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At this time, the whole of Hogwarts was very quiet.

Tom was about to open the door to Professor Horace's office when he felt dizzy.He held on to the big cabinet by the door, shook his head vigorously, and got better. Before the situation completely improved, Tom had already opened the door and walked out.

He was still wearing Lin Fu's regular uniform, and around his waist was a jade pendant chosen by Jia Min himself.It was covered with a large black cloak, and the edge of the cloak waved under his feet as he walked.

"Butt, button, button." Professor Horace waited for a while before opening the door. He was wearing comfortable pajamas. He was already surprised to see Tom coming over at this time. Looking at his clothes and expression, Professor Horace was suspicious. But he hurriedly stepped aside to let him in.

Standing in the living room, Tom suppressed his emotions, but his tone was still a little urgent: "Professor, I'm sorry to bother you now. But I just received a letter that my mother passed away, and I need to go back immediately."

Professor Horace looked for something in the glass case with his back turned to Tom. He paused when he heard his words, but quickly picked out a potion: "How long do you need a vacation?"

"The rest of the semester." Tom seemed to be calming down, but at this moment his nerves seemed to be a tight string, which might break at any time.

Professor Horace didn't pause after hearing this: "Of course, you can go back now, but drink this before going back." He said and handed over the potion in his hand.

Tom took the potion and knew from the smell that it was a bottle of potion that quickly restores mana and stamina. He drank it without any hesitation.

"Okay, sir, now please allow me to take you back to London. I believe you will need this speed." Professor Horace didn't ask any extra questions, saving a lot of hypocritical pity time from the beginning to the end. He sent Tom to London immediately: "Go, may your mother's soul be safe forever."

"Thank you, Professor." Tom sincerely thanked the professor standing in the streets of London in slippers and pajamas.

Professor Horace watched Tom turn the corner and head back to Hogwarts.

He should have gone back to Lin's house immediately, but Tom didn't want to go back from the bottom of his heart, as if Jia Min was still alive if he didn't go back.

At this time, there were no people on the streets of London. There were some homeless people hiding in the shadows of the alley, and occasionally someone hurried past with their heads down.The air was damp and cold, like a sharp knife stuck in the lungs.

Tom walked faster and faster, and the turbulent wind poured into his ears, which vibrated in his ears like muffled thunder. His breathing and heartbeat were amplified and played into a concerto, as if the only thing left in the world was the sound of wind, The sound of breathing and heartbeat.

The surrounding scenery was rapidly retreating, and in a rapid run, Tom plunged headlong into the open gate.

"Master." Seeing Tom coming back, Nong Ping hurried up to meet him.

"Where's Yu'er? How's mother doing?" Tom asked pantingly, leaning on the back of the chair with one hand.

Nong Ping handed it over with a cup of warm water: "I didn't sleep all night, and now I'm tired from crying, and I finally fell asleep. The outside has been wrapped up, the mourning hall has been set up, and the obituary has been sent out. On the way here, the second door has also been locked, leaving the door of the master's outer study. The master is sitting in the outer study now, and the housekeeper Lin is taking care of it outside."

Tom nodded and walked out. Nong Ping stopped him: "Master, there is porridge with old ginseng prepared in the kitchen, so let's take a bite before leaving. The master is sad, and the girl is young. Everything depends on the master. You have to take good care of yourself, sir."

Tom didn't want to drink at first, but he forced himself to drink another bowl after listening to Nong Ping's words.

All the way into Lin Ruhai's study, he sat behind the desk, the surrounding windows were closed, and the light seemed a little dark.

Tom stood on the edge of the desk: "Father, I'm back."

Lin Ruhai didn't speak, just sat there with eyes closed.

Jia Min died just like that. Two days ago, she took Tom and Daiyu to look at the flowers in the back garden, and told Lin Ruhai that Daiyu's hair had grown, so she should keep it and wear new jewelry.But today, she turned into a cold, immobile corpse.

Such a sudden death caught people off guard.

Lin Ruhai never thought that Jia Min would leave him so early. They were a young couple, supporting each other all the way down the road, but now, she left herself and went first.The girl who looked back and smiled in the flowers back then will turn into a pile of bones in a blink of an eye.

The sadness and humiliation in his heart expanded infinitely, Lin Ruhai even thought, so be it, whether it is the old saint or the saint, everyone will perish together.But no, not only do you have to restrain yourself from thinking, but you must also kneel at their feet, so that your descendants will be protected, so as not to endanger the people.

