"... Playing at the beach."
After Lysa finished speaking, she looked at the person sitting opposite her and sighed secretly.
It seemed that he was "distracted" again.
This person is like this. He may be immersed in his own world at any time and in any place. In the face of daily chats between friends, a series of obscure formulas suddenly appear.
His Excellency Isharis Alberton once said that some people read magnificent epics but think that it is just a story, while some people can understand the mysteries of the world from the ingredients of expired rum, and this person Apparently it's the latter.
The young man in front of Lysa wore a pair of slightly old-fashioned glasses and was wearing the standard robe of Astor High School of Magic. A gold edge on the cuffs showed that he was a first-level mage, but in his mind The questions he was thinking about far exceeded the level of the first ring.
This is Sirius Oldman. Lysa met this strange boy by chance before enrolling in school. Unexpectedly, in the first class, Sirius raised a magic question to the most severe professor in the school. As a result, the professor was speechless, and Sirius Oldman's name suddenly resounded throughout the school.
After that, Sirius's talent gradually emerged and he became the most eye-catching student in their class.
Some people say that Sirius is aloof, unkind, and always indifferent, but in Lysa's view, Sirius is just a shy young boy. What really attracts him is Sirius's focused attitude and occasional Cute reactions that will occur.
The two have been lovers for two years, but they still feel shy even holding hands. This summer vacation, Lysa wanted to invite Sirius to go to the beach to play together, hoping to take the relationship further, but what she didn't expect was that Sirius was like He seemed to have disappeared from this world and could not be contacted at all.
Today is the first day of school. Lysa originally wanted to ask Sirius what happened, but she didn't expect that this wooden head would take her to Trestan's most exclusive restaurant "Maria".
God, this was probably the most formal date the two of them had besides the school cafeteria and the backstreet restaurant.
The dishes at Maria's Restaurant were delicious and exquisite, but obviously, Sirius's heart was not on enjoying the food. His eyes were a little distracted, and he didn't come back to his senses until Lysa reminded him.
"Sorry, there's a little problem with the paper."
Sirius said that he would not lie, or in other words, even if he lied, Lysa would immediately see it. In terms of communicating with others, he was completely unworthy of his title of academic master.
"I discussed it with Mr. Portoldo, and he advised me to give up my current mathematical studies and instead study, uh, some practical magic."
Sirius said this as calmly as possible.
"My father?"
Lysa's research topic at school was the history of magic. She did not have high magical attainments, and she could only get into the school because of her father's relationship. However, a liberal arts subject like the history of magic did not require a high level of magic, so she was able to graduate successfully.
"Yes, I have been studying this problem all summer, and I have achieved certain results. Today I discussed it with Mr. Bodordo, but he thinks my research is meaningless."
Sirius was very troubled, and then asked his lover sitting opposite.
"Lisa, what do you think? Isn't it right to study the right things? Even if such things have no meaning at all in reality."
Lysa fell silent after hearing Sirius' question.
She didn't know much about the dispute between Sirius and her father, but Lysa only felt that the theory of magic had occupied all of Sirius's heart, and he couldn't even spare time to accompany her.
Looking at Sirius' eyes looking at her, Lysa said slowly.
"Sirius, of course it's okay to study the right things, but maybe my father is right. You should study some magic that can improve yourself. You know, you are expected to be promoted to the intermediate level within ten years. Wait until Once your magic power improves, wouldn’t it be okay to go back and study these mathematical problems?”
As soon as Lesa said her words, she felt a little regretful.
In the past two years, she had known Sirius best. The word "give up" was not in this person's dictionary.
Now of course Lysa's words cannot make Sirius give up. Her words will only hurt Sirius.
"Really... Lesa, are you serious?"
Sirius had no anger or rebuttal. He only felt a little stunned. This was far more unacceptable to Sirius than during the day when Mr. Portordo refuted his paper as worthless.
Lysa was at a loss for a moment. She wanted to explain that she was just dissatisfied with Sirius's behavior of being immersed in magic research and neglecting her. She didn't want to hurt Sirius.
"Sorry, I... ... "
But Sirius had already stood up. He didn't speak, silently paid the bill, and then left the restaurant without looking back.
His last look showed no anger or persistence, no sadness or doubt.
Just deep disappointment.
At this time, Lysa had already had a hunch that an insurmountable gap might have appeared between herself and Sirius.
She couldn't understand Sirius's love for magic, just like Sirius couldn't understand Lysa's little emotional movements.
For the first time, Lysa truly felt that Sirius was indeed born for magic.
She felt her nose was a little sore, and Lysa stumbled out of the restaurant. On the street, people were coming and going, praising the beautiful times, and no one could notice Lysa's sense of loss.
Just when Lesa almost fell, a strong hand held her up.
"Who are you?"
Looking back, Lysa discovered that it was a boy she was not familiar with. She had seen him several times. He seemed to be one of his father's students.
"Percival, my name is Percival, I am a student of Mr. Portordo."
He was polite and gentle-spoken. Seeing Lesa's slightly red eyes, Percival smiled and continued.
"Haha, Miss Lysa, you may not remember me very well. After all, everyone's attention is focused on the genius Sirius Oldman."
"No, I know yours."
Lysa was a little embarrassed to let her father's students see her current desolate state. She was afraid that her worried father would ask endless questions after returning home.
"You seem to be studying elemental magic. I heard my father mention it once or twice."
Hearing Lesa's words, Percival was stunned, and then said helplessly.
"Yes, the teacher said that the law system is a field for geniuses, and with that one in front of me, there was no point in continuing my research, so I turned to the element system, which is not bad at all."
"Percival, what is wrong with studying something that is correct but cannot find its practical meaning?"
Lesa suddenly asked, causing Percival to fall into silence. After a long time, he sighed softly and answered.
"I don't know, Miss Lysa, I study magic because I want to use magic to make myself better and to use magic to protect the people I care about. Haha, maybe I am that kind of pragmatist."
Glancing at the beautiful lady in front of him, Percival continued.
"But some people study magic just to get closer to the truth. Such people are sometimes too far away and cannot be reached by ordinary people."