Librarian at Hogwarts

Bonham left Igno's side.

But Igno kept savoring Bonham's words.

This is indeed a great plan, if it can be realized.

When Bonham left, he also left his address and contact information with Igno.

He told Igno that if he was interested in healing magic, he could teach him some privately.Bonham's concern for Ignat must also be related to Therapist Delis.

And this is undoubtedly Igno's biggest gain at this banquet.

After all, after the banquet officially started, there was a long, boring opening speech and waves of applause.

Of course, Septimus Malfoy finally appeared as the host and said a few words on stage.

As for what he said, Ignat naturally had no intention of listening.

Anyway, it must be some innocuous scene talk.

Finally, during the break of the banquet, Igno took an opportunity to come out for some air.

That's what happens at a banquet. Either you take the initiative to talk nonsense with others, or you have to leave the party quickly.

And Ignat didn't want to leave so soon. After all, Septimus specifically emphasized when he came on stage that at the end of the banquet, there would be an amazing item on display, which was to support the Magic Hospital. Specially prepared for expansion.

Ignat stood outside the door. The weather outside was already very gloomy at this time.

The gloomy weather was in sharp contrast to the extraordinary bustle inside.

Ignat vaguely listened to the words coming from the room.

"Thank you for your support, Mr. Septimus. The construction of the Magic Hospital is inseparable from your support, sir."

"If it weren't for Mr. Septimus, I think we, the therapists, might not be able to do such a big thing with our abilities alone."

It seems that Septimus played an extremely important role in Bonham's cause.

This is not surprising. If Septimus did not support it, this Therapist Alliance party would not be held in Malfoy Manor.

Igno always felt that Septimus's purpose was not that pure. If Bonham's intention was pure, then Septimus' move must have been mixed with something.

However, Igno couldn't tell what Septimus' true intention was.

He seemed like he was doing a good deed, supporting medical causes and promoting peace between wizards and Muggles.

Ignat thought of this and shook his head.

He felt that he had also made a mistake, which was to simply characterize whether a person was a positive or a negative.

In fact, no matter what Septimus's true intention is, he is doing something meaningful now.

This is much better than many senior officials in the Ministry of Magic who only know how to talk.

Igno recalled the previous dispute with Septimus.

After all this time it seems that these things can all be explained away as a misunderstanding.

After all, the groundhog experiment was real.There seems to be nothing wrong with Septimus' accusation against Newt.Although Newt wasn't actually doing the experiment...

And Septimus and his group did not seem to cause any actual casualties or any terrorist attacks.As for entering Hogwarts to take away Slytherin's inheritance, that seems to be a case where Gaunt himself agreed... There does not seem to be any problem for future generations to take away the inheritance of their predecessors.

Ignat thought of this and remembered that he seemed to have blocked Septimus's actions again and again.It seems like something is wrong with me.

"Mr. Igno, I didn't expect to meet you here. Forgive me, when I saw your name on the invitation list, I always thought you would not come to this banquet."

Just when Igno was thinking wildly, Septimus appeared beside Igno at some point.

This shocked Igno.

"Mr. Septimus, it's nice to see you." Igno said hello perfunctorily, but his eyes couldn't help but look around, as if he wanted to find an opportunity to slip away at any time.

"Mr. Igno, I know we have some misunderstandings. In fact, if you don't mind, we can have a careful talk on the path in the backyard. It's very quiet there, and I believe no one will disturb us."

Septimus's face was very calm, with a hint of a smile, as if he was sincerely inviting Igno.

It's better to listen to what he has to say first... Anyway, in his own family, he will definitely not do anything to me considering his reputation.Ignat thought to himself, so he agreed.

The two walked to the backyard, where a small domed pavilion was built, which was very quiet.

"Mr. Igno."

Septimus stood in front of the pavilion, side by side with Igno.

Seen from a distance, both of them exude a different elegance.

"How is the construction of my manor, Mr. Igno? I hope it can leave a deep impression on you." Septimus asked first.

"It's very good. To be honest, there is basically no place more luxurious than here." In front of the owner, Ignat naturally wanted to say some compliments.

"Yes, so Mr. Igno, do you know the story of our manor? Hehehe, I'm sorry, I forgot. You should know it quite well."

Septimus laughed, his long silver hair flying up and down in the air.

"Our families should all know each other quite well."

After Septimus said this, he looked at Ignat carefully.

His eagle-like eyes examined Igno, as if he wanted to find something in Igno's subtle expression.

"really."

"Mr. Septimus."

Ignat was not afraid of Septimus' gaze and replied calmly, "Family 28... We should be as familiar with each other as we are with our own family trees... Of course, things change and people change, and many things They are also hidden in time.”

Septimus smiled, his hands resting on his silver crutch.

"That's right, Mr. Igno. Just like your family, it will be hidden in the long history of history forever, isn't it? Forgive me for being so straightforward."

Ignat remained silent and did not speak.

"However, our Malfoy lineage has always been prosperous and strong. Mr. Ignat, this is not without reason."

Septimus looked at his manor, and then he said in a very seductive voice.

"Mr. Igno, don't you want to bring your family back to glory?"

Ignat's heart vibrated.

"Is Septimus extending an olive branch to himself?"

Ignat kept thinking, and he first rejected Septimus.

"Mr. Septimus, you may not know me... I don't have any ability, nor enough wisdom and courage. I just want to be an unknown person. As for my family, I'm sorry, it's far away from me. It’s just too far away.”

Septimus sneered and looked at Ignat seriously.

"Mr. Igno, you may have a low opinion of yourself."

"What you said is just an excuse that you don't want to take responsibility for!"

"Young descendants are always willing to use the excuses of being 'free' and 'mediocre' to get rid of family responsibilities."

"They seem to be worried about responsibility and inheritance every day. It seems that the word family is a heavy and sinful shackles for them."

"But in fact, if it weren't for the strength of the family, there would be no time for them to lament and complain like this. They just wore fancy clothes and performed tragic dramas that moved them."

"I believe that people who are truly born into famous families will not allow themselves to be mediocre and reduced to dust. They will definitely seize every opportunity to realize their ambitions and revitalize their families."

Septimus's words were like a dense drumbeat, hammering into Ignat's heart word by word.

Yes, the name Peverell has always been deeply imprinted in Igno's heart.

This is not a class that is superior to others, nor is it blindly showing off one’s background.

As Septimus said, this comes from one's own beliefs and ambitions.

"You can be willing to be mediocre, or you can even lie on your family tree and count the past glory and glory."

"But your descendants won't, your descendants won't."

"They will just move around, complain, and then completely forget about the whole family."

After Septimus finished speaking, Igno remained silent.

"Mr. Igno, I hope you can think about it seriously."

"Our door is always open to you, anytime, anywhere."

Septimus no longer waited for Igno's response, he took out a golden mask.

That was the golden mask that Ignat had seen many times.

Septimus put the mask into Ignat's hand. When Ignat slowly took it, Septimus knew in his heart that Ignat's heart had been shaken.

At this time, Septimus knew that he didn't have to do anything more.

He just needs to leave silently, leaving Igno to think alone.

Septimus believed that this was what smart people did.Moreover, a wise man will always achieve his goal.