Hogwarts: I Really Don't Want to Be a Wizard - Chapter 141 Recovery

It was okay when he didn’t talk. Although the little guy was distant, he didn’t show any particular resistance.

As soon as these words came out, Gretel saw that the little guy seemed to be stimulated, with fear written on his face and eyes.

Gretel really didn’t know that one word could cause such great harm to the little guy.

From the moment he said these words, the little guy never raised his head again. Instead, he carefully pulled the hat that was about to be pushed open by the horn.

Taking the broken bowl away from Gretel, the little mute squeezed out of the gap almost without hesitation.

Until nightfall, Gretel didn’t wait for him to come back.

However, Gretel could sense that the little guy was not far away from the garbage dump.

He was hiding not far from the stronghold, huddled there, and sounded like he was sobbing.

Gretel thought for a while and decided that he should not irritate the little guy any more.

It seemed that the little guy was very confused about his attitude.

On the one hand, he rescued Gretel and gave Gretel meticulous care.

From the fact that he sleeps next to Gretel every night, you can see that the little guy is afraid of being alone.

But at the same time, on the other hand, the little guy’s psychology has always been full of vigilance.

Grete guessed that it was probably because of his unique horn.

Whether it’s the wizarding world or the Muggle world, there will never be a shortage of bad guys.

It seems that the little guy has suffered countless injuries because of this horn.

Thinking about it, if Gretel hadn’t been saved by the little guy, he would have been curious about the little guy.

Maybe he won’t treat him as badly as others, but the necessary research is inevitable.

There is nothing wrong with this kind of thing, otherwise he would not have allowed Dawn to conduct so many experiments.

As long as he can realize his ideals and do things that won’t break the bottom line, he doesn’t think he shouldn’t do them.

But after putting himself in the little guy’s shoes for a little while, Gretel was able to understand the little guy’s wariness.

It is probably difficult for a child to understand how significant it is to study the secrets in him.

He would simply understand that these people were using him as a research object.

Just like those in the Dawn Institute, there are no Death Eaters so sinful that they deserve humane destruction.

The opportunity Gretel gave them was to cooperate with the research and after a certain period of time, he could give them their freedom.

Even under this contrasting situation, when Grete inspected the institute, he could sense some not-so-good thoughts from their brains from time to time.

This is if they know the meaning behind the research and the future freedom that is promised to them.

The little guy is no more than six years old this year.

Whether in the magical world or the Muggle world, children of this age should still be happy at the knees of their parents and enjoy their free childhood life carefree.

Not even the children in the orphanage, including Grete, or the children at the pier that he had seen before, were as miserable as the little mute.

At least those children, and their habitat, won’t have to hide themselves in the garbage like the little guys all the time.

Judging from the traces here, he has lived here for a long time.

Many things here bear traces of the little guy’s time.

It’s hard to imagine how a baby born a few years earlier could have survived.

His one-horned role has caused him to be discriminated against and deceived in countless ways.

Otherwise, every time a stranger appears here, the little mute will become as frightened as a bird, huddled in the garbage and shivering.

Even out of fear, he didn’t dare to make any big moves for fear of attracting others’ attention.

——

I went through all the things that happened in the past month in my mind, plus the performance of the little guy in his daily life.

Gretel’s biggest doubt is why the little guy saved him.

The only possible reason is that Gretel is a wizard.

After all, when the little guy first rummaged for things from him, his attitude was quite unceremonious.

In order to ensure that the important things on his body would not be damaged due to his integration of magic particles, Gretel always put them into small bags that he had cast a traceless stretching spell on.

In order to avoid loss and leakage of magical events.

It is also loaded with a Muggle Confusion Charm to ensure that even if it is lost, Muggles will not be able to see anything they should not see.

Or cause some other confusion.

As it happened, the little guy came back to save him, not long after taking away his belongings.

So Grete had reason to guess whether the little guy was a child who escaped from the magical world.

Did he save him because he wanted to take him back to the magical world?

But at the same time, because he lived alone, he encountered countless deceptions, which caused him to lose trust in other people.

It was okay when Grete was silent. After all, he was like a vegetable at that time. Even if he had any bad intentions, he couldn’t act on them.

After recovering his eyesight, he could naturally notice the difference in the little guy. Even if it was covered, the unicorn was too conspicuous.

Furthermore, the language function has been restored. Gretel believes that the little guy must have been deceived because of this appearance.

But it’s not bad. He just regained his language. As long as the little guy remains alert, Gretel still can’t do much.

Things were different now, Gretel’s hands were back to normal, and the little guy didn’t know how much risk he was taking when taking care of him.

If he really has evil intentions, it will be difficult for such a little guy to break free.

In a different place, if Gretel was in a situation like the little mute, he would probably be even more stressed than him.

Now he can barely keep his composure, which is very rare for the little guy at his age.

Seeing that the wind outside started to howl again, Grete thought that if he continued to spend so much time, he wondered if the little guy would suffer from any problems due to the cold.

But he couldn’t win the little guy’s trust with words.

It’s okay every time he doesn’t speak, but whenever he speaks, the little guy will stay away a little.

Seeing that it was getting late at night, if Grete opened his mouth again, the little guy might have to move himself somewhere.

Grete had no choice but to tuck himself down and adjust his posture as much as possible to make himself as stable as possible.

Guessing that it was almost time, he snored a little pretentiously to give the little guy the illusion that he was asleep.

Sure enough, not long after, the little guy quietly poked his head in and carefully looked at the scene in the shelter.

