"Ibi, this is my student. He is a bit taciturn, perhaps staying with you more will cheer him up." Merlin led a black-haired boy with red eyes into Iblis Grimm's room, gently patting the boy's head. "This is my friend, Iblis Grimm. Ibi, my newly taken student, Salazar Slytherin."
The little boy stared at the woman sprawled across the sofa like a puddle of mud, her hair messy and her eyes vacant and unseeing. He frowned deeply and looked up at his teacher. Was this woman the most powerful wizard the teacher had spoken of? Iblis—wasn't that the name of the Reaper in legends? What a terrible name to give someone.
"......Ibi, wake up, are you still there?" Merlin waved his hand back and forth in front of Iblis. "I don't have much going on with Arthur lately. Would you like to join me in teaching Salazar some charms? He is very talented."
Chapter 45