Chapter 221 Della's Plan
Lytia Abate's office is very conspicuous on the second floor of the East Tower. In addition to the black rose pinned on the door as Cockerell mentioned, the small black wall in her office printed with roses is also distinguished from the gray and white wall next to it.
Standing in front of the door, staring at the gorgeous black rose on the door, Della intuitively felt that this would be a professor with a very distinctive personality. She lowered her eyes slightly, made some plans in her mind based on the exaggerated decorations outside, gave Sadolin an order to stay where she was, and then raised her hand to knock on the door.
"Come in." Lytia Abate's voice was very charming.
Della pushed open the door, and the rich scent of roses immediately surrounded her. Before her eyes was a scene of red and black intertwined, especially at the desk, where layers of black and red were piled up, creating a strong visual impact. Lytia Abate, who was sitting at the desk, was even more eye-catching.
There is no doubt that Lytia is very beautiful, in an aggressive way. She has snow-white skin, chestnut hair with a few woolly curls that is neatly tied up, a high nose, and long, backward-curled eyes, looking very charming.
It's just that her cheeks are too thin, and her plump lips look a little thick in comparison, giving her a bit of arrogance that makes her look a little unapproachable.
"Della Riddle?" Lydia tilted her head slightly, her eyes raised, making her look even more charming.
"Yes, Professor Abate, it's an honor to receive your guidance." Della just said with a smile, and was interrupted.
"She's really pretty. It turns out that Voldemort was a handsome guy when he was young." Lydia looked Della up and down, with a satisfied smile on her face. "What about that Slytherin girl? I heard she's pretty too?"
"...She's waiting for me outside," Delak paused, "Should I call her in, Professor?"
"Call her in, I want to see her." Lytia blinked her eyes playfully and sexily.
“…” Della didn’t quite understand Lytia’s idea, but she still obediently called Sadolin in.
Sadolin walked in, her eyes wide open with curiosity as usual. She was a head taller than Della, but even with a full set of jewelry, when she stood next to the plainly dressed Della, she still looked more like a younger sister who needed to be taken care of.
"Very iconic," Lydia said, wearing a short thick shawl and a dark red dress that showed off her figure. She stood up and walked gracefully to Della and Sadolin. "You are dressed well, but... why don't you wear a necklace? Such a beautiful neck should not be left empty."
"Why don't you dress up more, Riddle?" After commenting on Sadolin, Lytia looked at Della again, "You shouldn't waste your natural beauty like this."
For a moment, Della thought that Lytia Abate was a professor of grooming.
In fact, she really didn't see any clues about the courses taught by Abate, and could only guess that the person recommended by Cockrell might be the professor of the black magic class.
"Because recently my energy has been mainly focused on exploring my magical talent, professor." Della responded fluently.
"I know. Levin told me, little genius, but I like to see beautiful children." Lytia touched Della's smooth cheek and gently printed her long black nails on it, creating a sharp color contrast. "Next time, at least wear a hair accessory and a necklace, Riddle."
"I'm fine, Professor." It was just a minor quirk of the professor. Della thought it was no big deal and agreed immediately.
"And you," Lytia pointed her long nails at Sadolin again, "you really should do some training on your manners and eye contact, and stop looking so naive and stupid all the time."
Hearing this, Sadolin's lips slightly opened and her eyes widened, but her pupils were still clear, making her look even more innocent. Lytia rolled her eyes and sighed.
"Okay, now that we've explained the rules, let's get straight to the test papers." Lytia waved her wand, and two pieces of cloth, one black and one red, floated up from the table and flew to the center of the office, turning into tables and chairs of just the right size. Then, several test papers also floated over.
"Okay, Professor Abate." Della said, walked over in two or three steps, sat down and started writing papers for various subjects.
"And you, come with me." Lytia waved to Sadolin. Sadolin subconsciously looked at Della, and after getting a slight nod from Della, she followed Lytia out of the office.
"..." When they pushed the door open, Della and Maggie, who was leaning over her shoulder, looked over. Although they nodded, they were still a little worried about Sadolin, who had basically never come into contact with outsiders.
But no matter what, most people will have a more positive influence on Sadolin than Maggie.
It's really pitiful that Sadolin met Maggie just when she had a new beginning.
Della thought so as she started to do the questions, and silently increased her attention to Sadolin's psychological condition. However, this was just a small problem after all, and Della would not quarrel with Maggie over such a thing. She just secretly decided to give Sadolin a certain limit of freedom to grow.
Perhaps because she herself is an outlier in a broad sense, Della can't stand children being disciplined. After all, who knows who that kind of "discipline" is for? It is very likely that it is not for the children.
Lytia gave Della twelve papers of all subjects, including the mysterious divination that she did not plan to take. Della left this paper until the end. After finishing eleven papers, Lytia did not bring Sadolin back, so Della also did the questions of mysterious divination.
Divination requires a lot of talent, but the written questions are not difficult, and as far as Della knows, there is no standard answer in mysterious divination. Taking tea stain divination as an example, you can always make arbitrary inferences based on the shapes of the various parts of the tea stain as long as it makes sense.
