Slytherin's salvation is nothingness

"Cyrus! Come and take a look at our latest research." With Molly's scolding, Cyrus was pulled upstairs by the two of them. Looking at the various dangerous prank trinkets in the room, Cyrus The corners of Si's mouth twitched. "Aren't you afraid of blowing up the room..."

Fred handed Cyrus a box of Bibi's All-Flavour Beans, "Haha, mommy might have her head chopped off."

"Recently we were studying fireworks, the one you set off in the auditorium before. We imitated it and made one, but the effect was not good. Cyrus, look at what's going on." George took out a small box the size of a palm. .

Cyrus frowned, but did not take it, "Why do you think I became an assistant teacher in the alchemy class? The magic text inscription on it is not what is needed for fireworks, but a small explosion pattern. I'm afraid it will be difficult for people to open it. You should be sprayed with some kind of stinky shit-egg-like gas in your face."

The two laughed loudly, "Cyrus, you are really awesome. We can never fool you. Here, this is the fireworks box." George took out a brand new small box.

Cyrus sat between the two of them and looked at the magic text carved on the small box. After opening it, a small ray of fire appeared, gradually forming the head of a small lion, and then exploded uncontrollably, and disappeared not long after.

Cyrus pointed to a magic text carving, "There is a problem with the magic power here. Your magic power output is not precise enough. There is also an error here. They are two very similar magic words."

Cyrus explained various details to the two of them as if he were taking an alchemy class at Hogwarts, "Did I explain it clearly enough?"

Seeing no one answered, Cyrus looked to both sides, "Why are you so stunned? Am I talking like Professor Binns?"

The two reacted and laughed, and George joked on the side, "Haha, no, Cyrus, I didn't notice it in class at first. Now that you are teaching us at a close distance, I find that you look very different when you are serious." Frey said. De also nodded.

Cyrus sighed, "Then did you hear what I just said? I hope you don't have to tell me a second time."

"Moreover, this thing doesn't work very well, please help us!" The two of them kept pestering Cyrus. She felt that she had finally experienced the leisurely life during the holidays. She didn't expect to come here to work as an unpaid professor. .

"You two, don't keep pestering Cyrus. It's too late, Cyrus, you and Hermione can sleep in the same room for now. It's too late, go back and rest." Molly rushed into the door, one in each hand. He grabbed their ears. Cyrus fled the room as the twins begged for mercy.

Walking into the bedroom that Molly had packed, she saw Hermione sitting on the bed reading a thick book. The two greeted each other, "Cyrus, when did you learn to apparate? I heard that you need to obtain a certificate from the Ministry of Magic to use apparation. If you haven't taken the exam yet, take it as soon as possible. , don’t get in trouble because of this.”

Cyrus nodded, "Thank you for your concern, Hermione. I learned it a long time ago, and I already have the license to use it."

Hermione seemed to be shocked, "Although you are two years older than us, how can you be so powerful...so much more than us?"

Cyrus thought for a moment, "People can't be perfect. If they are outstanding in one area, they will be like idiots in another area."

Hermione said gloomily: "But you are excellent in all subjects. I heard from Harry that you actually have a company in the Muggle world... I feel like you don't have any shortcomings."

Cyrus also sat on the bed next to him, "Actually, I don't know a lot. I can't understand things that are very simple and easy for you, Hermione."

"What's going on?"

Cyrus looked at Hermione and smiled, then waved his hand and his body shape and appearance changed. Hermione looked at the man in front of her in surprise, "Xiao...Sean?!"

Cyrus hurried forward and covered her mouth with a silencing gesture, "You know, I need an identity to go out without being noticed by others. Can you keep it a secret for me?"

Hermione nodded dully, Cyrus let go and released the transformation spell with another wave.

"I'm sorry that I've been hiding my identity, but sometimes I wish I could have some time to myself and not be treated like the heir of Slytherin or something."

She scratched her head in distress, "It's not that I hate these things, it's just that I have some so-called identities. It's a bit difficult to get along with... friends."

Hermione no longer knew where to start, "Okay... I respect your thoughts and I won't tell anyone." Cyrus smiled back, "Thank you, Hermione. You can tell me carefully. Talking about the lovers you mentioned, is there still love?"

At this time, there was a knock on the door, "Hermione, are you there?" The door opened, and Ginny was standing outside the door in her pajamas and holding a few books. She was also a little embarrassed to see Cyrus.

"Ginny, come in. I'm talking to Cyrus."

"If you are busy, I can come back later."

