[HP] The Tweed River flows

"You lied to me," I said coldly.

"What do you mean?" She looked at me in confusion, and then at Alger.

"They said you were sick, you were dying, and you just wanted to see me!" I said cruelly, "Don't tell me you don't know anything!"

"what are you saying?"

"Helena!" Argel raised his voice, "Your mother has just recovered a little, so don't provoke her—"

"Shut up!" I screamed, looking at Alger angrily, "I trust you, but how can you take advantage of my trust like this?"

"Calm down, Helena," my grandfather came out of the study, hitting the ground heavily with his crutches, "Haven't you committed enough wrongdoings? Exaggerating Rowena's condition and letting you go home is what I meant! Do you insist on letting us knock you unconscious and tie you back?"

"Liar!" I screamed, reaching for my wand, but Grandpa knocked it away with a spell.

"Go back to your room!" roared my grandfather. "Think about what you've done!"

This has been a trap from the start.Mother is not seriously ill, and they will never let anything go.They just took advantage of the last vestiges of resentment in me to lure me home, and took the opportunity to confiscate my wand and make me a prisoner for good.

What a fool I am.

Probably from that moment on, my heart was so cold that I no longer trusted, nor did I want to forgive.When I learned that it was Syl who leaked my hiding place, I immediately wrote a letter of resignation and sent it out, ignoring that she was pregnant and should not be too stimulated, which eventually led to her losing herself first child.On the third night after I came back, my mother and I had a big fight, the intensity was unprecedented, and I still feel lingering fear when I recall it.

I would rather believe that I was already crazy at that time, otherwise how could I say such heartless words?Desperately trying to forget them, memorable fragments and unforgivable words seared into my mind like a never-ending punishment.

"You didn't know when Rex was going to adopt me, and you didn't know that Alger tricked me back with the news of your serious illness. Did you not even know my father's name? Why didn't you just tell me that? ? Then I will never have a reason to ask you again!"

"It's not like that..." She shook her head in pain, already on the verge of collapse.

"What's that like? Or do you know and pretend not to know?" I looked at her indifferently, my heart was so cold that it was almost crazy, "Whether it's pretending that I'm Rex's daughter, or Alger using your seriously ill Isn’t that the best solution? Just shake your head here and tell me you don’t know! How could the great Rowena Ravenclaw be wrong? Wrong It's always someone else!"

"Please...don't say this, I know I'm not a good mother, but right now we're talking about your love, marriage, and happiness—I care more about these!" Her voice was already very weak, until The last sentence was a little more forceful.

"Love, marriage, happiness?" I repeated word by word, showing a mocking smile, "You eloped with my father when you were young but were abandoned, so I can only live as an illegitimate daughter to this day In this world. Did you ever think about it at that time? Do you think you are qualified to discuss anything with me about love, marriage and happiness?"

As if being hit head-on, her face became as pale as snow.

"Calm down, Helena," she said angrily, "we're talking about your business, not mine. I just don't want to see you make the same mistakes."

"Is that why you keep blocking me?"

"That's right." The mother's expression was very painful, and she tugged at the collar of the clothes, "because I don't want you to fall in love with someone who shouldn't be loved when you are young and ignorant, and spend your whole life in short-lived pleasure. I don't want to see you fall in love with a Muggle and then give up the whole world and your supposedly brilliant life for that so-called love. That Muggle boy - he's not worth it!"

"Please don't use your past to speculate on my future—"

"They are the same!" She laughed hastily, "This is what I saw with my own eyes."

"You went to see him?"

"Exactly..."

"What did you say to him?"

"I didn't say anything," she shook her head feebly, "but I'm sure he's not someone worthy of your love."

"Is it some kind of white lie again? To protect me again? Why are you so self-righteous and self-righteous to think that all this is for my own good? I am no longer interested in what happened back then, but now that I am an adult, you You have no right to interfere with my future!"

Mother cried.This was the second and last time she cried in front of me.

"Helena, I never intend to force you to marry anyone. If you don't love Barrow, I will never force you. Can you forgive me? If I tell you everything, will you forgive me?" Me?"

"No, it's too late," I said deadpan, my mother's tears failing to stir the slightest wave in my heart, "if you were going to tell me, tell me from the beginning. But now my trust and Patience is exhausted, if you want to keep it from me, please take the secret to your grave."

Take it to the grave.

Mother looked at me sadly. "Do you hate me, Helena?"

"Yes, Auntie," I looked at her seriously and answered every single word.

The mother took two steps back, grabbed her chest, and bent over the back of the chair, making a suffocating sound.

I know all her fatal injuries, one is my father, the other is me.Seeing the panic and pain on her face, my heart was filled with the pleasure of revenge, and I swaggered away, but in a corner of my heart, a sadness that no longer belonged to me flashed like lightning.

When I was floating alone on the top of the claustrophobic tower of Ravenclaw, I thought countless times, at what critical corners can tragedy be avoided?Maybe I shouldn't run away from home in a fit of anger, maybe I shouldn't look through my mother's things without authorization, maybe I shouldn't fall in love with Paris... But when I recalled, I found powerlessly that there are some things even if I don't take this One way, it will eventually happen another way.It's like I can't help but be fascinated by my own life experience, and I want to find out the truth at all costs; like I am so arrogant, unwilling to let my talent be buried in the shadow of my mother; like I am swallowing Finally broke out after many years, no longer wanting to be pushed around and breaking with it; just like years ago in the corridors of Hogwarts, if I didn't learn about my mother from Katherine Murray, I would eventually learn from it. Others know the same.

As long as conflict exists, it will explode sooner or later.It is inevitable, probably this is the fate that the old gypsy woman said.

The seeds of tragedy have been planted at the beginning of life, waiting for the bloody and coquettish flowers to bloom at the last moment.