It doesn't matter if it's unreasonable. In most recruitments in the magic world, even an O in mystic divination is useless. Della, who is very pragmatic, thinks this course is useless and has no interest in predicting her own future.
She was deeply impressed by the tragedy of Oedipus and knew that fate would always play tricks on people. Della didn't want to give fate a chance to play tricks on her.
"How's the question going?" When Della put down the last stroke, Lydia came back with Sadolin, and asked as soon as she came in.
"All done," Della sorted out the papers and walked to Lytia with a stack of papers in her hands, "Please take a look, professor." As she spoke, she glanced at Sadolin and noticed that there was a black rose necklace around Sadolin's neck.
"Let me see," Lydia took the test paper. Sadolin, whose hand she had let go, walked obediently behind Della. Lydia, who had turned over the test paper, looked up at her and curled her lips in dissatisfaction. "She has no opinion. How could such a beautiful girl be raised like this?"
Maggie, who was hiding in her hair, moved slightly, and Della sensed his dissatisfaction with Lytia's words.
In fact, Maggie also doesn't like being questioned, and Della knows that she has this problem too.
"Sadolin had been living a reclusive life," Della said as she prepared a statement. "When we found her, she was only surrounded by snakes."
"Raised by snakes?" Lytia was quite skeptical about this statement. She believed that Sadolin's delicate skin could not be grown in the wild. "Do you eat raw meat?" She looked up and asked Sadolin.
Sadolin nodded first, blinked her dark green eyes, and then shook her head, "Hai-Sa (I can eat food now)."
"Sadolin has changed some of her eating habits now, and she's adapted very well." Della translated promptly.
"Adapt well. I'll find you after I come back from Country D." Lydia didn't ask any more questions. She waved and smiled at Sadolin. Then she continued to look at the papers. She looked at them very seriously and it took her a while to finish. However, Lydia only glanced at the papers on mysterious divination. "No problem, little genius. The exam is on Thursday. We will leave tomorrow. Remember to bring a few more sets of clothes and jewelry. I don't want to see you dressed the same way for several days."
"No problem, professor." Della nodded, said a few words to Lytia, and led Sadolin out.
It gets dark very quickly in Durmstrang. It was just past four o'clock when Della came out of the office, but it was already completely dark. No wonder the students were having so much fun, they were all playing to catch the sun.
She also needed to get some sun. Della looked at the dark sky outside and realized that since she came to Durmstrang, she was either in the castle or in a closed room. Without sunlight for a long time, her skin would become paler.
The group returned to Della's private sealed room. As soon as they entered the always warm room, Della took off her heavy leather coat of Durmstrang and hung it aside. Sadolin followed suit and hung up her clothes.
"I'm leaving tomorrow, but I'd rather have you stay here this time, Maggie," Della said to Maggie as she walked towards the obsidian table. She raised her right hand, and Maggie immediately wrapped her right arm around it and stood up to listen. "January is almost over. Trevor must come here before he goes to find Voldemort."
Della opened the drawer under the countertop and took out the silver letter with the highest authority that belonged to her, as well as paper and pen. She placed the silver letter in front of Maggie who had slid onto the table, sat down, spread out the parchment and began to write, "I still have some things to say about his business in Country Y, and he can't go directly to see Voldemort."
"Hai-Xi (Can't I just go and see him? Why)?" Maggie spit out tongue and tilted her head.
"I recalled a detail that I had always overlooked," Della said. "During the trial, Saviya Nanni said that Voldemort was a ruthless character who could see through other people's hearts just by looking at them."
"Ha-ha ...
"He may be capable, but he knows he can't show off his ability in front of some people." Della could probably guess that Dumbledore was wary of Tom Riddle. "It's quite interesting, too. His reputation has given me the opportunity to grow freely."
"Anyway, you ask Trevor to come over first. I'll think of a way." Della pressed her brows and moved the feather pen in her hand. As she wrote, she suddenly looked up at the black rose necklace on Sadolin's neck. "What did Professor Abate take you to do today, Sadolin?"
"Haishi-Haisa (go walk with a lot of people)?" Sadolin replied hesitantly, "Haishi-Sa (she kept asking me to walk around, like something from the etiquette department)?"
"Model of the etiquette department?" Della stopped what she was doing and suddenly thought of Bellinda. She looked at Sadolin and said, "Do you want to go? If not, I can help you refuse later."
"I want to go," Sadolin blushed and lowered her head slightly, "It's fun to be together."
Sadolin likes the feeling of doing the same thing with a group of people, because in that way, she seems to be able to integrate into them and she will no longer feel alone.
"Haisi-sa (model)?" Maggie thought that this might help Sadolin improve her temperament, so she nodded and only said one more sentence, "Haisi-sasa (But don't be fooled, Sadolin, don't believe someone who says they love you)."
"Hai-Xi (Can't I be loved)?" Sadolin asked cautiously, blinking her eyes and looking particularly aggrieved.
"It's too early for you to fall in love," Della agreed with Maggie. Sadolin was too pure and knew nothing. She was easily deceived in the name of love. "You don't understand... love yet."
Della finally remembered her boyfriend whom she had forgotten for almost a month.