For Niebel, who was nine years old, this was the most special day in his life.

He opened his eyes in the heavy sky, stared blankly at the gray ceiling that was close at hand for a while, then slowly got up from the thin and bare bed, and when he stepped on the ground, A palm-sized mouse was startled, and it suddenly jumped in front of him.

Nibel didn't even blink his eyes, which is not surprising.

This is his room.

For the first four years he could remember in his life, he had lived in this basement, which was so small that it was hardly a room.There is no lighting in the room, and Nibel, who has been asked to stay in the room like a prisoner, does not know what time it is outside. He can only peep through the window that is close to the ground but is mostly blocked. A ray of light from outside.

Live like a mouse.

But he may be a little better than a mouse—he doesn’t need to rummage through boxes and cabinets to find food like a mouse. Every meal time, there will be unnamed servants who will bring food, and all he has to do is to be honest. stay in this room without being seen by anyone.

"You'd better stay here honestly."

When he sneaked out once when the servants were not paying attention, the mother of his blood ordered someone to tie him back here with a sullen face, and she warned in a cold voice: "Listen, Nibel, this is already ours. The greatest mercy. If you dare to sneak out from here again, the family will hand you over to the church directly."

Nibel was very wronged.

At that time, he still didn't understand why his father and mother treated him like this, and he didn't understand why his younger brother Reli, who was also a child of his father and mother, could live freely in the sun, while he had to hide in the shadows in the dark corner Here, have no contact with anyone and live like a criminal.

He thought so, and asked the same question.

Until many years later, Nibel has never been able to forget his mother's expression at that time. The luxuriously dressed and elegant lady of the lord seemed to have touched something dirty, and patted the corner of her skirt in disgust. dust, and gave him a cold look.

"You don't understand at all how much trouble you mean to us—" the woman said, with obvious impatience on her face: "It's amazing that you can be allowed to live like this without being burned to death by the pastor of the church." It’s already the whole family’s love for you, don’t think about what you have or what you don’t have, and don’t do such stupid things anymore—can’t you be less selfish and think about us from the perspective of the family?”

After saying this, as if she could no longer bear what she saw, the woman turned around, raised her skirt and left quickly.

She didn't look back once.

The narrow wooden door was closed again, taking away the last ray of light from the outside world.

For four full years after that, Nibel never tried to leave the room again.

The little Nibel didn't understand anything, but he clearly understood every word of his mother. He didn't understand why the church wanted to burn him to death, but this didn't affect his choice to stay obediently in this room without seeing the sky. In the basement on the same day, because his mother asked him to "don't be so selfish, think about the family, and don't cause trouble to the family".

This made the young Nibel feel that the days in the basement were not so difficult.

Because the family "loves" him, in return, he must stay here obediently and not cause any trouble to the family.

Until that day comes——

On that day, the basement that had been dusty for four years was opened, and he was allowed to walk out of this small room for the first time. The servant who brought him out changed into clean clothes for him, and led him to the colorful garden, where , he saw the scenery he had never seen before, and also saw the person who changed his life.

"This is Mr. Rex and his sister, Miss Sunny, from the southeast," his father, who had never met before, introduced him in this way, with flattering tone in his tone: "This time, it is the great lord who specially sent you to the capital." learned at home."

Even if it is a lord noble, there are small lords in the remote areas of Western Europe and the big lords in the capital of the country. For small nobles who own a certain amount of land and are in an awkward position, let their sons go to the home of another big lord to study. Fighting skills, becoming a knight under the opponent's command in the future, and using this to get online with the nobles of the imperial capital is also a pretty good way to rise.

As for why the great nobleman who had never met knew that he had a son who had never been seen before, and why he fell in love with him, the man didn't know, nor was he interested in knowing.For him, it was a great fortune that the other party did not care about Nibel's "speciality".

Nibel didn't quite understand what "father" meant.

He only knew that what happened before his eyes was a good thing: it allowed him to walk out of the gloomy basement, stand upright under the white clouds and blue sky, and even for the first time in his life... got the rare smiling faces of his father and mother.

This made him know that when he was going to a distant city with this strange Mr. Rex, he didn't feel any sadness because of it.

There was nothing better than being able to get out of that small, dark basement without causing my mother any trouble.

The farewell party was very grand.

Everyone was very happy, so was his father and mother, and so was his younger brother Reli. On the contrary, the two guests who were warmly received looked indifferent and didn't care much.But it seems like no one has noticed this point, and he still smiles kindly, without any embarrassment.

With the joyful eyes of his family, Nibel followed the two guests away in a daze.

"Draco, I really don't understand you." They didn't go far, and Nibel heard the young girl between the two complaining in a low voice: "It's just picking up a little wizard, we can go straight to Taking him away in the basement will not be discovered by anyone, and no one can stop us, so why bother?"

Little... wizard?

what is that?

Nibel's eyes widened, looking puzzled, but the two people present obviously didn't intend to answer his questions.

