[HP] His little devil

I don't know if Regulus was surprised to see Helena here, even if he was surprised, Helena probably wouldn't be able to see it, after all, he is usually reserved and expresses what he wants others to see, what he doesn't want to be seen They are all hidden deep.

Helena straightened her face and greeted with a smile: "Good evening, Regulus."

Regulus frowned invisibly. Helena wanted to go out. The location here is hidden and invisible to others. It is very suitable for laziness, but she can't always be lazy. The girls from other colleges are all very beautiful. If someone finds out that she has been slacking off and not working hard, her impression on the professor will be even worse.

She took a few steps forward, and was about to ask Regulus to borrow light, when she smelled a faint smell of wine.

She immediately frowned and said, "Have you been drinking?"

They hadn't reached the age allowed to drink, and if Regulus didn't smell of alcohol himself, it was from someone who drank too close to him.

Regulus didn't answer quickly, and Helena waited for a while before hearing him speak slowly: "This is a practice that the professor tacitly approves of. Although you are not yet old, you can try it at club gatherings."

Oh, to put it bluntly, the privilege of good students?

Helena raised her eyebrows. It seemed that he drank by himself, so no one would get too close to him. Thinking of this, she felt a little better and her complexion looked better.

Helena is here to do service work today, and she has a tray herself, which was put aside just now, and a glass of fine wine happened to be placed on it.It's not butter beer like Three Broomsticks, it's Professor Slughorn's collection, and the smell of the beer alone is enough to tempt you.

Helena was a little hesitant. In fact, she wanted to try it too, but she restrained herself when she remembered her identity.

She picked up the tray and was about to leave, but Regulus moved closer at this moment. The smell of wine not only did not reduce his charm, but added a bit of strange maturity to him.

Helena stared at him with green eyes, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

Regulus didn't look at her, he directly picked up the wine glass on the tray, and drank the wine inside.

Helena was slightly stunned, and said after a while: "This is not how you drink wine, you should take your time."

Regulus stood there sideways. It must be said that Helena was really good at finding a place. Their positions were completely covered by the purple curtains. Even if there were people coming and going outside, the sound of their conversation continued. Now, the situation inside the curtain is also tightly blocked and extremely private.

Helena suddenly felt her mouth dry, and Regulus probably felt the same way, so he raised his hand and loosened his neckline.

It was only then that Helena noticed that he was not wearing a school robe today, but a retro velvet suit.The tailored suit made his figure even more slender and straight.Helena suddenly thought of his elder brother who was known as the school girl. Most people may think that Sirius Black is more handsome than Regulus Black, but in Helena's opinion, Regulus's This kind of restrained and depressed melancholy, restraint and forbearance are more attractive than his elder brother.

Although the wanton and indulgent prodigal son is admirable, but the ascetic and calm sober is even more attractive.

Helena really couldn't stop.

She told herself ten thousand times not to provoke Regulus again, she had no chance to develop with him.

Emotions are inherently uncontrollable.

Probably only after he is really engaged can she give up completely.

At this moment, Helena didn't regret accepting the job given by Professor Slughorn at all. She deliberately took a step forward, pretended not to care, sniffed close to his chest, and said in a low voice, "You The smell of alcohol is so strong that if you go out like this, people will find that you have drunk."

Regulus didn't seem to expect her to approach suddenly, so close.

He suffocated for a short breath, and quickly lowered his head to stare at her and said, "Really."

Helena nodded, raised her hand and gently placed it on his chest, sensing his heartbeat through the fabric of the suit and shirt.

She lowered her eyes and murmured, "Your heart beats fast."

Regulus whispered over her head, "Can you feel it through the clothes?"

Helena hesitated for a moment and said, "Perhaps I can feel it better without the clothes."

She thought he would give her an answer, but no.He stopped talking, but she could feel his gaze still on her.He must be drunk. If he wasn't drunk, he wouldn't have had such communication with her, and even allowed her to get so close.

Helena looked up at him, and her frail shadow was reflected in his deep gray eyes.She quickly looked away, took a deep breath, and unbuttoned his suit jacket with the other hand.

She also didn't know if Regulus had a bad drinker, or if he had already drank a lot before they met, anyway, even the breath he exhaled had a faint aroma of wine at the moment.

Helena looked up at him, and he was breathing steadily all the time, as if he didn't realize how ambiguous what they were doing behind the curtain.

She sensed his strong heartbeat under her hand, her green eyes were fixed on his eyes, he squinted slightly, and there was drunkenness in his eyes, she thought to herself, he was really drunk.

Also, if not drunk, what else.

Could it be possible to let her do this?

Helena felt like she was losing her mind a little bit.

She took a deep breath, stood on tiptoe, wrapped her empty hand around his slender neck, and kissed his wine-scented lips.

