Chapter 1651 Haierbo's Memories

The noon sun fell into the room through the broken gauze curtains, illuminating the dusty old carpet; dark green moss had already climbed on the mottled walls due to the peeling wallpaper.

The roof, which has been in disrepair for a long time, obviously already has many cracks. The water stains caused by rain leakage not only formed strange patterns on the ceiling, but also became layer upon layer due to repeated soaking and drying.

As for the few old furniture left in the room, most of them were in dilapidated condition. Even the chairs that Erns and Haierbo were sitting on would sometimes whine overwhelmed with their small movements.

The whole house was filled with a decadent smell.

"Okay, kid...you can ask now."

In fact, ever since Hai Bo casually said this sentence while playing with the Slytherin staff that he got from Enns, the room fell into a long silence.

Of course, there were undoubtedly many doubts piling up in Ensi's mind at this moment. It's just that after Hai Erbo put on an appearance of listening calmly, Ensi suddenly didn't want to ask another question for some reason.

After all, a situation like this might not be too weird for him.

However, Hai Erbo, who was sitting by the window, had improved a lot because of the abundant time.

During the time when Ens pursed his lips and said nothing, he didn't try to urge him, but just looked at the shiny silver snake stick in his hand over and over again, as if admiring a never-ending art. The product is average.

The musty smell in the room seemed to become more obvious in this quiet space, making Ens feel that even the air was becoming more and more irritating.

"Is this a heart-breaking torture?"

Thoughts like this flashed through Ensi's mind. But soon, this kind of thought made him twitch his lips and laugh secretly.

The opponent is the despicable Hai Erbo, an ancient black wizard! Even if he wanted to harm him, it was impossible to use this so-called "psychological tactic" that only Muggles would use.

However, perhaps it was also because Hai Erbo was sitting there! The deadly solitary time like this one is even more depressing.

After staying for a few more minutes,

Finally, Ens couldn't bear the pressure that multiplied over time, and took a little deep breath.

"Hairbo, you want me to ask you a question, right? Then please tell me clearly why you brought me here? Or more precisely...why me?" Ensi stared at the window. The other side said, "Don't tell me that you just want to chat with me or something. Although I am not very old, I am not a kid to be fooled! I won't believe such nonsense .”

On the other side, Haierbo raised his head and glanced at Ensi when he finally spoke. He didn't seem to care about Enns' sharp gaze at all.

"It's not in vain for you to think about it for so long. This is indeed a good question."

After looking at Ensi, Haierbo lowered his eyes again and continued to look at the snake stick in his hand, and said slowly at the same time:

"It's just that, in fact, the most fundamental answer, I have already told you before—remember? I said that you are a descendant of Salazar Slytherin; and I am ...Well, how should I put it? His enemy?"

Haierbo said so, and suddenly he casually swayed his left hand holding the snake stick, and there were a few chuckles of unknown meaning from the shadow under the hood.

"Let me tell you the truth! The relationship between me and your ancestor Salazar Slytherin really can't be explained clearly by saying 'enemy or friend'..."

Before he knew it, Haierbo had already immersed himself in the memories of the past, and he heard him continue:

"I've known him since he was a child younger than you now—I think I was called a 'teacher' by him for more than ten years!"

"Because he was very similar to me since he was a child, he was full of desire for magic knowledge, and was even more obsessed with magic research. In order to pursue the true meaning of magic, he didn't care about things and concepts that ordinary people taboo. To be honest, that At that time, I really thought that I finally found a satisfactory apprentice."

"However," at this point, Haierbo's expression under the hood suddenly changed, "since he returned from that long trip that enriched his knowledge, although he didn't show it obviously at the beginning, I was still keenly aware of it. Seeing his change—his enthusiasm for magic has not changed, but his philosophy is different from before."

"He began to resist the taboos in magic research, began to care more about human nature and morality, and finally even had doubts about the nature of magic that I taught him personally!"

At this point, Haierbo couldn't help but shook his head, with a hint of disappointment in his tone.

"And the source of all these changes," he said in a deep voice, "is a girl about his age that he met by chance during that long trip——Royna Mira."

When he heard this somewhat strange name, Ensi couldn't help muttering in confusion:

"Roy... Namira?"

"I don't know who it is? It doesn't matter," Haier added, "You must have heard of her later name. Since she was with a man, she changed her name to 'Rowena Ravenclaw. ' is."

"what!"

When Ensi heard this, his eyes widened immediately, showing a clear expression.

And at the window, Haierbo then continued the memory just now:

"Of course, no matter what, Salazar is an apprentice wizard who I spent more than ten years training, and his talent is also really satisfactory. Although he quarreled with me once because of the concept of magic , I locked him in confinement afterwards. But at that time, I didn’t have any plans to do anything with him—teaching apprentices, naturally, it’s not always smooth sailing, is it?”

"But," Haierbo raised his eyebrows, "during the lockdown, he slipped away while I wasn't paying attention—he didn't even contact his family, so he ran to find Royna Mira alone Yes, it’s been several years since I left.”

"'Several years'?" Ensi heard this and subconsciously repeated it.

"Why? Do you think that if you live long enough, you will become indifferent to a few years?" Haierbo said indifferently, "I also live my life day by day—or rather, the more I live, the more I live. After a long time, the footprints of time become more and more clear. Only those old and confused ordinary people can make their concept of time blurred..."