[HP] Once Upon a Time in England

Parkinson's Manor is covered by warm sunshine, and the swing under the willow tree is slightly shaken by the wind.It was early summer, the most pleasant time of year in England, but there were no children playing in the garden.

Pansy silently and mechanically finished her oatmeal gulp. It was her birthday a few weeks ago, and it was also the saddest birthday of her short life.The burning white castle in the winter night became a haunting nightmare for the girl, and her crazy mother also turned into a terrible demon.St. Mungo's therapist clearly told Edmund that the experience of that night would cause eternal trauma to Pansy, and the only way to crack it was to clear the memory, but for a girl as young as seven years old, it was impossible to forget everything. Empty spells are likely to cause more profound damage.

Edmund was in a dilemma, and finally he decided to let Pansy keep that memory temporarily.Anyway, there are still a few years before she enters school, and he can always figure out a solution before then.

The worst thing is to move to another country.Get away from all old things, and from all shadows.

She took the last bite slowly, then put down the spoon: "Who the hell is my mother?"

This is a question she has been asking for a long time.Unfortunately, Edmund didn't know the answer either.

At this moment, he put down the newspaper and looked at his daughter wearily: "I don't know."

"Mom says she loves you, but you don't love her." Pansy may never forget her mother's last words, "She loves you so much that she wants to kill me."

"Her love is deformed—"

"Isn't yours too?" Pansy looked at her father with hatred, "Since you don't love her, why do you give her hope?"

Edmund choked: "I didn't."

"I hate her!" Pansy's voice became sharper. She pushed the bowl in front of her and threw the spoon on the table. "What's her name? Her name isn't Mogara, is she?"

"Pansy!" Edmund raised his voice.This finally calmed down Pan Xi temporarily, with tears in her eyes, she whispered bitterly:

"It doesn't matter if you don't tell me, I will find her one day."

"What do you want to do?"

"Kill her," said Pansy fearlessly. "She killed my mother!"

"She didn't do anything wrong, it's all my fault." Edmund said, with a faint fear in his heart, "If you want revenge, then come to me."

Pansy stared at him for a moment: "No."

After she finished speaking, she ran away, and after a while, Edmund heard the sound of paper being torn from the studio—for several months, Pansy had been destroying all the things that once belonged to Hyacinth. thing.Edmund wisely burned the photos in advance, so Pansy could not find the photos as evidence to find the "culprit" in the future, but this did not prevent her from destroying paintings, burning clothes, etc. Traces of Jinsen Manor.

It was like destroying this person in her fantasy.

Sometimes, Edmund was terrified that Pansy would be the next Cornelia—after all, she was a quarter Rozier, and that was enough.

"Wisson, what do you think?"

"Based on my experience, at least he himself thinks things are going well. Of course, it's hard to say whether my mother thinks so."

"It's been a blissful week, hasn't it?" Ada tore off the skin from the fried chicken and threw it away, eating only the tender, juicy meat from the grill.This kind of food wasting behavior only recently appeared in No. 12 Grimmauld Place. The reason is that Sirius was in a particularly good mood this week, and even showed mercy to them every day by providing them with ice cream, fried chicken, Coke, etc. Something he puts in the "junk food" category.

If you eat too many good things, you will naturally become picky.

"Then what if he finds something is wrong in two days?" Harry was still very anxious, "Are we going back to the days of eating pasta and bread?"

"Live today well before explaining tomorrow." Wei Sen taught, "Do you want to eat this chicken leg? If you don't eat it, I will eat it."

Harry gave up the drumstick in exchange for half a scoop of ice cream from Wesson.He also hopes that Ada and Wesson's mother can move back as soon as possible. He has a very good impression of her and can give her a score of more than [-]. After all, she is the closest to "mother" in his imagination.

"It's so boring here." Ada complained, "When can we go out?"

"You'd better give up this unrealistic fantasy as soon as possible."

"You said, can we propose to Sirius to have a pet?" Harry suddenly thought, "Like a dog?"

"His Animagus is a dog."

"But you can't make Sirius turn into a dog to play with us, he still has to go to work." Harry retorted, "Although he used to mess around with me in Padfoot form when I was a kid..."

"Then let's get a cat?" Ada suggested.

"Cats are not as fun as dogs, and they shed their fur," said Wesson. "How about hamsters? Or guinea pigs, or squirrels. We have one for each of us."

His sister laughed loudly: "A generation of 'Dark Magic' Werson Black actually carries his pet mouse in his pocket all the time."

"Edhero Black!"

"Master is angry!"

"No, Sirius hates mice." Harry forcefully brought the subject back. He suddenly felt that it was not easy to choose a pet that he liked. "You can't keep goldfish, can you?"

"That's silly."

The three chattered for a while, but failed to reach an agreement.At the end, Weisen suddenly said: "How about we raise a snake?"

Regulus made a new discovery——

He now lived in a Ministry of Magic cottage in the village of Ottery St. Catchpole, which was supposed to belong to a family that had been sold to the Ministry for various reasons.This is the main way wizards deal with houses that no one wants: to have them taken back by the Ministry of Magic and put to other uses later on.

The house is quite old and should have been refurbished once or twice along the way.Regulus didn't have much interest in it at first, but one day when he was rummaging through things in the study when he was idle and bored, he accidentally took out a copy of "Popular Naming of Contemporary Wizards" from a drawer that was not locked. guide".

Although the age of this book obviously has nothing to do with the "contemporary age", the bored Regulus still took it out and flipped through it.This time, he couldn't help but saw a familiar circled name among the girls' names starting with "H":

Hyacinth!

To be honest, he had never heard of a second Hyacinth in his life!

Regulus was very excited, maybe because he was too bored, so he actually had the illusion that he had discovered something very remarkable.He flipped through the booklet again, and sure enough, he saw the second circled name in the column beginning with "R":

Rhodes.

It's her middle name!There were several rows of small characters written on the side. Regulus took a closer look and found that the characters were obviously written by different people.The first person wrote:

[Hyacinth, rose, and pure white, or, white hyacinth from Rhode Island—which implication do you prefer? 】

The second person replied:

[I think the rose one is very good, you always give me roses.Also, I remembered a poem:

"'A year ago you first gave me hyacinths,

They all call me Hyacinth Lady. '

— But when we walked back from the hyacinth garden, it was late,

Your arms are full, your hair is wet,

I can't speak, I can't see,

I neither live nor die, know nothing,

Look into the center of light, the silence. "

The vibe is kind of bleak, isn't it?But the text is beautiful! 】

He knew without thinking that those two lines had obviously been written by the Whites many years ago, when they were naming their unborn daughter.Unexpectedly, by mistake, he actually lived in the former residence of Hyacinth.So, is there something else here... Regulus searched carefully in the drawer again, and while touching the ashes, he found a new thing:

【MOM Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters

*This document is a copy, for retention only, and has no legal effect

兹证明约翰·怀特于1962年1月27日上午9点23分41秒，在检查属于布莱克家族的718号金库时，因火龙失控而在工作期间意外逝世。

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