The sense of powerlessness was deeply engraved into Lin Ruhai's bones. He was like a wild animal whose limbs were chained. He was skinned and cramped, but he couldn't move.

How Jia Min died, Lin Ruhai knew it well, and never concealed it from Tom.It was precisely because he hadn't concealed it, that's why Tom now has such a clear understanding of what power is like.

Tom, who has magical powers, always feels that he is the one at the top, and these ordinary people are just the soil under his feet.But now he knows that there is something more convincing than magic in this world—power.

Just like now, Jia Min obviously died because of a saint.That sage even just showed his deep hatred for Lin Ruhai a little bit from thousands of miles away, and countless people rushed to do this, severely hitting Lin Ruhai.But Lin Ruhai, knowing the cause of his wife's death, still had to kneel at the feet of the murderer and surrender.

He couldn't speak, scold, retaliate, and even had to respectfully find a reasonable reason for his wife's death to cover up for the superior one.

Even if the death of his beloved wife is a warning and a vent to himself.

Tom knelt down on the ground along Lin Ruhai's big desk.Looking up, Lin Ruhai closed his eyes and lowered his head, his hands clenched into fists against the edge of the table, his face turned blue from suffocation, and the blue veins snaked around his neck ferociously.

He kept this posture, sitting silently by the desk.

Tom knelt, not knowing how long the time had passed, he just looked at Lin Ruhai, let it go, or rather couldn't control it at all, let the fear in his heart gradually enlarge, even to the point of covering him.

"Brother Tang, you have to remember that a majestic man should walk in the world and act like a husband. There are many sinister and selfish desires in the world, but you must remember to act in an upright manner. Even if you fight with your life, you can't follow the conspiracy of a woman's inner house. When a man does such a thing, he becomes a husband in vain, and in vain receives the teachings of the sages and his parents, and tarnishes the reputation of his ancestors." When Lin Ruhai said this, he was thinking of a high-ranking sage, and he was thinking of Those insidious villains who are proud of themselves and think they have stepped on the boat.The tone was harsher than Tom had ever seen before, and the pain and hatred in his eyes almost overwhelmed Tom, who was still young, unable to straighten his back and lift his head.

"Go." Lin Ruhai calmed down, there was a glimmer of light in his opened eyes, but the spirit disappeared in a flash.

Tom looked up at Lin Ruhai, and now Lin Ruhai had returned to his previous appearance, standing in front of Tom like a mountain, without a trace of timidity or despair, but a little tired.Tom took a breath and collected himself: "Yes, father."

After saluting, Tom went out. When he turned around and closed the door, Tom watched Lin Ruhai being locked in the darkness little by little, but his figure didn't move at all, like a towering mountain, unmoving.

Tom didn't know how he got to Daiyu's room, and the figures around him were a little erratic, and he seemed to hear someone calling him uncle, but the voice seemed to come from the sky, which was hard to hear.

"Brother." Daiyu's "brother" sound woke Tom up completely.She was leaning against the bed, the juanzi in her hand was already soaked, her eyes were red, her face was pale without a trace of blood.

Daiyu's pale face seemed to overlap with Jia Min lying in the coffin in Tom's eyes, and the fear in his heart urged Tom to come back to his senses: "Yu'er."

Tom sat on the side of the bed and held Daiyu's hand. The coldness in his hand made Tom not know how to comfort him, and at the same time, a burst of evil fire rushed: "What's the matter, how did you serve, Yu'er's hands are so cold It’s like this, no one found it? What’s the use of you, why not just throw it all on Zhuangzi, you can’t serve it, some people come to serve it, don’t think you can be unrestrained when your mother is gone, my father is still here, I am still here, when It's your turn to treat Miss poorly."

"Brother, don't be angry. I told them to retreat far away. I feel uncomfortable. I don't want to see them in front of my eyes." Daiyu's breath was weak, and Tom couldn't let go of his heart.

"Brother is still here." Tom didn't know how to comfort Daiyu. He even wondered if he could just use the Amnestic Curse to make Daiyu forget Jia Min, but thinking of that gentle mother, Tom couldn't help but let this love Her daughter forgot her.If I really forget, my mother will be sad in the ground.

Tom didn't know what else to say, he just lowered his head and held Daiyu's hand and said over and over again: "Brother is still here."

Many things will not happen if we don't want to. In such a situation, under the confluence of rights, everyone's fate is involuntary.