"Let's go inside."

Scott held his wand in one hand and pushed the door open with the other.

The sound of the piano became clear.

Scott glanced back at Roger and walked straight into the activity room.

The classical music club's activity room is very tall and spacious, with different instruments and chairs stacked all over the room, which looks a little cluttered.

Creak.

Behind him, the door to the activity room was shut.

Scott turned his head to look, and it was Roger who closed the door.

[How did you get in?] ］

Scott asked with a look in his eyes.

[I don't think we need someone to take the lead.] ］

Roger replied with a look in his eyes.

Scott gave him another look of disdain.

He didn't care if Roger was afraid of the terrifying atmosphere of the abandoned dungeon outside the door, and turned his head and walked towards the place where the piano sounded.

Scott and the four of them weaved through the chairs, music stands, and various musical instruments to see the piano in the innermost part of the activity room.

It was a huge black piano, the streamer surface glittering in the light of a dozen candles on a floor-to-ceiling candlestand.

Caccini sat in front of the piano in a black men's gown, his hands playing smoothly on the keys.

The beautiful sound of the piano flowed like flowing water.

Scott only glanced at Caccini, who was playing the piano, and his eyes were fixed on Miss Graplan, who was standing next to the piano.

The teaching assistant leaned against the piano, her slender legs stretched out in leggings and over-the-knee boots.

She had a pipe in her hand, and her mouth was suffocating.

Seeing the arrival of the four Scotts, a warm smile bloomed on her round face, and she waved her hand casually.

Then she gestured to the four boys in silence.

Scott nodded.

He and his roommates stood still, silently listening to Caccini's finish.

Caccini's eyes were slightly closed, his expression was calm, and his body swayed gently to the music.

Until the sound of the tinkling piano stopped, Caccini's hands were raised, and the movement remained unchanged for a while.

After a few more moments, she finally opened her eyes.

"How?"

Her originally calm expression instantly changed to what Scott saw them during the day, like a ruffian boy.

She stood up, gently closed the lid of the piano, and stared at Milton, one of the four boys.

"It's a piece I wrote myself." She laughed and said, "What do you think, Milton." ”

"It's the most beautiful new song I've heard this year." Milton's sincere compliment.

"yes, it's also my most satisfying work." Caccini said without modesty, "It's called Caccini." ”

"Nice, Caccini!" Graplan, still leaning on the piano, applauded softly.

Caccini thanked her and asked Smilton, "What do you think, Milton?" ”

"Is it called Caccini?" Milton took a step forward, "This piece is about the former Caccini. ”

The cheerful smile on Caccini's face paused, and soon became natural again.

"yes, the former Caccini." She walked up to Graplan's side, leaning back on the piano as well, "I'm glad you could hear it, Milton, and it's you." ”

Milton looked straight at her, not seeming to understand what she meant.

"I want to thank you, Milton." "If it weren't for your great musical talent, how could I have made such a piece?" ”

"Thanks for the compliment." Milton said.

Caccini laughed, laughing for a moment before continuing, "Aren't you humble or complimenting me on my musical talent?" ”

Milton was silent.

"Okay, okay." Caccini smiled and shook his head, "It's still not difficult for you, we all know how good your original talent is, and I would never have been able to write a song of this level." ”

Milton remained silent, seemingly acquiescing to Caccini's words.

In this regard, except for Miss Graplan, who was a little surprised, everyone else looked as usual.

When it comes to music, Milton is very serious and will never say anything against his will.

"I love your musical talent." Caccini walked up to Milton and said, "It allows me to express myself more freely, and I have to say, it's a great feeling." ”

Milton nodded.

Caccini laughed again.

"But that's it." She said with a sigh, "For me in the past, music was the most important thing; But for me now, strength is the most important thing. ”

As she spoke, she put her hand on Milton's shoulder.

Milton shook his shoulder, but didn't shake off her hand, and let it go.

"Hey, Mir." Caccini leaned into Milton's ear and spoke, "Want to get it back?" We all regret trading with Miss Slytherin, don't we? ”

Her "whispering" this time did not lower her voice, causing it to be heard by all.

"Moreover, I found that my talent can only be used better in myself." She continued, "It's like music, it took me a lot of time to finish a song, and you used to write good songs that were not inferior to Caccini. ”

She whispered a little too much in Milton's ear, but this time Milton's reaction was a little bigger, and he quickly took several steps back, completely free of Caccini's hand.

Milton had always resisted anyone approaching him, even Scott and his friends, whose most intimate action was just a pat on the shoulder.

This is also the reason why Scott said he was asexual.

"If I can get it back." Milton said to the somewhat stunned Caccini, "I promised to get it back, do you have a way to get it back?" ”

Caccini put away his stunned expression and turned to look at Grappland behind her.

The four boys followed his gaze as well.

"Don't be so serious." Grapeland said with a smile.

The smile on her face still has a strong affinity.

She walked over to Caccini, puffing out a puff of smoke from her mouth.

"Isn't magic good?" She asked Milton, "With a combination of magical talents, you can become a wizard more powerful than you are." ”

Scott, who was a little shorter than her, looked up at her.

"It doesn't matter if you can be a powerful wizard or not, Miss Graplan," he said. ”

"Looks like you really want to switch back." Graplan's eyes stared into Milton's eyes, "Then swap." ”

At this time, Scott couldn't help but speak.

"Are you sure you can do that? Miss Graplan. He asked calmly.

"Oh, Scott." Graplan's gaze looked at Scott, "Do you think, you've been watching me since just now, do you think I look like a dark wizard hiding at Hogwarts?" ”

Scott didn't answer her question.

He just stared at her, waiting for her to answer his questions.

"Oh well, you ask me if I can do it, if I can exchange the talents of these two little wizards back." She took another deep puff on the pipe in her hand, "Of course, of course I can't do it, but someone can." ”

Scott was about to say Medea's name when Grapeland spoke, "I'm not talking about Miss Slytherin. ”