The backdrop can also be propped up.

Black Cassie tapped his fingers on the table, then finally said to the butler, "Bring Borist over here."

The butler said yes and quickly brought Borest up.

Being summoned by Black Cassie was within Borest's expectations, so he wasn't very nervous when the butler led him upstairs.

Borist stood before his grandfather, whom he hadn't seen in a long time, with his hands at his sides and his mouth shut, waiting for Black Cassie to speak first.

Black Cassie took a sip of tea, then looked at Borist calmly, waiting for Borist to speak first.

The grandfather and grandson remained silent for a long time before Black Cassie spoke first: "I heard you had a fight with Berry and the others."

“Yes,” Borest replied.

"What happened?" Black Cassius asked.

"I won first place in the academy competition, but Chicaror was dissatisfied and thought I cheated. Then Beris and Bruce came and spoke up for Chicaror," Borist said, half-truthfully.

Upon hearing that the academy had won first place in the competition, Black Cassie lifted his eyelids and glanced at Borist, then continued to examine the tea leaves in his cup and asked, "Your academy won first place in the competition? I heard that your academy's rising star was quite powerful, wasn't he? You defeated him?"

“Yes,” Borest replied.

Black Cassimo stroked the handle of his teacup and asked again, "How did you win?"

"When I was about to be defeated, I remembered the spell I had seen before going into battle, and after using it, I defeated my opponent," Borest replied.

Then came another long silence.

"What did you do after you got into a fight with them?" Black Cassie looked up and stared directly at Borist.

Borest replied, "Nothing much, I went back to my room to help my two younger sisters with their homework."

"Okay, I understand. You can go back now." Black Cassie waved to Borist, signaling him to leave.

"Okay, goodbye Grandpa, sweet dreams tonight." Borist said goodbye politely to Black Cassie and walked down the stairs.

Reaching the guest floor, Boris saw his aunt Anna standing in the doorway of his room, wiping away tears. His uncle Andrew was pacing anxiously, and his cousin Susan had taken out an expensive handkerchief and was also wiping away tears. All three seemed very worried that something might have happened to Bruce.

Uncle Johnson and Aunt Eva looked somewhat gloating, while their daughter, Elizabeth, Borest's little cousin, stood quietly beside them, her eyes revealing a concern completely different from her parents'.

Borester went down one more floor, the floor where Bereese and Chicarole lived. Their mothers, Borester's aunt Ancia and aunt Anna, were just as anxious. His uncle Joseph's face was as dark as a clouded sky, while Borester's older cousin Anne Bella had a sad and concerned expression on her face, but the disdain in her eyes was already showing without any attempt to hide it.

However, none of this had much to do with Borest.

It was already dark outside. Borest calculated the time and realized that the magic lamp in his room should have been turned off.

When Borest returned to his room, he discovered that the magic lamp in his room had not been turned off.

Olivia and Carola looked a little sleepy, and seemed somewhat distracted while playing with the little black cat.

Borest took the little black cat away and put it in the pocket of his school uniform. He took a damp towel and wiped his two younger sisters' hands and faces. Then he carried them to his bed and coaxed them to sleep. After that, Borest turned off the magic lamp, picked up his textbooks, and went to the church.

After arriving at the church, Borest sat in his usual spot and did his homework.

After finishing writing, Borest rubbed his eyes and suddenly felt something wriggling in his pocket.

Borest suddenly remembered that he hadn't taken the little black cat out.

The pockets have buttons, and Borest usually buttoned them up, but still left a small gap.

Before Borest could even unbutton the bag to check, the black cat's little paws had already poked out from the gap in the pocket.

Borest gasped and quickly pressed the cat's paw back down.

Black cats are mentioned many times in the doctrine as a source of calamity, and now Borist has blatantly brought a shiny black cat into the church—although this black cat is not strictly a black cat, as it still has a little bit of white fur on its belly, the church staff will definitely not listen to his explanations, and if he is discovered, he will definitely be burned to death along with the cat.

"Hey, Fred, you're here." Just as Borest put one of the black cat's paws back into his pocket, Evangeline's voice rang out.

Boris was startled and quickly gathered his robes to hide the kitten's shape from those outside. He then forced himself to remain calm and looked at Evangeline.

Evangeline didn't come alone today; she dragged along a half-asleep Rhett.

Since being taken to the church by Borest, Reed looked much better.

Due to the continuous work over the past few days, both Reed and Evangeline had dark circles under their eyes.

Because he was carrying a jinxed little black cat, Borist felt he probably wouldn't be able to chat with Evangeline today, so he would have to start a conversation himself and then quickly end it.

So before Evangeline could speak, Borest asked first, "Haven't you been sleeping well these past few days?"

"What... Oh, sorry, yes, I haven't been sleeping well these past few days, and my head is a little dizzy." Evangeline said, pressing her temples as "Aunt Martha" had suggested, but she still couldn't relieve the feeling of the wire constricting her head.

"Oh, well... I might have to go back early tonight. Tomorrow is the day our family chooses our familiars, and I have some things to do." Borist finished giving his reason as instructed by Lu Renkui, even though the reason was somewhat fabricated—he had nothing to do at all.

"Okay, I understand." Evangeline felt a little regretful that she wouldn't be able to talk to Borister much tonight.

"Oh, right, put your left hand out." Hearing Lu Renkui's suggestion in his mind, Borist overcame his worry that Evangeline didn't consider him a friend and took out his wand.

"Ah, okay. What are you going to do?" Evangeline's head was a little dizzy, but she still didn't want to dampen Borist's enthusiasm.

Borist didn't answer the question, but instead whispered a spell and gently touched the tip of his wand to Evangeline's left palm.

Transparent white magic gradually gathered around the wand, then flowed down the wand into Evangeline's hand, forming a small white circle that melted into Evangeline's palm.

What is this? Ivangeline was a little puzzled, but she thought it couldn't be some kind of harmful spell.

“I read about it in a book before. It said that this can guarantee a good night’s sleep and a good dream,” Borest replied.

With a snap, all the lights in the church illuminating Borist, Evangeline, and Reid went out, leaving only the eye-shaped lamp in the goddess's hand and the moonlight streaming in from outside to light up the church.

Because Evangeline was sitting with her back to the window, Borist couldn't see the expression on her face when the moonlight streamed in.

But Evangeline could see Borest's face clearly.

Borist continued to cast a sleep-inducing spell into Evangeline's hand with his head down. The moonlight shone on Borist, as if draping him in a white veil.

After watching Borest for a long time, Evangeline felt that her head wasn't so dizzy anymore.

“The spell has been cast. Try to go to bed early tonight, so the spell will be more effective,” Borest said, pressing on the spot in his pocket again—the little black cat, unable to get out, had started scratching his stomach, causing both pain and itchiness. He felt that if he didn’t leave soon, the cat would tear his clothes and run out.

"I'm leaving now. See you tomorrow, Evanline," Borest said, walking out of the church with a pace quicker than usual.

Borest left, and Evangeline stared blankly at her palm for a moment, then pressed it against the spot where Borest had cast the spell, and whispered, "Okay, see you tomorrow."

Borest walked quite a distance from the church and took the kitten out of his pocket.

The little black cat blinked its yellow eyes, then meowed at Borist with displeasure.

Borest closed his eyes, cast a spell, and sealed the kitten's mouth shut, preventing it from making a sound.

Ignoring the kitten's protests, Borest put the kitten back in his pocket and took it home to sleep.