"Your mother... I mean, the woman..."

When Professor Bryan finished telling the story of why he was orphaned, Harry, who had been keeping his mouth open for a moment, realized that he couldn't find a term to call the woman named Belina Deta!

The Dursleys had gone out of their way to ignore him and even abuse him for so many years, but even so, Harry had to admit that they were good parents because they had nothing to say about their son, Dudley.

And this woman named Belina simply subverted the definition of 'parent' in Harry's heart!

"She ended up being ...

"Dead..."

Amostamo held his fingers with a complicated expression,

"By the time Grandma Felena finally found help, she had already been swept away by the water, because the river was frozen and covered with a thick layer of snow, so in the end, no one knew where she had floated."

This is the end of her behavior... Harry thought to himself, but didn't say it.

Outside, the rainstorm had subsided, and the antique table clock leaning against the wall across from the two men had jumped a large number of squares as the story progressed, and the increasingly noisy noise outside the hallway was mixed with the sound of crying, but no one had broken into the private parlor the whole time.

Harry looked down at the luxurious velvet carpet at his feet, and suddenly felt that he was not so miserable, it was true that his parents were killed by Voldemort not long after he was born, but Harry could confirm that his parents loved him and gave their lives to protect him.

"You... Do you hate them? ”

"I don't hate."

Professor Bryan shook his head, giving Harry a jaw-dropping answer.

"I don't resent them, just as I don't love them, I just think it's a very sad thing."

After the rain, but the sky had not cleared, Amosta stood up and walked to the window and pushed it open, looked at the crowd in the courtyard that was rapidly gathering downstairs, and then, squinting his eyes and taking a few deep breaths of fresh air after the rain, his mood gradually improved.

"Then your grandfather and grandmother..."

After a long silence, Harry looked up and asked, "Have you heard anything about them?" ”

"They--"

Amosta smiled at the birds flying in front of him, and he stretched and said in a lazy tone,

"I inquired by the way... According to their neighbors, they moved away not long after the unsuccessful daughter came to the door with a child, and it is said that they moved to a city in the United States. ”

Harry wanted to ask Professor Bryan if he had ever had a chance to visit his grandfather and grandmother, but when he got to the point, he suddenly felt that it was a very boring question, so he quietly shut his mouth.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door outside, and after receiving Professor Brian's promise, the door was pushed open, and Lawrence, the old butler, walked in slowly with a stack of paper-like papers.

Lawrence, who was extremely decent, didn't even look at Harry when he walked past him, but went straight to Professor Brian, who was staying by the window, bowed respectfully, and his face was full of grief.

Harry didn't mind Lawrence ignoring him, and he didn't wonder why he had that look on his face, it was all obvious.

"Young Master--"

Lawrence's eyes were red, and his voice was hoarse.

"I've already said, Lawrence, my name is Amosta Blaine, not some 'young master',"

Amosta looked at the old butler, who had already sent away two generations of the Bryan family, and his heart was also mixed, and this old butler was probably the only person in the house he was willing to say a few more words.

Lawrence pursed his lips, and he looked at the young man in front of him, as if he had seen Currad Bryan twenty years ago,

"Follow Your Will--"

Lawrence sniffed and nodded,

"In the two years since Master Bryan became ill, he has secretly sold most of the assets in the name of the Bryan family, including the Graning Drilling Company, and before that, he was willing to donate this money to charity for free..."

Amosta raised an eyebrow, already guessing what Lawrence was going to say next.

"--But just now, Lord Bryan changed his will, and he left all the money, and the estate, to you..."

Amosta smiled and asked with interest,

"How much money is there in total?"

"Shares of five companies, three estates in London and Birmingham, villas in Majorca, limousines, some antiques from countries around the world, yachts... I handled it in a hurry, and in the end, I only got it..."

Lawrence quickly called out a number.

What a 'only get'! Amosta rolled her eyes, almost swallowing her breath.

Even Harry, who had grown to the concept of money in favor of 'Garon, Sico, and Nat', widened his eyes and his heart beat half a beat slower when he heard the number!

If the Dursleys had known about this, they would have fainted with jealousy—Harry thought.

"If you don't have any comments, these documents need your signature," Lawrence handed the papers to Amosta.

"No need, Lawrence, just do what he wanted."

Amosta bypassed the papers and walked to the door, putting his arm on Harry's shoulder and leaving with him.

"Are we going to lunch, Professor Blaine?" Harry asked, a little confused.

"Oh, I don't know why, I suddenly lost my appetite," Amosta smiled with a wink, "and since the rain has stopped, I think we might as well leave." ”

Neither Harry nor Lawrence, the old butler, showed any surprise at Amosta's choice.

"Mr. Blaine--"

The door opened, and as Amosta and Harry were about to disappear from view, Lawrence suddenly opened his mouth and called out to the two of them, choking up a few times in the face of the inquiring gaze,

"Mr. Bryan..., this house, it's the ancestral home where the Bryan family has lived for generations--"

Staring at the gray-haired, loyal old butler to the Bryant family, Amosta nodded slowly, "Since that's the case, Lawrence, then you can guard it for the Brynes." ”

..........

"I'm not going to say goodbye to your uncle and aunt, Potter--"

Outside the house at 4 Privet Road, Amosta, who got out of the taxi, said, noticing Potter's surprise, so he explained with a smile,

"Because I found that your uncle and aunt don't seem to like me very much."

"Oh, they don't like anything magical," Harry grinned, but then he retracted his smile and showed reluctance.

"And where are you going next, Professor Blaine?"

"Something happened the other day that made some changes in my body, so I'm going to find a hotel to rest for a few days to get used to this change... Oh, maybe I should get myself a place to stay, it's not like staying in a hotel all the time! ”

Hearing this, Amosta rubbed her brow tiredly,

"After that, I'm going to find out the whereabouts of a man..."

After saying that, Amosta waved his hand at the unknown Harry, and simply turned to leave, and the figure quickly disappeared around the corner of the road...







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