People always feel happy when they are close to happiness, but they suffer from gains and losses when happiness is in progress.

Until there was no longer the back of her mentor in front of her, until she could only go alone no matter how frightened, until she staggered to learn to complete the explorations that once belonged to both their teachers and students. She became a strong man as she and her mentor had hoped. It's just that, in every midnight dream, she still misses the young figure who faltered, she stretched out her little hand nervously, holding the teacher's fluttering robe, and followed the tall and straight back closely in a dark forest.

The sky was blackened with ink, and the stars shimmered faintly, swaying among the tall branches. Liu Fanxu raised his hand, and his fingertips with silver light brushed the corners of his eyes, and the outline of the trees in front of him that had melted into the darkness slowly became clear. She stopped, raised her fingers, the tip of her wand was pointed at the middle-aged man's back, her lips squirmed silently, a red light flashed, and the middle-aged man's figure slammed, and then collapsed to the ground. She slowly walked to where the man had fallen, leaned down, and poked his shoulder with her fingertips, flipping his side-lying body into a flat line.

A dirty, dark gold necklace slipped out of his collar and pressed against his chin. Her eyes twitched, and she picked it up with her wand, leaning in to take a closer look at the traces of magic on it. For a moment, the corners of her mouth curled up with a taunt, the tip of her hand trembled, the necklace reattached to his skin, and she poked the tip of her wand against the man's clothes before withdrawing her hand. Not a defensive prop as she thought, but the alchemy used in the magic family, used to control the squibs in the family and prevent their brains from being browsed like free books in the library.

If it weren't for the fact that the web of magic she had opened had never been able to detect traces of magic, she wouldn't have taken the risk of trying to take him down. However, the truth is far more tricky than imagined, although the Squib is despised by the family, and even regarded as a stain by the family, even if they are expelled by the family, even if they are exiled to the Muggle world, their bones and blood are also engraved with a mark, so that the family patriarch can locate it at any time, in case other ill-intentioned wizards try to peek into their family's secrets.

She raised her hand and rubbed her eyebrows with her fingertips, ahhhh After thinking for a moment, Liu Fanxu put down her hand, the wand between her fingers turned rapidly, her face became more and more pale, and the blood on her lips slowly faded, and finally became the same color as her face. It continued like this for about an hour, and she finally relaxed her tense body, the sweat overflowing from her forehead slid down her cheeks, she put away her wand, and looked down at her trembling fingertips, but her heart was relieved.

Holding on to the trunk of the tree next to her, she barely stood up, carefully moved behind the tree, and used what little magic she had left to completely remove all traces of herself, and then applied a small barrier to separate her from the Squib. A quarter of an hour later, out of the dark grass came a short, obese middle-aged man in wizard's robes, a few years older than the Squib lying on the ground, who was probably the patriarch of their family. It's just that his expression is very impatient, and he seems to hate being troubled by a squib, so when he saw him lying on the ground, he didn't show much friendship, he even sneered with disdain, and then immediately raised the wand in his hand, Liu Fanxu recognized that it was the magic of modifying memory, she frowned, and said in her heart: No wonder the spirit of this squib is so chaotic, and it is accompanied by Yan zhòng's paranoia, it should be because this indifferent 'relative' has modified his memory thousands of times and roughly.

"Brother, is this how you solved me?" Squib, who was lying unconscious on the ground just now, suddenly opened his eyes, he trembled, barely stood up and leaned against the trunk of the tree behind him, he looked up at his brother who was both familiar and strange standing in front of him, "Do you hate me so much?" ”

"Forgive me, George, you are a squib, a disgrace to the family, and I can't let you tarnish the honor of the family." The short man clenched the wand in his hand tightly, and her voice sounded harshly, she couldn't help frowning, and the Squib brother leaned against the trunk and smiled, "Brother, I wasn't a Squib from the beginning, who do you know I will be like this?" Over the years, you have kept deleting and altering my memories and the memories of everyone around me, just because you are afraid that I will tell my father and mother about it, and you are afraid that I will shake your position as heir. But you know that even if I am not a squib, I can't compete with you for any property, my magic power is naturally lacking, and why do you want to deprive all of this little bit? ”

