Waiting is waiting, waiting is waiting, but when lunch time comes, Kitty and other students who originally planned to rush in to rescue Bbby ran to the hot dog cart after asking Arle. (The best reading experience is here
Arle smiled and watched them leave to fill their stomachs, and then looked at the man standing in front of the car in a blink of an eye.
He was a man whose whole body was shrouded in a black cloak. He had a particularly calm temperament. Arle couldn't even feel any anger from him. The cigarette in the man's mouth was much more lively than himself.
"Arleavier," the man said, "You may have heard of me from Magneto—I'm Arleavier's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor."
"——The honorable gentleman who helped Erik? Of course, of course I have heard of it." Arle seemed to have known that this man would appear in this place three hours ago. He took his time and unlocked the car. , allowing the man to sit down and talk, and extend his hand, "arry also said that you are a teacher who takes good care of him."
"Magneto doesn't need much help from me, and it is my duty to teach students." He said lightly, but still held the hand and shook it, "Where is Avier."
"I guess if you don't mind, you can call him arry." Arle said.
"That's unnecessary," said. "I'm just here to talk to you."
"Of course, you don't come across the country to try American food." Arle said easily, "Of course I know you want to talk to me - please?"
"There is a magic school in the United States," he said, going straight to the point. "It's called RNY. If you are considering changing your school for Avier, it is the best choice."
He waved his wand, and an envelope fell lightly from the air. The style was quite similar to Gwart, but the emblem printed on it was composed of a snake with long horns, two birds that Arle couldn't name, and a leopard-like one. A multi-legged cat that is not a leopard, combined with a goblin (this Arle has seen its information.
Arle took the letter and looked at the badge with the mysterious creature with great interest.
"RNY's official school age is twelve, and Avier filed a file with the Magical Congress of the United States at the age of eleven. After negotiations with the British Ministry of Magic, the United States made concessions and allowed Avier to study in the UK," he said at a slow pace. Slowly, but his narration was very clear. He clicked on the letter, "But this does not mean that RNY plans to officially give up recruiting Avier. His unique admission notice still exists. As long as you want, he can become an official student of RNY immediately." , received the same formal wizarding education."
He didn't really look at Arle, but Arle knew that the scrutinizing eyes were looking at him coldly from under the black cloak.
He couldn't help but smile deeper.
"Did something happen to the UK?" Arle said, "Or are you a lobbyist sent by RNY to GWART? You sold it very hard."
"This is not a sales pitch," he said. "He will always be R in the UK. There will always be people watching his every move, and there will always be people who want his life. I think the United States will always be safer than the UK."
The American wizarding world has gone through a dark period about fifty years ago... But since then they have been getting better and better. Compared to the complete blockade in the UK, the United States has been more liberal in recent years. Even wizards Banks all have ATMs. Economically, politically, and commercially, the American wizarding world and the Muggle world interact more frequently. As for their relationship, although they cannot be expected to be as close as brothers, they are still good.
What's more important is that in the United States, no one will be aggressive with Ari because of the title of 'British Savior Boy', while in the UK, it is only ten short years since the end of the dark period, and it is still in a sensitive state. Look. It seems very peaceful, but in fact, dropping a stone can cause huge waves.
"I can see that you love your son very much," he said. "In that case, don't let a bunch of idiot wizards ruin your son's life. That's what I want to say."
His tone was still calm, but Arle knew that he did think so.
"Well," Arle said, "I... thank you very much for your concern for arry. I also know that what I asked may be rude... but why? As far as I know, except for the network in the aristocratic circle, arry owns all None of your wizarding relatives are gone, and you don’t look like one of arry’s relatives. As a teacher, you won’t be too partial to a certain student. To be honest, arry is not very, well, very talented and worthy of being special. The student you love so much...why do you think about him so much?"
"Interesting," the man actually laughed, "you are his father, why don't you think he will be favored by others? All the professors are favored by him, oh, except Nape, but Avier is also favored by him. A special existence.”
Oh, how funny, although that may be the case but I also know that this is not your reason. Arle thought.
"But their reasons will not be your reasons." Arle said, "You seem to be different from them - you even suggested that I transfer to arry. This proves that you and them are different."
There was silence for a moment.
"...Yes, that's not my reason." He said slowly, "I do this..."
Arle noticed some hesitation on his part, or in other words, a strange pause. As he spoke, he grabbed his black cloak, and his blood-red fingers were so white that he could hardly see the edges of the poor fabric.
"...just because he is arry...avier." After saying that, he paused again, "He is not R, and he cannot bear what R should bear. But then again," this time Arle heard the tone in his tone. Ironically, "If someone wants to take it, why not just let them?"
After saying that, he sneered.
"What would you do if someone took your son's life?"
"I would ask him not to do it," Arle said. "If he still did it, I would have to stop him from doing it."
