Hufflepuff never works overtime

Normal?

Her little head raised in confusion, and Faise blinked her eyes, "But Mom, isn't it bad to lie?"

"Face, you have to know that the process of interacting with people is like this," Irene pulled out a sarcastic smile, and she actually wanted to teach her daughter what she hates the most, "In order to integrate into a group, you have to do If you don't compromise, not everyone will tolerate you as infinitely as your parents, you have to be considerate of others."

It doesn't matter... other people's thoughts, I just want to give myself a little rest, can't I?

Faith lowered her head almost to her chest, her hands ravaged the corners of her clothes, and the room fell silent after no one spoke, except for the occasional sound of kitchen utensils rubbing against each other from the direction of the kitchen.

"Don't let mom worry about it? Mom knows that Faise is an obedient child, you can do it, right?"

I can feel the impatience, anxiety and worry emanating from the mother. The woman has started to take off her makeup after a long day at work. Even so, she tries to keep herself as dignified in front of the children as possible.

Faise finally chose to compromise, she raised her head and looked at her mother with gentle eyes, "I see, Mom."

After getting the answer she wanted, Irene felt as if someone had pinched her heart, and looked at her daughter hesitantly. From those water-green eyes, there was no estrangement but gentleness, just like her father.

She half-kneeled in front of her daughter, stretched out her hands tremblingly to wrap her small body in her arms, "Thank you, Faith, I'm sorry..."

Irene's crying and apologetic voice rang in his ears, Faise patted her on the back with her hand, and fell into the same illusion as before under the strong emotion of her mother.

The difference from before is that this time the little self hugged her tenderly and said, "It's okay mom, I'm still here, I'll make you happy all the time."

In the tighter and tighter embrace of her mother, Faith knew that since then she had been carrying her mother's expectations and the motivation to live on. It was probably the first time she felt that love was not so selfless.

Love has become her responsibility.

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Now that she has agreed to her mother, she has to be a good child who blends in with her classmates.

Fortunately, it is not difficult for Faise to have a good relationship with others. She has gentleness, empathy, and a fairly good appearance. After half a month of hard work, she has harvested her first Friend - Doris Smith.

The reason for choosing Doris is also very simple. In order to ease the pain of going to school, she tries to find people who will not have negative mood swings to stay with, and these children are often the leaders in the class.

Although I have been around Doris frequently, some troubles that I would never have before have come to me-the hostility of Doris’s previous friends, the need to participate in some group activities that show closeness, and the need to integrate into the other party’s huge and complicated communication lock up.

But it doesn't matter, these troubles are no longer a problem when she brings Doris to Irene, and the satisfied and gratified eyes of the other party are no longer a problem.

After all, that’s what relationships are for, isn’t it?

That's how it should be... that's it.

As long as she gives as much as possible and is kind to others, although she will be tired and lose some, she can make her mother happy and relieved, and she can have a relatively stable life.

It's a pity... people's desires have no bottom line, and children are no exception.

As the acquaintance inevitably increased, even though Faise tried to cheer them up as much as possible, they still felt that it was not enough, and even resented that others were treated like this, and wished she could do better. many.

The emotions of the people around her were always so ups and downs, and their demands were trivial, and it was impossible for Doris to take care of herself all the time, so when the other party was not in class, Faise would choose to go to the original rabbit area to stay alone.

It happened that after being promoted to the third grade, due to the re-classification, Doris was busy establishing her status in the new class at that time—running for some cadre positions and establishing a good relationship with the teacher, so Faise gained a lot of freedom time.

Once again, when she was feeding the little rabbit in her 'exclusive' sanctuary, a little bit of grievance and sadness floated from behind the rabbit cage.

Faise didn't plan to deal with this unexpected guest at first, presumably the other party would find such a place to vent, and she didn't want anyone to disturb her.

But the other party seemed to be getting more and more 'arrogant', but after a while, the sound of weeping came over, and the taste of grievance and resentment became stronger and stronger.

Oh...it's a girl.

Faith patted her trouser legs helplessly and stood up. She herself hated this self-inflicted behavior in her heart, but her legs still walked towards the source of sadness honestly.

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The author's words:

It's so heavy... In the next chapter, Miss Granger must appear to liven up the atmosphere ╰(*°▽°*)╯

Chapter 120 Seven Redemption

Only after uncovering the scar buried deep in her heart did Faise discover that it seemed to have never healed—maybe it was because she was always brooding over the grievances and injustices she suffered at that time.

Even now, once she touched this area, when she tried to take that step, there was still a bleeding wound hidden under the scab that had already scabbed, causing her to withdraw her leg in pain.

At this point, Faise paused for a moment, and while moistening her throat, she concealed the shyness that had begun to rise due to being stared at by the other party's distressed eyes.

Shyness is shy, but the amazing thing is that when she told Hermione about the past that she never shared with anyone, even though she could have predicted the other party's reaction long ago, she was actually bathed in the other party's love and affection. , the bloody wound didn't seem to hurt so much anymore.

Since meeting each other, this person always seems to be helping her to break through the invisible boundary. Of course, the fearless little lion sometimes rushes too fast, and she needs to breathe for a while to keep up.

