Everyday life at Midtown High School

Credence was a little dumbfounded in the face of all the outrageous accusations.

He subconsciously showed that pitiful expression again, but this time, without the ridiculous pot head deduction, the guy who already looked a bit like a beautiful boy showed this expression again, and people couldn't help but soften his heart .

"Mr. Graves must have seen your expression and couldn't bear to refuse."

Pooh couldn't help but say.

Credenton suddenly showed an innocent and aggrieved expression.

Obviously, he didn't intend to hide it from everyone, but he didn't think about it at all. The unfortunate experience of being abused in his childhood caused him to have many serious flaws in emotional expression.

Living with people's malice since he was a child, he naturally knows the way of expressing malice, because he is kind in heart, and he is unwilling to inflict the same malice on others; but at the same time, he who has never accepted kindness, but lacks the way to express it .

From this aspect, he may not be as good as a three-year-old child in terms of interpersonal communication.

Fortunately, he can still learn, and he is not stupid, he was just suppressed before.Now, his learning speed must be much faster than that of a three-year-old child.

For example, now, he automatically and spontaneously thinks about Pooh's words, "Mr. Graves must have seen your expression, so he couldn't bear to refuse", and transformed it into "If I show this expression, Mr. Graves I can't bear to reject my conclusion, and then secretly remember this point, and plan to use it in the future.

Pooh still doesn't know what kind of influence his unconscious words have had on the child.

This group of people, up to now, is actually just booing.

After all, when it comes to divination, everyone agrees that 'it's a trick for children', or 'the respectable adopter just finds a reason to coax this candidate who is about to enter the examination room but is nervous to death'.

Only a simple guy like Credence would be convinced of this and relax.

As for saying 'divination results are more accurate'?

It can only be said that the adopter was lucky, and happened to pass all the questions that were asked by his fingers.

Therefore, everyone is watching and laughing.

Only Gwen looked at Credence with a soft expression on her face.

When Pooh first asked everyone, he mentioned vaguely that Credence was abused by his adoptive mother.

But careless boys, at most, pat their chests to ensure that they will not bully him, and will not let others bully him, so they will not do more things; but girls with delicate feelings will inevitably have more Maternal feelings of pity and distress.

Like Gwen, she thinks more.

She even couldn't help thinking that if Pooh, who is also an orphan, had neither come to her home nor recognized her biological father, would she also encounter this kind of misfortune?As long as she thought of this possibility, she, who had already regarded Pooh as her younger brother, would feel sad and sad.

Under the love of the house, she paid more attention to Credence.

At this time, seeing the child being teased by everyone, she couldn't help but stepped forward, patted his black hair on the tip of her toes, and comforted him like a sister: "It's okay, everyone is just joking. "

Credence looked at everyone blankly.

Sure enough, everyone was laughing.

That kind of smile was very warm, and it made him giggle too, even though he didn't know what everyone was laughing at.

Pooh then suggested that they all go out to dinner, and he continued to boo, offering Credence a treat.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Credence said solemnly that he was going to ask Mr. Graves.

what? !

Everyone is a little confused.

This practice of asking parents for instructions when going out to play is really annoying.

However, Credence's earnest and careful look, combined with his previous experience, really made everyone feel bad.

But before everyone reacts, find another way of 'no need to ask parents for instructions'.

Credence couldn't wait to run to call the legendary adopter.

"Uh...will he be scolded?"

Pooh, who was taking the lead in booing just now, immediately became worried: "If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't make a fuss about asking him to treat me."

"Didn't you say that Mr. Graves who adopted Credence is a nice guy?" Gwen asked immediately.

"People are really nice..."

Pooh hesitated and said, "But I feel like he's a rather old-fashioned old gentleman."

Flash asked curiously, "Are you very old?"

Pooh nodded and guessed, "Well, it shouldn't be very young, maybe 70 years old!"

"That's it, the old man's thoughts, sometimes it's hard to guess."

Peter also interjected: "But if you are a good person, as long as you communicate well, it shouldn't matter."

Mr. Graves, who has been '70 years old', is standing on the other end of the double-sided mirror.

