[HP] Professional blasting for 20 years

Simo stayed at Aunt Milena's house for a while longer, and when she was about to go home, Aunt Milena suddenly took her hand and said, "Simo, I'll take you somewhere."

Simo looked at Milena in confusion: "Where are we going, shall we go by car?"

"You're a little wizard." Milena scratched her nose. "We have the Portkey."

"Portkey?"

Milena smiled and opened the parasol in her hand: "Simo, hold it."

Simo and Milena held the parasol together, but suddenly the surrounding scenery began to distort, like a slide show.Crazy skip.It turned into a continuous silhouette that could hardly be seen by the naked eye.

Simo felt her body keep falling.It felt as though the gust of wind was rattling her clothes.

"Okay, let go." Milena said lightly.

Simo felt that she fell into a room inexplicably.Her butt was a little numb from the fall, but fortunately there was a thick and soft blanket supporting her.

She stood up and smoothed the folds on her skirt, her eyes widened involuntarily, and she asked in a daze, "Auntie, where is this?"

The room in front of me is luxurious and classic, with the complicated and gorgeous style of the 19th century.The sun shines through the hollowed-out tallow window, and the Persian-style carpet that can sink to the ankle is stepped on. The furniture is simple and elegant. At this time, the whole room is even more magnificent under the sunlight.

Milena gently hugged Simo, as if recalling something, her expression softened slightly, "This is where your mother and I grew up."

Simo was even more surprised now, her eyes widened, and she said in disbelief: "My mother never told me she was so rich."

Milena burst out laughing, she patted Simo on the shoulder, and said softly: "Simo, your mother and I are named Sweet, you may not know that when you grew up in the Muggle world, Sweet is a very The old pure-blood family"

"Ancient!" Simo didn't expect her mother to have such a prominent background, and it took her a long time to come back to her senses: "Is it the same as the Malfoy family?"

For a moment, Simo felt that she was going to become an upstart.She suddenly felt that she was about to live the life of a corrupt local tyrant who would eat one ice cream and throw one away.

But soon Milena dismissed Simo's idea.

Milena shook her head, and said lightly, "Actually, the Sweet family doesn't have any wealth. His most precious wealth is the knowledge accumulated by his ancestors. So far, many wise wizards have come from here."

Ximo was taken aback for a moment, and immediately felt admiration. She didn't expect her mother to come from a family of academic masters.

Simo blinked her eyes, and then said puzzledly, "Why didn't my mother mention this?"

"Because." Milena paused, and she murmured, "Your mother is very special and brave."

"Your mother is different from other children since she was a child. She yearned for the Muggle world very much." Milena sat on the sofa, her eyes narrowed, and her delicate face seemed to hesitate.

Simo sat beside Milena, "Aunt, can you tell me?

"Of course." She looked at Ximo tenderly: "Your grandfather was a very arbitrary person, he supported pure blood, but your mother has always refused the marriage arranged by the family, and even fell in love with a Muggle, your father, For this reason, your grandfather and your mother severed the father-daughter relationship. Removed your mother from the family, and the two of them never saw each other for the last time."

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"Yes, I didn't see Dad until the end." A voice suddenly sounded slowly behind Simo.

Ximo didn't expect her mother to open the door and walk in. She looked a little tired.

Ximo was taken aback, and stood up, "Mom, why are you here!"

Ms. Finnigan walked in, she smiled lightly, looked around slightly, her eyes were slightly moist: "It's been more than ten years, and I never thought that I could return to this home."

Milena stood up and looked at Ms. Finnigan. She hesitated: "Sister, Dad has always missed you."

Ms. Finnigan shook her head, her smile was a bit bitter: "No, Dad said he never wanted to see me again."

Milena sighed slightly. She walked to a cabinet, slowly opened a drawer with a key, and then took out a very simple and exquisite box, and walked in front of Ms. Finnigan:

"Sister, in fact, Dad has been regretting it all the time. He really loves you. Before he died, he gave this to me and wanted me to give it to Ximo when she was waiting for her. But I don't want to procrastinate like this."

Speaking of which, Milena handed the exquisite box to Ximo, who took it in a daze, and opened it carefully, and there was a radiant green gemstone necklace lying quietly inside.

The gem is crystal clear, like the purest forest flowing.

Simo had never seen such a beautiful green.

The beauty of this green cannot be described in words.It seems to contain a strong charm of time precipitation.

One glance is ten thousand years.

Finnigan's eyes widened in disbelief, "This is a necklace from Dad to Mom."

Milena smiled. "It's Seimus's now."

Simo stroked the necklace gently, she suddenly felt a slight bulge behind the gemstone, and her fingers felt a little hot.

Simo turned the necklace over.

Behind it is a line of words:

To my granddaughter - Seymour Finnigan

"This necklace has a protective spell, which he has prepared since you were born."

Milena spoke softly, and she looked into the distance.The sound became a little ethereal and distant.

Ms. Finnigan was taken aback, she took the necklace from Simo, and held it tightly in her hand.

She tried her best to suppress herself, but a choked voice still escaped from her mouth.Miss Finnigan grabbed Simo by the shoulders and dropped her head, her blond hair tickling Simo's cheeks.

Her tears rolled down Simo's neck, hot and hot.

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