Hermione pulled Ginny to sit down, "It's okay Ginny, let's chat together." Cyrus also tried to persuade her to stay. "What are you talking about?"

Ginny looked at the two of them curiously, and Hermione was a little embarrassed. At this time, Cyrus' direct speech appeared, "We are talking about lovers, and love."

"What? Are you talking about lovers? Hermione, are you..."

"No, no, it's Cyrus who doesn't understand this..." Hermione blushed and waved her hands quickly, and then Cyrus spoke again, "Ginny, do you have someone you like?"

Ginny was also surprised by Cyrus's simple and direct speech. Her cheeks immediately turned red and she was speechless. Hermione looked at Cyrus and then at Ginny, feeling complicated.

"Sorry Ginny, I scared you. In fact, I just don't understand what kind of relationship is between lovers, and what do two people who like it do to become lovers? What's the difference between love and like? Is what is between lovers just love? ?”

Hermione organized her words and tried to stay calm, "Of course two people who like each other will become lovers. This means that your relationship is one step closer to each other, closer than the relationship between best friends. Lovers usually hold hands... and kiss. Something like that. Love is stronger than like, like the kind where parents get married because of love and stay with each other for a lifetime. Love is a deep bond between two people. Love may breed after lovers get along for a long time. "

Cyrus said thoughtfully: "Principal Dumbledore always said that love is the greatest magic... so liking can never be equal to love."

Ginny's voice came, "Actually, I don't quite understand what liking is, let alone love. But there is always that vague feeling that I want to see that person and want to know everything about him. I will always think of that person. People will want to be with him.”

Cyrus nodded, then remembered that Ginny had always had a crush on Harry, while Hermione ended up with Ron. "Okay, thank you."

"Um, Cyrus. Can I ask you a favor?" Ginny looked at Cyrus nervously, "Well, is there anything I can do to help you?"

Ginny then ran out of the room, and after a while she held a thick letter and handed it to Cyrus. "This...can you give it to Mr. Sean for me...Last time he went to Hogwarts to find you, but he left before I could give it to him. Professor Black said that he knows you very well..." Jin Nee's face became redder and redder as she spoke, and Hermione on the side looked at her with gradually pity.

Cyrus took the letter, "No problem, Ginny, I will ask him to reply to you as soon as possible." Ginny grabbed the corner of her pajamas, "Cyrus, what is your relationship with Mr. Sean..."

Cyrus blinked in confusion, "Well, he has been conducting some investigative work under Principal Dumbledore. I am Dumbledore's daughter, so I have known him a few years ago."

Ginny's tone was relaxed and she sat closer to Cyrus, "So what did Mr. Sean do in Germany before? Did he also graduate from Hogwarts? Which college was he assigned to? he……"

Cyrus smiled awkwardly, "Actually, I'm not that familiar with him. He often disappears and never talks about his past. Maybe no one knows about it except Principal Dumbledore."

Hermione pushed Ginny, "Ginny, Cyrus is too tired today. Let her rest first and let's talk tomorrow."

After persuading Ginny to leave, Cyrus sincerely thanked her. "Thank you Hermione, I'm really tired."

Then she put the letter back into the ring and walked out of the room, "Well, where is the shower room?" Hermione took Cyrus to the shower room on the second floor, "Cyrus, Ginny..."

Hermione called Cyrus, and Cyrus scratched his head, "Well, maybe I always wanted to thank Sean but didn't get the chance. I will reply to her. I didn't expect that she would remember such a small favor for so long."

Then he walked into the shower room, and Hermione covered her face outside the door, "It turns out that the idiot side is here..."

After taking a comfortable shower and changing into black pajamas, Cyrus opened the shower and saw someone waiting outside. "Miss Slytherin? Are you still awake?"

Percy, the third son of the Weasley family, was leaning outside the door in his pajamas. He was also surprised to see Cyrus, and then seemed to regret that he appeared in front of Cyrus in such a casual outfit. "Hello, Mr. Percy. You've been working under Mr. Crouch lately, and I've heard from George and the others. I'm sorry we've never met at school before."

Percy was very excited when he heard what Cyrus said, "Really, Miss Slytherin knows about me. It was only after I entered the Ministry of Magic that I learned that Miss Slytherin had so much cooperation with the Ministry of Magic."

Cyrus smiled back, "Well, can we talk tomorrow? It's pretty late now."

A person who blindly pursues power, but he is not needed in the plan.

