【HP】Elvira’s Unicorn Garden

The first class of the morning was History of Magic taught by Professor Binns Cuthbert.

This time the lesson was with Gryffindor.

That was probably the only lesson that wasn't so drowsy.

"Ilya Grindelwald was born in 1779 and died of illness at home in 1796 at the age of seventeen." Professor Cuthbert paused for a rare moment, "The only person who became proficient in He is a rare genius with dark magic, alchemy, and defense against the dark arts."

A few words simply cannot summarize the life of the ancestor of Grindelwald.

That young man, who only had a short life span of seventeen years, shone brightly in the wizarding world by relying on his talent and hard work.

The entire wizarding world remembered him.

The youngest master of alchemy, a rare integrator of black magic and defense against black magic at the same time, no one has even surpassed him for so many years.

If he continues to grow, his future is beyond their imagination.

But what is heartbreaking is that the young man only lived for seventeen years.

When people learned from the Wizarding Daily that the young man died of illness at home, they all sighed with regret.

In the classroom, some people marveled at the young deeds of "Ilya Grindelwald", while others lamented his early death.

Some people even set their sights on Avila, maybe they just wanted to see the young genius through the girl.

"'Mr. Ilya' is a rare genius. This is not an exaggeration." The corner of the page was carefully folded by Edgar. "Only those who have great achievements will be included in the list." Into the book.”

Even some of their family's collections of books related to 'celebrities in the wizarding world' record the deeds of this Grindelwald ancestor.

No one would not want such a descendant to be born in their family.

Such an existence will bring benefits, fame and status to the family.

"If 'Ilya Grindelwald' could survive, his achievements would be more than these." After class, some people were still discussing the content of the class with their friends, "He is only seventeen, isn't he. "

"We should go, I think this topic is not suitable to discuss here." After others packed their things, they seemed to glance in the direction of Avila, and then tugged on the robe of their friend next to them.

The two men hurried out.

Following the instructions from the blond boy, several pure-blood teenagers went to the classroom where the next class was held to take seats.

Abraxas and Elvira are the only ones left in the classroom now.

The next class was Professor Foley's Transfiguration class. Even if it passed later, there would be plenty of time, so Abraxas was in no hurry to start.

"Vivian didn't rush to refute, Vivian is right." The blond boy approached the girl who was sitting in a daze on the seat, and raised his hand with clear knuckles to smooth the soft hair on the girl's forehead.

Avila looked at Abraxas beside her in a daze, and then lowered her beautiful eyes for a moment, "I know, Abu."

It was because I knew it that I didn’t “dismiss” their views.

Even though she had been prepared to experience this when she took this class, she was somewhat unable to react when these things actually happened.

When she heard the professor and those people discussing what they thought ancestor Ilya was, she wanted to defend ancestor Ilya, but she couldn't.

They will not accept the ancestors of Ilya who are 'contrary' to them, because the ancestors of Ilya are completely different from what they imagined.

Even the family 'accepts' what the family considers to be 'Ilya'.

The portrait of Ilia's ancestor was once placed in the highest attic together with her current wand, and was later taken away and placed in the family corridor together with the family tree.

The ancestor once told her that he had no regrets. If he had to do it over again, he would still choose this path that goes against everyone else.

"Maybe Mr. Elijah doesn't want others to know the real him, so Vivian doesn't have to blame herself." The young man's voice was gentle and clear, and when it fell into the girl's heart, it was like a 'key' that had been searched for for a long time.

It only took a few quick strokes to open the 'lock' that had trapped her for a long time.

After all the classes in the morning, Avila obtained her potion from Professor Foley as usual. The difference from the past was that in addition to the transparent purple bottle, there was also a small blue bottle of potion.

"The blue bottle is for relieving the side effects and pain of the medicine. You should use it before drinking the big bottle of medicine." After class, Adrian led the little girl to his office. "If you don't take good care of yourself, I think Your future courses may only be conducted in Grindelwald Manor."

He rummaged around in the cabinet, not knowing what he was looking for.

The little girl sat on the sofa in his office, looked at him and opened her mouth, then lowered her head and stared quietly at the two-way mirror in her hand.

"You shouldn't hide it from the people who care about you, they will be sad." Adrian picked up the other bottles of potions on the desk and walked towards the little girl. He half-crouched in front of Avella and looked at her levelly, "Wei Wei An doesn’t want the people who care about you to be sad, right?”

The little girl usually likes to handle things by herself, especially when it comes to her own body.

"I can endure the past." The little girl's voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, "Besides, you have done a lot for me."

She can no longer cause trouble to the people who have done so much for her.

"Don't think that you are a trouble, and don't think that it will bring trouble to the people around you. Vivian is very good, you know." Being too afraid of causing 'trouble' to the people around you is not what Grindelwald would do. thing.

The little girl silently took the bottles of potions and lowered her head in silence for a long time. Adrian sighed softly.

He knew that the little girl had listened.

Adrian didn't close the office door until Avella left the visible area of ​​the office.

Her friend came to pick her up.

If 'that adult' knew what the little girl he cared about was like now, I'm afraid he would be very distressed.

After thinking for a moment, Adrian took out a piece of parchment from the drawer and spread it on the desk. He picked up a quill and wrote the little girl's current situation on it.

According to the little girl's character, she would not take the initiative to tell people around her about her situation, which is not acceptable.

After the letter was written, the owl on the shelf next to the cabinet accepted the owner's touch, then picked up the letter and went to the address given by the owner.