"Potter, take off the bow tie.
That's too Potter. "
"Hey,
Potter is not an adjective at all! And — don't you think bow ties are cool?
Are Turkish hats cool too? "
"It's very Potter's aesthetic."
"Professor!"
When the "Porcelain Scammer" woke up,
That was what she heard. It sounded like a cold man and a passionate young man were arguing. He sat up while holding the back of his bandaged head.
The black-haired young man was at a loss to find that he was lying on a single bed, but there were strange objects everywhere. It did not seem to be a bedroom.
He carefully got up and sat up.
The young man touched the white cabinet with a tray beside the bed.
It was cold to the touch, like it was made of iron, but it was unusually smooth. It did not seem like something he was familiar with.
"He's awake!" The black-haired young man was startled when he suddenly heard the teenager's clear voice.
He looked up in the direction of the voice.
He found two strangely dressed people standing on the second floor, looking down from the iron railing.
They should be the two people who were arguing just now.
Looking at the situation, it seemed that they had saved him?
The two of them quickly went downstairs and came to the young man.
The teenager with the same black hair — who looked to be thirteen or fourteen years old — rushed to him first.
He asked directly, "Do you remember what happened before you fainted?"
The young man opened his mouth.
He answered honestly, "I was standing by the lake at that time, and I was suddenly hit by a blue box that fell from the sky..."
He still remembered! Harry frowned. Just as he was worrying about how to compensate him, he heard the young man ask, "Excuse me... What is this place?"
"The relative dimension of time and space... I mean, Tadis. But it doesn't matter... "Anyway, in the end, it was a small accident that would be solved by forgetting everything." Professor, please check the young man's body again. "
However, the young man stood up warily. He was not as soft and easy to talk to as he looked. Harry immediately saw from his small movements that this was a person who had been on the battlefield. However, when he thought about the era outside, it seemed to be quite understandable.
The young man's vigilant gaze swept over Harry and Snape's unusual clothes, as well as the wand that Snape was already holding in his hand. He frowned. "Who are you? Where the hell am I? Also, what exactly happened? " As he spoke, he stepped back and accidentally bumped into the iron frame behind him. He couldn't help but cry out in pain.
In the end, this young man was injured by their mistake. Seeing this, Harry hurriedly went forward to help him sit up. He explained, "My name is Daniel, and he is Allan. We are just passing by. We are not important people. As for where you are, well, you're in our house. We accidentally bumped into you, so we pulled you in to treat your injuries … "
"My name is Merlin … Did you hit me?"
"Uh …" Harry was still thinking about how to deal with this traffic accident when Snape, who had been leaning against the wall without saying a word, suddenly stood up and said in surprise, "Merlin?"
Snape's tone was quite profound. The black-haired young man tugged at his scarf, a little nervous. "You've heard of me?"
Harry finally reacted. The hand that was holding Merlin suddenly bounced away, and he impatiently stuck to her again. "You are Merlin? That Merlin? The great magician Merlin?! "
Harry's voice was getting louder and louder. Merlin, who was already a little dizzy, almost fainted, but she still nodded twice in the shaking. Seeing that the two did not look afraid or hostile, she carefully asked, "You … should be wizards too, right? I saw his weapon … "
Snape looked down at his wand and nodded.
Harry excitedly pushed the Potions Professor forward and introduced him to Merlin. "He is also Slytherin!"
Merlin looked at Snape blankly and asked doubtfully, "Mr. Allan Slytherin?"
Snape facepalmed. What was this guy doing? Then, he made an apologetic gesture to Merlin, reached out and pulled Harry aside, yelling at him, "What nonsense are you talking about? What do you mean he is also Slytherin? "
Harry simply wanted to get close to Merlin. "Isn't Merlin also Slytherin's student?"
Snape really admired Potter. He spat out a mouthful of venom and said, "Use your brain, which is no better than a troll's. Merlin and King Arthur are both people from the fourth or fifth century. Salazar Slytherin was at least born in the tenth century. Even if Merlin lived until then, why would she go to Hogwarts to experience the life of a student?" He was more than qualified to be an honorary director of the school. That was an auspicious sign!
Harry was completely confused. "But Merlin is Slytherin's student … Didn't you write that in the welcome letter?" He had attended Slytherin's school several times, so he remembered it clearly.
That's just PR, okay?! Snape once again looked down on Potter's IQ. "I also said that Kappa was born in Mongolia!"
Harry had to reflect on his critical spirit. How could he have believed this lie for so many years? But he did suspect that with how prideful Slythrin was, he would make a big deal out of it if he really had a disciple like Merlin. At that time, he thought that it was because the other schools were suppressing Slytherin …
Merlin, who did not understand the situation, stood up again. She looked at the two people who were whispering and was very surprised. "You are talking about Arthur … Did I hear Arthur's name?"