After sending Percy away, Cyrus returned to the room, sat on the bed and took out Ginny's letter and a bottle of firewhiskey from the ring. He took out the wine glass and poured it leisurely. Now he likes drinking whiskey more and more.

Sensing Hermione's gaze, Cyrus picked up the wine glass and shook it, "Do you want to drink too? But I didn't bring butterbeer. Hermione, you are still underage."

Hermione shook her head and looked at Cyrus with burning eyes. Cyrus frowned, "Aren't you going to take a shower?"

"I'll be there later. You can read the letter first."

Cyrus became more and more confused, then waved his hand and transformed into Sean, "Let Sean read the letter to Sean."

Hermione observed Sean's face, and at first she drank and read the letter. Then he put down his wine glass and frowned, as if he saw something strange. His eyes scanned the fonts in the letter over and over again. His face gradually turned pale and then darkened. He rubbed his brows and sighed a long breath.

She raised her eyebrows and looked at Hermione, "No wonder you're acting so strangely, it turns out that's the case. How do you think it's more appropriate for me to refuse?"

Hermione looked like she was laughing, but she recovered from Cyrus's increasingly dangerous gaze. "Perhaps you should tell her personally. It's too disrespectful to write a letter to refuse. But I think you'd better not tell her that Sean is you. It's too cruel. For example, if you have someone you like."

Cyrus nodded, took back the letter, and regained his appearance. Hermione seemed to have something to say, but hesitated: "Cyrus, when you became Sean, you said you were rejected at the bar..."

Cyrus nodded calmly and admitted, "I was indeed rejected." Hermione was worried and excited about the gossip and sat down next to Cyrus, "Why were you rejected? Are you from our school?"

Cyrus poured out another glass of Firewhiskey. "Being with me will only make him suffer. I shouldn't bother him anymore." He drank the wine in one gulp.

"A person like me is not worthy of him, and I can no longer get close to him. If what I feel for him is love, then love is dangerous. I want everything about him, and I will even achieve my ideas at any cost. This kind of love is selfish."

The hand holding the wine glass unconsciously tightened, but his eyes were vacant and his expression was numb. "So this is not love, it is just pure and unreserved possession. I need to admit this. Otherwise, I cannot do things that may hurt him for his good purposes."

"If he's hurt, I'll be in pain. But if I can't actually save him, then there's no point in my existence."

Hermione considered the words, "I don't quite understand what you said, but I feel that liking and loving are very simple and beautiful things. The reason why we are entangled and painful is because of the difficulties we set for ourselves. Just like Ginny said Yes, I just want to stay with that person, eat together, and live together. If I don’t give it a try, I will regret it for the rest of my life. Maybe, we are all clumsily loving each other in our own way."

Cyrus raised the corners of his mouth slightly, but there was no smile, only deep helplessness, "Thank you for your childish comfort. If our know-it-all eldest lady takes the initiative to confess to Ron, maybe I will give it a try."

Hermione's face suddenly turned red and she quickly buried her face into the pillow, "Why are you... so obvious?!"

Cyrus nodded, "Probably only Ron, the brainless one, can't tell, but it feels like you two have become quite close recently. You don't stick together all the time during the day."

"That was with Harry and the three of us!" A pillow was thrown at Cyrus. She tilted her head and easily dodged it, then used a levitating spell to put Hermione back on her bed. "You two are having an affair, and Harry is the light bulb." My head is about to light up and explode. Stop talking, stop talking, why are you even throwing the book away...Hermione, are you so scary?"

The next morning, Cyrus woke up very early, and she was unable to fall asleep completely peacefully in an unfamiliar environment.

After changing clothes and walking downstairs, Molly was making coffee. "My dear, you got up so early. Did you not sleep well last night? I'm so sorry. George and the others kept you up very late. Do you want some milk or coffee? I'll make breakfast right away."

Cyrus nodded, "Thank you, Mrs. Weasley. I'll just drink black coffee. I don't really like eating in the morning."

Cyrus was still very unaccustomed to being so enthusiastic and devoting all his kindness to her. Molly poured Cyrus a cup of coffee and brought out lots of bread. "It's okay, kid. You need to eat more in the morning. You eat the bread first, and then I'll fry eggs and bacon for you."

Cyrus stiffly picked up the bread and took a bite, looking at Molly's busy back in trance.

"My dear, I have to go out early today. I have a lot of work waiting for me at the Ministry of Magic. Don't worry, I will be back during dinner." Arthur carried his briefcase downstairs, hurriedly greeted Cyrus and then hugged Molly. He left a kiss on Molly's forehead and left the fireplace.

