In Hedwig's eyes, his son is always so dazzling.

She didn't know how to read, her husband died early, and she relied on selling pies with ancestral secret recipes to raise her children with hard work, but fortunately, her son Sirius was very competitive, awakened his magical talent, and won a full scholarship from the school to enter the Asterl High School of Magic.

Hedwig thinks that as long as she has read books, she is a big man, not to mention a mage, in her simple concept, a mage who can call the wind and rain and control the thunder and lightning is simply the same as the legendary god, and her son is the best among them.

Siris didn't like to live at home, and Hedwig could understand that the Belém apartment was so noisy that all kinds of people lived here, which affected Siris's rest and studies.

But Hedwig couldn't understand why Siris said that his thesis was not approved.

Since one day two years ago, Sirius has become a little eccentric, muttering to himself and spending more time at home.

He told Hedwig that his dissertation had been rejected by his supervisor and that they considered his dissertation meaningless.

Hedwig believes in her son, of course, and even if everyone in the world doesn't believe in Ciris, Hedwig will believe him.

She believed that her son was right, and that those so-called mentors must be wrong.

To this, Siris only smiled.

"Mom, you don't even know the words, how do you know that I must be right."

"I know, my son must be right."

Hedwig said with certainty, she packed her things and prepared to push the cart out the door.

Life had to go on, Hedwig glanced at her son who was sitting at the table, staring at the paper in her hand, and said nothing.

She has a secret.

Hedwig used to sell food near the Asterle High School of Magic, partly hoping to meet her son "by chance", and on the other hand, the students here were generous and liked to eat the pies she made.

During the small talk, Hedwig casually talked about her son's thesis, and at this time, she was told that there were some "doorways" to send her paper to the school archives, which many rich people like to do.

Hedwig immediately felt a little excited, and after careful inquiry, she finally decided to trade today.

She first sold the pies she made in the shopping street, and there was some surprise, but today's business was particularly good, which made Hedwig feel that her luck might have arrived.

By the afternoon, when Hedwig had sold most of the pies, she waited at the door of a storefront on the high street.

After about a quarter of an hour, a man walked up to Hedwig's side and asked in a low voice.

"Are you the one who wants to send the paper?"

He looked Hedwig up and down, a little unconvinced that the woman could write a dissertation.

"Yes, this is my son's paper."

As she spoke, Hedwig was about to take out the bound papers that she had secretly taken out of the copies, and she had kept several copies, and her son would not let Hedwig touch them, but Hedwig regarded them as treasures and kept them in a box.

The man hurriedly stopped her.

"Wait, let's keep it low-key and give the money first, two gold coins, or two hundred silver coins."

Two gold coins, which is basically the income that Hedwig may not be able to earn even after a year of hard work.

The mother gritted her teeth and pulled out a bag.

This bag is the savings she has saved over the past few years, and she originally wanted to wait until Siris graduates, and the two of them will change to a big house to live in, so that Siris can safely invite Lysa to her home as a guest.

She knew that Siris thought Belen's apartment was a little dirty and embarrassed to bring the girl, so Hedwig didn't mention it much.

But now, in order to get Ciris's thesis recognized, Hedwig is willing to spend the money.

The man took the pouch and opened it, and in addition to the silver coins, there were many copper coins, each of which had mottled marks, apparently from Hedwig's savings over the years.

The man raised his eyebrows, a little moved, but still accepted the money bag, and then said.

"Give me the paper."

Hedwig then held the paper in both hands and handed it to the man.

The man glanced at it and put it away, then let Hedwig wait where she was, and walked into the schoolyard herself.

Hedwig was a little apprehensive, she didn't feel sorry for the money, she just didn't know if she could succeed, whether Ciris's paper would be included.

Time passed, and finally, an hour later, the man came out of the side door of the school and found Hedwig.

"This is the paper number, this is the inclusion certificate, they can all be checked, if you are not at ease, you can come to the archives tomorrow to check."

The man said, handing Hedwig a document.

Hedwig took the paper, smiling so much that she carefully put it in her pocket and thanked the man repeatedly.

"Thank you, thank you."

The man told Hedwig not to tell anyone about it, and left.

Hedwig looked at the document in her hand, she didn't know how to read, but she could recognize her son's name on it, she looked at it again and again, and finally put it away, pushed the cart, crossed half of the city of Trestan, and returned to her little home.

Siris has already gone out, he has been going out a lot lately, Hedwig didn't ask too much, after all, compared to some time ago, Siris has been staying at home and staying at home, and now he is much more normal.

Hedwig talked to her neighbors about what had happened recently, cooked dinner, and when the sun set, Siris returned home.

Without saying a word, he sat down at the table, picked up his pen, and wrote and drew on the paper again until Hedwig called him to dinner.

Dinner was simple, a few slices of bread, a bowl of soup stewed with meat foam left over from the pie, and vegetables, which Siris ate mechanically, Hedwig wanted to tell Siris what she had done today, but she thought about it and suppressed the thought.

The most taboo thing about Cialis is to rely on shady means to do things, and he certainly doesn't like that his papers are not recognized by others, but only because they rely on money to get into the archives.

Everything Hedwig did was the last hole card, and she thought that next month was her son's birthday, and she was going to tell him the news on that day and surprise him.

"What's wrong?"

Siris asked, as he put down the soup bowl full of minced meat, as he seemed a little overjoyed to see his mother.

"No, it's nothing, you eat more meat."

Hedwig shook her head, and spooned another spoonful of the soup full of meat into Siris's bowl.