39 Berklund Street, the home of the Macht family.

The night had just sunk, and the Mahet family was having dinner, because it was just a family feast, and there were not too many luxurious things on the table, just more sumptuous dishes with meat and vegetables.

Hazel pinned her long, dark green hair behind her ears with a black hairpin, and smiled brightly in her dark brown eyes.

This made her mother, Mrs. Liana Macht, who had the same dark green hair as Hazel, curious.

Her young daughter is almost the same beauty carved out of a mold as she was when she was young, and even after so many years, the years have been extremely kind to this noble lady, and have not left too many traces.

In the past two days, Hazel has gotten rid of the confusion of the previous days, and the whole person is relaxed and relieved, and her face is no longer pale, as if she has completely walked out of the horror of being attacked by rats before.

If it weren't for the fact that Hézel had little contact with outsiders except for occasional visits to the suburban manor, Liana would have thought that her daughter, who was much more mature than her peers, had met the object of her first love.

However, out of curiosity and concern, after finishing the dessert, Liana put down the fork and asked her daughter with a smile, "Have you been having a good time lately?" It's rare to see you in such a boyish posture. ”

Her mother's teasing words made Hazel's face blush slightly, but for her, who had already digested the "cheater" potion, it was no problem to perfunctory such a trivial matter.

Hazel also smiled and responded to her mother: "It's a little happy, I figured it out a little bit...... But I can't tell you. ”

"Heck, Hazel has grown up and knows how to keep her little secret."

Maury Macht said, shaking the sour cocktail with lemon juice in his hand and taking a sip with great enjoyment.

The sweetness of the berry pie that I have just eaten is just right to neutralize, but it has a strong sweetness after the sour first taste. The taste that has always been missed in his memory, and the opportunity to relive it in the comfort of his home at this time made Maury silently sigh.

That Mr. Dawn Dantès was such a good neighbor, at least when it came to personal relationships, that he could do so well that it would not be too difficult for him to integrate into the military.

As for how far he can go, there is only a limit to what Maury can do to help Dawn, but maintaining a friendly relationship is beneficial to both parties.

Hazel appropriately showed a little arrogant annoyance, and with her previous blush, it looked more like she was coquettish to her father: "I'm not a child anymore, why does my father still say that...... I'm my age, and I can't tell you everything. ”

Her daughter is good everywhere, but her personality is too much like her father, proud and unconvinced, and she is very stubborn in her bones.

Lady Liana looked at Hazel with a smile: "Of course, but there are some things that we would love to hear from you, after all, we all know that you always have your own ideas. ”

However, there is another meaning of Liana's words - if you have someone you like, you should always tell your parents so that they can make arrangements earlier.

At this, Lady Liana winked at Hazel, but her daughter did not accept the hint at all:

"I know I'll share it with you if I'm troubled."

Liana sighed silently, turned her head and saw her husband's funny eyes, and couldn't help but glance at Mori.

Seeing that Liana looked at it again, and wanted to continue to say something, Hazel, who had already quickly finished her dessert, couldn't sit still:

"I'm going back to my room to read, and I'm going to go to public school in September, so I want to understand everything first."

Hearing that his daughter was so self-motivated, Maury lifted his chin rather proudly and smiled appreciatively—the same expression he had now on that of Hazel's every time he "looked down on those noble children."

Mori nodded at his beautiful daughter: "I'm very happy to have this heart, don't push yourself too much." ”

So Hazel raised her chin even higher: "It's not 'persecution'. For me, learning was easy. ”

Liana couldn't help but smile and shake her head, and by the time she looked at Hazel's back and wondered what it was that made her daughter so happy, Maury had already drunk all the cocktails in her glass.

He glanced at his wife: "Don't worry, when I go to the public school and come into contact with more people, her temperament will also change." ”

"You know that's not what I'm worried about."

Hazel left the table briskly, walked out of the dining room and up the stairs, happily to his bedroom on the third floor.

Not to mention, Hazel also has the necklace in his hand that contains the characteristics of "Decryption Scholar".

The thing that happiest Hagiel the most is not that she will go to public school in September, but that, according to her teacher, tomorrow she will be able to help her make a potion and help her advance to Sequence Seven.

At that time, it will become easier to learn, and finding out the answers is the key to "decryption scholars", and I don't know if answering those questions during the exam is considered a kind of "decryption......