Harry looked back at Merlin, and his long-forgotten IQ suddenly came back to him. Many keywords were connected in his mind: lake, island, Merlin, King Arthur … He seemed to know what had happened.
Merlin's pale face flashed with grief, longing, and regret. Finally, she managed to keep calm. "You mentioned Arthur." This time, it was an affirmative sentence.
Seeing that the two of them only looked at each other but did not speak, Merlin sat back on the edge of the bed. He held his forehead and smiled bitterly.
"He was too young when he died."
Harry was not sure how old Merlin was now, but judging from her voice and appearance, she was only in her twenties. He was far from the white-haired old wizard in the textbooks, and had not learned how to suppress all the grief in his heart. The young wizard, who had just said goodbye to his fated friend, picked up the mourning that was interrupted by Tadis.
"… He was too young. He still had too much glory and glory to achieve …" When he said goodbye to the boat, Arthur's clean and handsome face was no different from when he was sleeping, and the luster on his blond hair was not dimmed at all. "And I still have a long time to live …"
Long enough to forget the joy of drinking and talking with Arthur, long enough to be indifferent to this moment of grief. To be precise, this was the most torturous thing for the young wizard.
All the wizards had learned about the friendship between Merlin and Arthur in the history of magic. Although it was only a few paragraphs in the reading materials, it was a supplement to various great deeds of Merlin, but the consensus was that they were best friends.
And they met Merlin, who had just said goodbye to Arthur.
Although Snape had no interest in personal worship, he could not calm down when he suddenly met the greatest wizard in the legends. So he nudged Harry, meaning that he was more suitable for comforting people. Snape did not have much experience in comforting people, and the way he dealt with Harry obviously did not work on Merlin.
Harry hesitated and sat next to Merlin, just in time to hear the greatest wizard repeating a sentence, "And I still have a long time to live …"
His hand, which was about to put on Merlin's shoulder, froze. Harry heard a familiar ominous tone from the former's voice. He looked carefully at Merlin's face, although it was covered by shadows, but there was already a mixture of grief and determination.
After hesitating for a while, Harry withdrew his hand and said in a muffled voice, "I won't forget."
"So long …" Merlin did not seem to hear what Harry was saying.
But the teenager continued, "If it's something really important and engraved in your heart, you won't forget it. Time can dilute it, can wear it down, can make it unrecognizable, but if it's something really important and engraved in your heart, no matter how long it has been, how many times it has been reincarnated, when you think of it, it will always return to its original state, and then here … "Harry pointed to his heart," here will be painful. "
Time would change everything, but the truly important and unforgettable things, love and death, no matter what was happening in front of him, would still cause his heart to twitch when he thought of them and mentioned them.
"Sometimes forgetting is actually a better choice, but we never choose it." We never choose the best solution.
Let the world fall apart, let me rest in peace, let Nihon come, let all the crying disappear …
But we never choose the best solution. We always have to stab the thorns into the chest.
Merlin finally looked up, wanting to take a look at the shocked child, but she found that the child was not looking at her, but at a point in the void in front of him. When she turned her head again, the man with a serious expression was staring at the child, his eyes deep.
No matter who Harry's words comforted, Merlin's mood finally stabilized.
Snape breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, he frowned slightly. He thought that they had just bumped into an ordinary person from the Middle Ages, but now they had to give up the idea of "forgetting everything" on Merlin, and then Tadis became something difficult to explain.
Looking at Harry again, Little Potter did not seem to be worried about this. He was chatting up Merlin, "Are you hungry?"
Merlin was stunned for a moment, and then her stomach growled … The greatest wizard blushed slightly. He was supposed to have a bag with him, but he did not replenish his dry food on the way.
Food could not be conjured, this was the law learned in the first grade, so they had to go out of Tadis to find food.
Snape stared at Harry, waiting to see how he would explain that "the inside is bigger than the outside", but the child walked to the control panel, which was the object that Merlin's eyes flashed with a strange light, and thought for a moment, "Let me think of a suitable place to eat … Why did we come to the Middle Ages? There were only Viking pirates, the Crusades, and the Black Death … "
Hearing his nagging, Snape suddenly had a bad premonition.
Harry continued, "Ah, no, there's something fun! Let me think, the Renaissance … "
The boy pulled his bow tie, and his eyes flashed with a strange light (?!). He held the control stick with one hand and moved the needle forward until it reached the second half of the sixteenth century. His movements were pleasant and natural, as if he was dancing.
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