111: The Truth of Life

"Mr. Taylor, did you visit Professor Quirrell's office yesterday?" Professor McGonagall asked, her eyebrows almost together.

"That's right." Joel knew that Professor McGonagall was speaking to Dumbledore.

Sure enough, Dumbledore immediately turned around when he heard this, "Joel, can I know the content of your conversation with Quirrell?" ”

"Absolutely."

"Let's go outside," Professor McGonagall lowered her voice, glancing at Neville and Harry from their sleep, "Don't disturb the children. ”

Outside the gate of the medical wing, Joel told the reason he had already thought of, Quirrell was dead anyway, Voldemort was still on the run outside, and no one could confront him if he made up a little lie.

"You're going to Professor Quirrell and ask about your parents?" Professor McGonagall was a little frustrated, "What did he tell you?" ”

"He said my parents were clerks in the Department of Mysteries and went missing because of an accident......" Joel blinked.

"Is he more kind to you?" Dumbledore asked.

“…… It's okay, but it's not bad. ”

Professor Dumbledore chuckled, "Tom doesn't seem to have discovered the truth until now. ”

"What?" Joel felt that he might be able to ask Dumbledore the right answer to his origins.

"Silly boy," Professor McGonagall's tone was still a little stiff, but it was the gentlest thing Joel had ever heard of her, "you resemble your mother, especially this eyebrow. ”

"Your parents caused Tom a lot of trouble back then," Dumbledore held out his hand and patted Joel on the head, "They are indeed employees of the Department of Mysteries, but they are also members of the Order of the Phoenix, and the Order of the Phoenix is ...... The organization that fought the Death Eaters. ”

One sentence lifted Joel's heart.

"The couple infiltrated the Death Eaters and provided us with a lot of top-secret information, helping the Potters and Longbottoms escape Voldemort many times."

"But ten years ago, the two of them were tasked with working with the other Death Eaters in the Department of Mysteries to study some kind of paranormal phenomenon, but the mission failed, and the two of them disappeared without a trace along with the six Death Eaters of the Silence."

"The orphanage ......," Joel froze.

"Your mother gave birth to you and was so weak that she almost lost her life," Dumbledore explained, "and she loved you so much that she didn't want to expose you to the Death Eaters." ”

"Voldemort trusted your parents a lot, but he did a lot of crazy things at that time, and your parents were afraid that your safety would be threatened, so they sent you to an orphanage, hoping that you would grow up there until Voldemort lost power, and by the way, changed your surname and the memory of the orphanage director."

Joel crouched down against the corner.

Dumbledore's palm gently caressed the back of Joel's head, with a bit of warmth.

"Why did Voldemort know my true identity?" Joel still feels wrong, "You can't just speculate based on looks, it's obvious that the surname is different......"

"Your mother's name changed for you......" Professor McGonagall muttered, "anyone can guess it." ”

"What do you mean?" Joel didn't come to his senses.

"Your last name Tyler comes from your mother's name," Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore looked at each other, "and the last name Joel comes from your godfather." ”

"I still have a godfather?" Joel was stunned, "Is he still alive?" ”

"He was also an employee of the Department of Mysteries and was killed eleven years ago." Dumbledore shook his head slightly.

"Ah......" Joel let out an inexplicable sigh, the current situation is that the parents and godfathers of the original owner of the body are all missing, and since the undercover identities of his parents have not been exposed, the Order of the Phoenix and Voldemort have a good attitude towards him.

Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore looked at each other with a hint of worry in their eyes.

"Mr. Taylor," said Professor McGonagall, "change back to your father's surname, if you wish, and we can help you as much as you wish." ”

Joel shook his head, his face as usual, "There's no need for that, Professor McGonagall, I think that's a pretty good name." ”

"Come with me, Professor Dumbledore, I have made some new discoveries in the grass outside the castle in the middle of the night."

Joel led the two professors out of the castle and found the cage in the grass, with the tiger cub still inside, looking a little impatient.

"Oh......" Dumbledore raised an eyebrow at the sight of the tiger cub.

"This cage looks like Tom's work," he touched with interest, and the tiger cub was quite repulsive to this strange human, and let out a menacing growl, "It's very interesting, it can keep the animal in it honestly, and neither the physical nor the magical level can destroy the cage." ”

"Looks like you can even block out the sound, it......'s funny," Dumbledore's eyes gleamed with curiosity.

"Isn't that ......?"

"Don't worry," Dumbledore said with a slight smile on his face, "this cage is also Transfiguration after all, how Tom built it, I can also follow the same path to change the cage back to its original shape." ”

Dumbledore walked around the cage twice, the tiger cub's gaze followed his body, and he bent down to make an attacking gesture, it was very sensitive to the enemy's breath, and could judge who was the biggest threat to it, and in its opinion, the white-bearded old man in front of him was even more terrifying than the black hood.

Dumbledore seemed to have found the trick, and he stretched out his wand and slammed it on the cage, startling the tiger cub.

The cage folded up like a trap, and finally turned into a skull in Dumbledore's hands that emitted green smoke.

A system prompt rings in Joel's head: The side quest - Saving the Tiger with Different Eyes has been completed, and the reward is obtained: the trust of the Tiger Cub.

As soon as he turned off the system prompt, the freed tiger cub jumped up, two strong claws on Joel's shoulders, and his head rubbing against the side of Joel's neck.

"Looks like you two are getting along well." Dumbledore had thought that the tiger cub would attack them, but the first thing he did after he was rescued was to go to Joel to be spoiled.

"I found it in the grass before, and I tried to comfort him when I saw that it was pitiful." Joel hurriedly explained.

"But why are there tigers in Europe?" Professor McGonagall, who had been standing on the sidelines, was a little confused.

"This tiger must have escaped from the Forbidden Forest," Dumbledore was not surprised, "There are many alien species in the Forbidden Forest, many of which have been abandoned by wizards and left to live in the Forbidden Forest. ”

"Shall we put it back in the Forbidden Forest, then?" Joel said as he reached out his hand against the cub's head, which had a fishy smell on its tongue and barbs, and licked it in Joel's face.