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that night

Sylvia stood on the balcony with a smile on her face and watched Norman Gaunt leave, watching him turn his head back and forth and finally gradually disappear from sight.She turned back to the room, put down the feather fan in her hand, walked to the dressing table and sat down, staring at herself in the mirror wearily.

Norman had just proposed to her, and she said yes.

Is there any other choice?She takes off the earrings.She could pick out many boys who were very similar to Norman among the guests tonight, and ask him to propose marriage as well.However, there is always no difference.In contrast, Norman still has some advantages.They knew each other very early and always knew each other better.She called her maid to untie her hair and take off the necklace.

The cool night wind blows in, the white gauze curtains sway slightly, and the faint moonlight is reflected on the balcony.She changed into her pajamas and stood on the balcony.From here the heather planted along the driveway could be seen, the flowers looking like dying coals in the moonlight, the last dull red.

She thought again of Scotland, where on the moors, those great heaths she had seen during her three days' journey, the mountains and plains were swaying with the wind.And that man, that Rick Grand.

It had to be said that she saw something different in that man's eyes.There is not only infatuation in his eyes, but also a contradiction that she can't understand.She wanted to see him, she was well aware of it.My premonition came true when I left.She hesitated, took two steps left and right, and called out the name of his personal maid.

"Linda, change my clothes, I want that dark green riding suit!"

Slytherins, like all parents, avoided their children's 15th birthday parties.In order not to let himself feel bored, he is now drinking tea with Eris in the garden of a Slytherin villa, chatting about some miscellaneous things.The atmosphere slowly heated up, and Slytherin gradually felt that maybe today would not be so boring.The ball at the manor should have ended successfully, and Sylvia probably fell asleep, so he might as well stay outside tonight.

Erris put his head on the table, tipped the Slytherin's teacup, and said, ("Why are witches more famous than wizards among Muggles, my lord?")

("I can't guess what a Muggle thinks, Eris").Slytherin replied flatly, took a cream cake slowly, scooped up most of the cream with a teaspoon and put it on Erris' plate, everyone heard the sound of footsteps approaching quickly.

Slytherin realized that the person running up was Sylvia who he thought should have fallen asleep.

Sylvia sat down next to Slytherin, stroked Eris' head, and said, ("Dad, there are two things I must tell you.") Slytherin put the plate on top of Eris, and waited for her say.

(“Norman Gaunt proposed to me this evening, and I said yes.”)

("Norman Gaunt? Sylvia, although he is a good candidate, I don't remember you liking him very much.")

(“It’s just an engagement anyway. One more thing, Dad, I want to go to Scotland, and I’m leaving now.”)

("Why? Where and what are you doing?") Slytherin stood up in surprise, completely ignoring Norman Gaunt.

(“I met a man there, and I…”) Sylvia blushed in embarrassment, (“I kind of like him.”)

Slytherin froze, and after a while Sylvia heard him sigh heavily.

("Then why did you say yes to Norman Gaunt's marriage proposal?")

("He's not even pure-blood, Daddy, I thought you'd be mad."), Sylvia replied uneasily.

("You didn't tell me a word about what you did in Scotland, Sylvia. You're starting to have things you don't want your parents to know, I should think about that"), pouring Sylvia a cup of tea, Handing it to her, ("At least tell me what his name is and what kind of person he is.") He looked gently at his daughter.

("Dad, I actually don't necessarily like him, I just...") Sylvia picked up the teacup a little helplessly.

("Well, forget it if you don't want to say it.") Slytherin watched his daughter's rare blush, ("I want to talk to your mother about this.") He frowned slightly, looking down at the mess made by Eris Messy Plates, then said, ("I know you're still going even if I say it's dangerous, so I don't have much to say. If it were you, Sylvia, I wouldn't say anything. And the Gaunts Let’s talk about the marriage contract when you come back.”)

("Dad"), Sylvia hadn't expected Slytherin to say that, and looked at him in surprise.

("Come back as soon as possible.") Slytherin gave her a hug, ("Take the portkey and come back if you need something.")

Sylvia lifted her skirt and left.

Slytherin watched her leave with a faint sadness in his heart.He could vividly recall Sylvia as a baby.At that time, she was crying a lot, and she was so noisy at night that she couldn't sleep.Neither Hufflepuff nor he wanted to have servants to take care of her, there was always someone by his side.There can only be two people taking turns, because he used to approve documents until midnight before going to bed, so he was responsible for the first half of the night.Back then he used to leave the cradle by the chair for Eris to push, and even with the help of the elves he still felt very busy.Later, it was hugging, and then they didn't need to worry about such things, and started to play by themselves.Sylvia is now 15 years old.Slytherin poured himself another cup of tea.When children grow up, they always leave their parents.

(“Master, is there any more cake?”) Eris ate so happily that he didn’t pay attention to what they were talking about.

("Let's go back to Hogwarts, Eris.")

("Back to Hogwarts? Yes, my lord.")

The next morning

Rick Grand looked at Serena Hamilton in surprise.She was still wearing the dark green riding outfit he had seen before, and her forehead was covered with sweat.

The few days he knew her was a kind of dreamlike unreal for Rick Gran, especially her departure, it was like saying to him "stop dreaming, it's not real".At this time she came.

Serena had been in Scotland for a month, and this time she remembered to write home.All happy things, because she really has nothing bad to write about.

Now she had only two questions before her, and she had written both of them in the letter she had just let the owl take away, waiting for a reply.

"Dad, I never told you who he is, and I will tell you today.

His name is Rick Gran, he has blond hair, blue eyes, and is a little taller than you.He's a lot older than me, but a nice guy.I think he really likes me.I never told him my real name, he always thought my name was Serena Hamilton.I was a little worried that if I told him, he would be angry.But it’s okay to tell him now, I’m pregnant, what can he do to me.

Should I tell him now, think about it for me, and wait for your reply. S”