[Comprehensive Sword Three] Who dares to hit my son

Anna hugged Harry and walked for a long time. She didn't take Harry in a car or take a walk, but just hugged him like this, and took him slowly back to the cafe by choosing a route with few people, just like the previous walks.

"Mom, you're threatening Uncle McCoff again." After an unknown amount of time, Harry poked out half of his face from Anna's exit. His eyes were still red and his voice was a little hoarse, but he tried hard to think. Talk to Ana in a relaxed tone.

"Honey, I'm not threatening him this time. We're an equal exchange. When have you ever seen Mycroft make a loss-making business?" Anna continued to walk, holding the back of Harry's head with one hand, her head slightly Rubbing Harry's cheek down: "Is it better now?"

"Hmm..." Harry nodded slightly, wrapped his hands around Anna's neck, leaned his face against Anna's neck, and held the box containing the little snake's corpse firmly in his hands.

"Mom... am I really weird..." After a while, Harry asked in frustration. After crying, he is now quite clear-headed: "Don't use what you just said to perfuse me, I I know those uncles and aunts are you who asked Uncle Mycroft to help you act..."

"How could it be? Look, mom can also talk to snakes, and mom can also summon two snakes." Anna said softly, "Harry is like mom, so he naturally has such magical abilities."

"But there are no other children... And today... I can't control myself at all... When I get angry..." Harry looked sullen. He lived with Anna since he was a child. Special abilities are commonplace, and it was only after school that he discovered how different he was, so he cleverly hid his abilities and tried to alienate his classmates as much as possible, until today's sudden outbreak.

"That's a magic riot. You're a little wizard. It's normal for you to be like this." Anna stroked Harry's back. She wasn't completely ignorant of the news about the wizarding world. She still understands the basics: "This is the talent bestowed on you by God, which means you have obtained more things than others. There are still many little wizards like you in the world, so there is no need to be afraid."

"But..." Harry was still frowning.

"There's nothing wrong with it, Harry. People are destined to be different, but some people's differences are a little bit bigger." Anna said persuasively, "Look, mom has magic just like you, look, Uncle Sherlock. People can know a lot of information about each other at a glance, Uncle Mycroft knows many secrets in the world, we are very different to many people, but will Harry think we are strange?"

"Of course not!" Harry replied seriously, with his hair up and down: "Everyone is super cool."

"But Uncle Sherlock is also called a freak by others all day long, but those people don't matter to him, so he is not sad, he is used to it." Anna continued earnestly, and she found that Harry was actually in a certain place. Some psychological aspects are quite fragile: "Harry, you know, sometimes people's words hurt more than swords, but it's not that what others think of you is all you are, because of what others think of you, your existence Has the meaning changed? Your life is determined by yourself. If you are suffering like this just because of the evaluation of you by passers-by in your life, what should you do to those who care and love you? They should How sad."

"I'm sorry...Mom..." Harry lowered his head. He was a smart child himself, but he was always digging into the corners of his own abilities: "I won't let you worry about it in the future."

"No, Mom is very happy to help Harry solve his troubles." Anna smiled slightly, but what she said was quite embarrassing: "Remember, if someone still dares to call you a freak in the future, call him directly, no matter how serious the trouble is , Mom will help you settle it, my son is not to be bullied."

"Mom!" Harry was dumbfounded by Anna's words, and the original melancholy atmosphere disappeared.He is a very restrained and well-behaved child, otherwise he would not have known what it would be like to be spoiled by Anna.

"By the way, Jack and the others..." Harry thought of the pustules he had made on Jack and the others.

"Don't worry, the traces on their bodies will disappear soon." Anna remembered the small icons that would disappear after two more under the IDs of the three children, and comforted Harry. She believed that McCoff's men could make them They get proper lessons.

"Those children won't tell you about you, and they probably won't dare to pick on you in the future." After thinking about it, Anna asked again: "Of course, if you want to change schools, mom can do it too..."

Harry shook his head: "No need. I'm a little man, and I don't need to transfer schools for this."

He straightened up, lowered his head to look at the little snake in the cardboard box in his hand, and said sadly, "I'm just sorry for this corn snake. I clearly heard its painful cry for help, but I couldn't save it..."

"About this," Anna blinked playfully, "Mom can save it."

Harry's eyes lit up for a moment, but they were full of doubts. He hesitated, "Mom...but...it's dead..."

"Did Mom say big things?" Anna was satisfied to see Harry shook his head, and a bug flute appeared in his empty left hand: "But this is a secret between Mom and Harry, and no one can tell it. And Harry has to promise his mother to do something for his mother, okay?"

"What's the matter?" Harry asked.

"Let's not talk about it, but mom won't hurt Harry, will she?" Anna shook the bug flute mysteriously.

Harry thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

Seeing Harry nod, Anna lifted the worm flute over the white paper box, and released Nirvana rebirth to the corn snake.A purple butterfly with bright spots flew out from the body of the insect flute, fluttering its wings and blending into the stiff body of the corn snake. After a while, the corn snake opened its eyes and began to swing its body, spitting out the snake letter from its mouth Thank you Anna and Harry with a hissing sound.

"Really alive!" Harry exclaimed happily.

The two traveled to the suburbs to release the corn snake.

"Don't get caught again," said Harry, nodding the corn snake's head.

The corn snake nuzzled Harry's fingers affectionately, burrowed into the grass, and finally disappeared.

The mother and son walked home happily.The warm sunlight poured down obliquely from the top of the two of them, casting long shadows behind them.

"Has Mom experienced such a situation when she was a child?" Harry looked at Anna's jade-like profile on the way, thought for a while, and asked curiously.

"When Mom was a child..." Anna recalled the time from being created by a player account until now, and said with a melancholy smile: "The place where Mom lived when she was a child is surrounded by people like Mom, although some people have different abilities. It will be different, but everyone has talents that are different from ordinary people."

"Then why not stay there?"

"...Because it's so lonely there..."

The sound faded away and finally disappeared.