【HP】Elvira’s Unicorn Garden

"You lost again, Letoria." The wizard's chessboard was rearranged again, and the black-haired boy directed his camp's "knight" action to capture another of the opponent's chess pieces.

This is already the third game he has won against Letoria today.

"You can actually change your opponent, such as Edgar." The blond boy responded quietly to the man. The boy turned the pages of the Wizard's Daily in his hand and continued reading.

Following Abraxas' movements, the emerald gem set in the family ring worn by the young man on his thumb shimmered with light.

The black lake water hit the fan-shaped glass skylight of the Slytherin lounge again and again, and the light from the lounge hit the gorgeous emerald gem.

The elegance and magnificence of the emerald ring are stunning, but it is also a symbol of power and status.

"We can play a game, Abraxas." The young man chuckled a few times, and the chess game ended with the young man's carelessness and the other young man's lament.

Rudolph once again defeated Letoria.

"The 'Director of the Department for the Management and Control of Magical Creatures' who just took the stage at the Ministry of Magic was almost pulled down." Edgar folded the wizard's daily newspaper in his hand and placed it on the ancient wooden table. It’s not even a month yet.”

He had learned about the Director of the Department of Magical Creatures from his father's letters. He was indeed a rare genius.

"Those old guys can't beat Bock?" Letoria took the newspaper from Orion's hand. This topic happened to attract the young man who had experienced several failures.

It is clear that those old guys have the ability to bring down Old Lord Roxton, the former Minister of the Ministry of Magic.

"Someone is protecting him." The blond boy put down the newspaper in his hand and raised his chin slightly. Abraxas's voice was very soft, but when he spoke, the entire rest area gradually began to quiet down.

"I can't think of anyone who would protect him." A senior Slytherin boy said, "Who would protect a half-blood who was born into a Muggle family."

Or, in other words, what kind of benefits did the half-blood born into a Muggle family give the 'mysterious man' to keep him?

"Maybe that 'mysterious man' doesn't need any chips." The boy who had been quiet for a long time suddenly said, there is a possibility that has been lingering in the minds of the pure-blood boys.

But no one dares to judge directly.

After all, there is already a Dark Lord in the wizarding world.

Rudolf glanced slightly at Rawlis, who was sitting opposite him. The corners of the black-haired boy's lips curved in an unknown arc.

This 'negotiation' was over, and the pure-blood teenagers chose to go back to the dormitory to rest, or go to the lounge.

In the lounge, some senior students can be seen reviewing the course content, because the ‘O.W.L’ and ‘N.E.W.T’ wizarding level exams will be waiting for them soon.

The little girl was huddled on the black leather sofa in front of the fireplace. In comparison, the black leather sofa was really too big and could fully accommodate the little girl and allow her to huddle in.

Perhaps because she fell asleep, the little girl's hand was covered with the copy of "Defense Against the Dark Arts: Curses and Counter-Curses" on her body.

The blond boy raised his hand slightly, and the pure-blood boys beside Abraxas lowered their voices and began to 'disperse' to do their own things.

They understood the hint given by the leader of the pure-blood circle in front of them.

One of the teenagers nodded in the direction of Abraxas, turned around and left the Slytherin lounge with a very slight movement.

The blond boy needed someone to find Slytherin’s prefect ‘Alice Grindelwald’.

The young man took off his robe to reveal his slender figure, and Abraxas walked lightly towards where the little girl was.

Some Slytherins in the lounge noticed the boy's movements and looked in the direction of the boy. There was a little girl with light blond hair curled up on the sofa near the fireplace.

The little girl looked very well-behaved when sleeping, but her face was extremely pale.

The Slytherins unconsciously relaxed their movements, and even the sound of turning books was deliberately muted.

Abraxas carefully covered the little girl with his robe.

The fire in the fireplace was still burning brightly, and just by standing next to the little girl, the boy could feel the hot breath blowing on his face.

But even so, Avila's body was still trembling as she curled up on the sofa and fell asleep.

The young man stretched out his hand to feel the temperature of the little girl's forehead, then took out his wand and cast a few warming spells on the little girl in a low voice.

After learning that the little girl's body temperature was normal, Abraxas let out a long breath in a low voice, and the boy felt relieved at this moment.

Abraxas wanted to wait until Elvira woke up and let the little girl tell him what he should ask.