harry potter book of crimes

In the incident that year, from the time Tia was deceived into the monastery to the time she was successfully rescued, it actually only took a dozen days. During that time, she really saw the person who was probably the person responsible for the entire case.

The number of criminal leaders who are behind the scenes is actually very few.

Among them, the one that impressed her most was definitely the first meeting after coming out of the "dark prison".

It was an old man, an old man in white robes who was slightly fat and looked very kind. At that time, the old man was sitting in a study room filled with books. When she was dragged in,

The old man didn't seem to notice it at the first time. He just looked through a very thick book very carefully and silently through the frameless lenses on the bridge of his nose.

The old man's white beard is neatly trimmed, and his face is rosy and energetic. Even though he is only wearing a white nightgown, he does not look sloppy, but makes his image more friendly and natural.

"Master, the new little guy has been brought here -"

"I have said many times, don't call me 'master'. There is no one here who is the master or the servant. I am just leading you for a few years as an elder in life for our common ideals.

.I am already old, and after I die, you will have to move on by yourself, right?"

When Tia was casually thrown on the carpeted floor, feeling the piercing pain in her heels, ankles and calves, the other two people in the study were also having a simple conversation. Even though Tia didn't pay special attention, she

You can also hear from the tone of the person who dragged her here that he has great respect for the old man in front of her.

But then, she discovered that the old man had walked out from behind the desk without knowing it, and came to her silently.

"Well, I've said this before, don't always be so rude - every child who comes to us is as unfortunate as we were, so we have to treat them like a family."

As the old man spoke, he leaned down and seemed to notice the scars on Tia's legs. He slowly stretched out his folded but still steady hands, with a look of pity on his face as if he wanted to caress her gently. Tia shrank subconsciously.

Shrinking his legs that were already dripping with blood, the old man stopped immediately when he saw this.

"Your name is 'Tia', right? Don't worry, it'll be fine."

As he said this, the old man suddenly took out a magic wand from nowhere and moved it slightly in a certain direction. The next moment, a palm-sized medicine bottle flew out from the far corner and landed accurately on him.

in hands.

Tia's eyes hidden behind her messy bangs blinked and she said nothing.

"This is a medicine for healing wounds. It's very effective and won't hurt...it's just that there will be some itchiness during the healing process. It will be gone in a while."

The old man held up the medicine bottle and waved it in front of Tia's eyes, then pulled off the bottle cap, indicating that Tia could stretch her legs towards him further.

It was a bottle of white essence, produced by St. Francis Hospital of Magic in the United States - it was printed on the label! Even Tia, who had only been in the magic world for a year and hadn't even studied hard, knew that this was the best magic medicine in the United States.

This is a brand of medicine that even the school hospital in Ilvermorny uses.

Of course, what Tia doesn’t know yet is that since St. Francis is still a hospital, most of the output of the subordinate Potion Research Institute is only internal supply. As the only magic school in the United States, Ilvermorny has always had an on-campus infirmary.

It’s not surprising that they all have shares, but it’s not easy for outsiders to even make abnormal purchases.

So after a little hesitation, Tia chose to obey the other person's will and stretched out her legs again.

It has to be said that white essence is indeed a special medicine for treating trauma. Although it is precious, the effect is amazing. Just one or two drops were dripped on the wound, and Tia looked at the heel that was already bloody and fleshy and could be seen with the naked eye.

The speed recovered, and in the end not even a single scar was left.

"My child, you are very tolerant. Such injuries did not make you cry and cry out in pain. It can be seen that you may have been accustomed to the feeling of pain... But this is actually not good. We are not destined to bear the pain from birth.

Even though it’s painful, we should also be entitled to our own happiness, what do you think?”

The old man's voice seemed to have a kind of magic, warm and peaceful, both amiable and persuasive. However, it was obviously impossible to dissolve the hard shell in the heart of a child like Tia so easily with just a few words.

of.

What's more, she was dragged out of the dark prison very roughly by the person next to her just now!

However, the old man obviously had no intention of gaining Tia's approval with just a few words. Soon, he changed his subject again and said warmly:

"Child, I know you must have a lot of doubts in your heart now. It doesn't matter, there is a lot of time, we can chat slowly for a while... I heard Britt say that you were brought from the street by her new roommate Alyssa.

The person who came here is also a homeless person from an orphanage like them - I know the feeling of being homeless because there are many people in the orphanage who have experienced similar experiences to you. But from now on, you can

Treat this place as your own home, everyone is your family... I believe you have experienced this above..."

The old man just squatted in front of Tia, talking nonchalantly. When Tia heard the other party mentioning Britt and Alyssa, she actually wanted to ask for a few seconds, but she

After some hesitation in his heart, he still chose to remain silent.

On the opposite side, the old man seemed not to notice the flicker in her eyes at that moment, and continued to speak softly:

"...Child, you may have heard just now that I - or all of us here - have an ideal, that is, people like us who have experienced or are experiencing pain can one day be able to

Completely get rid of that constant entanglement of misfortune.

For this reason, I have accepted many people like you, my child, to live together here... Unfortunately, it is easy to create temporary beauty, you know, just like in the monastery.

However, it is too difficult to make this kind of life last forever, and to make every unfortunate person of every generation live happily for the rest of their lives!

Tia, I can see that you are a smart child, I believe you can understand what I am talking about."

At this point, the old man's face, which was already slightly sad, suddenly shone and turned into a sincere and confident smile.

"But it doesn't matter," he said, "I've found a way."