Hogwarts Rising Again

Chapter 413 Floyd
When Maureen turned around, he had already grabbed the wand in his hand, but he didn't make a move, but looked at the man in front of him warily.This man was obviously Nim's father, Mr. Floydt.

"It's you." Floyd stared at Maureen in surprise.

With his hands in his pockets, Mo Lin said in a deep voice, "You know me?"

Floyt's hand was in his jacket pocket. Although Maureen didn't see his pocket, it was certain that Floyt was holding a wand in his hand at this time.

"What are you doing here?" Floyt just looked at Maureen from the beginning to the end, he didn't even look at Sweet, and seemed to ignore Sweet, which made Maureen feel a little strange.

On the other side, Sweet had an indifferent expression, his eyes wavering.

Mo Lin said: "I remember you. When I came here during the winter vacation, the Muggles in the whole town were under the spell, but you were not. You are a wizard, aren't you?"

"It has nothing to do with you," Floyd said coldly.

Morin continued: "It has nothing to do with me, but it has something to do with another person."

"Who?" Floyd asked.

Maureen glanced at Sweet on the left and said, "It's him."

"Him?" Floyt frowned, "Who are you talking about?"

"It's him—I think it's better for him to talk about this matter." Mo Lin gestured to Sweet.

But Sweet still didn't say a word, he looked at Floyt with disgust.

But Floyt grew wary: "What are you talking about—who else did you bring?"

Floyt scanned the sides vigilantly: "Who else has been here? The old man who came with you last time?"

"It's—eh—wait, you didn't—"

Maureen felt a little strange. He glanced at Sweet and then at Floyt, feeling something was wrong.

Floyt seems to have been looking at Maureen from the moment he appeared until now, and he didn't notice the existence of Sweet at all...

At this time, Nim suddenly ran over from across the street, holding the brand new basketball in his hand: "Dad, why did you come here all of a sudden?"

Floyd's face changed slightly, and he quickly said, "Nim, hurry back! Don't come over—"

But Nim has already exclaimed in surprise: "Oh, it's you! You are the brother who helped me."

Nim happily ran towards Sweet, he looked at Sweet innocently, and then said to Floyt: "Dad, it's him——Tony snatched my bucket again just now, it's this brother Help me get the tools back."

Nim pointed at Sweet, and then showed a bright and innocent smile at Sweet.Sweet's eyes flickered for a moment, then suddenly turned and left.

"Wait, I don't know your name yet—" Nim shouted from behind.

But Floyt grabbed Nim with a very serious expression: "Nim, who are you looking at? There's no one there—what do you see—"

Floyt's other hand was still in his pocket, and Maureen noticed a manifesting spell emanating from Floyt's pocket and flowing past him.

"Who the hell are you? What did you do to my son!" Floyd sternly questioned Magic, and his attention was always observing the movements around him.

"What did you do? I didn't do anything——" Maureen felt that something was wrong, and he suddenly remembered something: "Can't you see him—wait, Sweet!"

Maureen hurriedly grabbed Sweet who was about to leave. Floyd turned pale and shouted at Maureen, "What were you talking about just now? Sweet? What Sweet? Where did you know of that name?"

Maureen held on to Sweet, who snorted coldly and stood there, not even bothering to turn around.

Maureen had heard some clues from Floyt's tone, and he felt very strange: "You can't see it—it's really strange, Sweet, why can't he see you?"

Sweet said coldly: "He is talking nonsense with his eyes open."

But Floyt seemed to be struck by lightning suddenly. He looked at Maureen eagerly, and then asked, "Sweet—you said that Sweet is here? He—"

Floyd's expression changed from eagerness to joy, and he seemed to be very regretful. His eyes passed through Sweet, but it seemed that he was only looking at the air.

This made Molin even more confused. Even the horsemen in the Forbidden Forest liked to tell lies to Molin with their eyes open, at least they could see what Molin looked like, but Floyd didn't seem to see Si Witt.

"I don't understand? You can't see him?" Mo Lin asked suspiciously.

"Pendant." Floyt said hastily, "Did he wear a special pendant? There are two fangs on it—let him take it off!"

"Why?" Maureen asked in surprise.

Floyt glanced at Nim who was blinking curiously aside, he hesitated for a moment, and cast a sleeping spell again with the wand in his pocket, Nim immediately fell into Floyt's arms and fell into a coma past.

Floyt hugged Nim, his eyes were very complicated: "Let him take off that pendant, please, so I can see him."

"Why should I take off the pendant?" Sweet said indifferently.

But Floyt didn't seem to hear what Sweet was saying, he was completely unaware of Sweet's existence.

Maureen hesitated, then said, "Sweet, we're here to confirm things, take off the pendant—it's not a big deal, is it? If it's true that he can't see you because of the pendant—"

Sweet clenched his fist, and then took off the pendant without saying a word.

The moment he took off the pendant, Floyd's eyes widened and he said in disbelief: "Sweet, are you really Sweet..."

"I don't know you!" Sweet said coldly.

"I can attest that without this pendant—"

Floyt pulled out his wand from his pocket, pricked his palm, a drop of blood fluttered, and then disappeared into Sweet's body.Maureen had already seen this kind of magic before, and it was by this method that Sweet found Nim just now.

"You really are my son—" Floyt said dazedly.

Sweet's chest kept rising and falling. The moment the blood curse floated into his body, the feeling of blood connection made him understand who the man in front of him was.

Sweet clenched his fists.

Floyd breathed a long sigh of relief, with an ecstatic look on his face: "Sweet—I'm sorry, I don't even know how old you are. Is your mother, Martina, okay?"

"Shut up." When Sweet heard the name Martina, she suddenly shouted angrily: "You are not allowed to mention her name!"

Floyd's eyes dimmed slightly: "I'm sorry, son, I have—"

"I'm not your son!" Sweet continued, "Don't you call me that, how dare you—you abandoned her, abandoned us, and then with that Muggle—how dare you call me that— —”

The muscles on Sweet's face twitched with anger, and Maureen had never seen Sweet so angry.Usually, although Sweet is cold and indifferent to his classmates, at most he is serious and never gets angry with anyone.

At this time, Sweet seemed to have a hidden volcano in his heart, and he couldn't wait to erupt.He stood still and stared at Floyd, his eyes full of resentment.

(End of this chapter)