Mystery: The Fool's Witch Angel

In the morning, Hermione changed into casual clothes and took Eliza Yvonne to her former home in the slums. It shouldn't be a problem to take a half-day off from school.

The two sisters wore simple off-white skirts and a dark coat, and their hair was tied up with a bow tie. Hermione looked at her proud work with satisfaction.

If you go to school, there will be a small mail bag on your shoulder.

Then he led the two of them out. Outside, Glor, who was wearing a light yellow lace dress, saw a few people waving.

Hermione happened to take Grohl to school on the way. Looking at the youthful and energetic Grohl, Hermione took the opportunity to pinch Grohl's cheek. It's good to be young, and I am also very young.

"Sister Hermione, how about you take me with you? I haven't been there yet and I want to see what it's like there."

Grohl held Hermione's arm in the carriage and acted coquettishly, rubbing his cheek against Hermione's chest.

You want to skip class, right? As a righteous person, she would not sit idly by. Hermione hated seeing children skipping classes.

"The environment there is very bad. There is nothing to see. One trip back and forth and your beautiful clothes and shoes will be scrapped. Study hard in class and don't always think about skipping classes."

"Skipping class, that's what it sounds like. It's okay. It's okay for Sister Hermione to take me with her. I just have to be careful not to be discovered."

It is difficult to dissuade someone who is curious. Grohl had already rubbed himself into Hermione's arms, making Eliza and Yvonne sitting opposite them unable to help laughing.

"Security is very poor over there. Three big men will pop out later and take you to the dark room." Hermione hugged Grohl, who was rubbing against her.

"I know what you're capable of, Sister Hermione. Even three hundred weird uncles can't beat you. Take me with you!"

"No, you can't skip classes now. It's the time to prepare for college." Hermione began to refuse sternly, otherwise she would get into trouble.

"Sister Hermione, you smell so good and soft. I'm a little addicted. Take me there!"

"No."

"Sister Hermione..."

After a persistent confrontation, Hermione finally sent Grohl to the gate of the campus, then turned around and walked on the carriage to leave. Grohl fluttered his skirt and walked to the classroom in high spirits.

Rick, who was sending his sister to school, happened to step out of the carriage and saw Hermione escorting Grohl into the campus. Rick quickly took note of Grohl's appearance. It would be better to come sooner than later, so he could inquire about it later.

The cute girl with brown hair and brown eyes behind him saw her brother staring ahead, pulled off Rick's sleeve and said:

"Brother, do you know anyone?"

"I've seen it a lot in school recently, and I'm a little curious." Rick said this deliberately so as not to be suspicious.

"Brother, are you curious about her? Or do you like her?"

"Anna, how can you make fun of your brother?" Rick looked back at Anna with a serious face.

"Perhaps I can help you find out. The girl in the yellow skirt just now is in the class next to mine. She is very lively and cheerful. I think I should be able to make friends with her."

"It's good to make friends! You don't have to ask anything for me, just do what you like."

Rick thought for a while and decided to talk to the private detective. It was better not to let his sister get involved in this muddy water. If the other person could afford to go to Chenham Academy, he was definitely not an ordinary person. He had better be careful.

As a well-known preparatory education school, Chenham can greatly increase your chances of getting into a good university. Ordinary people cannot afford the tuition here.

Hermione received a mission bonus of 5000 pounds in the mission before. Compared with the pile of extraordinary characteristics, it was a loss, but it was hard to say anything since she was half an official, and besides, she couldn't use it, so she could exchange some for the church. The money is not bad either.

With this income, Hermione moved the sisters to the school where Grohl was. The principal also had a good relationship with Royce, and they were successfully transferred into the class.

Rick told his sister not to worry so much, sent her to school and left.

Hermione entered from North Shik Street this time. Both the road and the smell were much better than the previous way. At least she didn't have to worry about stepping on those special puddles on the ground.

At least special sewage pipes have been repaired here, and the roads are much wider.

The houses on both sides are old and dark, and the water stains have never dried. The clothes hanging on the clothesline on the roadside provide water drops.

A putrid and damp smell enveloped the place. The environment was so harsh that Hermione thought it would be difficult for people here to survive past thirty. Molds, bacteria, and germs were as terrible as the witch's diseases.

There were not many pedestrians on the road, and most people had already gone to work in factories and textile mills. Under Eliza's guidance, Hermione saw the grocery store from a distance, and Eliza's wooden house in front.

