It's okay when he doesn't speak, although the little guy is distant, but he doesn't show any special resistance.

As soon as these words came out, Glitter saw that the little one seemed to be stimulated, and his face and eyes were full of horror.

Glitter really didn't know that a single sentence could cause so much damage to the little guy.

From the moment he said this, the little guy never raised his head again, but carefully pulled the hat that was about to be lifted by the unicorn.

Groping the broken bowl from Gretel's side, the little mute was almost busy squeezing out of the gap.

Until nightfall, Glitter did not wait for him to return.

But Glitter could sense that the little one was not far from the dump.

He hid not far from the stronghold, huddled there, and listened to the sound as if he was sobbing.

Gretel thought about it for a moment and felt that he had better stop irritating the little guy.

It seems that the little guy's attitude towards him is very entangled.

On the one hand, he rescued Gretel and gave him meticulous care.

From the fact that he leans on Gretel to sleep every night, you can see that the little one is afraid of being alone.

But at the same time, on the other hand, the psychology of the little guy has always been full of vigilance.

Gretel speculated that it was probably because of his unusual one-horn.

Whether it's the wizarding world or the Muggle world, there will never be a shortage of bad guys.

It seems that the little guy has suffered an unknown amount of damage because of this one-horn.

Come to think of it, if Glitter hadn't been saved by the little guy, he would have been curious about the little guy.

Maybe he won't treat him as badly as everyone else, but essential research is inevitable.

There was nothing wrong with that, otherwise he wouldn't have allowed Dawn to do so many experiments.

As long as he can realize his ideals, he doesn't feel that he shouldn't do something that won't break the bottom line.

But after a little empathy with the little one, Gretel was able to understand the little one's guard.

It is probably difficult for a child to understand how significant it is to study his secrets.

He will simply understand that these people are using him as an object of study.

Like those in the Dawning Institute, there are no Death Eaters who are so heinous as to deserve humane destruction.

The opportunity that Gretel gave them was to cooperate with the research and reach a certain number of years, and he could give them back their freedom.

It is in this contrasting situation that when Gretel inspects the institute, he can sense some not-so-beautiful thoughts from their brains from time to time.

It's still a situation where they know the meaning behind the research and the freedom they are allowed to do in the future.

The little one is no more than six years old this year.

Whether in the wizarding world or in the Muggle world, children of this age should still be happy with their parents' knees and enjoy their free childhood life without worry.

Even the children in the welfare home, including Gretel, or the dock children he had seen, were not as miserable as the little mute.

At least, those children, and habitats, don't have to hide themselves in the garbage heap all the time, like the little ones.

Looking at the traces here, the years he lived here are not too short.

Many of the things here bear the traces of the years that belong to the little guy.

It's hard to imagine how a milk doll would have survived a few years earlier.

His single horn makes him discriminated against and deceived and I don't know how much.

Otherwise, it would not be that every time a stranger appeared here, the little mute would become like a frightened bird, huddled in the garbage heap and shivered.

Even if it was fear, he didn't dare to make too many moves, for fear of attracting the attention of others.

——

I have lived all the things in my heart in the past month, plus the performance of the little guy's daily life.

Gretel's biggest wonder is why the little guy would save himself.

The only possible reason can only be that Glitter is a wizard.

After all, when the little guy first rummaged through him, he was unceremonious.

In order to ensure that the important things on his body would not be damaged by the magic particles he fused, Glitter had always put them all in the small bag that he had applied the Traceless Stretching Charm.

In order to avoid loss, it causes the leakage of magical events.

It also has a Muggle Confusion Charm on it, guaranteeing that even if it is lost, Muggles will not be able to see anything in it that they shouldn't see.

Or maybe it's some other mess.

It just so happened that the little one came back to save him, not long after taking what was on him.

So Glitter has reason to guess if the little guy will be a child who has fallen out of the wizarding world.

Saved himself, is he longing to take him back to the wizarding world?

But at the same time, because he lives alone, he encounters an unknown number of deceptions, which causes him to lose trust in other people.

Gretel was fine when he didn't move, after all, he was like a vegetative person at that time, even if he had any bad intentions, he couldn't put it into action.

After recovering his eyesight, he can naturally find the difference in the little guy, and the single horn, even if it is covered, is too conspicuous.

Moreover, the function of speech has been restored, and Glitter believes that the little one must have been deceived because of this appearance.

But it's okay, it's just that the language is restored, and as long as the little guy stays on his guard, Gretel still can't do much.

Now it's different, Gretel's hands are back to normal, and the little guy doesn't know how much to risk when taking care of him.

If he really has evil intentions, it will be difficult for such a little guy to break free.

In a different place, if Glitter is in a situation like a little mute, he is estimated to be more stressed than him.

I can barely keep my composure now, which is rare for a little guy at his age.

Seeing that the wind outside began to howl again, Gretel thought that if he continued to consume like this, he wondered if the little one would freeze out of something because of this.

But he couldn't use words to gain the trust of the little one.

It's fine that he doesn't open his mouth every time, but when he does, the little one will stay away a little.

In the middle of the night, if Gretel spoke again, the little one might have to move himself somewhere.

Gretel had to put himself down and adjust his posture as much as possible to make himself stable.

Estimating that the time was almost up, some of them snorted contrivedly, giving the little one the illusion that he was asleep.

Sure enough, after a short while, the little one quietly poked his head in and carefully examined the scene in the shelter.

After a long time, I was half-shivering and slowly squeezed in.