After an unknown amount of time, Helena let go of him, and hastily turned and left with the empty tray.

Regulus seemed to be drunk, but also didn't seem to be, he murmured, like talking to himself, and like calling.

"Helena..."

Outside the curtain, the dean finished his speech and everyone began to dance.

The melodious sound of the music made Helena's spirit unknowingly relaxed.Ceci Parkinson didn't go to the dance, she was invited, but she didn't accept.She seemed to be waiting for someone, and Rita Lestrange next to her looked at her with a half-smile, which made her very ashamed.

Rita Lestrange is one of the most beauties in Slytherin, and she comes from a pure-blood family like Parkinson, but Lestrange is much better than her in terms of beauty, study and interpersonal communication.

Parkinson unconsciously showed some hesitation and low self-esteem when facing her, and the appearance of Helena was like a ray of dawn, illuminating all her jerky and apprehension.

"Helena!" she called out to her so loudly that it was hard for Helena to pretend not to hear.

She turned her eyes without emotion, and said lightly, "Do you need anything, Parkinson."

Parkinson frowned, and after a while he said, "Well, since you chose to call me Parkinson, then I'll call you Bird too." After a little pause, she showed a playful expression, "Bird—how much Funny last name, Bird..."

Before the Byrd family fell, no one dared to laugh at this surname, but today is different, the Byrd family has fallen, and there is no one left except Helena, so as the young lady of the Parkinson family, of course Ceci Parkinson has Qualified to mock this surname.

Helena knew very well that she and many people had ridiculed her as a bird person in private, but this was the first time she was so blatant.

Has she lost her ladylike image and manners?Helena looked at her slightly surprised.

Also unexpected is Rita Lestrange.

Lestrange patted Parkinson on the shoulder, and said softly, "Be careful with your words, Sisi, you are too rude."

Parkinson didn't want to lose face in front of Lestrange, so even though he realized that his words were wrong, he still bit the bullet and said, "Is there? Her surname already has that meaning, doesn't it? I'm just talking casually. "

Talking casually will not reveal a sneering smile, Helena added in her heart.

But she didn't expect Lestrange to stand up for her either. She was too lazy to argue at the dean's party and was going to hide away to stay away from the incident, but this behavior was misunderstood by Parkinson as cowardice and acquiescence, and she began to chatter Laugh at Helena's last name.

Helena's hand hanging by her side slowly clenched into a fist. She took a deep breath and told herself to calm down, but... really couldn't take it anymore.

Helena felt that she didn't need to endure being ridiculed by a little girl when her ancestors were gone.

The wand in her sleeve slipped down, and she was about to pull it out, when someone grabbed her hand holding the wand from behind.

She was startled, and looked sideways, and the profile of Regulus appeared in front of her eyes.

He no longer smells of alcohol, probably he has dealt with it.

He stood there, prevented her from drawing out her wand, and then politely let go of her hand.

He took a few steps forward, and his tall and tall figure quickly blocked her behind. Helena heard him say to Parkinson: "The achievements of the Byrd family in their prosperity are stronger than the Parkinson family today. If your father listens I wouldn't like it when you talk about other people's families and names like that, Parkinson."

Being accused, Parkinson was certainly angry, but the person who accused her was Regulus, she dared not speak out.

Not to mention that what Regulus said was not true at all, her father would not be happy if he knew what she said.Even though their father and daughter may have the same idea, Mr. Parkinson at least maintains his sense and dignity, knowing that as a Slytherin, as the ruler of a pure-blood family, he should not speak so hastily and impolitely.

No one can determine when a family prospers and when it declines. The Bird family rulers never imagined that one day their family would be left with an empty shell, and only a young girl could be the master of the family. .

Helena let out a breath slowly, she was too lazy to stay here, shame invaded her brain, she was filled with grief and anger, and the impatience of not being able to teach Parkinson a lesson made her unable to calm down, she thought she had better leave quickly.

But just before she left, she heard Regulus speak again.

Under Rita Lestrange's interested gaze, he said indifferently: "Helena will not always be named Bird. After she gets married, she will have other surnames."

That's right, after getting married, you have to take your husband's surname, but with Helena's background, what kind of noble husband's name can you wear?

When Regulus mentioned this, people always felt that he was implying something, but who could point out what he was implying?

No one believed it, and no one dared to do it.

Everyone quickly dispersed.

Regulus also left here, and never looked back from the beginning to the end.

The last one left with Helena was Rita Lestrange.

The eyes of the two met, and the latter looked at her up and down. Helena glanced at her lightly, and left the potions professor's office without saying hello to the professor.

Rita Lestrange stood where she was and stroked her wand. After a moment, she clicked her tongue softly and said, "It's a bit troublesome."