The midday sun fell into the room through the broken gauze curtains, illuminating the dusty old carpet; dark green moss had climbed on the mottled walls due to peeling wallpaper.
The roof, which has been in disrepair for a long time, obviously has many cracks. The water stains caused by leakage and water not only formed strange patterns on the ceiling, but also became layered due to repeated moisture seepage and drying in the shade.
As for the few old furniture left in the room, most of them were naturally damaged. Even the chairs that Enns and Helbo were sitting on would sometimes make overwhelmed whines with their small movements.
The whole house was filled with the smell of decay.
"Okay, kid... you can ask now."
In fact, ever since Helbo said this casually while playing with the Slytherin snake staff that he got from Enns, the room fell into silence for a while.
Of course, there are undoubtedly many questions piling up in Enns's mind at this moment. It was just that after Haierbo pretended to listen calmly, for some reason, Enns suddenly didn't want to ask any questions again.
After all, a situation like this might not be a little too weird for him.
However, I don't know if it was because he had enough time, but Haierbo's patience, which was sitting by the window, also became much better.
During the period when Enns pursed his lips and said nothing, he did not speak to urge him. He just turned over and over and looked at the shining silver snake staff in his hand, as if he was admiring a piece of art that he never tires of. The quality is average.
The musty smell in the room seemed to become more obvious in this quiet space, making Enns feel that even the air was becoming more and more irritating.
"Is this a heart-breaking torture?"
Thoughts like this flashed through Enns' mind. But soon, this thought made him couldn't help but twitch his lips and sneer secretly.
The other party is the despicable Haierbo, the ancient dark wizard! Even if you want to go against him, you won't be able to use this so-called "psychological tactic" that only Muggles can use.
However, maybe it’s because it’s Haierpo who’s sitting there! Spending time alone in total silence like this is even more depressing.
After holding on for several more minutes, Enns finally couldn't bear the pressure that doubled as time went by, and took a deep breath.
"Helbo, you want me to ask you a question, right? Then please tell me clearly why you brought me here? Or rather... why me?" Enns stared at the window. The other party said, "Don't tell me that you just want to chat with me or something. Although I am still young, I am not a kid who is easy to fool! I won't believe such nonsense. "
On the other side, hearing that Enns finally spoke, Haierbo raised his head slightly and glanced at the other party. He didn't seem to care at all about Enns' sharp gaze.
"It's no wonder you thought about it for so long. This is indeed a good question."
After looking at Enns, Haierbo lowered his eyes again and continued to look at the snake staff in his hand, and said slowly at the same time:
"It's just that, in fact, the most fundamental answer is that I have told you before - do you remember? I said that you are a descendant of Salazar Slytherin; and I am... Well, how should I put it? His enemy?"
Haierbo said this, and suddenly he casually adjusted his left hand holding the snake staff, and a few chuckles of unknown meaning came from the shadow under the hood.
"Let me be honest with you! The relationship between me and your ancestor, Salazar Slytherin, is really not something that can be explained clearly by saying 'are we friends or enemies'..."
Unknowingly, Haierbo had already immersed himself in the memories of the past, and heard him continue:
"I got to know him when he was a kid younger than you are now - I think I was called 'teacher' by him for more than ten years at that time!"
"Because his personality has been very similar to mine since he was a child. He is full of desire for magic knowledge and obsessed with magic research. In order to pursue the true meaning of magic, he does not care about the things and concepts that ordinary people are taboo on. To be honest, that At that time, I really thought that I had finally found a satisfactory apprentice."
"However," at this point, Haierbo's expression under the hood suddenly changed, "Since he came back from that trip where he gained more knowledge, although he didn't show it obviously at first, I was still keenly aware of it. When it comes to his changes - although his passion for magic has not changed, his ideas are different from before."
"He began to resist the taboos in magic research, became more and more concerned about human nature and morality, and finally even began to doubt the nature of the magic that I personally taught him!"
At this point, Haierbo couldn't help but shook his head, with a hint of disappointment in his tone.
"And the source of all these changes," he said solemnly, "is a girl of about the same age as him - Rowena Mila whom he accidentally met during that long journey."
When he heard this strange name, Enns couldn't help but muttered in confusion:
"Roy... Namira?"
"Don't know who it is? It doesn't matter," Helbo then added, "You must have heard of her later name. After she was with a man, she changed her name to Rowena Ravenclaw. ’.”
"ah!"
When Enns heard this, his eyes suddenly widened with a look of understanding.
At the window, Haierbo continued the memory just now:
"Of course, no matter what, Salazar is a wizard apprentice that I spent more than ten years training, and his talent is really satisfactory. Although he quarreled with me once because of the concept of magic. , and then I put him in solitary confinement. But at that time, I had no intention of doing anything to him - teaching apprentices is naturally not always smooth sailing, right?"
"But," Haierbo raised his eyebrows, "during the lockdown, he slipped away while I wasn't paying attention - he didn't even contact his family, so he went to find Rowena Mila alone. , this journey lasted for several years.”
"'Several years'?" Enns heard this and repeated it subconsciously.
"What? Do you think that if you live long enough, you won't care about the time of a few years?" Haierbo said calmly, "My life is also passing day by day - rather, the longer I live, the longer I live. The more you understand, the more clearly you will feel the traces of time. Only those ordinary people who are old and confused will make their concept of time blurry... "