Lupin was deliberating who to ask about the matter. And no matter who they finally asked, they still believed that Madame Maxim always had a reason for concealing it.

Yes, now, they will no longer be so easy to doubt anyone they once trusted. After all, in the face of disasters and disasters, trust has become a very luxurious thing that everyone should cherish.

Merely...... Often, behind the white lies, there may be some cruel truths hidden. To be honest, there is a ripple of uneasiness in everyone's hearts right now.

Yes, even Aberforth, who still seemed nonchalant, was actually the same—didn't you see that his hand wiping his goblet stopped?

However, only Charlotte is still the same as usual.

"Sirius, would you like another drink?"

She went to the table with the bottle and gestured to Sirius. But at this time, everyone was bothered by Maxim's letter, so naturally they were not in the mood to continue drinking.

"No, no."

Sirius shook her head, and then discussed it with Lupin. Immediately afterward, he subconsciously glanced at the back of Charlotte's long table at the bar.

That's right, at times like these, the calmer the person, the more problematic it is. In fact, Charlotte's "problem" has long been aware of everyone present - she didn't just become like this tonight.

The fall of the Werther family still dealt a big blow to Charlotte after all. Although she didn't like that home since she was a child, others don't say it for the time being, at least she has always loved her father deeply.

However, everything is gone, and whether they like it or hate it, almost all family members have fallen victim to this great disaster.

Sirius and Lupin had wanted to hide this from Charlotte, and Maca thought that maybe she should do it...... At the very least, there doesn't seem to be the need to tell her the truth until the disaster is over.

However, the two remaining children of the Werther family are among their group of refugees, and they are cared for by Lupin - where can they go in this world? And this neighborhood is just such a place, Charlotte also lives here, sooner or later will find out.

When she learned from the child that it was her father who saved the two with his own life, and even sent them out at the cost of turning into a living corpse in the end...... Seriously, even she didn't know how she managed to hold back without breaking down.

But since then, Charlotte has changed.

She used to love to laugh, but she no longer had a smile on her face. She became quiet and indifferent, as if nothing could touch her heart anymore.

However, perhaps because of those two children, the two remaining family members of her, she was not completely depressed. Even if she just pretends to be calm and natural, as if nothing has happened, she doesn't want her children to see her lost soul.

But this may already be the limit of what Charlotte can do.

"Is something bad happening at the front again?"

When Sirius and Luping hesitated about Maxim's letter, the thought only flashed through Charlotte's mind, and she instinctively ignored it.

In this world, there was enough misfortune and she didn't want to feel any more sadness. If she thought about it again, she was afraid that she would really not be able to hold on.

"Aberforth, I'll go back first—I'll have to get up early to-morrow to wash the clothes for the two children. They don't know where they have gone these days, and they are covered in mud, which is really a headache. ”

With such a casual remark, Charlotte put down the rag in her hand, shook her hand and walked to the back door. She now lives with her two children, near Aberforth, a little closer from the back door.

"Huh?"

Aberforth had another pause at hand, and only after looking at her did he nod.

"Hmm...... Rest early. ”

To be honest, it's quite unusual for Aberforth, who has always been cold, to say that. However, Charlotte obviously didn't care much, and it was in vain that he cared for this rare thing.

In a short time, Charlotte was dressed in moonlight, walking step by step on the stone road outside the back door, and then gently opened a door on the side of the street not far away.

At this point in time, the two children naturally fell asleep a long time ago, and their hands and feet had to be lighter.

Charlotte didn't light the light, and after closing the door, she slowly went up the stairs to the second floor, pushed open the door on the right-hand side and stood in the doorway to look at it. Seeing that the two children were asleep in the bed, she also turned back to her room.

Since they live here, they try not to use spells as much as possible, and they have to do everything themselves. For them who are not used to Muggle life, it is still very tiring. In addition, Charlotte, who has never been married, has to take care of the daily life of her two children, and she has been living a good life recently.

Unfortunately, even though she is physically and mentally exhausted, she still can't sleep well at night. The death of her father, the destruction of her family, and even her powerlessness in the face of disaster, as soon as she lay down, everything began to swirl in her mind.

This situation may be shared by everyone who lives in this community at present, but it is believed that she is the most serious.

After lying down for a long time, realizing that she might still not be able to sleep on her own tonight, Charlotte finally got up again, opened the drawer of the bedside table, and took out a bottle of potion.

It's just that after uncorking the bottle, she looked at the potion in a daze.

That's right, occasionally...... Occasionally, Charlotte thinks of Maca. I haven't seen him in a while, and I don't know how many powerful enemies he has defeated and how many innocent lives he has saved.

However, the disaster continues, and listening to the content of the weekly secret letter, it seems that it is still intensifying.

"Goo."

You can't think too much about bad things, and thinking too much will only drown everything out of despair. Charlotte poured a puff of sleeping pill, then corked the bottle and put it in a drawer, and lay down on the bed.

The night is getting deeper, and the insects outside the window are singing one after another, which highlights its quietness.

The effects of potions are reliable...... Under the effect of sleeping pills, Charlotte gradually sank into her dreams. Even though the nightmares continued, this night finally survived again.

The next morning, while doing laundry at the door, Charlotte heard about something - Sirius left the neighborhood and went to Beauxbatons to find out the truth.

After hearing this, she just lowered her head and answered softly.

"Oh, is that so?"

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