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Chen Junyu looked at the child who was too nervous to speak.He turned his attention to the appalling English written by the other party.He was deeply aware that this child could not speak English.Even trying to speak English fluently is very difficult.

He guessed for a while, and finally spoke in a very gentle Mandarin.

"Do you understand now?"

Spi Mot John's eyes widened in shock. After he was inexplicably sent to this place, he never heard anything he could understand.Occasionally, I can only understand some, but not enough to express the meaning of the whole sentence.

"Listen, I understand..." Little Spie John nodded nervously, and the linnets appeared densely on his face, clearly visible on the bridge of his nose.

"May I ask you a few questions, Mr. John."

"can."

Chen Junyu sat next to the vacant seat next to Spie John, his fingers were so white that Spie John had been staring at his fingers closely.

"What's your father's name?"

"Father, his name is Long Haiyang."

Hearing the child's answer, Chen Junyu frowned in disappointment.

"Your father is from China?"

"My father is an overseas Chinese who runs a shop in Chinatown, England, and sells antiques." Spie John stared at Chen Junyu closely with a pair of blue eyes. He thought that the Chinese man in front of him was himself. Father's friend.The restraint of chatting just now has been released a lot, and many smiles have faded from the delicate face.

"Can you tell me about your life experience?"

"Yes." Spie John nodded openly, closed the unfinished notes, rolled up the parchment on the side, and then said: "Father said that he found it on a river in Little Ghenton. Mine, at that time I was wrapped in a white cloth, placed in a wooden basin, and floated along the icy river. He went there to deliver a cargo, and couldn’t bear to watch me freeze to death by the river, so he picked me up Yes. My father has always taught me to speak Chinese, and most of the shopkeepers living in Chinatown speak Chinese, so I don’t understand English very well..."

Rubbing the little guy's head, Chen Junyu encouraged the little boy not to be depressed, "Your father may be planning to take you to Huaguo, so he didn't teach you to speak English on purpose at first."

Spie John thought so too, but he only had to think of his 11th birthday when an owl suddenly flew into his room where he was doing his homework on the attic on the second floor.He couldn't understand the English words on the envelope, and he didn't pay too much attention to what was written on it?Later, a lady in strange clothes came to the house and chatted with her father alone for a while, and he was inexplicably taken to this strange school called Hogwarts.

"And what about your name?"

"Father said that there was a short letter in the wooden tub that floated down the river with me. It introduced my origin, my name, and my mother."

Chen Junyu asked excitedly, "Then what's your mother's name?"

"Mother, her name is Mort Hansen."

Chen Junyu listened quietly, he only felt that the surname Hansen was very familiar.Many years ago, among the Muggle friends he made, there was a relatively open-minded couple named Hansen.He didn't know what the relationship between them was, but he felt vaguely that there were some clues entangled.

"Was your real father also named Spie John?"

Little Spi John blinked in surprise, and replied happily: "Yes, how did the professor know?"

Chen Junyu could only sadly put his white fingers on the child's head and rub it again, but he couldn't say to the child: I am your grandfather.

He was afraid that his abrupt answer would only scare the child in front of him.After withdrawing his hand, he took out a brooch from the storage ring, and under Spie John's surprised eyes, he gently buckled the brooch on the child's shirt.

"Put your finger in this position. Yes, that's it. There is unlimited space for you to use, and you can put anything in it. No one else can take your brooch away. If you take it away by force, you will receive an electric shock."

"But why did the professor give me a gift?" Spi John wanted to take it down, because his adoptive father had told him that nothing would be rewarded.You can't take other people's things casually. What others give at will must have a purpose.

Chen Junyu stopped him, and then explained with a smile: "This is as compensation for your 11-year birthday present. Your biological father and I are good friends. Your father has helped me a lot. Before I have time to repay him—he There was an accident..."

Faced with the news that he could find out about his biological father, Spie John listened attentively.When he heard the news that his biological father was no longer alive, he was obviously shocked, and he couldn't even bear the reality.

He said hoarsely, "What kind of person is my father, Professor?"

"Your father is a very capable man. Nothing troubles him, and he never troubles anyone. Believe me, Spie, your father never abandoned you. He had no choice but to For your safety, you can only come up with such a difficult method to give you a chance to survive."

In the short 10 minutes between classes, Chen Junyu chatted a lot with this child.He also found out what he wanted to know, and he was [-]% sure that this child was Spie John's son.

Just as Chen Junyu was about to leave, Little Spiy John grabbed his hand tightly and asked anxiously, "Professor, can you teach me English?"

Chen Junyu patted his forehead in annoyance, he almost forgot that this child was completely unfamiliar with English.If he didn't help him hurry up and catch up, he didn't know what the child would hear.

He hooked his fingers with the child, and agreed: "Okay! If you don't understand anything, you are welcome to come to the office of Head Slytherin to find me at any time. My office is on the far right, and the one on the far left is that of the Potions professor." office."

"Thank you, Professor, I got it!" Little Spie John hurriedly nodded his thanks. He didn't have many smiles on his face when the school started, and it's not so cumbersome now.

[Name Explanation:

Little Spiejohn's father's real name was also "Speejohn".

Little Spie John's full name is "Spey Mott John" where Mott was named after his mother "Mott Hansen".In the UK, people usually omit the middle name and read it directly as: "Spey John"

Example:

It's as if "Tom Riddle" was originally called "Tom Marvolo Riddle".乀(ˉεˉ乀)]