Boom - A deafening rumbling thunder resounded across the land, and the downpour plunged Brian Manor into an oppressive darkness.

Back in the private parlor, Amosta found Harry in a daze, and the delicate treats on the coffee table in front of him didn't look like they had moved.

"Professor Brian—"

Harry had only come back to life from his stuporous state when he saw Amosta enter the room, and he seemed curious about many things, but Professor Blaine's contemplative expression made him realize that he might not be too probing into his secrets.

"We... Do you want to leave now? ”

Forced by the pressure that lingered around Amosta, Harry resisted the urge to ask about the meeting, and looked a little uneasy.

Pacing to the window, Amosta stared at the dense rain curtain outside the window and said in a deep voice, "Lawrence, the old butler, invited us to lunch, but --, the bad weather, I don't think it would matter if we had lunch here, at least, we wouldn't have to brave the heavy rain to find the car--"

It was a lie - Harry could tell it at a glance.

Professor Bryan is a powerful wizard, and he has a lot of means to keep himself out of the rain if he wants to... Of course, Harry wasn't stupid, he didn't expose the lie, he just nodded.

Amosta closed the window, brushed away the raindrops from his clothes, turned and sat down beside Harry, and took a closer look at the interior of the house—crystal chandeliers, velvet carpets, cedar coffee tables, and even the cups for serving tea, precious porcelain from China.

"Tsk, luxurious rich man--"

Amosta glanced appreciatively over the furnishings in the room, whispering in admiration, he thought that Potter next to him would somehow echo something, but in fact he didn't, Potter didn't say a word, just peeked at himself with a secret, restrained gaze.

Amosta thought for a moment, he leaned back in his chair and asked with a chuckle,

"I guess you're curious about my relationship with the owner of this manor?"

"I don't quite understand, Professor," Harry nodded hesitantly, "you said you grew up in an orphanage, but you seem to have known about it a long time ago... Well, you have something to do with this estate? ”

"It's because--"

Amosta picked a piece of tea from the coffee table and threw it into his mouth, squeaking and chewing, grunting,

"How can I make this clear to you... Well, I didn't defeat the Dark Lord Voldemort who changed the wizarding world shortly after I was born, like you, but Potter, I have a unique ability to do it. ”

"Unique?"

Harry didn't bother with Professor Bryan's teasing words, blinking curiously.

"Yes--" Amosta nodded, "I have a great memory... Of course, this will definitely make you wonder, what is the skill of having a good memory, even Muggles have a lot of people with amazing memories, but those people are certainly not like me, since I first opened my eyes in this world, I remember everything that happened to me--"

It took Harry a few seconds to figure out what Professor Bryan meant, and then, his eyes widened in shock, and he looked comical and unbelievable,

"You mean, you remember everything that happened after you were born, I've never heard of anyone who has this ability!"

"Ah, yes, it's not very common, but there will always be situations similar to mine." Amosta muttered, and he spread his hand at Harry, "So, it's not difficult to understand why I know that the owner of this manor is related to me by blood, even though I am an orphan—"

It took Harry a bit of effort to digest the shocking news, of all his friends, Hermione was undoubtedly the best brainchild, she could memorize a textbook that would make people feel desperate just by looking at it in the shortest possible time, and still be able to memorize the contents of that book long after, but Harry was sure that Hermione would never remember what she was like when she was born!

"So, that is, you know... Know why they're--"

Harry looked incessant.

"Abandon me?"

Amosta finished Harry with what he hadn't finished.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Professor!" Harry stood up and hurriedly apologized, "I have no intention of peeping into your privacy. ”

Amosta waved his hand for Harry to sit down, signaling that he should not be overly nervous, and then, looking out the window at the rain without a trace of abating, said with a frown,

"Well, before lunch starts, maybe we need a topic to pass the time... Actually, I don't think it's a shame to discuss my origins, I just think it's boring and boring..., but since we need a topic..."

This is another lie!

Harry pursed his lips, thinking to himself that Professor Bryan was just trying to find an excuse to confide.

He wasn't an orphan, but he was pretty much the same, and sometimes he was eager to tell others how hard his life was at Dursley, and of course, he had told Ron and Hermione about it, and they would be incredulous and angry, but neither Ron nor Hermione could empathize...

Life is always lonely.

Harry suddenly remembered what Professor Bryan had said to Hermione, and perhaps, what Professor Bryan was trying to say was... What are some of the experiences that you can only bear on your own?

"Your mother... Oh, of course, and your father, who died to resist the evil that corrupted the world, to fight against Voldemort, this fearless behavior is admirable, even though they have been dead for more than ten years, when people mention them, they still maintain enough respect--"

Amosta said in a soothing tone

"Compared to them, my mother is not a noble person, in fact, because she is too rebellious, she is actually quite unlikeable."

Professor Bryan's assessment of his parents was both happy and sad for Harry, who was not as gifted as Professor Bryan, and who knew him by the same album that Hagrid had given him at the end of his first year, and the Mirror of Eris, which he had gone.

“... Rebellion may not be enough to describe the behaviour of my mother as a teenager, she learned to smoke at the age of ten with a few bad boys from a few streets away, and she had a tattoo on her back when the first year wizards at Hogwarts first entered school....

She's learned to steal, and of course, her family doesn't need her to do such a vile act, she probably just thinks it's fun... In less than a year or two, she's probably left a record at the Muggle Police Department thicker than your History of Magic textbook--"

Harry stared at Professor Blaine in shock, he couldn't imagine someone like Professor Blaine who was always polite, as if nothing could provoke his anger, uh.... Rebellious mother!

"You can imagine how many tears her parents shed for her actions, and in order to better discipline her, they had to transfer her to a prestigious school for discriminate teenagers.

But it was also in vain, and it could even be said that the chaotic environment of that school fueled her rebellious nature, and after a few years there, she was expelled from the school and detained for a while because she was the leader of a bad group fight...

And this made her parents completely disappointed in her, and when she got home, her parents threw her luggage out the door and yelled that she was no longer their daughter. ”

Speaking of this, Amosta sighed heavily, as if he also felt helpless about his mother's behavior when she was young,

"Actually, speaking of which, my birth came entirely from my mother's plan..."























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