[Comprehensive] Those years when I memorized the Analects of Confucius

"I still have something to deal with, you guys talk first, I'll go first."

Although she wanted to stay here all the time and deliberately give someone an unpleasant feeling rather than consciously leaving the scene to give way to the "rival in love", but the wisdom from Ravenclaw made her rationally choose to slam the door and leave - after all People in love are cautious.

Brackets, especially Slytherin :)

Therefore, Helena gritted her teeth, and despite all kinds of reluctance, she finally stood up and left quickly.

Quite interesting.

Calmly clearing out the irrelevant crowd, Draco nodded in satisfaction, and decided to turn around and tell Hengis that the work arranged for Helena in the future can be considered less difficult——

"Look, I just said it's okay?"

It’s said that it’s too late, and Draco certainly doesn’t understand this truth. Everything should be done to the point, and it’s easy to cause accidents if you go too far. Besides, Salazar really didn’t really hit hard: Over the years, although he always kept Disdain and doubts about Muggles, but this level of disgust is completely different from Voldemort's bloodliness.

In the final analysis, what Slytherin pursues is tangible interests, not meaningless killings and bloodism. Although his cooperation with Muggles made Salazar a little unhappy, the cooperation between the two parties brought help to the British wizards. But it is real, so the wizards who have benefited are countless.

In contrast, this discomfort is completely negligible.

The reason why there is such a "duel guide" is actually purely because a certain Slytherin head can't bear face...

Kong Yun ignored him.

The black-haired Hufflepuff lowered his head slightly, and glanced at the other party with a focused expression. From the outside, it seemed that there was nothing unusual.He frowned slightly, lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, then suddenly said: "Turn your head to the side."

Draco subconsciously complied, and when he came to his senses, the faint black mark on his neck was fully exposed, and he pressed lightly with his cold and dry index finger——

"hiss--"

The young man looked up at him.

"It was an accident—" He raised his hands as if admitting defeat, and his attitude of admitting his mistake was very sincere: "I can explain—you know, Professor Slytherin's character has always been like this, he was just short of breath..."

Salazar was really angry at the time.

But this kind of behavior made under extreme anger may not be impulsive. After all, he is his favorite student. In addition, the advantages of the matter outweigh the disadvantages, and Draco has done it beyond reproach. Impulsive, ruthless strikes, when the anger subsides in the end, it is inevitable that you will regret it again.

But if Salazar was to let it go, and he couldn't get rid of that face, he would inevitably leave some pimples in his heart.

What can he do?

As a conscientious, smart and sensible student, of course he is...trying to find a way for the teacher to find a step down ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Therefore, for Salazar's "special guidance", Draco not only did not refuse, but did not even dodge, and simply accepted it. Salazar was really angry, so although it was not a fatal curse, it could kill The strength was equally astonishing, what's more, Draco had no intention of hiding at all, and almost spattered three feet of blood on the spot.

His attitude at that time was extremely obvious, as if I made a mistake and let you deal with it, but I would not repent. Of course, Salazar would not fail to see his carefulness, but he was too lazy to expose it, and he really did it. In the end He simply shook his hand and walked away angrily.

Draco didn't think he could hide the truth, after all, no one is a fool, so in some respects, he has always been frank and frank.

Just like now-

The black-haired Hufflepuff sighed, both annoyed and amused.

He vaguely understood his thoughts in his heart, because no matter whether it was the injury or his behavior implied, the other party had no intention of pretending to be a deliberate disguise from the beginning, and he didn't even say a single lie.It's not like digging a hole, it's more like digging a hole openly, and then frankly invites you to jump in, and makes you unable to complain.

"I say……"

He felt helpless, and just as he opened his mouth on this side, the wooden door on the other side was pushed open with a creak. There, seeing the two turn their heads together, the young founder of Hogsmeade blushed and stammered, "That...you...continue?"

Then, before the two of them could react, he slammed the door shut and disappeared in an instant.

"..."

At the reminder of Tohangis, Kong Yun realized that because he had just leaned over to check the marks left by the magic on Draco's neck, the distance between the two had been drawn extremely close, and he subconsciously raised his head slightly and asked When talking, the distance is even closer, as if as long as the other party lowers his head slightly, he will kiss him.

From the position of Hengis, it really is...

