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Half a month later

The goblin rebellion has been completely suppressed, the wizards suffered few casualties, the goblins were almost wiped out, and all their privileges in the market were cancelled.The officers accompanying Slytherin to Wales were already packing their bags, and the time to return home was imminent.It's just that Rick Gran, who made great contributions, refused the promotion, and the idea of ​​returning to Scotland puzzled them a little.

For the Slytherins, the trip was a complete success in ordinary terms.Now Wales is more tightly held in his hands, and several students who just graduated from Hogwarts this year, including Richard Potter, who has given him a headache for seven years, also participated in this small War, found a good position in the Auror.

If only this person hadn't appeared, he put down the wine glass in his hand, smiled and looked away from the back of Gryffindor's head.Slytherin continued to deal with the apparently overjoyed senior Aurors, and he was tempted to leave the boisterous celebration now, as Gryffindor's laughter gave him a headache.It's been more than two years since I saw him, and every time Slytherin looks at him, he can't stop thinking about that time at the Black Lake, and finally at the Ravenclaw wedding, Gryffindor couldn't understand leave.Gryffindor is now very strange, he cut his hair short, and even cast a confusion spell on his former students, just to become "Rick Gran".

After staying for about a quarter of an hour, Slytherin left the banquet. He hadn't taken two steps when he heard someone calling him.

"Professor, Professor Slytherin!" Richard Potter ran towards him.

"Mr. Potter, you have already graduated. In this occasion, maybe you can change your address." Slytherin suppressed the impatience in his heart and stopped.

"I have something to tell you."Potter paused, then looked up at him.

"I'm going back now. If it's about work, you might as well ask your boss."Slytherin gave him some advice and planned to leave.

"Professor, it's a personal matter, a very important matter." Potter flinched a bit, but finished his sentence anyway.

"Okay," said the Slytherin, staring at him for a moment, "come to my tent in an hour."

half an hour later

After Slytherin took a shower, he put on his bathrobe and let Simon dry his hair, sat on the bed and looked through the gemstone accessories Simon had chosen for him and a few gifts for the two ladies when he returned.A silver earring with opals caught his attention.

The earrings were very delicately made, with silver thread woven into a coiled snake, with a gold-green opal in its mouth, and a clasp on the snake's head and tail.

"Is this for me?" Slytherin thought a little amused. "I wear earrings?"

"This is one of the jewels presented to you by the patriarch of the goblin. It seems that the goblin doesn't know much about it, Your Excellency." Simon replied.

"Only one?" Slytherin rummaged through the box.

"Yes, there is only one, and it is not a pair." Simon replied.

"Try it on for me, it looks good." Slytherin looked at it for a while, then handed the earring to Simon.

"Your Excellency, this requires piercing two ears. Do you really want to do this?" Simon was a little surprised.

"Use potion. It won't hurt. I'm just curious. Wear it on the left side."

Simon pursed his lips in disapproval, turned around and brought a few bottles of potion to be used, carefully put Slytherin's long dry hair on his right shoulder, and completed the work carefully.Not bad, he looked at his left ear in the mirror, the earring was not designed for women, it didn't look so unacceptable.

At this time, Simon reminded him, "Mr. Potter is here, sir, you should change your clothes quickly, or just wear a dressing gown."

Slytherin thought about it, he really didn't want to put on the dress again before going to sleep, so he quickly agreed with Simon.

Potter came in.

"Professor", he seemed very excited, "I have something to say, I..."

Slytherin stared at him icily, and Potter was completely speechless.Slytherin impatiently brushed away a stray strand of hair from his forehead, casually draped it over his left shoulder according to his usual habit, and then turned to ask Simon to pour him a glass of water.

Immediately afterwards, he regretted this action. A lock of his hair was entangled with the earring. The anesthesia effect of the potion had not yet passed, but he clearly felt a distinct vibration coming from his earlobe as he turned his head. moist.

Potter, who was apparently about to give up his goodbyes, noticed too, for a gleam of red had already appeared in Slytherin's hair by his left ear.He and Simon leaned up together, and both tried to untie his hair, but couldn't do it.