Draco didn't pay attention to the little wizard around him, nor did he pay attention to the dissatisfied Helena.At this moment, he was staring at the invisible end of the road in the distance, and he didn't seem to hear the other party's complaints at all, and now he just replied absent-mindedly: "So we should come secretly like you said. , sneak away—like two big mice taking a little mouse?"

"You clearly know that's not what I mean!" Helena was a little annoyed: "We can obviously solve this matter more simply, instead of wasting extra time on the method—"

"Do you think this method is redundant?" Draco asked.

Helena was slightly taken aback.

When he said this, his expression was very calm, and his tone was very casual, but she subconsciously kept silent, feeling that she didn't dare to offend again, and she froze there for a while, speechless.

When I was at Hogwarts in the early years, as the bear child who was thrown to Draco by Rowena to "educate", the two actually had a lot of mutual confrontation on weekdays, but most of the time, Helena ended in failure .

Strictly speaking, Draco at that time was actually much colder than he is now, and I don’t know if he was close to Zhu Zhichi. After graduating from Hogwarts, there were more Slytherin prefects back then. He has a gentle and refined temperament - Helena even saw him smiling a few times, talking and laughing with a few wandering wizards and even Muggles.

It's obviously very similar to the temperament of the person she likes, but because of this change in the other person, Helena has some indescribable...fear.

She was in a daze, but saw that Draco on the side stopped at some point, and looked down at the confused and restless Nibel——

"Wizards are not nobler than Muggles, and Muggles are not lower than wizards." He said lightly, as if he didn't care whether the little wizard in front of him could understand: "Determine whether you will leave there like a mouse, or walk away high and high , not your race, but your ability."

Nibel stared at him blankly.

"You..." Helena opened her mouth, feeling a bit like a ghost. She glanced at the little wizard's half-comprehending face, turned around again, lowered her voice, and gritted her teeth: "... If you want me to say, you can Consider taking over the position of head of Slytherin - Slytherin enrollment will hit a record high because of you."

Draco ignored her.

The late sunlight slanted down lazily, slowly crawling down the man's body.In the afterglow of the setting sun, the tights with a dark green background and light silver trim made his figure even more slender and upright, and there was a kind of elegance and dignity that was very different from the wizard's robes in its neatness.

This is not surprising.

They were able to take Nibel away from the manor of the little nobleman openly, not because they used any method to deceive the noble lord, but because Draco had indeed established an extremely solid interest cooperation relationship with a certain big nobleman in the capital. This made it much easier and more convenient for them to find underage wizards over the years.

——Even thanks to the source of the great nobleman's news, many wizards who should have been persecuted by the church were rescued in time.

"How did Professor Slytherin not kill you?" she muttered softly.

... In fact, Salazar really "taught" Draco.

When he first learned that his proud student had cooperated with the Muggles he despised, Salazar was so angry that he went straight to Hogwarts to teach Draco some magic dueling skills.

But he had no reason to mention this kind of embarrassing thing to Helena, so Draco pretended not to hear what the other person said, and simply and rudely skipped the topic: "There is no one around, let's apparate back."

Helena wanted to say something more.

But she glanced at the other party's slightly impatient eyes, and finally chose to shut up wisely.

But in the blink of an eye, they moved from the uninhabited suburbs to Hogsmeade, which is full of people. Six years are enough to make a deserted ruin take shape in the future. He found the bar with the relief of bluebells, and walked in with Nibel through the door.

As soon as they entered, a wizard nodded slightly to them as a greeting. One of the witches, who looked gentle and amiable, came over and took Nibel away with ease.

Helena who completed the task was very happy, and when they entered the more secluded depths of the bar through the small door, they happened to bump into a familiar young man, and they were even more happy——

"Cloud!" Helena jumped up and gave the other party a big hug in surprise: "You are finally back!"

"Long time no see, Helena." Kong Yun hugged her back gently—it was just a hug limited to etiquette, and then he let her go naturally: "I heard that you and Draco went out to pick up a little girl." The wizard is gone, is everything going well?"

"There was a delay in the middle of the process, but overall it went smoothly." Helena said.

After finally seeing Kong Yun, she actually had a lot to say at the moment, but before she could speak, she saw the young man frowning slightly, and asked with some concern: "Draco, Hengis told me that Professor Slytherin I came here specially to guide you in a magic duel, are you okay?"

Of course it's fine.

Helena thought angrily, she wished Professor Slytherin could be more ruthless!

As she thought, she looked up at Draco—

Helena clearly saw that the former Slytherin prefect who had nothing to do at all squinted his eyes, then looked away as if nothing had happened, and replied in a calm tone: "It's nothing."

...It looks like something is wrong no matter how you look at it.

Could it be that Professor Slytherin is actually very heavy handed, but he didn't see it?

Helena was a little confused for a moment, until she saw the black-haired young man pursed his lips, and his expression suddenly became serious. However, when he lowered his head to seriously check the other party's injuries, the "injured patient" raised his head and raised his head slightly Eyebrows, he glanced at her impatiently.

Helena: ……………? ? ?

Are you Slytherins so shameless?

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