[HP] His little devil

The fifth grade means that Helena will experience the first important exam in her life, the OWLs exam.

Helena's other grades are good, but it has been because the Potions class has dropped too many marks, which made the total score not very conspicuous in the whole school.If she can improve her potion score well, it won't be a problem to get in the top few places.

At the beginning of the new semester, Helena decided to work hard, and instead of emotional entanglements, she would spend her time and energy on studying.

With a good grade, it can also become a good qualification for yourself after graduation. At that time, whether you want to work in the Ministry of Magic or do other jobs, it will be a good help.

As usual, the first class of the new semester is Professor McGonagall's transfiguration class. In Helena's advanced classroom, she found a seat and sat down, waiting for Maggie, who came with her boyfriend, and Evelyn, who seemed to be in love.

At this age, as the young lady of the Selwyn family, Evelyn must of course prepare for her engagement.

Helena was very curious about who would win Evelyn's heart. She had shared a dorm with Evelyn all these years, but she hadn't seen her pay too much attention to any boy.While thinking about it, a person sat next to her. Helena thought that Evelyn and the others were coming, and looked sideways to say hello, but saw Regulus' side face.

Helena was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously looked at the other students, who were doing their own things nonchalantly, as if he had nothing to pay attention to sitting here.But this is really worth paying attention to. Last semester, they had a quarrel like that, which was almost at odds with each other. This semester, they reconciled as before. Aren't they curious?

It is impossible not to be curious, but the basis of curiosity is based on safety. Obviously, they think that being curious about Regulus now will not guarantee their safety. Just look at Ceci Parkinson, proud and lively Miss Parkinson has become silent and gloomy since she angered Regulus, and she doesn't have a friend around, and they don't want to follow suit.

Helena is not a person who is looking for troubles, she wants to be noticed by others, and she can more or less imagine that there are Regulus' arrangements in it, and it is not that people are brewing any bigger conspiracy, so she is more at ease.

She packed her books, glanced at the podium and said, "I heard that Professor McGonagall is going to tell us about Animagus today." She thought of the black dog werewolf mouse she saw in the Screaming Shack on the night of the full moon last semester and the stag, whispered to him, "Have you studied this?"

Regulus opened the book and said, "No."

Helena nodded, and really wanted to say that your brother has done a lot of research on this, but she didn't say anything when she thought that it needed to be kept secret.

Regulus glanced at her, opened and closed his thin lips and said, "If you are interested in this, you can ask Sirius."

Helena was stunned, and Regulus continued: "I found out that he had practiced this secretly, and according to his later performance, he should have succeeded." He said calmly, "He won't just practice alone. Animagus, there must be someone with him, I think it should be those friends around him, they should all succeed."

Helena was stunned. She looked at Regulus with shocking eyes, and felt in her heart that he was really smart. She could deduce the whole truth from a little clue. She was still debating whether to tell him, but he already knew everything. up.

Now that he guessed it, she didn't need to hide it anymore. Helena said directly: "Yes, they did succeed. I was lucky enough to see it once." Recalling that night, Helena's bright and charming face turned pale.

Regulus reached out and caressed her cheek, because it was in class, his movement was quick and fleeting.

"Don't be afraid, I can probably think of it—it was that night, right?"

What he said was that she was going to tell him the secret, but he refused to listen that night.

Helena nodded, and secretly shook his hand under the table: "You are so smart, Regulus." Helena's tone was admiration and admiration, "You can think of everything without saying anything, you don't need me at all Embarrassment, I suspect that your brain is not the same as mine, and I am being beaten by your IQ."

Being praised directly by her like this, and looked at with such admiration by her, the tips of Regulus' ears turned red again.

He coughed lightly, his Adam's apple slipped slightly, and he didn't know how to continue the conversation as if nothing had happened, when Professor McGonagall helped him out.

"Mr. Black, please explain to us what an Animagus is."

Professor McGonagall stood on the podium with a serious expression and sharp eyes. It was obvious that she had noticed his and Helena's small movements.

Helena was glad that Professor McGonagall was not the one who called out to answer the question. If it was she, she would not be able to answer the question calmly with the professor's accusing eyes.

Regulus was different, he stood up very calmly, and answered the question rigorously.

"Animagus, it refers to a wizard who can turn into a certain animal while retaining its own magic power." Not only did he answer the professor's question, but he also drew inferences, "Animagus can't turn into a human being at will. Animals, its changes are closely related to the personality and weight of the wizard. Generally speaking, each wizard can only transform into one kind of animal, and the Animagus of the wizard cannot be a magical creature. expected consequences."

Smart students can always be tolerated by the professor. Professor McGonagall's expression softened a lot. She continued to ask: "Besides these, does Mr. Black know anything else?"

Regulus nodded slightly, and said politely: "Yes, professor. I know that it is easy to go crazy when practicing Animagus, and you may not be able to turn back into a normal human, so the Ministry of Magic strictly controls this. All Animagus are required to register with the Ministry of Magic's Misuse of Magic Office, and illegal Animagus will be punished if found."

Professor McGonagall appreciated: "Very good, Mr. Black, five points for Slythering."

Regulus thanked the professor, and sat back in his seat. Helena withdrew her admiring eyes at the right time, trying to focus on listening to the class.She tried her best, but Regulus' little trick under the table made her fail.

He actually put his hand on her thigh.

