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After leaving the Slytherin bedroom, Gryffindor strode into the garden behind the main house and sat down on a bench.

He gripped the armrest of the bench tightly, breathing in the slightly cold air in the early spring morning, trying to calm down the complex and turbulent emotions in his heart.

Slytherin's performance made him understand how deep the damage was.Yet he couldn't say anything other than a useless apology.He has never been the type who is good at words, and he only uses hugs and hot drinks to comfort others.He had already decided to use the time to do something to try to make up for it, but now he wished so much that he could become eloquent, at least to keep Slytherins from crying.

Slytherin and him have known each other for so many years, and it took only a short year to become friends from the beginning when they didn't like each other.They were just kids back then, and it was easy to get acquainted with each other.Even Slytherin was an easily irritated kid back then.At that time, they met and played together almost every day, mainly because he dragged Slytherin around the village, fields and even groves outside the manor.The first time Slytherin shed tears in front of him was when he was 13 years old and had been dealing with several noble families for several days in a row, and he was too tired to bear it.

At that time, Slytherin was lying on the desk, covering his face with his hands, weeping quietly without moving.

He entered Slytherin's room because he felt a little strange and dissatisfied that he hadn't seen him for several days and couldn't go to the small village far from the manor together.Then Slytherin looked up, startled him by the way his face was full of tears.

It's not that they didn't quarrel at that time, and even fought, but children's disputes don't involve too much interest, and it doesn't take much time to explain.However, after growing up, some things began to change quietly.

Slytherin's power grew day by day, and his victory among the nobles made him feel suffocated, and even he got a lot of convenience in his usual actions.He understands that there are some things that he can't intervene in, but such a feeling of alienation makes him finally decide to leave England to study.

But it didn't take long for him to receive the news of a huge change in the Slytherin family - the death of the head and the head's wife.After being taken by surprise, he rushed back to England overnight, and brought Rowena Ravenclaw, whom he had known not long ago, with him.From his point of view, Slytherin and his father had long been at odds, but Eugenie Gaunt clearly held a special place in his heart.

Slytherin's moods fluctuated during that time.It can be seen that he is trying to control himself, but often feels depressed when he is alone, and even cried in front of him twice.At that time, he was in a hurry, and he hardly knew what to do. He could only hug him as in the past and rub his hair like a child.

But now, what to do, he thought anxiously.

Such a thing...he didn't know what to do at all.Slytherin's current body cannot withstand the frustration of depression.According to Slytherin's personality, it is absolutely impossible to listen to what he said now.The way he looks today makes him worry and fear.

"Salazar," he repeated, pounding the back of the bench, "what do you want to do... tell me... tell me...".

He didn't want to lose Slytherin, never did.

At first he thought he could leave Slytherin, but during those few years in Scotland, he realized that Slytherin was the only person in his life who made him think about love.No matter what Slytherin did, he always detected a tough elegance in it.This description may not be appropriate.But in Slytherin, he can see the gentle and cunning side of all nobles, and also the wild and tough side that is rarely seen in those people, as well as the tenderness and sensitivity that he only occasionally reveals.All of this is an unstoppable thought for him.

After coming to this era, the huge changes that I couldn't adapt to at all for a while temporarily diluted my thoughts a little.However, the accumulation of loneliness later made this yearning even deeper.Slytherin is gone forever, irrevocably.The past days can never be regained.Those figures in the past took away part of his soul.

"Mister Gryffindor!" he heard a distant call.

Gryffindor looked up and saw Lucius Malfoy turning from behind a statue of the Lantern Goddess at the back of the garden - behind which was a small teleportation circle.

"Mr. Gryffindor, good morning," Lucius stopped in front of him politely and greeted.

Gryffindor nodded indiscriminately, pulled himself together and smiled, and asked casually, "What's the matter with you?"

There was a hesitant expression on Lucius's face, and he said hesitantly, "There is nothing important, just", he glanced sideways at the marigold garden he just passed, and then said, "Bring it to Your Excellency Some briefings."

Gryffindor frowned slightly, he didn't think Slytherin's current state was suitable for worrying.Due to excessive blood loss, Slytherin's body, which had not fully recovered after recovering from pneumonia, became very weak, and his cheeks, which were a little baby fat, also lost weight, and his pale and haggard appearance made him very worried. "Take it out and have a look", he stood up, and stood in front of Lucius a little rudely.

The pure-blooded nobleman with long pale golden hair hesitated for a moment, shifted his center of gravity left and right, then raised his brows with disapproval, and gracefully pulled out a stack from the left pocket of the fine-quality and well-tailored black robe. document.

Gryffindor looked at the document, which was about four inches thick after the undoing spell, and made an instant decision.

"Give him the important ones, not all the trivial things," he said.

"Sir, now I must say that everything must be subject to your will," Lucius said with a thick smile on his face.

"Then you can't do that either! He's still sick and in a bad mood!" Gryffindor said loudly, impatient with him.

"I trust that, as your Excellency's dear friend, if that is what you mean, then..."

"That's what I think!" said Gryffindor, "I want you to leave him alone!"

"Well——" Lucius made a meaningful nasal sound, and then nodded, "Since you said so, as you wish, sir." With a very flattering smile, he pulled out two or three put the rest back, and then said, "I'll give these to your valet."