Connor was still listening to what Isobel was saying, but he didn't have much time to think about herself.

That's probably a daughter's nostalgia and dissatisfaction with her deceased mother.

There is no doubt that Isobel loves her mother, otherwise she would not have thought of fulfilling her mother's last wish - it seems that she is obviously indifferent to her father and does not even want to admit his existence, but she is trying to clear his name.

However, it is impossible to say that there are no complaints.

According to Isobel herself, her mother, Isobel Morag, left behind little about her daughter.

When she tried to find some of her mother's words, all she got were records of other people she didn't know, and resentment was inevitable.

However, none of this is the point right now.

What really mattered to Connor were the names that Isobel had inadvertently mentioned.

"Philosopher's Stone, Chamber of Secrets, ......"

If nothing else, the next step should be......

"Prisoner of Azkaban, Goblet of Fire, Order of the Phoenix."

The names that were all too familiar to Connor came up one after another, and Connor felt a tingling sensation in his scalp for the first time in a long time.

Yes, absolutely.

Isobel's mother, the witch who once studied at Hogwarts, Isobel Morag, was not a well-known prophet or soothsayer.

Connor had no way of determining whether he was a time-traveler or not, but Isobel's mother was probably right.

And to really verify this, you have to see the records left by her mother with your own eyes.

But the problem is that now is clearly not the time to say that.

"My mother's last words are simply the personal biography of the protagonist of a novel, and everyone is mentioned in it, but there is no me."

When he came back to his senses from his almost rambling thoughts, he heard this emotion.

Upon re-meeting her gaze, Connor noticed that her eyes twitched slightly.

It was her mother, but she didn't say a word about her.

"My mother even made it a point that the guy was going to die in his fifth year, but I still haven't seen anything about me...... Sometimes I wonder if I'm superfluous. ”

In this case, it would be too ruthless to continue to ask her for her mother's relics or something, even if it was just to borrow them.

"But these things were meant to be for you, weren't they?"

Taking advantage of the gap between words, Connor couldn't help but respond.

"I think you know that you know that what your mother left behind is a gift from her."

“…… You're right. ”

After a moment of silence, Isobel whispered.

"It's just...... It's just that I don't know how to describe my current mood, maybe I'm too greedy. ”

"It's not greed, children always like their parents, parents can love themselves, and it's also the child's privilege to spoil their parents......"

As for the large number of complaints that Isobel said before, it is not so much a question about his mother and himself, but a complaint about his mother's absence.

She is only 11 years old, and there is no one in Benmai who is qualified enough to ask her to be strong and hardworking.

And all she needed was a little comfort.

"You at least have your own name."

Connor continued.

"I believe that the first gift every child receives from their parents is a name, and your mother gave you her own name, and I believe it must be ......"

"But I chose my name."

"Huh?"

In an instant, the atmosphere that should have improved was directly pressed the silence button.

Time seemed to freeze, and Connor felt embarrassed to be able to pull a castle out of the floor with his toes.

"You took it yourself?"

"Can't you? By the way, the guy you see in Quidditch class on a regular day is named Morag. ”

Isobel.

Morag.

Good guys, this is completely a tear apart of the mother's name, right?

"But...... You're not wrong, my mother did give me a name, but I didn't like it. ”

"Don't like it?"

"That's what the man took it."

Isobel said calmly.

"So I don't like it."

Her father: Sirius Black.

"He's been framed after all......"

"Peter Pettigrew can escape for ten years, he really has the heart to clear his name, how can he stay in Azkaban for so long?"

“……”

"He wasn't there when I was born, he wasn't there when my mother died, so why should I use the name he gave?"

“……”

This is no longer a question of factual logic, but of emotional tendencies.

Isobel's accusations may be illogical, but they are plausible.

"Do you think I'm being a little vexatious?"

"Nope."

Connor shook his head.

It's really not like he's talking nonsense here.

"Actually, I don't hear the hatred for the person in your words, and I don't think you hate Sirius."

"Of course I don't hate him, he probably doesn't even know where I'm going...... But I just don't want to have anything to do with him. ”

The girl spoke.

"From now on he will be his savior father, and I will live my own life...... After fulfilling my mother's wishes, I didn't want to hear anything about him again. ”

Isobel.

Now she just hates that man.

It's just that this kind of thing is obviously not that simple.

If it can really be cut off neatly, society and people's hearts will not be so complicated.

"Then when he comes out, if he wants to see your mother...... So what to do? ”

“……”

Isobel fell silent, she clearly hadn't thought about such a thing.

Or rather, she's been running away.

"Now that Peter has been caught, if nothing else, Mr. Headmaster will press the Ministry of Magic to reopen the trial......"

"It must be your fault, right?"

"Huh?"

"If it weren't for you, that 'strategizing' headmaster wouldn't have helped that idiot turn the case around anyway."

This, it's really hard to say.

Connor didn't know how to answer anyway, only that it was all Dumbledore's plan or that he was in control.

As for themselves......

"There's no point in dwelling on this kind of thing."

These words were addressed to Isobel, and they were Connor's reminder to himself.

"I think you should be prepared for that, because you're probably going to meet anyway, and for whatever reason, you have to at least be mentally prepared...... You should do this even if it's for the sake of your own mental stability. ”

“…… You know? ”

"No, I don't know, it's just that your current behavior makes me vaguely guess, and your attitude convinces me of that."

Connor stared at the girl, who was still as fragile as broken glass.

"You should be feeling a little tired right now, and you even vaguely feel like you can't control your body, right?"

“……”