He was slightly embarrassed, but Draco had already distanced himself as if nothing had happened, sat upright, and said, "After all, Professor Gryffindor is not here. As a student, I have to find a way to give the teacher a step up." down."

When he said this, there was still a faint smile on the corner of his lips, and his tone was natural and casual, as if nothing had happened.

Just like that day.Kong Yun thought.

The alcohol in this period is far less strong than that in 1000 years later. Even if wizards are more than capable of making alcohol than Muggles, there is still a big gap compared with a thousand years later. Therefore, although he was drunk that day Few, the consciousness is slightly fuzzy and trance, but it is not completely unimpressed.

What surprised him was the behavior of the other party.

"This is..." He remembered the fleeting panic in his eyes, and he also clearly witnessed the whole process of those eyes from sinking to clear. The prefect answered him as if nothing had happened: "A good night kiss." An understatement.

Then, without giving Kong Yun any time to react in astonishment, the flaming magic lamp instantly went out as he waved his hand, and only the young man's calm and deep voice came slowly from the endless darkness: "Sleep."

Draco thought he should be impatient.

I can't wait to tear apart some kind of heart or thought that I know well but have not made clear between the two, instead of anxious, passive helplessness or joy during the long wait.But when this road finally came to an end, and the fishing net that was quietly and patiently hidden in the sea was finally approaching the harvest season, the person who cast the net retreated instead.

I can't remember where I saw it said, "A man is most afraid of meeting someone who wants to take care of him for a lifetime when he has nothing."

He has never had an experience that he likes, just an instinctive hope that the one who finally stands in front of the other party is the best version of himself.

So even though he was already standing in front of that door, he could easily push away with just reaching out, but he became more cautious and even stopped abruptly.

Draco didn't know if they would have the chance to return to the original world, but no matter where they were, times would change, their bodies would change, their identities and backgrounds would change, and the people around them would change, but people themselves would not. What has changed, what he wants, will also not change in any way.

He chose to endure and wait.

Suppress the many and complicated thoughts and thoughts in my heart, and learn bit by bit what I was once spoiled and never tried in my previous life: obscure and complicated curses, connections with wizards or Muggles Communication, thinking rationally and carefully, wandering and gaming in a huge network of interests.

Until he can calmly stand in front of him.

Kong Yun lowered his eyes to look at him, and quietly listened to him finish the story of the duel. He felt a little helpless in his heart, but he only bent his lips into a smile and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

After speaking, he stood up, and Kong Yun reached out to pick up the wizard cloak that was on the sofa, stuffed it into his bosom, and said, "Didn't you say that Hogsmeade's defensive spell is still missing the last step? Let's go." Come on, hurry up, Hengis should be waiting."

The two walked out of the Bluebell Bar side by side. It is reasonable to say that Hogsmeade would not have such a bar after a thousand years, but after Draco graduated, he still discussed with Salazar to move the bar to Hogsmeade. It happened to be during the construction period of Hogsmeade, and Hengis generously gave him an area closest to the center.

So at this moment, they opened the door and came out, and what they met was the busiest and lively street in Hogsmeade.

Except for the difference in some shop buildings, this village of pure wizards looks no different from Hogsmeade a thousand years later. Little wizards in college robes gathered lively outside the candy store, and a few mischievous teenagers walked among the mischievous gadgets, choosing and playing with a smile.

When they found Hengis, the young Hufflepuff was looking up at the pure white snowflakes between the roof tiles.

Kong Yun followed his gaze, and smiled unconsciously: "I remember, you said at the time that you wanted every house in Hogsmeade to be filled with ice and snow that would never melt."

"There are also all kinds of candy shops, joke houses and carefree little wizards." Draco added, and couldn't help smiling as he spoke, "I didn't expect it to be realized now."

"yes……"

When it came to this topic, Hengis couldn't help laughing himself.

Over the years, the three of them can be said to have watched Hogsmeade develop all the way to the present, from a barren ruin to today's wizarding paradise full of voices and people coming and going. In fact, it is constantly changing and developing, not only It was Hogsmeade, and the entire British wizarding community.

Thinking back now, even Hengis himself would inevitably feel a little unbelievably dazed occasionally.He turned his head and looked at the two friends who were standing beside him at this moment, and the scene that he accidentally bumped into half an hour ago suddenly came to mind.

Thinking of this, Hengis felt a little complicated.

