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The news of Slytherin's improvement spread quickly, and there was another turmoil in the Ministry of Magic. Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw unanimously handed over the troublesome affairs to Slytherin, and Ravenclaw pushed even harder. Clean, she has to concentrate on studying that child.Due to the recent personnel changes and the somewhat backlog of documents in the past few months, Slytherin was too busy to think about Gryffindor's departure.After all, he was the one who pushed Gryffindor away, and he had nothing to complain about.Hogwarts seemed to have returned to its original peace and tranquility for a while, but this peace was ruthlessly broken after only nine days.

Hufflepuff had a miscarriage.On the surface, it seemed to be caused by Hufflepuff's magic riot, but in the end, it was the magic conflict caused by the blood that killed the fetus, and caused Hufflepuff's magic riot.After the miscarriage, Hufflepuff got pneumonia and lay in bed with a fever. Slytherin seemed to be doing well, but his face was gloomy, and now even Ravenclaw wanted to avoid him.

During tea time, Slytherin remained in his office.

He stopped what he was doing, called Simon to serve black tea, and sat on the couch on the left side of the office with Eris in his arms.After Simon bowed and retreated, Slytherin scooped up a spoonful of frozen yogurt and held it up to Eris' head, watching the snake twist its neck triumphantly and swallow it in one gulp. Black and blue, Slytherin casually scooped up another spoonful and passed it over, letting him finish a plate of frozen yogurt slowly.Seeing Eris rolling comfortably, Slytherin seemed to feel better.

("Eris, I really want that baby.") Slytherin stroked Eris' head, loosened his bow tie and leaned back on the sofa.

Eris stopped and wagged his tail uneasily, ("Don't be sad, there is no way.") The basilisk approached Slytherin carefully, wrapped his arms around him, and rubbed his head against his neck, trying to Soothe him.

("If it keeps going like this, Helga won't have my baby.") Slytherin reaches for Eris' tail and scratches it with his fingernails, ("It's hard to fix.")

("No other woman, no Hufflepuff, what to do.") Eris continued to rub against his neck.

("Compared with blood, I might as well study how to break the unbreakable covenant.") Slytherin laughed at himself and said, ("Eris, you also want to chat with one more person. If I have a child, I'm sure to be a good dad.")

("If it's the master's child, Eris can trust him. Those Parseltongues are so annoying.") Eris slipped around the back of his neck and put his head on the other shoulder.

("I was really glad to know Helga was pregnant"), Slytherin shifted his neck and put it on Eris' back, and went on, ("There will be a baby with my blood on it , will call me Papa. If it’s a boy, I can take him for a horse ride in the spring, and if it’s a girl, she’s my little princess. Isn’t that good, Eris?”)

Eris glanced at him worriedly, and the apricot-yellow pupils that everyone was afraid of had a warm comforting meaning at this time.

("I feel bad, Eris.") Slytherin throws his head back on the back of the sofa, ("Godric left, I made him leave, I feel bad.") Slytherin repeats After reading it again, I closed my eyes tiredly.

Eris rubbed his neck and replied, ("There will be a way, as long as it is the master, there will be a way.")

Godric Gryffindor wandered the woods all morning and returned to where he lived for lunch.The house he borrowed belonged to a distant relative of Weasley, a dumpy woman in her fifties who had a dead husband and raised a child and a daughter alone. Weasley asked Gryffindor to call her Mrs. Douglas.The elder of the two children, 50 years old, is a brother named Buck, and his sister is 20 years old, named Linda, both of whom help in the store.

Mrs. Douglas runs a small restaurant, and she is the chef herself. The taste is mediocre, but the ingredients are plentiful and fresh, and the price is reasonable. Almost all the wandering wizards nearby will come to her.There was an empty room next to the house Gryffindor was staying in. It was vacated by a wandering wizard like him who just moved out a few days ago. I heard that a new tenant was coming soon.

Gryffindor walked slowly back to the restaurant.It was a very old but obviously well-renovated two-story building. The first floor was used as a restaurant, and only Gryffindor and Mrs. Douglas lived on the second floor.According to Mrs. Douglas, when the weather was warm, the steps would be covered with beautiful red roses and daisies, and sometimes a couple of heathers would pop up.

"Rick, what's for dinner today?" Mrs. Douglas served a plate of bread to a customer in a gray robe, and asked Gryffindor standing at the door. "Still the same, Mrs. Douglas."Gryffindor replied loudly, walked into the shop door, greeted the few wizards he had met recently, and waved to Mrs. Douglas's two children.Mrs. Douglas served a hot pork chop, brown bread, and a mug of coffee shortly after sitting down.Gryffindor chatted with her casually before eating, and listened to the idlers chatting about news about England.

"Got it, what happened recently!" One of the thinnest tall men, wearing a brown jacket, yelled, and a few wandering wizards in the Huanshi shop were eating for a week, and then they said with dignity, "The Duchess of Slytherin has had a miscarriage!" His words set off a buzzing discussion.

"No way, the Duke is already 25, and now he has no children." A shorter man next to him answered.

"It was a miscarriage no matter how well it was, it didn't take five or six months."

"I heard that it was Magic Riot. The girl from the Hufflepuff family is really not good. She is still not worthy of the head of the Slytherin family. She even lost her child."

"This is bad. If the duke doesn't have an heir, it will be messed up," a young girl in her 20s sitting at the door sighed loudly.

Her voice cut off the gossip of those people like a knife.Several people froze for a moment.

"It's just like that. Your Excellency the Duke is still young, in his 20s, so there won't be any trouble."

"Yes, besides, when the Duke was born, his father was also in his thirties. What are you afraid of?"

Gryffindor had stopped his knife and fork when the tall lanky man started to yell. He knew that Slytherins liked children, and so did Hufflepuff.Those noisy voices seemed to be floating in his ears, he stood up and walked towards the door.

He wants to go back and have a look.

"Rick, you haven't finished eating yet!" Mrs. Douglas called out to him.

Gryffindor came back to himself.

Slytherin didn't want to see him.He remembered what Slytherin had said the day he left.He laughed loudly at Mrs. Douglas, said, "I'm going to the toilet!", went around the toilet, went back to finish eating, and continued to work.