London, in an abandoned house.

It has been uninhabited for a long time, and it is full of dust and rats, insects and ants.

Inside the fireplace, the blue flame ignites automatically.

Immediately after that, two people walked out of it.

However, due to the small size of the fireplace, a corpse was thrown out.

Then Gauss and Lippi came out.

"Mission accomplished."

Gauss immediately turned to look at Lippi, who was very professional, but waited until he was completely safe to take the money.

Lippi's face darkened, he looked at Gauss with sparkling eyes, and turned his face away, "I'll give it to you tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" Gauss's face fell, and he said unpleasantly, "If you say that the task is solved, you will pay."

"Take this as a mortgage first." Lippi sighed and handed the bloody blade to Gauss.

This one who wants money for death doesn't give face at all.

"I'll give you time for my boss's sake, and this is also mine, as interest."

As soon as Lippi took out the cigarette he was holding, he was snatched by Gauss.

Lippi looked at his empty hands and muttered; "Leave me one."

As a smoker, he hasn't smoked in months.

"Tsk," Gauss glanced at him, "a hundred Galleons."

"You're robbing money?" Lippi was furious.

"Love or not," Gauss said as he slipped the cigarette into his pocket and gestured to leave.

"One hundred Galleons!" Lippi raised his hand with difficulty and said resentfully, "Let's pay the bill together tomorrow."

"Okay."

Gauss smiled and took out his cigarette with both hands.

It's just a real one.

Lippi took a deep breath and told himself that he couldn't cross the river and tear down the bridge.

With trembling hands, he put the cigarette to his mouth, and as soon as he lit it, a drop of rain hit the bridge of his nose.

Then they both looked up at the same time.

Gauss said unexpectedly, "I said there was no light on the lamp."

There was a big hole in the ceiling, and the rain was quietly coming.

Leather took it and stuffed the cigarette into the pocket of his clothes.

The next second.

Heavy rain is pouring down..z.

Both of them have become soup chickens.

Speechless, Gauss said expressionlessly: "Say yes first, don't return the goods."

Lippi: "......" I really want to kill you.

Lippi floated the corpse with zombies floating, and he looked at Gauss, who had walked out the door with him.

"Where are you going?"

"Me?" Gauss looked around, tightened his clothes and said, "Of course I'm going home."

Lippi nodded, he was going to find Old Barty.

The two parted.

Gauss watched Lippi leave, and he touched his pocket.

"Forget it, if you don't have money, you don't have money."

He walked alone in the night.

Unlike the people around him who were in a hurry to hide from the rain, he was slow and leisurely in the rain, not in a hurry at all.

...

Zollid's Welfare Home, London.

Gauss was standing outside when an old woman spotted him.

"Who is it?"

The old woman was very vigilant.

Gauss went under the eaves and took off his hat.

"Oh God, it's you," the old woman was pleasantly surprised, and she came to Gauss to confirm, "Gauss Otmar."

"Do you remember me?" Gauss said in surprise, "Mrs. May."

"Of course, I remember you, you used to be the best kid here." Mrs. May said enthusiastically, "Come in, I've been wondering where you've been all these years."

"God, you don't even have an umbrella."

Mrs. May was still the same as before, she kept chattering and complaining about Gauss being drenched in the rain.

It's like Gauss was out in the rain when he was a kid

The lesson is heartwarming.

He walked to the orphanage, an abandoned baby outside the convent, and then to the Zollid.

Before the age of eleven, he didn't even know he was a wizard.

Mrs. May was kind to every child, although more often than not they had enough to eat.

It's a small welfare home, and the kids in it aren't those cute kids.

Most of them are abandoned children with disabilities, and other welfare homes will not be sent here.

Because these children are not destined to be adopted.

Gauss was an accident, and the monastery regarded him as ominous, as his unintentional magic was treated as a monster.

He was tied up to perform an exorcism.

But he escaped, and was picked up by Madame May outside.

The bits and pieces about this make Gauss smile at the corners of his mouth.

"I remember wetting the bed during napping with his little ears and missing teeth, and he smiled with his mouth closed." Gauss reminisced about his former friends.

"Gauss," said Madame May suddenly, "he's dead."