After a long time, he slowly squeezed in while trembling.

But looking at his frightened state, Gretel felt that if he dared to make more moves than he should have, the little guy would probably run away.

This damn life has brought a little guy into this state, Gretel cursed in his heart.

But he really couldn’t move.

In the current weather, if he really stayed outside for a night, he would have to freeze out if he had no magic power to protect him.

Not to mention such a little guy. With that little guy’s appearance, he would probably be sent to meet the God of Death by wind and rain overnight.

Seeing that the little guy still looked cold, Gretel pretended to be uncomfortable sleeping, and secretly squeezed into the corner, trying to leave as much of his warm area as possible for him.

But after waiting for a long time, I didn’t hear any movement from the little guy.

The little guy’s breathing gradually calmed down, and Grete quietly squeezed his eyes out to observe the little guy’s movements.

I could only see that in the dark corner, the little guy had shrunk up, put his hands between his legs, and bent his legs as far as possible toward his chest and abdomen, almost shrinking the whole person into a ball.

Grete felt that it was today’s behavior that aroused the little guy a lot.

Feeling his legs gradually regaining consciousness, Grete, who was originally anxious to recover, suddenly felt that he had recovered too quickly.

Seeing the little guy’s lack of trust in him, Gretel felt that if he regained the ability to walk tomorrow, he would probably never see the little guy again.

He also planned to take the little guy back to civilized society, and at least let him live a normal life.

If possible, he also wanted to see if he could help the little guy regain his ability to speak.

Even if he can’t, at least let him communicate normally.

——

The next day, Grete woke up after the little guy made some noise.

But he didn’t open his eyes directly.

Because he felt that the little guy was beside him, as if he was still upset about something.

The hand placed on the side of the body felt the temperature there.

Gretel instantly understood what was happening.

Apparently, after he fell asleep last night, the little guy unknowingly rolled to his side.

That’s right. In such weather, in a small shelter, apart from the little guy himself, Grete is the only source of heat.

The night is cold and dew heavy, and the temperature is low. The instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages will naturally make the little ones look for a place that can keep them warmer.

The corner over there is covered with some soft cushions.

But most of the warmth that can trap the temperature is on Grete’s bed.

With annoyance, the little guy tidied up his luggage, especially the horn in his hair, and covered it with a hat before getting out again.

Yesterday’s harvest was not much, and they didn’t have much food left to eat this morning.

It had been like this for more than a month, and they didn’t always have enough food to fill their stomachs.

At most, the two of them didn’t eat any serious food for nearly two days, and most of them relied on the heat brought by hot water.

Listening to the little guy standing outside the shelter to cheer himself up, Gretel moved his toes cautiously.

Then his face was filled with surprise. His feeling was correct, and his body was recovering faster and faster.

The sequelae of being swallowed by the black hole were finally removed from his body.

In fact, Gretel was not the happiest when his legs regained consciousness. What made him happiest was that he could sense a faint magic power in his body.

For a wizard, the most important thing is magic.

Without magic, they weren’t even as adaptable as Muggles.

But as long as there is still a trace of magic power, it means that he can still do many things.

Just like Gretel, when he didn’t have magic power, he couldn’t open the small space bag he carried with him, and he couldn’t improve the lives of the two of them.

Now there is no need to worry about when the two of them will starve to death in this garbage dump.

Grete hurriedly mobilized his magic power and looked at the contents of his small bag.

Fortunately, the black hole did not damage anything here. Whether it was potion books or other things, they all stayed in their original positions.

The most important thing is that little Groot is still as depressed as before, falling into a deep sleep holding his wand.

It really took a lot of energy to save Gretel last time.

Gretel tried many methods but couldn’t wake it up.

Send a letter to Newt. The master of magical beasts has no other choice.

It’s just that little Groot spent too much energy and fell asleep.

But he didn’t have to worry, Bowtruckle would rely on hibernation to relieve his injuries.

After its energy is restored, it will wake up.

After listening carefully and making sure that the little mute was far away, Gretel crawled out of the shelter in a half-crouched position and moved his already stiff body.

Being bedridden for so long, thanks to his already strong body, he did not become too weak.

After moving his body, Grete crawled out of the garbage dump.

I don’t know the current situation, and I don’t have much magic power, so I can’t waste it casually.

On ordinary days, if he had a thought, these things in front of him would make way for him.

Not knowing when the little guy would return, Grete felt that he had to act quickly, at least to find out where he was now.

Then I tried to contact Shuguang’s people, but I didn’t know what Shuguang had become after he had been missing for more than a month.

After returning to civilized society and taking a moment to look at the surrounding environment and the attire of the people on the street, Grete stayed where he was.

Dirty streets, black water everywhere, horse-drawn carriages passing through the streets, surrounded by low wooden houses.

Gentlemen wearing top hats and ladies wearing corseted tutu skirts and holding small flower umbrellas were coming and going, speaking a language that Grete was familiar with but somewhat unfamiliar with…

After careful identification, it is clearly a classical language that is only used in arias.

However, as far as the eye could see, everyone spoke the same language and there was no sign of any discomfort on their part.

However, it is obvious that in modern civilized society, such a cumbersome way of speaking has long been abandoned.

Only those who study classical opera, or pastors in church sermons, will use it.

Gretel knows how to pronounce it this way.

That was something he learned from the old pastor specifically so that he could go to church with Mrs. Swann and ask for more funding.

After a short period of adaptation, Grete dug out this skill that he had not used for a long time from the depths of his memory.