Hogwarts Rising Again

Chapter 414 The Angry Man

Floyd looked at Sweet with complicated eyes, and listened quietly to Sweet yelling there.

"You're right, I'm really sorry for you—" Floyt sighed softly.

"I'm just sorry?" Sweet pulled out his wand abruptly, and he walked in front of Floyd, pointing his wand at Floyt's heart: "I'm just sorry? For so many years, you just said sorry? You abandoned us, Let my mother and I be displaced, you were not there when we were most difficult, and you didn't come back when my mother was critically ill-"

"Sweet, don't be impulsive." Maureen warned.

"Don't worry about it, Maureen." Sweet roared, his hand holding the wand was trembling, and the tip of the wand even burst into sparks.

Floyt didn't dodge, he didn't even care about Sweet pointing his wand at his chest, he just felt very bitter: "You are right to hate me, I am really sorry for you, I have been doing this for years Looking for you, trying to make it up to you, but—"

"You're lying! You're trying to come to me? You've forgotten that you have a son like me! You're just with a Muggle woman and you've got a little bastard—"

"He's your brother! You can't say that about him—" Floyt snapped.

"He's not my brother!" said Sweet angrily. "I can't forgive you—nor can Mom! You don't know how we got here all these years, do you? After Mom died, I was orphaned. The dean grew up and was abused and beaten by a Muggle all day long, but what about him? You protected him and gave him a perfect home, why? Why can he live this kind of life, and I want to be accepted in an orphanage? Rolling eyes?"

Floyt listened to Sweet's words, his face became paler and paler, he looked shocked: "I'm sorry, I didn't know your life was like this..."

"Of course you don't! Because you'd rather choose to be with a Muggle woman than go to us, you abandoned us, and you could give Nim everything—buy him any gift! I have nothing, I Why not--"

The muscles on Sweet's face were twitching all the time, he looked at Nim angrily, at the newly bought basketball in Nim's hand, and suddenly snatched the basketball over——

"Why can't I have this basketball? Why! Why can he get everything and I have nothing? You never take me seriously, and now you want to say sorry to me?"

Sweet held the basketball tightly in his hands, even though he didn't bother to play Muggle basketball, he just couldn't stand it.

No one knows what he is thinking in his heart and how many emotions he hides. His arrogance and indifference in the past are just disguising himself. He is just a 13-year-old kid who needs Nim's life, but he has nothing. He could only be abused and abused by the dean in the orphanage.

Even Mo Lin didn't know what kind of person Sweet was. It was the first time he saw Sweet, who was usually indifferent and calm, become so crazy because of anger and unwillingness.

Sweet held the basketball tightly, and even because of anger, unconsciously squeezed the basketball with magic, deforming the basketball a bit.

It was just a simple basketball, but to Sweet, it was more than just a basketball?
Floyd seemed to be discouraged, he lowered his voice, and said in an almost pleading tone: "Listen to me, Sweet, I have been looking for you for several years-but you have That pendant, there is a very powerful blood curse on the pendant, Martina modified the blood curse, it makes the blood curse of the pendant work on me, so even if you stand in front of me, I can't see you - it's Mattie Na doesn't want me to find your—"

"My mother won't let you find me? That's right! That's because my mother has been disappointed in you for a long time! Because she knows what kind of person you are, a coward who abandons his wife and children, she will not Forgive you! Don't want me to be influenced by you irresponsible bastard!"

Sweet put the wand back into his pocket, then picked up the pendant, and gave Floyt a cold look: "Mom is right, she doesn't want me to find you, because she would rather I don't have you as a father. "

Sweet put the pendant back around his neck.

"Wait, Sweet! Don't be like this—" Floyt suddenly lost track of Sweet, and he shouted anxiously: "I can explain, things are not as you imagined! Sweet! Here Here's my chance, let me make it up-"

But Sweet didn't listen to what Floyt was begging at all, he had already turned the corner of the street and left here.

The atmosphere became a little quiet, and the cars on the street drove by, raising a cloud of dust.

Only Maureen and Floyt were left on the side of the road, and Nim, who was sleeping in Floyt's arms, didn't know anything about it.

"Please, help me persuade Sweet, you can see him—" Floyt looked at Maureen pleadingly.

"He's gone." Mo Lin said hesitantly.

"Stop him for me, I need to explain to him—" Floyt said.

Maureen glanced at the place where Sweet disappeared, then shook his head and said, "It's useless, even if I lead you to find him, he will definitely leave again, I have never seen him so angry before."

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Floyd's mouth, and he sighed deeply, as if he had aged several years.

"I didn't expect him to hate me so much—"

"It's me, and I would hate it too." Mo Lin said calmly.

Floyt looked at Maureen, his face froze slightly, and then he said, "You don't understand—"

"Maybe I don't understand—" Mo Lin's tone was also very cold, "but everyone wants to grow up with their parents, I am no exception, and he is no exception."

Maureen's parents have not been home for six years, and they always write letters with various excuses. He understands why Sweet suddenly becomes so angry. Some emotions accumulate at a certain point and will eventually explode come out.

Sweet usually made himself cold, unsmiling, and repulsive, but that was just a way for him to protect himself.

Maureen is usually easy-going, and seems to be indifferent to everything, but Maureen just doesn't want to worry Alton.

Everyone has their own disguise, who knows what kind of sadness is hidden in the heart of the person who often laughs heartlessly?
If possible, Mo Lin would also like to question his parents, why they haven't been home for so many years, and is work really that important to them?

Floyd hugged Nim tightly, he didn't know what Maureen was thinking, he just felt lost.He looked at Nim in his arms with pity, and then looked up at the empty street in a daze.

(End of this chapter)