With Marca's caution, he naturally inspected the residential area of the street where Fisher's house was located. The quickest update was because he was sure that there wasn't a single wizard left in the community, it was a pure Muggle community.

Of course, people grow legs on their own, and the occasional wizard who comes here for some reason is not something to make a fuss about.

But now there is a little guest with a very special background in this family!

Whatever the reason, Maca didn't want to be noticed by some well-intentioned person. Maybe it's because of his senseless pity for an innocent child, or maybe it's because sooner or later the child's biological father will reappear...... Whether it's the former or the latter, he has a reason to take responsibility to protect little Delphi from some unnecessary harm.

But it turned out that this time he was worried in vain.

……

"Oh! Kid Dad, what happened just now? ”

Next door to Fisher's house, a Muggle woman was looking around in surprise, her heart full of doubt. Yes, it was the moment she felt as if she had been thrown into an icy lake, and the sound of the whole world disappeared in an instant.

"I don't know ......"

The man beside her was equally surprised, his brow furrowed, but his demeanor was much calmer than that of his wife. I saw him cautiously approaching the doors and windows, as if listening to the voices outside.

There are always some noisy ambient sounds in this street community on weekdays, or the engines of cars passing by, or children frolicking, even at night, there are often insects and birds chirping, and there is no quiet for a moment.

But that's life, it's better to have movement than to be dead every day, isn't it?

Just like just now, the silence at that moment was really terrifying. It didn't last long, but it was enough to make an ordinary Muggle couple break out in a cold sweat, and the silence was too unusual.

But at that moment, a sharp and violent thud suddenly sounded from the upper floor, and the sound of countless hands constantly tapping against the floor startled the Muggle woman once again.

"Isn't this little rabbit still honest?"

When the man heard this, a trace of anger suddenly appeared on his face. Without saying a word, he turned around sharply, and Teng Teng walked up the stairs that led to the second floor.

"Kid's father, just remember to talk about it, but don't do it again!" The woman hurriedly persuaded her, but only got a cold snort from her own man.

"If you don't let him increase his memory, he won't have to turn the sky up next time?"

The man went upstairs in a rage, and after a while, there was a knock on the door on the second floor, followed by the man's roar.

"Little bunny! You haven't fixed enough yet, have you? What's going on again! ”

After a few angry reprimands, the child's cries of pain followed, followed by the faint sound of footsteps between the two of them.

The child's mother listened downstairs and several times wanted to rush up and beg her husband to stop beating the child. But this time, his son's disaster was too big, this child not only broke a little fat man's leg, but also provoked other parents to almost call the police.

She knew that even if her husband did have a violent temper, hitting the child would indeed have a bad impact on the child, but this time she shouldn't stop it.

However, it was the moment when her face was full of distress and tears were in her eyes that suddenly a heavy thud sounded upstairs. In the next second, she was stunned to see that her man actually fell down the stairs upside down and slammed into the floor with a "bang".

"Oh boy, dad, what's wrong with you" "Don't come here! ”

But the man stopped his wife and got up from the ground with difficulty. He looked up upstairs with blazing eyes, his expression full of seriousness.

“…… I see. He held the handle of the stairs with one hand and his waist with the other, and a trace of pain flashed across his face, "This little rabbit cub...... You wait downstairs, don't come up. ”

With that, the man staggered up the stairs again.

In front of the stairs on the second floor is a horizontal corridor, and on the right hand side is the large and small bedrooms, and on the left is a utility room and a small bathroom.

The child's small bedroom was at the end of the corridor on the right side, and the door to the bedroom was ajar at the moment. Through the crack in the door, it was pitch black, and it was impossible to see what was in the room.

"Little bunny, I know how you broke James's leg...... Hmph, do you think it's not your fault? Let me tell you, whether this incident was an accident or not, you kid knows it in your own heart! ”

The man leaned against the wall by the door and spoke coldly, but there was no response from the child in the room. Obviously, the stinky boy didn't want to admit that he was just as stubborn as he was.