"Deprivation?" The short man's shrill voice was very harsh, especially when he yelled hysterically, "Those were originally mine, all of them were mine, your appearance was an accident, my mother didn't even want you, but they still gave birth to you, haha, you don't know, in fact, you were born without lack of magic, it was me, it was I who turned you into that frail and sickly imbecile, because since you were born, my father has focused all his attention on you who have more powerful magic, if I don't do this, I will lose a qiē." , the person who lies here will become me. I hate you, why should you be in my life and be a stumbling block to me. ”

"Hehe, brother." The Squib man's voice was choked, and his trembling voice told of a lifetime of loneliness and grief, "Brother, you have got what you want, and I will leave this world completely, so that you will no longer bother with my shameful Squib." If I kill someone, I'll get Muggle law, or death or □□ for life, but I'll do what you want, and I won't bother you again, and in the end I just want to see you, no matter how much you hate me, you're my brother. ”

"Hmph, you're doing it yourself." The short man didn't really hurt the killer in the end, and as many times before, he turned around and left quickly, as if there was something very filthy behind him, and he didn't want to stay for a minute. Soon after he left, the Squib man was silent for a few minutes, and then spoke again, "Thank you, let me temporarily regain my senses, this necklace has a very powerful confinement magic, you can actually tear a gap temporarily, let me get a moment of peace at the end, I am grateful." ”

Liu Fanxu raised his eyebrows, slowly slid down against the trunk of the tree, and sat on the ground. Her magic was exhausted, and she had no strength in her body, it was really dangerous to do such an impulsive act for the sake of a stranger. She lowered her eyes and smiled lightly, "Na, you really don't hate your brother?" The Squib man was stunned for a moment, and smiled bitterly, "Hate? I hate, but I don't hate him, but I hate my father, he does everything he does just to use me as a whetstone for my brother, I am just a tool. He never really valued me from the beginning, and he always loved my brother. ”

She moved her lips and didn't speak. She and he were back to the same tree, but they were sitting in two completely opposite directions. As with their lives, she struggled to get out of the darkness, and he wandered weakly in the darkness deeper and deeper. She looked up at the night sky and closed her eyes slightly, "I didn't do this out of good intentions, I just wanted to see what kind of color face would be under such a crazy skin." ”

"It doesn't matter what kind of face you face, I can't turn back, no matter what you think, behind these eyes, watching myself frantically killing those innocent people, I know that I will never forgive myself. I'm sorry to drag you into my problem, the moment I saw you, I knew that my nightmare would be ended by you, and my soul would be freed by you, hehe, although I am not a prophet, but my intuition is very sharp, so I took control of the madman's behavior for the first time, and I let him bring you here. The Squib man leaned against the trunk of the tree and chuckled, "I'm right, thank you, I thought I would never have such a day, talk to people normally, and express what I want to say to my brother normally." Thank you. Don't worry, I won't bother you, and I'll find a way to round out the cause of this qiē. ”

Liu Fanxu looked at the few stars in the night sky, and an inexplicable sorrow suddenly rose in her heart, for this squib who met in Pingshui, she moved her lips and whispered, "Muggles and wizards, are they really two irreconcilable opposites?" Muggles and wizards together, is it really not going to end well? She didn't know why she was saying these things to a stranger, they were the most secret sore spot in her heart at this time, or because he was just a stranger, she could rest assured that these words would not cause irreparable consequences.

"I don't know, I thought a powerful wizard like you wouldn't be bothered by these questions." The Squib man leaned against the trunk of the tree, frowned, and replied puzzled. The corners of Liu Fanxu's mouth raised, drawing a cold sneer. Powerful? Even if you are as powerful as Professor Dumbledore, is it not the same as being haunted by an obsession all your life? None of them could escape the tricks of fate, and before that, she never thought that she, the heir to an ancient aristocracy, would fall in love with a Muggle she disdained. If her mentor had been here, knowing what kind of relationship problems she was facing, he would have spewed her tears with his venom. Her mentor wouldn't even allow her to date a half-blood wizard, even though he was a half-blood wizard himself.

"Hey, can I ask you for one thing?" The Squib man suddenly asked very solemnly, "One last thing." Liu Fanxu closed his eyes and was silent for a moment before replying, "What's the matter?" The Squib man breathed a sigh of relief, and said slowly, "Can you please remember my name, my time is running out, that madman is coming back, I just hope that in this world, there will be someone, even if only one person, who can remember my name." She trembled her eyelashes and promised, "Okay." The Squib man suddenly snorted in pain, he grabbed his head and touched the trunk behind him, and his voice was hoarse, reading "Franks Cook" word by word