Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at a certain Hogwarts

I don't know whether it was because of seeing "Superman" or because of her own guess, but the little girl hugged Malvolio's arm with a smile, rubbed her soft little face against his palm, and looked up at the "Superman" in her mind.

Malvolio pulled her to sit together helplessly and curiously, "What is Superman?"

"Ah, actually I don't know too much..."

The little girl stuck out her tongue and smiled mischievously.

"I heard from some boys that they seem to be people with super powers. They are mainly responsible for defeating bad guys and thus protecting the world!"

But thinking about the unfriendly attitude of those boys towards her, she suddenly felt a little disappointed.

"But they don't want to play with me, and I don't know exactly what Superman is like..."

This loss immediately brought Malvolio back to the memory of his time in the orphanage, making him empathize with the little girl's loss.

"It's okay, I think I understand what Superman means." Malvolio comforted awkwardly, although he didn't feel that these words had any comforting effect.

"So do you like Superman?"

"I like it!" the little girl suddenly shouted excitedly, "If I have super powers, I can defeat my father and protect my mother!"

"Hey, you just used a super power, right? Can you teach me how to do it?" She hugged Malvolio's arm and refused to let go, begging in a coquettish tone.

"And I can also protect many, many people, just like you. I won't waste your abilities!"

"But I have no intention of protecting other people." Malvolio said a little coldly, but he did not hide the existence of magic from the little girl.

"Why, you obviously have such ability?" the little girl asked in confusion.

Although she didn't see Malvolio using too many abilities, in her simple world, he was already an omnipotent "superman".

Malvolio couldn't bear it, but he didn't want to hide his true thoughts from the girl, so he tried to look as cold as possible.

"Sorry, because I have no obligation to protect other people. I am not Superman, and I have no intention of becoming Superman."

This is what I really think. I can't lie to a child like this.

Malvolio comforted himself mentally.

"But...but...my mother has been bullied..."

The girl's eyes were filled with tears instantly, and her bright eyes were a little dim, but she pouted stubbornly to prevent the tears from staying.

Malvolio was a little at a loss and didn't know how to face the innocent little girl in front of him.

lie?

This is what he is best at, but it is also the method he least wants to use.

Even if he could weave a lie now, he couldn't make the girl have magical powers. This unrealistic fantasy would be exposed immediately.

So, I still have to use the Forgetting Curse...

"Although it's a little cruel, that's your mother. If I try to save everyone, I will die of exhaustion sooner or later."

After speaking, he hesitated, but still pulled out his wand.

"Bad guy! I don't like you anymore!" the little girl cried.

She threw Malvolio's arm away and trotted towards the door of the coffee shop, leaving only a trail of cries and tears in her wake.

I don't know why, but Malvolio felt very sad when he saw the little girl leaving.

Isn't this a portrayal of his time in the orphanage?

There were no playmates willing to accept him, and even in Hogwarts, he was always not understood.

What he has faced since childhood is one cold reality after another, but where is the Superman who saved him...

There is no superman in this world. There are always just ordinary people running for their own interests, right?

He emphasized this conclusion countless times in his mind, but something seemed to be hatching out of his mind.

It was extremely clear, but it was tightly covered by something and could never come out.

Although he was confused by this feeling, he still glanced at the girl's position. The next second, there was only a sigh in the coffee shop.

Malvolio appeared on the street in an instant, and the little girl had no time to stop and threw herself into his arms.

After all, he couldn't bear the little girl to accept the cold reality...

"Sorry, it might be better for you to forget about today."

"Don't worry, I will never leave you with any sequelae. You can just think that this is all a dream."

Amid the shocked expressions of the police around him, he calmly raised his wand.

"As soon as I forget..."

Suddenly, he felt a dangerous smell coming from the truck on the other side of the street. It was extremely strong!

"Boom-boom--"

With a loud noise, the truck exploded, and shock waves and explosion sparks swept across instantly.

Malvolio didn't even have time to turn the wand, so he could only hold the girl tighter with his right hand, while his free left hand covered the direction of the explosion like a mantis' arm acting as a car.

"boom--"

Like a can being stuffed into a firecracker, a muffled sound exploded the moment the explosion swept through!

The shock and flames of the explosion expanded suddenly, as if covered with a hard protective shell, and then stopped strangely within twenty feet.

"This is……?"

The police sergeant stared dumbfoundedly at the two-story-high flames.

He thought he was dead just now, but a transparent film suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking the flames that were so close.

Also saved him.

Malvolio took several deep breaths to make his breathing easier.

To be careless, a few months of Muggle life had made him underestimate some of the threats in the Muggle world.

Of course, the main reason was that the explosion was triggered just when he apparated here.

If you can be more calm, you can compress the scope of the explosion to more than half just by using the transformation technique!

However, I wish I had learned more from Tevel. The method of maintaining the power of pure magic is probably something only a pervert like him can do!

Malvolio breathed calmly while looking at the center of the explosion that was shrinking.

It seems that Muggle technology has really created many powerful things.

If he disapparated, he could easily leave here, but for some reason, when he saw the police around him, he gave up the idea instantly.

When Malvolio wasn't paying attention, the little girl stuck her head out from his arms. Not only was she not afraid, but she looked at the strange scene in front of her in surprise.

"Wow, you really saved us!"

Her face was covered with tears, and there were cute teardrops on her eyelashes, which made her look even more pitiable.

"It's time like this, I won't do anything to save him, right?" Malvolio said helplessly.

"But...but didn't you say you don't want to be Superman?" the little girl asked cautiously.

Malvolio stared blankly at the little girl in his arms.

Yes, if it was him before, he wouldn't have wanted to save these Muggles.

Even if he wanted to save the little girl, he could have disapparated or reduced the scope of protection, which would have saved much more time and effort than what he did just now.

But after all, he subconsciously protected everyone present.

Why is this?

He has always liked to play with people's hearts, but suddenly he found that he couldn't even see his own heart clearly.

The little girl didn't know Malvolio's inner conflicts and doubts. She just looked at him curiously for a moment, then held his face in her hands.

"But I like you again!" she said coquettishly.

Malvolio's heart skipped a beat, and his dull eyes quickly regained their luster. Within a moment, they were filled with high fighting spirit.

"In order to make you like me, I decided to try to become Superman." He said with a grin.

He knew what was hatching in his mind——

A flower, a very beautiful flower.

Although there is no Superman to save him, he can still choose to become someone else's Superman.

"Catherine!"