raised his gloomy eyes without a trace of life to look at Rudolf, and then said: "My mother always wanted Went to find her sister, my cousin's mother 'Merope', but she died at the hands of her father before she could go."

"I could only watch my mother fall on top of me. My mother's painful screams were heard in my ears. My father went crazy and stabbed my mother's cold body with his magic palm, and pulled out the magic wand. The blood splattered on my face again and again."

"These will always be in my dreams, and I will never forget that I was enveloped by those dark things." The young man paused and said, "I have never met such a person, Rudolph."

The black-haired boy opened his mouth but could not speak. When he looked at his friend, his eyes were filled with endless pain and struggle.

He wanted to stop it, but he could no longer say anything to stop it, and he could no longer do anything to stop it.

A person who has been in darkness all year round suddenly encounters a light that does not belong to him, but also illuminates him. One day, he is asked to give up this light.

This is so cruel.

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