Hogwarts Rising Again

Chapter 492 The Unearthed Truth
"Sweet, let things be as they should be. I will bear the consequences, and I don't need to ruin my future for me." Floyd sighed.

"I don't need you to teach me how to do it!" Sweet said angrily, "I'm not for you, a murderer!"

Floyd's face paled.

Sweet felt like a flood was about to pour out in his heart. He yelled at Floyd: "Before you killed someone, did you consider the feelings of my mother and me? Have you considered yourself, your wife and children? Why do you know that you are Killing someone, and going to harm another Muggle woman? You gave birth to Nim, what will he do in the future? He is only seven years old! Will he be like me in the future? You ruined two families!"

Floyd silently listened to Sweet's roar, his eyes were flickering slightly, he didn't interrupt Sweet's words, and let Sweet's anger vent.

Professor Francis frowned and stared at Floyt: "Why did you do this? Floyt, tell me the reason."

Floyt glanced at Professor Francis, did not answer his words directly, but asked aloud: "Switt, what do you think of your mother—what kind of person is your mother?"

"She is [-] times better than you! She grew up with me and protected me, unlike you, a coward who evades responsibility and harms other women!" Sweet said angrily.

"Did she never mention me to you?" Floyt asked in frustration.

"No! You are just a coward and broke her heart. She doesn't bother to mention you, and she doesn't want me to be found by you. During our most difficult time, you were not there, you didn't do anything, you were like Like a coward, leaving a lot of mess, I really despise you!" Sweet said angrily.

Floyd's body trembled slightly, and his lips turned white: "Didn't she talk about me...she didn't say anything...so that's the case, I understand."

Floyt took a deep breath and looked at Professor Francis in dismay: "Francis, if you want to arrest me, I will go with you. No matter what you do, I will not resist."

"Why should I arrest you? Floyt, don't think I don't know about your shit." Professor Francis asked indifferently.

"You know?" Floyd was taken aback, "What do you know?"

"Are you going to keep it a secret for too long? Tell me, Floyt, does it make sense? Throwing yourself into Azkaban, why don't you just tell Sweet about the Scarlet Hand? Why don't you just tell Sweet the real truth?" The Crimson Hand—"

"Shut up!" Floyd suddenly pulled out his wand and pointed at Professor Francis, "You are not allowed to do this, Francis, you can catch me, but you are not allowed to do this, I will never allow... ..."

Floyd didn't even use the wand just now, but because of what Professor Francis said, he became very angry, and even pulled out the wand. The tip of the wand was about to poke Professor Francis' chest, and Sparks burst out.

But Professor Francis did not move, he still looked at Floyt indifferently.

"I used to be an Auror, Floyt. I tracked down the truth, took the criminals, not the idle."

Professor Francis said impatiently, "Do you think you are doing it for him? Do you think you are so great that you can take everything on yourself? Do you think you hide everything perfectly? A Nim, a Sweet, what are you thinking?"

"Don't say it, Francis, please, don't say it..." Floyt glanced at Sweet and shook his head.

"Sweet must know." Professor Francis said indifferently.

Sweet froze for a moment: "What do I have to know? Professor?"

"Your mother is the Scarlet Blood, Sweet, he just took the blame for your mother." Professor Francis said simply.

The air suddenly became very quiet.

"It's impossible!" Sweet categorically vetoed, "My mother is just an ordinary wizard, how could she..."

"I don't care what tricks you guys are playing, Floyt, I'm only responsible for digging out the truth." Professor Francis glanced at Floyt indifferently, "You did it, I won't let you go, no You did it, I'm not interested in working hard with you."

Sweet raised his head abruptly, looked at Floyt, and asked in a low voice, "Is this true?"

Floyd was silent.

"When I was an Auror, I was in charge of arresting the Scarlet Blood Hand. Although this person was always elusive and used magic to hide his true face when he committed crimes. I couldn't tell whether he was a man or a woman, but I still found some clues. , when I was chasing Scarlet Blood Hand, I found out that she was pregnant."

Professor Francis stared at Sweet: "When a pregnant wizard casts magic, there is a special magic wave. Although the breath is very weak, I know it very well—just when I was about to catch her, suddenly After I found the clue of Goodwin, I continued to pursue it, and then—the scarlet hand disappeared, and I can never find this person again."

"I didn't think of it until that day when I saw you cast magic with blood. I specially kept you that day and asked about your mother. Although you don't know what kind of person your mother is, But I went to the place where you lived a few days ago, found the magic traces left by her, and completely found out about it."

Sweet froze in place as if struck by lightning.

"How... how..." Sweet couldn't accept it.

"That's the truth, Sweet." Professor Francis said coldly, "After I checked, I realized that I was deceived by Floyd at the beginning, and both of them are members of the Clive family. , will have a blood curse, or a cousin - after he found out that your mother was pregnant, he resisted it for your mother, threw out the clue of Goodwin to mislead us, and then led us away, probably to protect you mother and son , he tricked us Aurors."

"Is what he said right?" Sweet looked at Floyt blankly, "Tell me, is what he said right?"

"I didn't want you to know these things." Floyt shook his head slightly, "I'm sorry."

"I don't need this apology, what I want is the truth, why don't you tell the truth!" Sweet said angrily, "You told the truth, you have nothing to do!"

Professor Francis said coldly at the side: "Don't you understand? Sweet, your mother is too ruthless. Floyd defended all the charges for your mother, and he fled around without seeing her. You guys are here to protect you, but what did you just say? Your mother never mentioned him to you. He gave so much silently, but your mother didn't explain the truth to you, and kept you in the dark. She is the one. Cowards—”

"You are not allowed to say that about my mother—"

"I don't like this mess of emotions, Sweet, it's useless for you to yell at me. I'm only responsible for the truth. If your mother is still alive, I will definitely throw her into Azkaban and will not show mercy." Professor Francis stared at Sweet coldly.

Sweet suddenly became disoriented, as if all the strength in his body had been drained, he staggered two steps and sat on the bed.

"You didn't want me to know about this in the first place, did you?" Sweet looked at his father distraught.

Floyd's hand holding the wand was trembling, and it took him a long time to put the wand down.

"Yes, I don't want you to know."

"why!"

"Because it was she who grew up with you, not me."

Floyd said feebly: "What's the point of the truth? She loved you, raised you, and you loved her, and treated her as everything, and that's enough. I didn't fulfill my father's responsibility, you I can't help at all when I grow up so big, so why let her image in your mind collapse?"

The truth is always cruel, especially for a child who is dependent on his mother.

Floyd would rather his son blame him than ruin Sweet's perfect mother.

(End of this chapter)