Emotionally speaking, it is better for my two best friends to digest something internally than to have someone else. Even from a rational point of view, the relationship between the two in front of me is closer, for the three of them themselves, and even for them. The benefits of the Campanula Welfare Institute established by itself far outweigh the disadvantages.

As the first and only orphanage specially set up for young wizards in the British wizarding world, its function is not only to find the little wizards living among Muggles due to various reasons, but also to find the children of underage wizards. Educational enlightenment, such as literacy, basic spells, magic history and other aspects of learning.

Of course, these complicated and difficult tasks cannot be solved by the three of them.

As more and more wizards participate in this "project", the orphanage itself will inevitably become more and more complicated. The interest relationship in it is no longer as simple as it was at first, and it cannot be explained clearly in a few words .

Without Draco, the intricate chain of interests would fall apart sooner or later and become a mess.And if there is no Kong Yun...

"How's the talk with Miss Cecilia?" Hengis asked.

"Miss Cecilia's attitude is very firm." When it comes to this topic, Kong Yun is also very helpless. He pursed his lips, apparently feeling uncomfortable with the matter itself: "I've stopped her for now, but If the other side insists on not giving in, I'm afraid Miss Cecilia will leave us."

Since there are businessmen in this world who pay attention to profit and loss, and who care about pennies and bucks, there will naturally be no shortage of pure-hearted fighters who are willing to pay for the race of wizards.

Cecilia is the latter.

This witch who is proficient in medical magic is the most outstanding wizard in the magic world, bar none.The accidental death of her only daughter is an important reason why she is willing to work for the Bellflower Orphanage. In other words, this witch has a female and maternal natural desire to protect minor wizards, especially those who have no father or mother. .

She knew that a welfare institution that was too pure could not last long, so she turned a blind eye to Bellflower's special operation method. , Cecilia can't bear it when she engages in vaguely induced behaviors.

After discovering this, Cecilia lashed out at the "investor" on the spot:

"I don't care how you usually play the emotional card. It's not wrong to invest in returns, but why do you induce their thinking? They are only eight years old, and you just want them to work for you in the future. Do you still have humanity?"

Recalling the scene at that time, Hengis could not help but smile wryly.

They have indeed achieved things that ordinary people have never imagined, but in fact, today's bluebells are like Hogwarts back then. Under the surface calm is endless turbulence. Some people value profit, while others value love.Most people's pursuit of interests is instinctive, but for people like Cecilia, there are many things that are far more valuable than money and interests.

If it weren't for Kong Yun, those people headed by Cecilia would have left long ago.

"I understand." Draco said lightly: "They have crossed the line in this matter, please apologize to Miss Cecilia for me, and I will give her an explanation later."

"It won't embarrass you, will it?" Hengis asked.

There seemed to be a bit of a test in these words, and Draco could hear it, he squinted his eyes, but did not hesitate: "I know what you are worried about, Hengis." He raised his eyes and looked directly at the other party : "The original intention of the bellflower has never changed."

"Sorry, Draco." Hengis rubbed his forehead, "I just..."

Even Hengis had to admit that if it wasn't for the fact that he and Draco had known each other for some years, with his temperament, it would be hard not to have some rifts with Draco, not to say that Draco didn't do well , or not good enough, it's just that there are huge differences in the three views of personality, and there are many complicated things that have been experienced, it is impossible to have no contradictions.

That's why Cecilia doesn't like Draco very much.

In fact, both parties are very clear in their hearts: without a long-term, sustainable interest chain, it is impossible for the Bellflower Welfare Institute, which is only for the benefit of the magic world, to survive; Just the problem above.

Draco understood what Hengis meant.

He was not annoyed by the other party's temptation, because he really had a clear conscience about it, and now he just shrugged and smiled indifferently: "I understand."

Hengis breathed out: "Thank you." He said, seemingly relieved: "The final work will be left to you." He winked at Draco, meaning: "I wish you You succeeded."

It seems to have solved the long-standing problem in his heart. When Hanjis left, he looked much more relaxed. Draco did not look at the other party's leaving figure, but looked down at the silent black-haired young man beside him. Slowly speaking, with a tone like a joke: "Is that why you trust me?"

Kong Yun did not directly answer this question.

The black-haired Hufflepuff looked up at him slightly, and asked, "What about you? Will you let me down?"