"Mrs. Weasley, is it love between you and Mr. Weasley? What does that feel like?" Cyrus couldn't help but asked his doubts, "Albus's father always said that love is the greatest thing in the world. Magic, Hermione said that love is the bond between two people. But love cannot be seen or touched, so what exactly is it..."

Molly sat next to Cyrus and held her hands. "Actually, there are many kinds of love. There is love between husband and wife, there is also love for children and family members, and there is friendship between friends. I don't know how to say it, either. Marrying Arthur is the happiest thing in my life. No matter how busy he is, he will come home and have dinner with me. I will also read various cooking books to learn more dishes to cook for him.

I will worry about his safety and pay attention to his health. He is busy at work, and I try to clean the house and take care of the children. He is in my future, and I am in his future. That's probably what it feels like. "

Cyrus nodded and thanked Molly. She didn't quite understand it and couldn't relate to it.

"Mom! Is breakfast ready? I'm starving to death." The twins also walked downstairs and sat down on both sides of Cyrus. "Cyrus, good morning! You must come and teach us again after dinner."

"Stop pestering people every day, Cyrus needs to rest!" Molly yelled at the twins while playing with the pots and dishes. "Go and wake up Ron!"

"Haha, our lazy brother is going to be in trouble. Let's go Fred, go try our latest invention." The two of them went upstairs with evil smiles on their faces. After a while, Harry and Ron called out. roar. The two of them chased the twins downstairs in pajamas with messy hair, "George! Fred! I'm going to show you today!" Several people chased around the dining table from time to time. After being taught a lesson by Molly, they all sat back in their seats obediently.

"Good morning, Cyrus." Harry and Ron greeted Cyrus, who smiled back at them. Ginny and Hermione also walked downstairs, "Good morning everyone. Mrs. Weasley, let me help you." Hermione walked over to help Molly cook together.

"Good morning, Miss Slytherin. Did you sleep well?" Percy appeared in formal wizard robes. The twins were holding back laughter as they suppressed a lot of complaints. "Good morning, Mr. Percy. Are you going to work at the Ministry of Magic soon?" Cyrus nodded to Percy.

"No...no. I just felt it was too informal when I saw you last night." Percy adjusted his clothes in embarrassment and glared at the twins next to him.

"I am now a guest who comes to the Weasley house in my personal capacity. Mr. Percy does not need to be so formal. You are very good and will definitely become the Director of the Ministry of Magic like your father."

Hearing what Cyrus said, Percy nodded quickly, "If there is anything I can do to help Miss Cyrus, I'd be happy!"

"Okay Percy, don't go through all the bureaucracy every day. We still have to make alchemy items with Cyrus, so we don't have time to waste time with you." The twins squeezed him away and sat back down with Cyrus. side.

"Food is ready, stop fooling around. Come on, my dear." Molly and Hermione placed plates of sumptuous breakfast on the table. There were already a lot of people in the Weasley family, plus Cyrus With Harry, Hermione and a few others, the table became a little crowded.

The twins competed with Ron and Harry for the bacon on the plate, Percy drank coffee silently on the side, and Ginny and Hermione sat together and occasionally whispered.

Molly kept looking at her children, smiling happily from time to time. It is not as luxurious and spacious as Slytherin Mansion, and there is no exquisite and sumptuous breakfast prepared by the house elves, but the small burrow is full of happiness and joy.

Is this what home feels like... This is the kind of existence that Dumbledore always wanted to protect. It seemed that he had never had a meal with his three fathers.

After finishing breakfast, Cyrus looked at Molly who was using her magic to tidy up and clean the table, "Mrs. Weasley, can you teach me how to cook? I want to learn a few recipes for my fathers."

Molly was stunned, "Of course, dear. I can guide you during lunch. There are some cooking books at home, you can take them and read them."

Recently, Cyrus has read many books that he has never read before, including Mrs. Weasley's cookbooks, comics about Ron and the twins, and romance novels about Ginny and Hermione...

How to put it, it is actually not difficult to follow the recipe, but Cyrus cannot understand the joy of cooking that Molly said. He used to live in the circus and the forest, as long as he could fill his stomach.

Those cartoons were too fictional and ethereal for Cyrus to read. Romance novels were a completely new field for her. She would have to talk to Ginny after reading them. Don’t the characters in them have no brains? All they want to do is fall in love all day long. Don’t they have anything else to do?

Although I say I dislike it, I will still write down the plot inside.

Brother Meng, it’s not too much to ask for a book review.