"Who?" Gauss was stunned.

Mrs. May said sadly, "Dunbar, he died in his room, it was a suicide."

Dunbar is missing teeth, he has a deformed tooth, and they nickname each other for the defect.

Gauss's smile faded, "Why?"

"Because of life," said Mrs. May, looking around, "the orphanage is on the verge of bankruptcy, the children don't have enough to eat, and Dunbar works in the circus to lighten the burden of the orphanage, but he can't hold on."

As she spoke, Mrs. May began to cry.

These people all have physical impairments that hardly require them from a normal job.

The only ones who can ask for them are those jobs with the lowest wages and the most menial ones.

"A few months ago, a donation was sent to the welfare home, if only earlier, sooner,......," the old woman sobbed.

In the dim light, Gauss fell silent.

He raised his hand, and thunder flashed outside the window.

In a trance, he saw endless blood flowing on his hands.

Filthy, filthy.

He looked at Mrs. May in a daze, and silently put his hand down.

"If only it had sooner." He muttered the words.

The departure of his friend made him feel complicated.

Mrs. May wept for a while, she wiped her tears, cheered herself up, and asked; "How are you doing?"

She was afraid that Gauss would be like Dunbar.

Gauss smiled and said, "I'm fine, I have a job and a family."

"Family? Are you married?" Mrs. May was pleasantly surprised and said, "When you were a child, you always didn't like to play with children outside, and I was always worried about you."

"I'm fine," Gauss said earnestly, "really."

Mrs. May was relieved.

Gauss stayed here for a long time, and when he left, it was barely visible to pedestrians outside.

Only occasionally one or two people walked by.

He slowly walked into Scorpion Tail Alley.

He didn't look at the door number because he was able to walk to that place with his eyes closed.

78 Scorpion Tail Lane.

He stopped and looked at the black door.

The rain hit him like this, and he didn't move, as if he was petrified.

"Amya, it's time to sleep."

Voices came from within.

Gauss took a deep breath, he suppressed his mixed feelings, and waited for nearly an hour.

He plucked up his courage and knocked on the door.

After a while, the door opened.

It was a woman with short hair, and the other party was stunned when she saw Gauss.

"Smack!"

Gauss faces sideways, and he has a red slap print on the left side of his face.

He reached out and touched it, and smiled, "

Have you been exercising lately?"

As soon as the words came out, a second slap was imprinted on the right side of his face.

The woman lowered her angry voice, "I thought you were dead, and suddenly sent a large sum of money."

"I thought I was going to die," Gauss sighed, "but God doesn't seem to let me see Lypia."

"Shut up!" The woman's eyes reddened, "You shouldn't have mentioned her."

"My sister, your wife."

"It's you, you're the one who killed her!" The woman growled, "Do you remember? She had just given birth to Amya that day when she was caught in an explosion!"

"Yes, I remember, I remember everything." Gauss smiled bitterly, "I want to see her."

"She's not a wizard!" The woman warned, "Don't bring your grudges into this house."

"I just want to take a look." Gauss pleaded, "Please, Jura."

Looking at the man in front of her, Jura still relented.

Gauss walked into the house, tiptoeing cautiously.

He went to the second floor and gently opened a crack in the door.

He saw his daughter.

She and her mother were carved out of the same mold, but her eyes were like herself.

This glance is enough.

Gauss closed the door.

He looked at the girl's aunt and said, "Thank you."

Just as he was about to go out, Jura told him to stop.

"Have you earned enough, or are you just not giving up on the risk?"

Jura took his hand. There was a hint of softness in the voice.

"Think of Amya, think of ......"

Gauss said, "I still have some things, you know, people like me can't be with my family."

He looked at Jura and said gratefully, "I am so grateful to you, Jura, that you took care of my daughter, but I can't bother her."

Jura paused when he reached his mouth.

I didn't say a word.

Full of affection, turned into a heavy closing of the door.

Through the door, Jura's eyes were red.

She leaned against the door and said to herself, "You never saw me."

Is it because I'm one step slower than my sister?

Gauss left.

He was a fugitive and an outlaw.

It's a father.

The blood of his hands should not be touched by his daughter.

...