From birth to now, she has met so many and so few people, and there are very few people who can be kept in her heart. Among them, only the encounter with one person is worth remembering for her life , this person is Hermione Granger.

Of course, it is impossible for her to tell the other party directly about the above-mentioned part, otherwise she will appear to be hypocritical...

"You know what happened after I met you," Faith looked at the other party's trembling pink nose, and held Mao Mao's big face with her hands a little unaccustomed, "After my mother passed away, I got what she left for me. Only then did I realize that this ability should be inherited from the family—it’s just that I woke up unexpectedly early, and learned how to use it when I needed it through the contents inside…”

Hermione is no longer interested in delving into what the other party's abilities are. She frowned and looked at the girl in front of her, and used an understatement to describe things that she didn't even know. She felt both angry and distressed. Don't ask, this person will definitely be able to hold back for a lifetime.

"Don't look at me like that..."

Faith's face was illuminated by the flickering candlelight. She didn't know whether it was the firelight or shyness. There was a layer of blush on her fair skin. She calmly withdrew her hands and eyes from Hermione's face. Cool fingers hid in the quilt and stirred together.

"It's all over, haven't you been with me all the time?"

Hermione's voice was suppressed a little hoarse, "You never told me... these things, if I had known earlier..."

Faise shook her head to indicate that the other party didn't need to continue talking, she gently held the cat's paw that scratched the pillow beside her, "You don't need to deliberately do anything, from the moment you appeared in front of me, there is A lot of things have changed."

"You definitely don't know, you were really special to me when I was a child... Actually, I don't know how to describe my heart at that time." I think you're troublesome."

"Troublesome?" Hermione was slightly taken aback.

"Ordinary children will be happy because I help them on duty, will be happy because I give them snacks, and will be happy because I can borrow them to copy their homework, but you won't..."

"Not only will you not be happy, but you will even be angry," Faith recalled that the angry little lion taught herself an afternoon, and she couldn't help but burst into a smile.

"But...you will be unhappy because I didn't do well in the exam, you will be unhappy because I was called on, you will be unhappy because I didn't answer your words, you will be unhappy because I can't accompany you..."

Faise murmured while twisting her fingers, "At that time, I couldn't understand why I became such an important part of your mood. You must know that before that, even Doris, who was closest to me, would not These things happen."

"But fortunately, you are a person who can say whatever you have, and you are not happy. It is written directly on your face. If you don't answer everything I ask, I really don't know that you will be weird because of these things. things are affected."

With the nostalgia in the other party's tone and the smile in the corner of the eyes, Hermione seemed to be pulled back to the days that were extremely contradictory to her following Faith's statement.

Her tense nerves also slowly eased, and she let the little golden head rest on her shoulder meekly.

Faith rubbed her head against the other person's shoulder, and found a comfortable position, "Maybe because I was a bit stubborn at the time, except for my mother, I have never been so eager to make someone happy."

"The way to make you happy is also very simple - just a piece of biscuit, play games together, play the piano together, do homework together, listen to you read... Then your unconcealable joy will float to me,"

"As time goes by, I can't stop this kind of behavior, but I don't simply like that kind of joy, I just want to make you happy. I couldn't understand it at the time, but now I seem to understand a little bit,"

Faith showed a slight smile, "Because what makes you happy is not what I 'did', but what 'I' did."

"It's really good to meet you..." Hermione hugged her petite body tightly, trying to use actions to express what vain words could not express.

Faise slowly tightened her hand holding Hermione's hospital gown, enjoying the warm hug from her.

Although now she can no longer feel other people's emotions uncontrollably, but the pity and distress of the other party are still transmitted to her heart without any barriers.

"No matter what, I will never leave you just because you expressed your thoughts." Hermione's tone and eyes were very serious, as if making a solemn oath, "so I hope you will do whatever you want to do in the future." If you want to do something, or if you don’t want to do it, you can tell me directly, even if it’s just a small thing.”

Faise looked at the other party's expectant eyes, rubbed her nose carefully with her fingertips, "Then... the tail, let me play again?"

"Ah, this won't work."

"Rejected so quickly!" Faith puffed her cheeks and looked at the ruthless big cat, "Didn't you ask me to say something!"

"But I didn't promise you either. I'll agree to whatever you say."

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Author's Word:

Finally!Finished the thread of Xiao Feisi's past~

Due to the limitation of the author's writing style, I can only express it to this extent. It's a pity that I can't describe all the thoughts in my heart (>?ω`< )

Chapter 120 Eight Mutations

The two men completely forgot about the search for silver watches and diaries, and chatted enthusiastically about interesting things in elementary school. No matter what age, the past always seems to be an endless topic.

Things that would be embarrassing or regretful when I was young, after time has passed, have turned into anecdotes that can be shared generously—of course, the embarrassing content will still be embarrassing.

It wasn't until the bell rang at 11 o'clock in the empty school hospital that Faise smiled unsatisfactorily, "It feels like we have overdrawn the interesting things we could talk about when we became old ladies."

