The transfer student at Hogwarts just wants to fall in love [continued]

At this time, the four of them were speeding in the sky. Mo Bai and Hermione were holding hands tightly. Mo Zijin in front was flying with his wife in his arms.

Their purpose is home here.

After finding Hermione, Mo Bai's gloom disappeared.

There is no rush for Barnes' matter, he has more important things to do now.

Mo Bai looked at the loving backs in front of him.

He had simple ideas from the beginning.

I plan to find the original body's parents and tell them the truth.

What they think has nothing to do with him.

He didn't care about anything except Hermione.

That's what he originally thought.

But just now, when his mental power came into contact with the two people, that strange yet familiar, as if they were in perfect harmony, made him waver.

After all, this body is theirs, and this feeling cannot deceive anyone.

When I saw my parents' tearful eyes again, I couldn't utter a single word that I thought I could say easily.

Now he could only follow the two of them in silence.

Hermione noticed that something was wrong with Mo Bai and held his hand harder.

"Hermione, I have something to hide from you."

Hermione's eyes widened as the two communicated through Legilimency.

"That's actually the case."

She realized that her voice was a little loud, and she stole a glance at the couple in front of her, and was relieved when she saw that they didn't react.

Just as Mo Bai thought, after hearing his explanation of the whole story, Hermione showed no other unusual emotions except surprise.

To her, Mo Bai has always been the hateful and sinister guy who poked his head out of the second-floor window that afternoon.

The original body was just a stranger to her.

But, this makes my uncle and aunt feel so pitiful.

I just saw my son, but then I had to hear the bad news about him.

She finally understood why Mo Bai had that rare expression.

[Or, let’s not tell them the truth. ]

[Wouldn't it be better to just treat him as their son? ]

[But this is the case…]

Hermione bit her lip.

【Do you feel wronged? 】

Mo Bai smiled and shook his head.

[Why am I wronged? Actually, there is nothing wrong with saying that they are my real parents. 】

Your skin and hair is from your parents.

Without them, I would just be a lonely ghost after traveling through time.

【But this is unfair to them. 】

Hermione smiled.

[Bai, you are actually a very gentle person. ]

If anyone else heard what Hermione said they would just roll their eyes.

gentle?

Does this word have anything to do with the great devil who ruled Eastern Europe and brought death and fear to ordinary people?

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, right?

But Hermione knew that Mo Bai had always been a very separate person.

In Mo Bai's eyes, other people were no different from air.

But although Mo Bai never says it, he is always considerate when it comes to his own people.

The four of them moved forward in silence.

"Here we are."

Mo Zijin turned around, and this was the first sentence he said to Mo Bai.

Mo Bai looked forward, and what came into his sight was a huge... village.

There seems to be no cities in this world, only villages of all sizes gathered together.

Four people fell to the ground, and the people around them were not surprised.

"Zijin, I'm back."

The man who was talking was carrying a pile of firewood and greeted Zijin.

Mo Zijin smiled and nodded, "I'm back."

Mo Bai raised his eyebrows.

The mental fluctuations of the simply dressed man in front of him were actually much higher than those of Old Deng.

Since arriving here, Dumbledore has become a unit of measurement.

There are strong people like him everywhere, but they are just doing ordinary work here.

Mo Bai naturally attracted the man's attention.

When he saw Mo Bai's face, he was stunned at first, then looked at Mo Zijin with surprise.

"Has your son been found?"

It’s no wonder that he recognized him at first sight. Perhaps it was because of the strength of Mo Zijin’s genes. Mo Bai didn’t look like a member of the Corvinus family. Instead, he looked very much like Mo Zijin.

Mo Bai remained silent.

Mo Zijin glanced at him and nodded.

"found it."

"Your son... is not a simple person. How old is he?"

The man looked at Mo Bai. With his mental detection, it seemed that the person in front of him was not a young man, but an ocean, unfathomable.

"15 years, 3 months and 11 days."

Mo Zijin directly reported a number.

Mo Bai's eyes flickered as he looked at his back.

The man widened his eyes in surprise and looked at Mo Bai several times.

"Oh, yeah, I forgot all about that," he slapped his forehead.

"You don't have the blood of Corvinus. You are only in your fifties. How old can your son be?"

"It's incredible, it's incredible..."

The man was amazed.

"Damn it, Weaving! Where is your firewood?!"

A pretty woman in her thirties stood not far away with her hands on her hips, glaring at the man angrily.

The woman's mental strength is about the same as Ron's.

But Weiwen shrank his neck, greeted them, and ran happily to the woman.

“I’m just having a conversation with my neighbor~”

"The stove is off while we're talking! Do you want to eat today?!"

"I had the wrong wife."

Weiwen followed his wife with his head lowered and his eyes submissive.

Hermione could naturally sense the difference in power between the two, and chuckled at the sight.

Wasn’t it the same between me and Mo Bai before?

Even though he is much stronger than me, I still obey him in everything.

Is it a tradition for the Corvinus family to be afraid of their wives?

Mo Bai, who was in tune with her, looked at her helplessly.

It’s your own wife, what can you do? Just pamper her.

Along the way, people kept greeting Mo Zijin and his wife, and then looked at Mo Bai curiously.

Up to now, Mo Bai hadn't sensed a trace of malice.

This made him hesitate.

The residents here are totally unguarded when seeing strangers, and the strong men they meet on the road all look like they are just lying down and living their lives.

Men farm and women weave, and they are self-sufficient.

It is simply a paradise on earth.

Even the anger in his heart subsided a lot.

Finally they stopped in front of a house.

"We're home. Come in."

Mingtesi turned around and tentatively tried to pull Mo Bai.

Seeing that Mo Bai didn't respond, her eyes showed disappointment.

Seeing this, Hermione pushed Mo Bai.

Mo Bai hesitated for a moment and took a step forward.

There was a sudden light in Mingtes' eyes, and she reached out and grabbed Mo Bai's wrist.

"walk home."

The decoration in the room was very warm and looked very similar to her hometown in Hong Kong. Mingtesi took Mo Bai to the restaurant and sat down.

"You must be thirsty after walking for so long. I heard from Hermione that you like black tea, so I made a pot of it for you to see if it suits your taste."

"Also, I made some desserts. Hermione said you like sweet things."

"Also, this is the fruit I planted myself..."

As soon as Mo Bai sat down, Mingtesi started to move around. There were many more things on his desk.

She looked at Mo Bai eagerly, hoping for some response.

Mo Zijin sat next to him, looking at Mo Bai, wanting to say something but not knowing how to say it.

Hermione sighed slightly.

She knew that Mo Bai was about to speak.

"Actually, I'm not your son."

Clap!

The fruit plate in Mintes's hand shattered.

The air fell into dead silence.