As a well-known hardliner of the United States Ministry of Magic, even in the narrow double-sided mirror, he still looks amazing.

He was wearing a suit coat with gold and silver silk fabrics inside. The white silk collar was fastened with a strangely shaped collar pin.

Facing Credence's whispered and expectant request for instructions, he seemed to be casually playing with his wand, but actually listened carefully to Credence's 'report'.

Indeed, it can be called a report.

Because Credence, a silly boy, babbled on and on about his life experience of the day, everything that happened from the morning to the present, all in a proper manner.

And, not a single lie.

This lack of privacy may have originated from his controlling adoptive mother.

But when he was taken over (adopted) by Graves, he remained.

Although Mr. Graves has no special requirements for this.

But he is still obedient as long as he is asked, he will tell the whole story without reservation.

After talking about what happened, Credence carefully made his request.

He stammered and asked: "I, can I use the pocket money you gave, please, treat them to dinner?"

Paximir Graves was silent for a few seconds.

The shrewd minister carefully analyzed his previous narration, and asked a few more questions: "If you don't treat me, will they still take you to play?"; "This is their How many times have you been treated?"; "Have they given you a gift or treated you to anything before?"

If it were a normal child, hearing this kind of interrogation-like inquiry, he might have already been angry with "what do you care about so much".

But Credence didn't have this concept at all, and he replied seriously: "They will take me with them, they often take me out to play; this is the first time they asked me to treat me; before... Flash sent me My spider t-shirt, Gwen gave me notebooks and pens, Pooh drew me comics, Peter bought me snacks, Harry gave me a No-Maj communication tool—a mobile phone, but I’m not quite there yet. will use."

A look of surprise flashed in Minister Graves' eyes, probably because he didn't expect the seemingly quiet little mushroom head to make so many friends silently.

Of course, the most important thing is that he indirectly confirmed that the matter of "giving Credence a treat" was not that his own child was being bullied, but a normal interaction between friends, or a joke made by friends.

"You have made good friends." Paximir Graves commented calmly.

Then, with a slight nod, he agreed to Credence's request.

But when he agreed, he didn't want to show that he paid too much attention to this child, so he just reservedly said in an indifferent tone: "The pocket money I gave you is yours, you can Handle it yourself, you don’t need to ask me next time.”

'unnecessary?Didn't I have no excuse to talk to Mr. Graves after that? '

Although scared, Credence, who always voluntarily moves towards Graves every time, and even regards a conversation like this report as a good thing, immediately spontaneously reveals the kind of expression that "was evaluated by Pooh before." 'Innocent, aggrieved expression.

The always tough minister immediately received a fatal blow.

That kind of dog who trusts its master wholeheartedly, but after being pushed away by the master, the pitiful eyes that dare not say anything...

"As you please!"

Mr. Graves quickly turned off the double-sided mirror after simply dropping such a sentence.

If it was Pooh, he would definitely be able to see through his somewhat embarrassed, almost fleeing behavior immediately.

But Credence had no idea.

"What does this mean?" Credence was entangled for a long time, "Mr. Graves...does he find me annoying?"

He thought a little dejectedly: "If you bother him with such a small matter, he must be hated."

This mood of gloom persisted for a long time.

Until Pooh suddenly asked: "Credence, do you want to participate?"

"What?" Credence, who had been distracted all this time, came back to his senses and looked at everyone with a confused expression.

"Pooh made something." Gwen explained patiently, "He invited all of us to go and see it together. Do you want to come together?"

"Stuff? Comics? I don't want to watch Captain America." Credence said subconsciously.

"Captain America has comics?" Flash asked curiously.

"Pooh drew it himself."

Credence replied honestly.

"What? You actually drew cartoons for the captain?" Flash asked in surprise.

Then, the dedicated president of the Spider-Man fan club immediately pleaded: "So can you draw Spider-Man too?"

Pooh was silent for three seconds, and looked at Peter abruptly.

At this moment, Peter showed his calm acting skills at the level of an Oscar winner, and even looked back at Pooh with doubts on his face.

The moment the two people's eyes meet...

Pooh: Doesn't your conscience ache?

peter: what did you say?I'm sorry, I do not understand!