"Little cub, I'm in," the man said through gritted teeth, "I warn you, if you dare to use that kind of power against you and me again, it won't be as simple as running out of food!" ”

With that, his hand hesitated slightly, then quickly shook his head and gently pushed open the bedroom door.

Luckily, his threats seemed to have some effect, at least this time he wasn't floated straight off the ground like he had just done and then lifted straight through the handrails of the hallway to the downstairs.

"Little Bunny" "Don't call me Little Bunny! You named me! ”

A slightly childish voice rang out from the darkened bedroom, and it was equally full of anger. Although I couldn't see the child's appearance, just by listening to his voice, I knew that he shouldn't be very old.

"Huh, okay?" The man said coldly, "Ens, open the curtains!" ”

"I hate the sun," the child's voice was equally cold, without a hint of goodness, "the chandelier switch is at your hand, why don't you turn it on yourself?" ”

"Little rabbit, your skin is itchy again, isn't it? With your kid's attitude, you still want Lao Tzu to call you by your name? Do you deserve the name that Lao Tzu gave you? ”

The man cursed angrily, clenched his fist and slammed it against the wall next to him. With a few flickering moments in the bedroom, the small chandelier placed on the ceiling finally glowed brightly, illuminating the entire room.

It can be seen that there are still remnants of the chaos caused by the father and son chasing and fleeing in the room.

Half of the quilt was draped over the carpet, wrinkled and messy; Pillows were tossed on a small desk, on which books and stationery were scattered everywhere; The worst thing was the wardrobe standing against the wall, even the door was knocked crooked, hanging diagonally to the side, and many of the clothes inside slipped to the outside of the cabinet door.

And on that crumpled bed, a little boy who was completely out of step with strength was hugging his knees, leaning on the headboard with his neck bent, his eyes looking directly at his father full of stubbornness.

The child looked to be about ten years old, with short black hair just enough to cover his ears, and his hair was tangled and messy.

"Why, dare to stare at you Lao Tzu?" The man glanced at him, "You think you've found something remarkable about yourself?" Hum...... Dare to break someone else's leg? Hurry up, give you all the explanations to me and make it clear! ”

The boy did not open his mouth to argue, but he also did not seem to have any intention of explaining what he had done. He just stared at his father with that immature and cold gaze, and didn't say a word.

"Don't want to say?"

Seeing that his son was almost indifferent to his words, the anger in the man's heart suddenly rose again, and he was about to walk to the bed, his right hand was already clenched.

"You little bunny, you just don't clean it up!"

He was about to raise his fist as he spoke, but he didn't expect that his son would dare to do anything with him. The next moment, the arm that looked slender and weak had already stretched out one step ahead of him, and he gently pushed it towards the man.

Originally, the boy's palm could only be pushed into the air, but the fact was that his father was directly hit in the chest by an invisible force. The force was so strong that it sent him flying upside down again, slamming into the wall of the room.

"You cough cough" The man slid from the wall to the floor, and after struggling for a while, he barely supported his body, and coughed a few times with a little pain, "Little rabbit, who do you think gave you these skills?" Ahem...... Damn it! ”

He said this quietly, obviously complaining to himself. But now the room was quiet, and his voice was soft enough for the boy sitting on the bed to hear.

"'Who do you think gave it to you'...... What is the meaning? The boy finally spoke again, not loud but clear.

The man looked up in the corner, not showing any surprise at his son's anomalous abilities. Yes, he had been angry and receptive to Muggles from the rest of the world. At this time, he squinted his eyes and stared coldly at his son, just like the child's demeanor just now.

From here, it can be seen that the character of the black-haired boy is completely inherited from his irascible father.

After a long while, the man who had re-examined his son from beginning to end stood up against the wall. There was still fire in his eyes, but more of it was a kind of memory and contemplation mixed with profundity.

"After a while, you kid will understand without me saying it." He said angrily, "In short, don't think that you have a different power and use it indiscriminately, otherwise I won't be able to save you, do you think you can really control it completely?" ”

Hearing his father say this, the boy immediately flattened his mouth and stopped talking.