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"If you want to protect your son, Mr. Avier, the way is actually very simple - just take him out of the British bureau. Don't let him become a stepping stone and stumbling block for others. There are only madmen and idiots in that bureau, and they have nothing to do with him. Purpose. He should have what he should have, and don't let him have what he shouldn't have," coughed a few times, "cough cough, cough cough...that's all, iriubk is not dead yet, if there is an emergency, he We won’t make life easy for those people, everyone is jealous of him, so you only need to transfer Avier to another school.”
"——Do you know that I will not reject anyone's opinions, but I will not adopt other people's opinions at will?" Arle shook the letter and said, "Are you really not a lobbyist for RNY? - I mean , it’s about my son, I won’t make any decision easily.”
"Then why did you easily let him enroll in GWART?" retorted, "You are not the kind of person who can be easily bewitched by Dubledre, nor are you the kind of impulsive person. What's more, I heard that you had Magneto by your side at that time. ——From my information, it seems that he is not a person who treats other races kindly. Why do you let your son go to a place where just sports are likely to torture him to death? "
When talking about that night, Arle's expression became a little helpless, but also a little soft.
"I didn't want him to enroll in school." Arle turned his head and looked forward, his gaze seemed to penetrate the car window and reach arry on the next street. "I mean, he is my darling, my little sweetheart, little Cotton Jacket, he is sensible and considerate. I always felt that I could not live a day without him... But he volunteered to find a way to treat me, and I couldn't refuse. Once he refused, every time he saw my legs, He will all regret not enrolling, and I don’t want him to—when there’s room for it.”
Speaking of these things, Arle's tone was very soft, but he could not help but feel a little self-blame, "And Mr. Dubledre also reminded me that that was the school where his biological parents attended... He always thought that he was an abandoned child. Now that he has a chance, , I thought it wouldn’t be a bad idea for him to get to know his biological parents.”
"Not a bad idea," repeated, "but the time is not right."
"How did you know?" Arle said, "You seem to be a person with many secrets."
"Why don't you test me with your abilities? If it makes you trust me, I don't mind having my head turned over." Say, "I know you are a very ethical person, Mr. Avier."
Arle frowned. He didn't really like this method of 'verifying trust'.
"You know a lot - what good does this do to you?" Arle said, "With all due respect, I appreciate your concern for arry, but I really can't think of any need for you to need me... …trust you?"
"When you persuaded Magneto and your sister to save the president in the stadium a few years ago, you didn't do it because you saw any benefit."
He said calmly, "I think you should also know that there are always some things in the world that don't need a reason."
It sounded right, and it was also accurate about what happened a few years ago, which made Arle feel even more strange.
"You know that the person you said carried out the incident is my son, right?" Arle asked suspiciously, "Can I ask how many investigations you have done?"
"This doesn't need to be mentioned. And if you are unwilling to probe my memory, then you only need to know one thing." Said, "I will never hurt him. In every sense."
After saying that, he opened the car door and walked out. When he saw it started to rain outside, he clicked his wand and then grabbed a black umbrella that he didn't know where to put.
"He should be around here," he suddenly turned around and asked, "Can you allow me to go see him?"
The tone may sound flat, but who is Arle, and how could he not detect a subtle request in it?
"...If it's just a visit, please do it." Arle agreed softly and softened his tone, "You are his professor, you don't need to be so nervous. I believe you have no ill intentions. It's just that it concerns my son, so I will naturally Think more about it.”
"Then let me give you another suggestion." He opened the black umbrella and his upright upper body was almost integrated with the umbrella. "If you don't want to be worried about him anymore, then it's best to kill all the restless people, because the British wizard The world has always been a mess."
After saying that, he turned around and walked into the rain, and Arle also saw his students running back towards the car with arms full of hot dogs, hamburgers, French fries, and drinks.
Arle greeted them with a smile and listened to their description of how they suddenly found a fast food restaurant and bought more food on the road. He felt something in his heart. About ten minutes later, his son took a familiar one and talked to him. Black umbrella, which is not very suitable for a boy of this age, is back.
"I met my Defense Against the Dark Arts professor," the black-haired boy adjusted his glasses and said doubtfully after sitting next to his father. "He gave me this umbrella...why?"
"What else is there, my dear?" Arle sighed and straightened his messy forehead, "He only sees you occasionally and doesn't want your child to get wet."
——He just wants to see you, not you, just you, getting wet.
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"What--"
After settling in shamelessly, he had taken a shower and was about to share a bed with arry comfortably - after having the experience of having a ghost on the bed, he felt that arry letting him sleep alone in the guest room was simply too cruel - but After hearing that he was in the United States and gave arry a black umbrella, all the comfort on his face turned into shock, or in other words, he was simply shocked.
For a moment, he simply thought that the guy was taking him back to England for special devil training.
arry was sitting on the bed in his pajamas, reading a book. After hearing the voice, he looked up and said, "Maybe he is here to do something - you said that Professor Nape often runs around the world to find potion ingredients. "
No, this guy definitely didn't want to do this. He shuddered as he thought: "How can he compare with Professor Nape?"
"That's not very fair. You're making it sound like Professor Nape is such a good person."
arry replied firmly and shut up with a wink.
