Hogwarts Wandering Wizard

"Talos, please~"

The old woman looked helplessly at her stubborn son in front of her, pushed her husband who had been holding the newspaper since entering the door without saying a word, and said angrily: "You are talking, Hector."

Hector Foley was pushed by his wife several times, and then he put down the newspaper impatiently, sat upright and stared at his son in front of him.

His gray hair is meticulously combed and his beard is neatly trimmed. His temperament from the inside out is like that of a cautious leader. It is hard to believe that when he served as Minister of Magic decades ago, Because he was too careless and neglected Grindelwald's intimidation, he was kicked out from the position of Minister of Magic.

Moreover, Eric can always see the shadow of Barty Crouch in him.

I feel like the two have almost the same style.

Hector looked at the resisting Karl in front of him with a deep expression. After brewing his emotions for a long time, he said: "Karl, I heard from your brother about yesterday's attack. Your mother is also worried about you. Come back with us. , wait until the magic world settles down."

His voice is not old at all, but it sounds quite powerful, and it sounds powerful and irresistible.But Karl snorted, waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "It's not necessary. The witch last night has been caught, and even if there is danger, I can solve it."

"Stop being so nagging. With your current strength, who can you defeat?" Hector frowned and looked at the donkey-like Karl, and slapped the coffee table hard, making the old woman next to him tremble: "We I came to pick you up for your own good, I don’t want my grandson to suddenly receive bad news one day and become a poor orphan."

These words were indeed a bit too vicious. Eric frowned in displeasure, and Dumbledore beside him also sighed and complained in a low voice: "Old Hector is still the same, speaking neither lightly nor seriously. "

Sure enough, Karl was completely irritated when he heard this, and he slapped the coffee table just as hard at him, even louder than before.He stood up with a roar, put his hands on the coffee table, came in front of old Hector, gritted his teeth and resisted: "Don't worry about it, my dear father, even if I die outside, I don't want to hear it again. These three words are for your own good.”

Karl looked like he had just stepped on a pile of cow dung, his expression on his face was full of disgust, his eyes were staring at Hector, and he shouted angrily: "What? In addition to telling us, you are doing your best. Besides, won’t you find any other reasons?”

"Do you know what I've hated the most since I was a child? It's not that you force me to practice magic, or that you forbid me from playing Quidditch, but that you always think of my good reasons and force me to do everything. matter."

"I had enough, you know? That's why I wanted to leave the home that was suffocating me."

Karl roared angrily, banged the coffee table hard, gasped and took out his wand, summoned a pill from the refrigerator, and drank it with tea.

The three people opposite seemed to be shocked by his roar. Taos stared at his brother expressionlessly, his lips pursed from time to time. The old woman took out her handkerchief, covered her face and sobbed softly. The woman in the kitchen He also walked out, with a touch of sadness on his face. Looking at the quarrel among the people in the living room, he sat next to the old woman, hugged her and patted her back gently.

Hector also seemed to be irritated by Karl, his cheeks kept puffing up and slackening, and he beat his chest from time to time, trying to let his breath flow freely. From Eric's perspective, he could see the pain under Hector's face. The gums are biting hard.

"Look at the eldest brother, look at the third brother, and then look at the little sister..."

After Carl swallowed the pill, he took a breath and wanted to continue scolding, but Catherine grabbed his arm and motioned him to shut up. The woman hugging the old woman opposite also glared, preventing him from continuing to speak.

Under the restraint of the two people, Karl closed his eyes and took deep breaths several times, finally suppressing his emotions. Then he looked at his parents opposite him with firm eyes and said calmly: "Let's go. No matter how you persuade me, I won't." I’ll go back to my old house.”

Hector picked up the hat, put it on his head hard, looked at his son in front of him who refused their kindness, and said angrily: "Okay, in that case, it has nothing to do with me whether you live or die, Taos, Come on, why are you still standing there? Remember, from today on, you don’t have this brother anymore.”

"Please, as I wish, let your most beloved protégé, Barty Crouch, be your son. Go ahead, I know you like him very much."

Karl kicked the coffee table angrily, looked at his father who had already walked to the door, and sat on the sofa with his arms crossed angrily.

The old woman who was crying on the sofa let out a loud cry and kept wiping her tears in her daughter's arms.

Taos's body shook for a moment, but he did not leave with his father. Instead, he took out a bright yellow crystal from his pocket, tossed it in his palm, and then threw it to his younger brother opposite: "Don't be impatient yet. Don’t be angry, let’s look at this again.”

Karl caught the crystal with his hand, brought it close to his eyes and examined it carefully. He looked at Taos in puzzlement and asked, "Is this the stone on the witch's wand?"

"Well, another witch came to attack you late last night, but was killed by your son. This is the crystal on the wand she left behind."

Taos threw the bomb as soon as he opened his mouth, shocking the people who were confronting each other. They all turned their heads to look at Eric, who was still standing at the top of the stairs, quietly watching the show with Dumbledore.

"This……"

Karl held the spar, with a confused expression on his face, and turned to look at his son.

"That's right, father." Eric cleared his throat, shrugged and replied, "I had a little insomnia last night, and I happened to see a witch trying to attack our house."

"Of course, the main thing was the witch that Uncle Taos fought against. I just happened to make up for it."

Karl held the crystal blankly and looked at Taos who was standing behind the sofa. The expression on his face changed for a while, as if he was wondering whether he should say words of thanks.

The woman opposite also raised her head at this time, looked at Eric who was still standing next to Albus Dumbledore, and asked curiously: "Aren't you only 11 years old? You are so brave. If an ordinary child is Shouldn’t you stay away from bad people when you see them?”

"What's the matter!" Eric clapped his hands and said to the woman: "That witch has already said she wants to eat me, should I still show mercy to her? And Uncle Taos also knows that last night That witch is actually a monster, if we don’t kill her, both of us may die.”

The woman smiled, gave him a thumbs up, and introduced herself: "Then I have to praise you for doing a great job. My name is Ada Foley, your aunt. By the way, last month your Good counter-attack strategy.”

Seeing the confused look on Eric's face, Ada continued with a smile: "I work at the Daily Prophet, and Rita Skeeter is my reporter."