Hogwarts Rising Again

Chapter 590 The cruel truth

Maureen silently looked at Alton in the house, like an ice sculpture, motionless.

Alton never thought of the level of Molin's current magic, let alone that Molin would discover all this in this way.

Alton just concentrated on writing his letter, trying to make the content of the letter look more real.

But Mo Lin couldn't accept it, he regretted it, maybe he shouldn't pursue it at all.

He found the truth with his own hands, but he was not ready to accept it.

Just like he lost the courage to question Anok, he also didn't dare to go down and question Grandpa.

He worried that he wouldn't be able to hold back the yelling, which would make everything worse.

He found that he had become so cowardly in an instant, and he didn't dare to face the two people he trusted the most.

When the two most trusted people are deceiving him, is there anyone in this world he can trust anymore?
Little did he know, his lips had become very dry.

"Well, and then the signature - love you mother - I think."

Alton bit his pen, thought for a moment, and wrote again: "Also——last time your father was tied up by a sudden mummy, you should really see his funny look, just like wrapping bread, what a pity I didn't have time to take a photo."

Mo Lin clenched his fists tightly, his heart clenched tightly, curled up on the attic, trembling all over, he didn't even have the courage to move.

He listened quietly to the voice of his grandpa in the house, which was supposed to be the Christmas message he received on Christmas.

Alton rolled up the letter and stuffed it into the owl's pouch, then took out a small package and put it aside.Then he took a plate out of his handbag, poured a pile of owl food and water into it, and magically protected the food so it wouldn't freeze into lumps.

"Stay here for two days first, and then go home with this package after two days, understand?" Alton said to the owl.

The owl lightly pecked Alton's hand, signaling Alton to rest assured.

Alton touched the owl's feathers and waved his wand to create a warm magical nest around it to ensure that the owl would not be frozen by the freezing temperature these two days.

After finishing all this, he looked at Bai Xue outside the window and sighed slightly.

"How do I tell him the truth?"

Alton shook his head talking to himself: "Every time I see him looking forward to it, I can't tell it—maybe when he becomes an adult, he should accept it at that time—it doesn't matter if he hates me then, At least he can take care of himself."

Alton exhaled softly, packed up, and disappeared into the hut.

Maureen lay on the floor of the attic, staring at the broken spider webs on the roof in a daze.

He was so depressed that he couldn't lift his strength.

Tears rolled in his eyes, and he became so confused for a moment.

He never remembered how his parents left when he was seven years old, as if that memory had somehow disappeared.

He understood why grandpa didn't tell him the truth, maybe it was because he was afraid of hurting his young heart and making him unacceptable, or he was worried that he would complain about doing something out of the ordinary.

If nothing was known, Maureen at least had one hope.

But Grandpa never thought that the hope with no end in sight would turn into a trace of complaint.

He only wants the truth, even if it will collapse and cause pain, at least he won't hold any resentment.

But is the truth really what he wants?
Mo Lin didn't want to go home again, and didn't want to see the old man who had cheated him for so many years.

The two people he trusted the most were deceiving him in different ways.

He seemed to be on the brink of collapse.

Maureen couldn't wait to escape from the hut and appeared on the hillside opposite the hut. Panting heavily, he sat in the ice and snow and looked back at the hut.

Suddenly the whole body trembled violently!
He recognized the hillside, he recognized the hut, even though the hut was covered with snow, even though the hillside was without the fiery hyacinths, he still recognized it.

This hut turned out to be the hut that the man in black prevented him from approaching in the memory that suddenly appeared!

The hut was pitch black, and there was a large dead camphor tree at the door.

He stared blankly at the hut, the scene in front of him seemed to be changing rapidly, and he appeared on the hillside in his memory.

The fiery red hyacinths fluttered in the wind on the hillside, the grass was green, and the trees at the door of the hut were full of vitality.

The house is built of brown wooden boards, decorated on two floors, exquisite and elegant.

There is a yard in front of the house, with purple daisies growing in the yard, and a large lush camphor tree beside it, and a swing under the tree, swinging.

"I said, you shouldn't go near this hut."

The man in black appeared next to Mo Lin at some point, and was also sitting on the grass looking at the hut not far away.

"Here—where is it? Is it a dream or reality?" Mo Lin asked in a daze.

"The truth is often cruel." The man in black said slowly, "If you don't want to know, I will take you away from this place again."

A figure walks by in the hut.

Maureen stood up and rushed towards the hut with big strides!

This time the man in black didn't stop him, but just watched Mo Lin's back silently.

"The truth is often cruel." The man in black spoke again, and then his figure disappeared on the hillside.

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Maureen rushed into the hut, which was warmly decorated and fully furnished. His father, Joel, was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, and his mother, Kath, was preparing lunch at the living room table.

Seven-year-old Maureen ran around behind the sofa.

Maureen trembled all over.

Mo Lin looked at his parents, whom he hadn't seen for more than seven years, and all kinds of emotions rushed into his heart. He couldn't help shouting: "Dad, Mom!"

But neither of his parents noticed Maureen at the door.

"Dad, play with me!"

Seven-year-old Maureen went to play tricks on the ears of his dad, who was laughing and trying to grab him from behind the couch.

The family is happy.

"Lunch is ready, you two don't make a fuss, hurry up and have lunch." Cass smiled at the table.

"Okay, Mom!"

Seven-year-old Maureen ran carefree, he ran from one end of the sofa to the other.

But suddenly his eyes with different pupil colors burst out with a terrifying light, like dazzling blue and green flames, illuminating the whole room.

The seven-year-old Maureen screamed and fell to the ground, bursting flames shot up all over his body.

Maureen's father, Joel, was taken aback and hurried towards Maureen: "Molin!"

Maureen's mother, Kath, also took out her wand and ran towards Maureen.

But the flames on Mo Lin's body jumped up suddenly, igniting the floor and the sofa, and instantly detonated the whole room.

Everything happened so fast that no one could react!

A dazzling fire flashed suddenly, and there was a red light ahead, only the shouts of Maureen's parents in the sea of ​​fire remained.

"No! No! No!"

Mo Lin, who was standing at the door, rushed towards the sea of ​​flames frantically. He wanted to rush into the sea of ​​flames and pull his parents out, but when he stretched out his hand, all the flames flowed away from his fingers, and he couldn't catch anything.

It was just a memory, he could do nothing to stop it, he could only watch helplessly as the terrifying flame that could not be extinguished devoured everything, including his parents!
"How could this be?"

Mo Lin seemed to be struck by lightning, and he was stunned!
(End of this chapter)