Connor was actually quite happy with his family's situation.

Grandpa has a stubborn and eccentric personality, but he teaches himself a lot of knowledge generously and selflessly, while his adoptive mother is even more eccentric, but she also loves him from the bottom of her heart.

And if anything, it's probably that the overly obvious purpose they occasionally show makes him feel slightly uncomfortable.

For example, this is the case now.

He could feel the urgency of his adoptive mother's words.

And the combination is even weirder.

It felt like his mother wished he was going to be bad.

Thinking of this, Connor felt a pang of discomfort in his heart.

"Seriously, do I have to run to Gringotts to grab a Galleon to prove myself?"

Even his words became extreme.

And the witch just sighed softly:

"Not really, I just want you to protect yourself."

She reached out her translucent hand and gently stroked Connor's forehead.

The cold touch made Connor can't help but close his eyes.

"I know, but I don't think there is any need to pay attention to the gains and losses of some things all the time, just like you and the old man brought me home."

“……”

"I can't remember what happened before, but you really raised me."

"But we don't demand nothing from you, kid, and we're putting a lot of pressure on you."

Faintly, there seemed to be a hint of heaviness in the mother's ethereal voice.

Connor couldn't help but reach out and grab her arm, which seemed to have no weight.

"But I'm all next, aren't I? But if you take 10,000 steps back, you can't just find out that I have a talent for learning in the first place, can you? But you saved me anyway...... You are my loved ones. ”

“……”

"Mom?"

After a long time without a normal response, Connor couldn't help but open his eyes, but before he could see the look on his mother's face, he saw a rush of afterimages.

"Mom?!"

He couldn't help but raise his voice, as if he was trying to stop something, but there was clearly no chance.

The witch had already taken him in her arms.

"Hiss......"

It's just that it's not a nice touch, it's a little soft, but it's more cold.

It's like falling into an ice cave.

"Let go! Let me go! ”

He subconsciously struggled.

Mother is like this, every time she will seize the time to use her ghost-like state to play tricks on herself.

But after struggling subconsciously for a moment, Connor realized that things didn't seem to be quite what he had thought.

Her embrace was not warm, but it was soft, like a gentle veil caressing herself.

This made him sense that something was wrong.

Slowly closing his eyes, he felt that he could feel an inexplicable sadness.

This hug, this contact, seems to convey something unusual.

"Mom?"

He wanted to see how his mother looked now, but he was only held by her, and he couldn't see anything at all.

"It's nothing, mom is just...... Just happy. ”

When Connor was released, he saw his mother's translucent face smiling brightly.

He took his cheek again and kissed him on the forehead.

"I thought you would be dissatisfied with me because of what happened before."

She spoke, with a kind of remembrance between her words.

"After all, in the past, that old guy and I could only give you those books, only those things we could teach you, and there was no way to help you meet some new people...... Mom's friends, you don't know them well. ”

Just because of this?

"How so?"

Connor shook his head.

"I hadn't thought about this before, I was just reading books, and for me, that's what I like the most."

Seeing his mother's expression of guilt and unease, Connor couldn't help but add:

"What's more, if you want to make friends, you will have a chance in the future, aren't I on the way to school now, there will be a lot of peers over there."

"Well, no matter what other mess it is, I still want you to be happy after all."

"I'm already happy now."

Mother and son looked at each other and smiled, and the witch reached out to caress her adopted son's face.

Just smiling and laughing, Connor came back to his senses and only felt an inexplicable sense of disobedience.

Isn't something quite right?

I did seem to be able to vaguely feel that sadness before.

But before Connor could think about anything, he heard his mother's voice of concern.

"You should be feeling cold by now, though."

"Ah...... Actually, it's okay. ”

The train of thought that had not yet fully unfolded was completely interrupted, and all that came to Connor's eyes was the witch's concerned expression.

She gestured to the small suitcase that lay beside it.

"Let that kid out, it will keep you warm."

'Goodong'

With the voice of the witch, the suitcase, which had been quite stable, shook like this.

Connor knew that his mother was referring to a pet she had given him, nicknamed Phil, a peculiar 'animal'.

Everyone in the family thought it was cute, but there were some physical problems, otherwise it wouldn't have to be stuffed into a suitcase with a traceless stretching spell.

"I'm afraid that this compartment will be blown up, and something will happen."

"It's okay, you just let some of it out, anyway, this kid just looks like he wants to come out and breathe."

"Hmm...... It's not impossible? ”

Tapping lightly on the suitcase, Connor whispered.

"Phil, can you give me a furry thing? A kitten or something? ”

'Knock'

The suitcase shook, as if in agreement.

"Then I'll open it."

'Smack'

He opened the suitcase, but before he could prepare anything, a silver-white figure sprang out of the suitcase.

This directly startled Connor.

But when he came back to his senses, he only felt warm in his arms.

Unlike his mother's coldness, which draws body temperature, the silvery-white 'kitten' is warming him with its own temperature, and its furry body seems to be able to bury his hands completely.

"Whew...... That's nice. ”

Connor couldn't help but squint his eyes.

It's just that before he could enjoy the warmth too much, there was a knock at the door, as if he was a little impatient.

Connor subconsciously looked at his mother, but her figure gradually became transparent as usual, as if it had completely dissipated.

"Let me see how you handle this."

Connor couldn't help but sigh.

"Wait a minute."

He patted the silver cat sitting in his arms and motioned for him to come over his shoulder.

And the cat just became a 'scarf', looking fluffy, with its head down and ears drooping, and even its face could not be found.

"Which one is it?"

After adjusting his expression, he asked.

If it's a help-seeker like Neville, he doesn't mind helping, although he is new to the wizarding world, whether it is the ticket inspector of the express train or the little chubby dun who is not good at words before, he has a good impression.

The wizarding world must be very friendly!

But when he opened the door of the cubicle, he saw not the kind face he expected.

There are three people in total, theoretically the same age as him.

They stood right in the doorway, as if they were going to block the entire aisle.

One tall and one short, two chubby, their gorilla-like arms impressed Connor, and the little blonde wizard standing at the forefront, almost with the word arrogance written on his face.

How to say that?

It's completely a classic villain image of a standard little kid young master and his two mentally handicapped followers.

"So, what's the matter with you?"

But in the face of not being able to judge people by their appearance, Connor asked politely.

"You're alone?"

After a closer look at Connor, the arrogant little wizard just asked.

"Well, I'm the only one here."

Instinctively unhappy with his attitude, Connor answered.

"Do you want to come in and sit for a while?"

He subconsciously glanced back at the carriage, and the scene outside passed quickly, and the train had been running for a while.

"Tsk...... Redhead, what's your name? ”

But at this time, the kindness he showed was trampled on the ground.

The eldest young master just asked arrogantly.

McMab ...... Connor McMab, what's the matter? ”

Sensing that something was wrong, Connor's otherwise mild tone gradually calmed down.

But for the sake of politeness, he still kept a basic smile.

It's just that this last kindness has also been trampled on.

McMab ...... Well, unheard names...... So give you a chance, pack your bags, and roll somewhere else, we're going to have this compartment in place. ”

There seems to be no idea of negotiation between the words, and that kind of arrogance is revealed from the bones.

Seeing this, Connor couldn't help but squint his eyes.

It seems that the wizarding world, which has to hide itself and shrink into a corner, does not seem to be as friendly and united as he imagined.

Moreover, there seems to be a very serious problem inside!