Helena was stunned, and quickly turned her head to look at him. Regulus stared ahead, as if he was concentrating on listening to the class, but he leaned back in the chair, unlike others with his arms on the table, which he rarely did. The sitting posture is not standard, this is one of the few people who are not standard, they are doing small movements.

Helena felt itchy all over, she had to reach out to pull his hand away, and then he held it back.

Helena looked at him again. He was still listening to the class carefully. Professor McGonagall had already talked about the difficulty and dangers of practicing Animagus. I believe that the purpose of her lecture today is not to let them learn it, but to let them learn it. They understand this stuff and don't act rashly in private.

Helena felt a little uncomfortable breathing, she lowered her head, her hand was a little hot from being held, and she was absent-minded for the rest of the class.

When get out of class was finally over, Helena pulled her hand back before the others stood up, and complained in a low voice, "Don't do this, it would be bad if someone found out."

"No one will find out." His voice was low and soft, full of magnetism.

Helena took a breath and said, "Even if no one finds out, it will affect my class. I still have to study hard and try to get a good grade in the OWLs exam."

Regulus apologized, "I'm sorry." He said softly, "It's my fault, I won't do it again, I just..." He seemed to be troubled, and he frowned his delicate and handsome brows and said in a deep voice, "I'm just a little out of control. Holding your hand keeps you from paying attention in class, but I can't pay attention to class without holding your hand."

Helena cleared her throat, packed her books and stood up and said, "Then..." She pretended to be calm, "Then let's each take a step back...just hold hands for half the class."

Regulus tilted his head as if smiling, but turned to face her with a serious expression.

He nodded solemnly in agreement, and continued to secretly hold her hand in the next class.

Only in Potions class, they can't hold hands intimately, because this is a hands-on class, and the professor is the head of Slytherin, a person who has a close relationship with Mrs. Black.

Helena thought that Regulus would hold back a little in this class, or not partner with her at all, but no.

He walked up to Helena in front of Professor Slughorn, and gently told her what to do. Helena noticed that the dean's eyes had changed from the corner of her eye, and she didn't even look at other people. Keep an eye on them.

Helena set up the cauldron and whispered, "The dean is watching us, will he tell Mrs. Black about us?"

It's not that Slughorn didn't do this kind of thing. Although Helena didn't have the exact information, she guessed right.

Regulus didn't raise his head, his face was calm, and he seemed really not worried at all.

When Helena set up the cauldron and began to process the potion ingredients, he said softly: "Even if he writes to mother again, mother will not see it."

Helena asked suspiciously: "Why? Doesn't Mrs. Black accept letters?"

"Of course she will," Regulus said. "She's probably still looking forward to Professor Slughorn's letter, but she just won't receive it. Even if she does, it's just that I want her to read it." content."

Helena was very surprised: "You can still revise Mrs. Black's letter at school?"

Regulus didn't hide anything, he directly told Helena his arrangement: "Kreacher will help me keep an eye on the owl at home, as long as it is a letter sent by the dean, it will be brought to me first."

Helena: "...Kreacher is really loyal to you."

Theoretically, the house-elf of a family is most directly loyal to the patriarch. As Mrs. Black is the head of the Black family, Kreacher should be completely loyal to her, but his most loyal is actually Regulus.

Regulus was silent for a while, picked up the stirring rod to stir the potion in the cauldron, and said after a long time: "Kreacher is one of my family members, and he is willing to do anything to respect his family."

Respect its family.

Regulus was apparently the only one in the Black family who gave a house-elf respect.

Helena understood everything, relaxed her mind, and smiled involuntarily at the corner of her mouth.

She was thinking, the person she likes is really nice, wizards in other colleges say that Slytherin is vicious and evil all day long, but they are not like that, even, there is someone as wise and kind as Regulus in this college , calm young wizard.

It's great to be in love with someone like that.

Seeing that Helena kept smiling, Regulus couldn't help asking her, "What's the matter, are you happy?"

Helena immediately said: "Of course." She didn't hide her heart at all, "I'm proud to like you."

Although they both understand each other's intentions, they don't really express their love in words much.

Even now, Regulus has never said "I love you" to Helena directly.

This is also the moment when Helena seldom expresses the word "like". When Regulus was distracted, he stirred the stirring rod for half a circle, and the potion in the crucible burst into violent bubbles. He hurriedly picked up other potions The medicinal materials were used to remedy the situation, and the situation was saved one second before the crucible exploded.

Helena was covered in cold sweat, and Professor Slughorn, who was standing beside her, subtly withdrew his desire to speak, glanced at Regulus with a smile, and walked slowly to the other side.

"Helena." After the dean walked away, Regulus looked at Helena and said in a warning tone, "Don't say that kind of thing during class, especially when making potions."

Helena blinked her eyes: "What kind of words?"

Regulus' ears were blushing: "...I like my words."

Helena asked him, "Don't you like to hear it?"

Regulus fell silent, lowered his eyes to stare at the potion in the cauldron, and said after a while, "I love it." He paused and said, "But it will distract me."

"Like you distracted me from class by holding my hand?"

"..." The blush from the tips of Regulus' ears permeated to the roots of his ears.

Helena was proud of her slight victory this time, when Regulus lowered his head and said, "You can say what you want."

Helena froze for a moment: "What?"

"On the night of your birthday, I will give you a chance to say enough." Regulus said without raising his head.

Helena: "..." If this is a birthday present, then it's not even time for the gift to be delivered, and she seems to be flushed and hot all over from the picture she made up in her own brain.