Harry Potter and the Badger Who Can’t Magic

Auston was very puzzled, and he opened the letter just now.

Above is the dark blue handwriting of the dragon flying and the phoenix dance.

'Hi, Albus

good afternoon,

I hope it is afternoon when you receive this letter. It's a very sunny afternoon in Paris and I'm enjoying our afternoon tea with Perenard on the banks of the Seine. To be honest, I really like this laid-back life when I'm not in class, and Perenal has been trying to get me to invite you. We have never figured out what's so good about Britain, which is rainy and rainy in summer.

Alright, let's not gossip any more. In your last letter, you said that my Philosopher's Stone was eaten by a boy. Regarding this, I regret to tell you that the Philosopher's Stone was transformed by me. Of course, I was just curious, so I added two random things, and when you originally lent it to you, you promised that it would be returned to me intact. I hope the stone didn't cause trouble to the boy.

I suggest you let him come to me, on the one hand I want to see the effect that stone has on him; on the other hand I want to study the reason why he can't use magic, you know, I'm' Quick Mantra' Honorary Principal. If he wants to come, give him the plane ticket in my letter, thank you.

good luck,

Nicholas Flamel

PS: Airplanes are really much more comfortable than Apparitions, Floo Networks, or broomsticks. Although they are slower, our lives are so long that time is wasted. ’

Auston just wanted to laugh. He didn't know how Dumbledore replied to him, but he guessed that he must want to complain that "only your life is the longest".

He turned over the envelope again, and sure enough, there was a ticket inside, dated August 1, from Manchester Airport to Charles de Gaulle Airport.

Auston stuffed the ticket and letter back into the envelope, he didn't intend to go.

He already understood the special function of the Philosopher's Stone. Perhaps it was because of the addition of something to promote metabolism, which made the wound heal faster. Being observed like a guinea pig doesn't sound like a good thing.

As for magic, Voldemort has already killed him anyway, so Harry is the savior who destroys the Horcrux. What if he was a Squib.

Although it was a pity that he couldn't use magic, he still felt that going to France was more dangerous.

He chose to laugh at that letter. He also did not mention the incident to his family.

The days went by so slowly, Mrs. Brown's colleagues all returned from their trips, and she finally had time to go home to take care of her two children.

After Mrs. Brown's vacation, Auston was no longer home.

Every day, he runs to the alley of thorn flowers without interruption.

On this day too, he and Delphi were sitting in a cafe not far from her house.

In the booth in the corner, Delphi was sipping coffee with a cup in one hand, and Auston, who was sitting next to her, held the other hand tightly in the palm of her hand.

Delphi blushed, tried to withdraw her hand several times, but couldn't break free.

"Although I shouldn't ask questions in this atmosphere," Auston said, "I'll go crazy if I don't solve the question."

"You seem to have reached an agreement with Quirrell, or with the mysterious man?" Auston looked at her and carefully expressed his doubts, "Can you tell me?"

After hearing this, Delphi didn't say anything, and her eyes were a little dodgy.

Auston shook her hand and reassured, "Delphi, we have gone through so much together, I hope we can be honest with each other, and of course, for the sake of continuing like this in the future. Please tell me the truth."

Silence for a while—

As if deciding something, Delphi turned her head to look at his handsome face, her face was stained with a touch of pain,

"Actually right after that Quidditch match, my house against Gryffindor. Didn't you go to Hagrid's after that? I'll go to the infirmary and speak to Madam Pomfrey, Pomfrey. Madam just wasn't there, so I was waiting for her there."

Auston didn't interrupt, he listened carefully. Delphi continued,

"However, Quirrell came after a while, and I saw that he was not looking very well, so I hid by the door. Then, I heard a voice that I will never forget in my life, it was from the back of his head. from!"

Feeling that Delphi's hand was trembling, Auston patted her shoulder gently, and the hand that held her was slightly stronger.

Delphi gave him a bitter smile back and continued to tell.

"That voice told Quirrell that you had found him, and he ordered Quirrell to find you. And, kill you..." Delphi looked at him affectionately with gleaming eyes, "I can't... can't let them hurt you. ," she bowed her head in pain, "I came out of the shadows and begged them to let you go. I didn't expect that terrifying voice agreed, but he asked me to find a way to kill Potter."

The painful expression on her face made Auston's heart throb deeply.

"I can't help it, Auston," she said, shedding tears. "Professor Snape, Dumbledore, and even you are trying to protect him, and I can't kill him. Your idea, I can only bear his Cruciatus again and again."

Auston clenched his hands tightly, and he felt that his anger was about to burst out.

Since he came to this magical world, he has been living a leisurely life~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Although he can't use magic, but given his understanding of the plot, he still feels that he can simply seek good luck and avoid evil. But he didn't expect that such a weak woman had been quietly protecting him.

He took Delphi in his arms, held her tightly in his arms, and patted her on the back gently, "It's all gone, it's all gone, the mysterious man is also dead, no one can threaten you any more, so do I. It's going to get stronger." He lifted Delphi, wiped the tears from her cheeks, looked her in the eyes,

"I will protect you in the future, I promise, I will never let you suffer any more!" He vowed.

Auston didn't even know how he got home. Even though he had comforted Delphi, he still felt that there was a cloud of air in his chest. There was anger and self-blame in it, but more of it was right. Self-improvement resentment! .

Can't go on like this! He admonished himself.

"Yo, you're back so early!" As soon as he entered the room, Qian Qian looked like a yin and yang.

Mrs. Brown glared at her, then turned to Auston and said,

"Os, when you have time to bring your little girlfriend home as a guest, it's not good for you to always run to other people's houses. It's not like being looked at by other parents."

Auston grimaced and pulled out an ugly smile,

"Okay, I know mom."

He nodded and looked around again.

"Is Dad back?"

Mrs. Brown pursed her lips towards the bathroom, "I just came back and went to take a shower."

"Well. I have something to tell you." Auston made a decision. As he went upstairs, he said, "Let him wait here when Dad comes out."

​​