Walking through the grocery store, there were fewer people sitting near the wall. Some people buried their heads between their hands and feet, not knowing whether they were dead or alive.

On the wooden frame shelves outside the store, an old man with a messy beard and old black clothes poured stale vegetables on them.

Seeing Elisa Yvonne, she opened her slightly cloudy eyes and said,

"Little Eliza, little Yvonne, are you back? I haven't seen her for so many days, and I can hardly recognize her. She is indeed a beautiful girl! Come home and have a look!"

After Elisa said hello to the old man, she pulled Hermione and Yvonne and walked quickly towards the old wooden house.

The old wooden house is still the same as before, except that there are many clothes and cloth hanging outside, and the environment is a little cleaner than before.

Elisa's eyes were a little moist and she walked in; Yvonne was still young and still had a trace of expectation.

Inside there was a strange, stout woman washing clothes. There was a crib next to it, and a boy about the same age as Yvonne was taking care of the baby inside.

Seeing the strangers in front of the door, the woman was a little confused. She wiped her hands on her apron and walked in front of the crib.

Hermione opened the door and said, "Hello, madam, may I ask where the female resident of the house went? We are here to find her."

The strange woman replied a little warily, "We don't know either. She left before the landlord sublet it to me."

"Is that so? Thank you for informing me." Hermione felt a little regretful.

Elisa lowered her head and shed tears. Her right hand tightly grasped the corner of Hermione's clothes. Yvonne held Hermione's right hand and looked around at something. The strange woman put down some of her guard, it seemed that the person in front of her was here to find someone.

"Did you leave anything behind? Did you say anything?" Hermione continued to ask.

"No, we don't know this either."

Hermione thought for a while and decided it was better to make sure, so she and the woman borrowed the room and the mirror inside. Hermione took Eliza Yvonne in. Although the strange woman was a little confused, she didn't say anything.

This house was where Elisa's mother used to live, and it should be used as a medium for divination. Hermione asked Elisa and Yvonne to stay on both sides, and she condensed a pattern symbol used by the witch for divination on the mirror.

After a simple ceremony, I took out the spare datura flowers and camellia mixed with spiritual powder and sprinkled it. After a while, a picture appeared on the mirror.

'It seems that I have recovered a lot of strength, at least I am not inactive now and then. 'Hermione was also a little surprised.

The scene of Mrs. Kent with a man and the woman outside; the scene of Mrs. Kent leaving with a box; the scene of standing by the sea; and finally the scene of darkness.

Hermione already knows the ending. Even if it doesn't happen, she will die from the torture of the disease. It's been too long, and she probably has no spirit left. It's better to let the deceased rest in peace!

"I know that box. It contains my father's relics." Eliza cried.

"Sister Hermione, where has mom gone?" Yvonne was still young and couldn't think of much at the moment.

"Went to a far away place to find your father." Hermione didn't intend to hide it.

"But daddy is no longer here." Yvonne started to cry as she thought about something. Hermione comforted the two of them and waved her hand to clear away the traces.

"Keep this secret and don't tell others."

Hermione walked out of here with the two crying people. The strange woman didn't say anything, but just watched her leave. She felt that the air around her was much better.

Outside, some unkempt children were watching. Hermione held Yvonne in her arms, took Eliza and left.

It is estimated that among the children watching, Elisa Yvonne also knew some of them. The two of them who were still grieving were not in much mood to care about this.

Hermione slowly avoided the puddles and left. Some people sitting by the wall raised their heads, looked numbly, or stretched out their hands to ask for help.

She didn't dare to see these people and didn't know what to do? I am not a social practitioner and have no experience as a politician. I thought I had become hard-hearted. Is it because of my own influence?

From the mudroom next to it, a boy carrying a bucket walked out and looked at Eliza, "Is that you? Eliza."

Eliza looked at it, nodded, said nothing, and continued to move forward while crying.

On the way, a few people who didn't open their eyes saw three young girls trying to get up and do something. Before he could get in front of anyone, he suddenly fell into the corner and kept coughing, which frightened some people behind him.

Hermione let Eliza go ahead and touched the sobbing Yvonne in her arms.

Although life, separation and death are normal in life, how many people can face it calmly? The boy behind him was holding a bucket and watching them go.

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