However, looking at his frightened bird state, Grett felt that if he dared to make more moves that he shouldn't have, the little guy would run away.

This damn life, grinding a little guy into this way, Gretel cursed in his heart.

But he really couldn't move.

The current weather, if you really stay outside for one night, he has to freeze out if he has no magic protection now.

Not to mention such a little guy, the appearance of that little one, eighty percent of the nights will be sent by the wind and rain to see death.

Seeing that the little guy was still in that cold and fluttering appearance, Gretel pretended to be uncomfortable and secretly squeezed into the corner of the wall, leaving him as much as possible where he was already warm.

But after waiting for a long time, I didn't hear any movement from the little one.

The little one's breathing gradually calmed down, and Gretel quietly squeezed his eyes out of a slit to observe the little one's movements.

I saw that in the dark corner, the little guy had shrunk up, sandwiched his hands between his legs, and bent his legs as far as possible towards his chest and abdomen, almost shrinking the whole person into a ball.

Glitter felt that it was today's behavior that stimulated the little guy very much.

Feeling the gradual realization of his legs, Gretel, who was anxious to recover his health, suddenly felt that he was not recovering too quickly.

Seeing that the little one still lacked trust in him, Gretel felt that if he regained his ability to walk tomorrow, he would probably never see the little one again.

He also plans to return to civilized society with the little one, at least, and let him live a normal life.

If possible, he would like to see if he can help the little one regain his ability to speak.

Even if he can't, at least let him be able to communicate normally.

——

The next day, Glitter woke up after the little one made a noise.

He didn't open his eyes directly, though.

For he felt that the little one was beside him, as if he was still annoyed by something.

The hand at his side felt the temperature over there.

Gretel understood what was happening in an instant.

It seems that after he fell asleep last night, the little one rolled to his side again before he knew it.

It is also said that in such weather, in a small shelter, except for the little guy himself, there is only Gretel, a source of heat.

The cold and dew at night, the temperature is low, and the instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm will naturally make the little one look for a place that can make him warmer.

The corners of the wall over there, though covered with some cushions.

But most of the warmth that can intercept the temperature is on Gretel's bed.

With chagrin, the little guy tidied up his outfits, especially the single horn in his hair, and covered it with a hat before he got out again.

Yesterday's harvest was not very large, and they didn't have much food to save for this morning.

It's been like this for more than a month, and they don't always have enough food to fill their stomachs.

At most, the two of them didn't eat any serious food for nearly two days, and most of them lived on the heat brought by hot water.

Listening to the little guy standing outside the shelter to cheer himself up, Gretel moved his toes cautiously.

Immediately after that, his face was full of surprise, his feeling was not wrong, and his body was recovering faster and faster.

The sequelae of being swallowed by the black hole were finally gradually uprooted by his body.

In fact, the regaining sensation in his legs was not what made Gretel the happiest, what made him happiest was that he could sense a faint trace of magic in his body.

For a wizard, the most important thing is magic.

Without magic, they didn't even have Muggles to adapt to life.

But as long as there is magic, even a trace of it, it means that he can still do a lot of things.

Just like Gretel, when he doesn't have magic, he can't open the space bag he carries with him, and he can't improve the lives of the two.

Now I finally don't have to worry about when the two of them will starve to death in this garbage dump.

Gretel hurriedly mobilized his magic and looked at the contents of his small bag.

Fortunately, the black hole didn't damage anything here, whether it was a potion book or something else, it stayed in its original place.

The most important thing is little Groot, who is still in his original languishing appearance, holding his wand and falling into a deep stupor.

Last time I got Gretel back, it really took a lot of energy.

Gretel tried many things to wake it up.

Write to Newt, there is no other way for this Fantastic Beasts master.

It's just that little Groot spent too much energy to cause him to fall asleep.

But he didn't have to worry about it, the Tree Protector would rely on dormancy to alleviate his injuries.

When it recovers, it will come to its senses.

Listening to make sure the little mute was far away, Glitter crawled out of the shelter in a half-crouch and moved his stiff body.

Lying in bed for so long, thanks to his already strong body, he didn't make his body too weak.

After moving his body, Glitter climbed out of the garbage dump.

I don't know the current situation, but I don't have a lot of magic power, and I can't waste it at will.

On weekdays, when he had a thought, these things in front of him would make way for him by themselves.

Not knowing when the little one would return, Glitter felt that he had to move quickly, at least to find out where he was now.

Then I tried to contact the people of Dawn, and I don't know what happened to Dawn after he disappeared for more than a month.

Returning to civilized society, after a little look at the surroundings and the costumes of the pedestrians on the street, Glitter stayed where he was.

Dirty streets, black water everywhere, horse-drawn carriages shuttling through the streets, surrounded by low wooden houses.

Gentlemen in top hats, and ladies in tunics and umbrellas, spoke a familiar but somewhat unfamiliar language from Gretel......

After careful identification, it is clear that it is a classical language that can only be used in chanting tunes.

However, as far as the eye could see, everyone was speaking the same language, and it was not obvious that they were uncomfortable.

However, it is clear that in modern civilized society, such a cumbersome way of speaking has long been abandoned.

Only those who study classical opera, or pastors who preach in churches, will use it.

This is the way to pronounce it, and Gretel knows it.

That was when he learned from the old pastor in order to go to the church with Mrs. Swann and ask for more money.

After a short period of adaptation, Glitter turned this skill that he hadn't used for a long time out of the depths of his memory.

(End of chapter)