In an instant, the ink on the white paper was messily mixed together, and it quickly formed a picture.

The drawings are ever-changing, but they are like stick figures.

At the end of the day, all the stick figures suddenly appeared, outlining a bizarre circular pattern.

The pattern is not complicated at first glance, but in fact there are various small lines outlined. Its outer edge is a river that circles around it, with waves inward, and various weapons float and sink in it, faintly, and it can be seen that there are three creatures at the bottom that defy the "gravity" and swim against the current.

In the center of the pattern is a spine-like wand, and at all the "joints", a skull grinning is faintly visible, and a pair of bone wings and a pair of bone claws extend from the central node, as if to drag the observer into the abyss.

On the periphery of the wand is a circle, and outside the circle is a triangle, which is the main frame inside, and near the frame, countless roots-like beings spread, wrapping around the frame and intertwining with each other.

From a distance, it looks like a triangular eye on the inside, with a vertical line in the middle of the pupil - and on the outside, it is a container that traps the "eye".

Just when the final pattern was formed, the white paper emitted a silver-blue light, but the silver-blue light floated from the paper, and then, the silver-blue pattern light flew somewhere, and the white paper returned to dullness.

- The direction of the silver-blue pattern is someone.

"Long time no see, never again." Nicol Lemay looked at the painting and whispered.

He trembled over to the fireplace, raised his right hand, and watched as the white paper slowly turned to ashes in the fireplace.

……

"Fleur?!"

Ricardo watched in amazement as little Fleur sat on the couch in the hall, her slightly damp hair indicating that she had just taken a shower.

"Huh? Yes! ”

The little girl was also startled when she saw him, and the wand that had dried her hair with a spell fell to the ground, and she was a little surprised.

The little girl who had just finished taking a bath had a red face, her lips were red and delicate, her slightly dried hair hung down in front of her fair collarbone, the corners of her eyes were slightly raised, and her sky-blue pupils were blurred like a light gauze and fog cage due to the loss of focus, with a hint of charm.

The long line of snow was covered by Kan, and the water beads slid down her collarbone, dripping wet her blouse and making her faint a little deeper.

The sense of innocence brought by the bath was intertwined with the seductive feeling of Fleur herself, and Ricardo glanced at it, then quickly closed it, and when she opened it again, she had returned to the teacher's desireless demeanor.

"Because of the sudden appearance of an acquaintance, the wand is missing, Fleur Delacour, the future of your reflexes is worrying."

Hibiscus:......

No, am I being ignored?

"It's because it's your ......"

She tried to say something, but in exchange for Ricardo's outrageously calm analysis:

"So that means that if someone uses my appearance to carry out various forms of sneak attacks on you, you will lose your basic judgment ability, and then the basic offensive ability of things will be captured......"

The words made Fleur's pupils lose focus again, of course, this time the situation was different from before.

By the time Ricardo finished his education, Fleur was already in a daze as if she had been in an ominous situation.

"What? Now dizzy again? ”

Ricardo frowned and poked a hand on Fleur's forehead, but the afterglow unconsciously glanced down slightly.

The girl's fragile neck and delicate collarbones are exposed, with a whiteness like first snow.

"I didn't ...... It's okay! ”

Fleur straightened up in a panic, indicating that she was fine.

The fingertips were cold, but they tickled her heart.

"So ......" Ricardo didn't think much about it either, and instead asked:

"How did you get here? You and Mr. Lemay...... Also recognized? ”

"When I copied the book for you," Fleur took a long time to get back to normal, "Principal Maxime introduced me to Madame de Lemay once, and then found out that my parents knew them well. ”

"That's right...... So now this is? Ricardo understood, and nodded.

"My parents told me to spend Christmas lunch with them and come back in the evening," said Fleur, standing up, "and then I had just helped Madame Lemay hoe back the goblin and take a bath." ”

"Okay. But—so—you haven't asked Mr. Lemay for a spell yet?! It's soul damage! ”

Ricardo thought of the lost soul, and his voice was a little hurried.

"Do you remember this?!" Fleur's focus is completely different from his, but the naked eye can see the excitement between her eyebrows.

"What a ...... Alas," Ricardo shook his head, and he had forgotten about it after he had been in a hurry that day, and had given her a cure.

This time, the situation was slightly worse than before, and if it weren't for Ricardo's recent delving into soul magic, I don't think I would have felt it.

"Sit down." Ricardo pressed Fleur's shoulder—the delicate snow nearly let his hand slip down—motioned for her to sit down, then reached out and placed it on top of her head.

"It's ...... Do? Fleur asked curiously.

"This is called the immortal to stroke your top and break the heavenly spirit." Ricardo uttered a Celestial dialect that Fleur didn't understand, and then chanted the spell, and then a white light rose from his fingertips and poured into Fleur's brain.

It's therapy, it's memory indoctrination.

In fact, Fleur Delacul's soul didn't hurt much at all, and Ricardo had so much damage in his third year.

But this is someone he cares about after all, and that injury is also prone to adverse consequences, and the combination of the two factors makes Ricardo unusually worried.

As for why not teach spells by hand, but memory transmission? After all, Ricardo has been busy lately, and instilling it with memory is the best option.

After being indoctrinated so many times, finally, it was his turn to indoctrinate someone else.

"That's it!" Ricardo himself didn't notice it, and he breathed a sigh of relief, "You pay attention to learning more about that magic, it focuses on soul level healing, and it is different from those hospitals. ”

"How long have you had this magic?"

Fleur interrupted him abruptly.

"Half a year, what's wrong?" Ricardo was puzzled.

"In other words, you were affected by the soul damage of the dark arts for the first four years?"

Fleur's voice was a little low and terrifying, like seeing an old mother who secretly went to an Internet café to play games.

"Okay...... I have a strong soul, and ...... "all those miscellaneous diseases were thrown at the garbage dump last year - phew, second personality."

"Humph!"

The little girl looked very angry, staring at Ricardo with a pair of big Kazlan eyes, from anger to distress.

Ricardo was also panicked by the distress in his heart, and hurriedly said, "I...... I'm going to help Madame de Lemay! ”

Looking at the back of the boy leaving, Fleur endured and endured, but still asked softly:

"So if it were me, if those people were pretending to be me, would you ...... How? ”

The boy in front of him stopped slightly, and stood still as if in thought.

Soon firm words came out of his mouth:

"I wouldn't be indistinguishable. Definitely not. ”

……