Thinking of the teacher's previous words, Hazel was proud of himself and looked forward to it.

It had been a test for her, but Hazel had passed the test, kept her composure and showed loyalty to her teacher, and her teacher was willing to give her a promotion.

Even this time, her teacher taught her more about the occult, so that Hazel's previously vague doubts were answered as they were, and she admired her teacher for her "mouse" appearance more and more.

Tomorrow Hazel will go to the manor with her mother, and for a few days, in addition to her promotion, she must seize the time to restrain her loose spirituality, so as not to be discovered when she returns to Beckland.

With the help of her teacher, Hazel was very relieved, and her full trust in her teacher was almost catching up with her attitude towards her parents.

Hazel didn't think anything was wrong.

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"Do you want to stay another day?" Liana looked at her daughter.

Hazel sat in the sofa chair with a little tiredness on her face, nodding carelessly at her mother's question, and yawning again.

She had barely slept all night because of her excitement about her adaptation last night, which caused Hazel to be spiritually weak and tired on the surface, but it gave her an excuse to stay one more day and continue her studies with her teacher.

Liana touched Hazel's hair, and with her daughter's reluctant face, she dropped a kiss on her forehead: "Okay, then I'll take the carriage back later, and you can rest well tonight." ”

"Got it, Mom, I'll be home tomorrow." Hazel gave her mother a hug and sent Liana out the door, before going upstairs to the room where she wouldn't let anyone in.

The maid in charge of guarding the room at the door bowed to Hazel: "Miss, the door has been locked, and no one has entered. ”

Hazel bowed his head coldly: "Very well, I want to rest quietly for a while, and don't let anyone disturb me." ”

It was only after the maid turned to leave that Hazel took the key from her waist and opened the door she had locked earlier, mainly to prevent someone from accidentally breaking in and seeing the special guest inside.

The black-haired, black-eyed young man in a long black trench coat sat in a soft armchair, leaning on a circle of soft cushions, leisurely playing with a colorful Rubik's cube.

The monocle was embedded in his right eye socket, and the young man's face had a slightly thoughtful look, and it was clear that his real attention was not on the square in his hand.

Such a Rubik's cube is also one of the "children's enlightenment toys" invented by Russell the Great, and when Hazel was still very young, she received this strange toy with a mechanism.

However, when she grew up, Hazel lost interest, and just left it in the manor's warehouse, along with other childhood sundries.

Now, in Hazel's eyes, it was not the young man who was spinning the Rubik's Cube, but a relatively large mouse with a smooth gray fur, that is, her "occult mentor" for a while.

Although she still doesn't know what the teacher's name is, Hazel doesn't care - the teacher is still recovering, and may even be hunted down, and she is reluctant to tell her name, maybe to prevent her from being threatened?

Hazel even spontaneously came up with a lot of explanations for her teacher, and after being promoted to "decryption scholar", she became more dependent on her teacher.

The "mouse" who turned the Rubik's Cube raised his head with a smile in his voice: "You didn't have to be in such a hurry last night. Now that you've become a 'decryptor scholar', you still have time to slowly feel your new abilities. Rest assured, extraordinary power won't fly away on its own. ”

Although the teacher's words did not mean any reprimand, Hazel's face couldn't help but turn red, and she nodded curtly: "I'm sorry, you're right, I shouldn't have behaved so gaffe, it's not a big deal......"

"Sequence 7 is just the beginning, and only when you reach Sequence 4 and become a 'parasite' like me, will you have the opportunity to touch the divinity and touch the realm of demigods and demimen. Only then will you be able to truly detach yourself from the level of ordinary people. ”

Hazel listened excitedly as her teacher told her about it, indulging in fantasies about the future.

A moth flew in from outside the house, landed on a window frame, and then stealthily circled behind the couch and climbed up the seat along the armrest.

The "mouse" tilted his head, as if listening to something, and then looked into Hazel's expectant eyes.

The corners of the young man's mouth gradually hooked: "Tomorrow I will accompany you back to Berklund Street, which will also make it easier for us to communicate and continue your occult course, so that you don't have to worry about me leaving the manor alone." ”

Hazel couldn't help but smile: "Okay! Then we'll take the carriage back tomorrow! ”