——After the incident at St. Mungo's, despite Dubledre's guarantee and the fact that Nape did nothing in the end, arry's impression of him was still lowered.
"He seemed to really want to kill Iriu."
arry just bit his lip and said such a sentence. He knows how to watch his words at critical moments. At that time, he knew that there was no room for recovery.
Although he is usually a good person, arry is indeed too stubborn to give up persuasion, but even he himself has doubts - what kind of character is Nape?
He is obviously a person who wants to kill Iriu.
——However, when Erik handed the container containing the Dark Lord to Dubledre, Nape did not stop this action. Dubledre’s explanation to the child was that he was working for justice, but even his godson had to say There are too many doubts in this.
Sometimes he would complain privately that maybe it was arry who didn't know what was good and if someone else, like Beltri, might have killed his uncle, but sometimes he felt that he was actually a little hesitant.
He had never seen a godfather with such murderous intent and no concealment of the other party's malice, and he was unable to accept it.
"Change the topic." Harry looked at him flipping over like a pancake on the bed, then reached out and poked him and said.
Come to think of it, he doesn't really want to discuss with arry who is more of a bad guy than Nape.
"——Speaking of which, Wanda came back early today," arry said, "did you talk about anything?"
"Your good sister taught me a lesson and told me to learn how to use Muggle things." Speaking of this, I wanted to roll my eyes, "Who doesn't know how to use a microwave?! It's obvious that you didn't tell me that you left food!"
He quietly hid the fact that he went to Google in the afternoon to learn how to use a microwave oven.
arry shook his legs happily: "My fault - so you can really use it?"
"...What do you mean?"
"Nothing, nothing~"
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"How could you - be - so - shameless?!"
One sunny afternoon, a visitor to Avier's house, wearing a Muggle skirt and sitting across from the two boys, expressed shock and contempt at the scoundrel's request to stay together.
"You are twelve years old, not two!" Bi made a twelve-year-old gesture with his finger, "You actually have the nerve to ask arry to sleep with you!"
"Oh, it's like how brave you are," he said, his face has become thicker and thicker recently, and he didn't feel ashamed at all. He even retorted, "If you were treated like this, you might hold your mother and cry!"
"There are a dozen ghosts in Gwart," she couldn't understand his mentality, "What are you afraid of?"
"After all, why are you asking about this?" He didn't want to tell her to meddle in other people's business at all. He thought girls were too troublesome. Last time, he said she was a Muggle and couldn't go to St. Mungo's together, so she just gave it to him. His face looked as if he had said something vulgar, "Can't I live with my friends? What kind of rules say I can't do this? What's more, arry and I are still relatives."
"A relative who is a whole generation younger than me." arry said.
"Shut up." He said angrily.
Although they have said this, they are still becoming more and more interested in this matter. Let's not talk about what kind of ghost can scare people like this. The question of "does bk have a ghost in the house" is worth discussing.
"iriu said no," arry waved his hands, "he said that the bk family are a group of lunatics who want to be crazy before they die, and their obsession has nothing to do with them - in other words, what they want to do is usually done before they die. It’s over.”
"And ghosts are not conducive to the growth of wizards," said, "It will have a negative impact on the family. The reason why gwart's ghosts can move freely there is because the castle itself is a big magic, and ghosts are part of that magic system. , the negative effects are all used for the operation of magic...I heard what others said."
Actually it is said. But of course I wouldn't be stupid enough to say it.
"Has Iriu ever encountered such a situation?" asked, "Aly, you two live in the same house, it's impossible for you to feel something for him but not for you."
"He's as slow as a thick-skinned elephant. What did you expect from him? Ouch."
"Don't talk nonsense."
arry withdrew his fist - his punches had become easier recently.
"Then tell her to stop asking about this," he complained, "bring out anything you want, including math and physics questions. Don't let her bother me!"
arry kicked him helplessly under the table and turned to smile.
"We have a new dog at home," he said. "Didn't you write a letter saying that you plan to get a pet this semester? Do you want to see if the dog is suitable first?"
——They failed to achieve this goal.
On the grass where girls and dogs should be running, there is an extra person lowering his head and stroking the long, soft hair of the big white dog.
"Who is that?" He turned around.
"I've never met him," arry replied, "but I guess he's the younger brother of the brothers next door."
"Are you kidding? That's a strong man! This one is a... a weakling!"
"...where did you learn this word?"
When arry had doubts about the wording, the man with black hair and exposed forehead, the dog master over there, raised his head, revealing a pretty fair face.
No, that can even be said to be 'extremely handsome'... And unlike the blond man that arry and the others had seen, this man's handsomeness made people appreciate the beauty of a work of art, and this man even had a pair of very gorgeous looking eyes. The green eyes made all three children feel a little subtle.
Seeing the three children standing not far away, the man raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, but the smile could not be retained, and the only thing left that could be felt was frivolity.
"...Don't look like this in the future," he said secretly, "He looks like a complete bad guy! He is still the kind who can play with people's hearts - you will become a Bie who is good at provoking girls! "
arry twitched the corner of his mouth and didn't say anything, but kicked him hard.