Godric Gryffindor watched Slytherin walk out of the venue and drank a large glass of wine. He was about to return to the lively atmosphere of the banquet, but he saw Richard Potter followed Slytherin out of the venue , from his angle, he could see the expression on Richard's face in a panoramic view, and heard their conversation clearly.

Gryffindor didn't know what to do now.He could see what Potter was thinking, but it was clear that Slytherin had no such intentions.For two years he had been thinking about Slytherin, but he could only stop his endless thoughts.The Slytherins are married and the Hufflepuffs are pregnant with their second child.He kept admonishing himself.He often thinks of the days when he just understood his own mind, the entanglement he had with Slytherin at that time, and the barrier between Slytherin and Hufflepuff, he was constantly ashamed of it, but he couldn't stop himself do that.When the news broke last spring that Hufflepuff was pregnant again, he felt a sense of forgiveness, but also a deeper sense of loss.

The choice to leave Hogwarts was the right one, he told himself.But he had to admit that when he understood what Potter was thinking, a deadly irritation came over him.

At this time he had come to Slytherin's tent, looking at the three people.

Slytherin felt the effectiveness of the potion begin to fade, and there was a throbbing pain in his earlobe, "Mr. Potter, you should go back first, it seems that I have an unexpected visitor today." Richard Potter looked at the With a bad expression on his face, he stared at his short and fat man (in his eyes under the confusion spell), hesitated for a moment, and then he was pulled by the collar by the man and thrown out the door.

"Your Excellency, let's cut this hair off." Simon pinched the earring so that its weight would not make the wound bigger.

"No, don't cut it!" Gryffindor said before Slytherin agreed, leaning over and starting to untangle the hair.

Slytherin wanted to protest, but Gryffindor had already started to attack, and a pain in his earlobe made him unable to speak.After a long time, Gryffindor finally untied the hair, undid the buckle and took off the earring.

The atmosphere eased down.Simon was busy treating Slytherin's wounds, Gryffindor finally realized that his behavior just now was too intimate, stood awkwardly holding the earrings for a while, and found a chair to sit down by himself.

After the wound gradually healed under the treatment of the potion, Slytherin signaled Simon to leave.There were only the two of them left in the room, and the atmosphere became tense again.

"Godric, what are you doing today?" Slytherin asked, pouring himself a cup of tea.

"I, I'm here to say goodbye to you." Gryffindor couldn't figure out where his anger came from just now, so he had to make up a reason.

"It's not a virtue to lie, Saint Gryffindor," Slytherin poured him a cup of tea, handing it over with a sneer.

Gryffindor took the cup, blushing and didn't know what to say, he suddenly thought of Richard Potter, so he thought he was smart and replied, "It's not what a professor should do if he doesn't know students well. "

Slytherin froze for a moment, contacted Richard Potter's strange words and deeds, and immediately turned blue with anger.

"Godric Gryffindor!" Slytherin yelled, standing up and splashing tea in his face, "Get out!"

Gryffindor regretted the words, he stood up and tried to save the situation, "Salazar, I, I didn't mean that, Salazar..." He grabbed Slytherin's arm, and the latter shook it away .

The Slytherin took a few deep breaths and said calmly, "Godric Gryffindor, get out of my tent."

Gryffindor grabbed his arm again, "Salazar, I'm sorry, it wasn't like that, you didn't, I was wrong...", Slytherin violently wrenched his hand away, and was caught by Gryffindor for the third time. Fendo pulled back.He reached out angrily to push him away, but Gryffindor grabbed his wrist and held him in his arms, and Slytherin froze.Gryffindor hugged him tightly, a long-lost joy filled his heart.However, he quickly regained consciousness, pushed away the person in his arms and turned to leave.

"What is this!" Slytherin shouted behind him.

Gryffindor stopped.

"What the hell are you doing!" Slytherin's voice dropped, and Gryffindor could hear the choking in it.

He turned around in a panic, "Salazar", and he saw Slytherin standing there watching him, a line of tears running down his pale cheeks, shining like jewels in the candlelight.The Slytherin's eyes shone brighter than jewels, and he could see the pain in them.

it's all my fault!He blamed himself in his heart.If he hadn't been trying to mess with him then, he thought, he and Hufflepuff would have been fine.

He walked back, trying to wipe away his tears.Slytherin closed his eyes and said, "Tell me, Godric, what do you want."