"It's okay," Hermione stretched her paws forward, the fur on her body suddenly exploded and then slowly became soft, she stretched comfortably, "We will talk about Hogwarts at that time, it must be very interesting."

Faith chuckled, "That's right."

She took the spoils she had been waiting for for a long time, and Hermione also poked her head over, "Are you going to start the show?"

"My ability doesn't require spells, and there won't be any cool special effects..."

Seeing the two constantly shaking triangles in front of her eyes, Faith stretched out her hand tentatively. Before her fingers could touch the tuft of fur, the ear on that side automatically drooped down as if a sensor was installed. Min didn't seem to notice at all either.

"Do you need me to prepare something for you?" Hermione looked at him curiously, her eyes widened, and she kept shaking her head because she wanted to see what Faith was doing.

"You just need to be quiet." Faith stopped the shaking electric fan next to her from attracting her attention with a grin. She simply touched Malfoy's silver watch, and immediately frowned.

When the finger touched the silver watch, the latest mood swing at the time point was ridicule.

In the illusion, Faise 'saw' the wanton smile on the corner of the boy's mouth with pale blond short hair, "My father told me that the secret room was opened 50 years ago, and he refused to say who opened it, only Said the man was fired, and a Mudblood died the last time the Chamber of Secrets was opened,"

The excitement in Malfoy's voice couldn't be concealed, "So it's only a matter of time before someone dies this time, I hope it's Granger who died!"

Faith clenched her fists tightly and stared at the face that was close at hand, suppressing the boiling anger in her deep eyes. She was sure that if the Malfoy in front of her was real, he would have fallen to the ground and screamed.

"What's the matter, Faith?"

Hermione noticed that the other party's expression suddenly darkened, and she shook Faise's body worriedly.

Sensing the influence from the outside world, Faith briefly glanced at the previous emotional points, but found nothing valuable, so she opened her eyes.

"The next time I see Malfoy, I must let him know that there are some things that should not be said." Faith's expression was rarely so serious, but she did not intend to tell Hermione those ugly words, So as not to spoil the good mood of the other party.

"What stupid thing did Malfoy do again?"

Faith raised her eyebrows and nodded, "His usual behavior can easily make people angry, alas... this watch really doesn't have any valuable content, it's not even a gift for Malfoy, it's just someone else's that he took casually thing."

"This really looks like something he would do..." Hermione shook her head in disgust.

"I'll take it to Astoria later, and ask her to give the watch to her sister, so maybe the Slytherin owner can get it back." Faith didn't know who the owner of the silver watch was, but the other party It is indeed a gift from her mother with love, and she doesn't want to dispose of it without authorization.

"Need a break?"

Faise shook her head at Hermione, she carefully observed the diary in her hand, there was indeed no information except a name on it, "It's okay, the diary has a lot of mixed emotions, I may need to spend a little more time , if I find anything, I'll tell you right away, but try not to interrupt me until it's over."

"Yeah." Hermione nodded knowingly.

This diary does not seem to be as ordinary as it looks. As the fingertips pass by, emotions mixed with joy, anger, sorrow, and joy rush towards Faise. She can't even quickly separate a striking emotional point. The last time she met This situation is still when reading my mother's notepad.

As if finding its starting point from a messy ball of wool, it took Faith a lot of energy to finally 'hear' a sob, and other emotions gradually faded away, only fear and sadness remained.

It should be a success.

Faise breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, hoping to get some valuable information this time, she concentrated on watching the illusion in front of her.

Hermione from the outside stared straight at the other party. She didn't even dare to change her posture, for fear of disturbing the other party. She also hoped that the actions in the past month would yield some gains, rather than just let it go.

Finally, Faith spoke, but the first sentence made her a little puzzled.

"I saw Weasley's sister... she, she seemed to be crying in the third-floor bathroom where we stayed before?"

'Seeing' the girl in the Gryffindor uniform, Faith didn't recognize her for a while, but she remembered her identity only when she noticed the iconic red hair.

'Hearing' a terrified shout "Get away from me!", Faith closed her eyes but became more and more serious, "She seems to be afraid of this diary, so she threw it away."

Suddenly, without my own control, the scene in front of me was switched. This time, Ginny was in the crowd staring at the blood on the wall. The panic in her heart had nowhere to vent, she just kept murmuring, "No Me, I didn't do it..."

Before Faith had time to think about it, the faces of the Weasley twins and Ron appeared alternately in front of her eyes. They seemed to be talking to Ginny in the crowd.

But the picture was so blurry that she couldn't see clearly. Fortunately, Ginny's embarrassment and resistance told her something.

The scene in front of her was changing faster and faster, like a tape that was rewinding fast. Faith tried to see what was inside, but her brain seemed to be hit by a sap, and she fell into confusion and neighing Inextricable.

When she realized something was wrong, she couldn't even do the act of leaving, as if her hand was glued to the diary, more and more information poured in at once,

Hermione, who had been looking at her, felt something was wrong. Faith's words gradually changed to strange content, no longer a coherent sentence, but a few words popped out of her mouth occasionally, "It's all her doing... no No, no, she was forced... Orochi? Liv's bookstore, Malfoy's father..."