harry potter book of crimes

The morning sun has risen, spreading its light and warmth to the earth and the entire community. The green shade outside the window sways gently with the breeze, casting soft golden light spots on the window glass.

But now no one knows how many times we can see such a beautiful sunrise.

Everyone in the living room has dispersed one after another. A new day has arrived, and everyone has something to do. Compared with the helpless disaster changes, teaching students to study is their job, even if they lose it for a moment.

After school, you still have to do what you need to do.

Only Minerva and the two Muggle women she brought with her have not left yet.

The three of them sat at the small round table in front of the window, with the window as the boundary, two Muggles sitting at one end, and Minerva sitting at the other end.

The atmosphere on the small round table seemed a bit cold.

Behind the makeshift bar not far away, Aberforth was still cleaning his goblet as usual, boredly, and only occasionally glanced at the three of them, as if he was used to seeing this world.

All kinds of trivial things, not much interest in prying.

However, Minerva, who has always been very decisive, obviously rarely appears to be so indecisive, which makes people somewhat curious.

I don’t know how long it took, but I just knew that the re-poured black tea on the small round table had also cooled down again, before Minerva finally spoke first.

"Mrs. McGregor..."

Minerva had just opened her mouth, but unexpectedly, the older of the two Muggle women across from her suddenly also spoke. Although the other woman still looked a little shy, she had the kind of cowering that a common peasant woman would have in the past when facing an aristocratic lady.

, but the meaning behind those words was surprisingly tough.

"Miss McGonagall, let's... talk alone first!"

The posture of this old woman, whom Professor McGonagall calls "Mrs. McGregor", does not actually appear to be very firm, but the tone of her voice, soft and timid, seems to have some unquestionable flavor.

.

"Mom?"

Next to her, her daughter who always had a look of sadness on her face seemed to subconsciously call her mother after hearing this. But after seeing the expression on her mother's face, she didn't say anything more and just stood up.

After giving a respectful greeting to Minerva opposite, he left the small round table and walked towards the door step by step, and then left here temporarily.

…

Caitlin is just a very ordinary daughter of a Scottish farmer. She grew up walking between fields and wooden fences. She has a capable and reliable father, an introverted but kind mother, and a neighbor who she has loved since she was a child.

My own, and quite handsome, silly young man.

Later, although it was somewhat unfortunate because my father passed away a little early and he couldn't even make it to his wedding, but that was all more than ten years ago.

Seven years ago, I was finally succeeded by the silly young man from my neighbor's house, got married, and gave birth to a child for him. I watched the child grow up day by day, washed clothes and cooked food, and helped her husband take care of the babies.

A cow with milk lives a dull but happy life.

Then, the beautiful girl who was somewhat famous in the local countryside also saw the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes in the mirror as the calendars overlapped.

There is nothing we can do about it. Isn't that what life is like? Although she has so many regrets, Caitlin still has a slight smile on her face because her son is very healthy and sensible - as an ordinary farm wife

Man, this is probably enough.

It's just occasionally... It's really just occasionally. When I go for a walk in the nearby suburbs with my mother, I pass by the small old church. I will see my mother stop for a moment and look at the window on the second floor of the church with some reminiscences.

look.

In Caitlin's impression, her mother has always been an ordinary farm woman like herself, simple and hard-working every day, and aging a little fast. She only cares about three meals a day, the nursery behind the house, and herself.

My daughter's life, children, and family are a bit nagging at home, but she seems a little shy and introverted when she goes out.

However, when her mother stood and stared outside the old church, Caitlin vaguely saw a look in her body that was rarely seen in ordinary times.

Caitlin felt that her mother must have some past events that even her daughter was not aware of, but even if she asked about them afterwards, her mother would never go into details.

Until one day, when Caitlin returned from delivering food to the field as usual, she saw her elderly mother carrying an old suitcase belonging to her late father, hunched over her back and standing there with an inexplicable determination.

The courtyard entrance.

Just when Caitlin looked confused, her mother said to her without hesitation:

"Call Liam and pick up the kids from school. We need to get out of here."

"What?" Caitlin stepped forward confused and hurriedly took the suitcase from her mother's hand, "Mom, what's wrong? Leave here? Do you want to travel somewhere?"

For a moment, Caitlin almost thought that her mother was showing signs of Alzheimer's disease, and hurriedly tried to comfort her mother. However, the changes afterward made her understand that it was actually herself who failed to understand the situation.

Since the evening of that day, there have been more news about the accident on TV, and soon the accident turned into a disaster. Then, this kind of news suddenly disappeared and was replaced by more entertainment programs and talk shows.

And in the end, the mysterious world full of magic and wizards that was originally unknown was revealed bit by bit in every detail of life.

Until the government came forward to officially announce the existence of the magical world, to be honest, the whole process actually only took a few weeks.

In the end, Caitlin and her family left their hometown together - not because of her mother's will, but because of the cooperation of military and police forces from all over the country, starting a panic-stricken migration.

Perhaps it was from the first day that her mother's abnormality was confirmed that Caitlin began to realize that the secret in her mother's heart that she never talked about with others might be related to the magical world that was gradually revealed in front of everyone. However,

After that, Caitlin never mentioned it again, but kept it silently deep in her heart.

Because so far, the magical world that has been gradually revealed has been accompanied by the aura of disaster, which makes Caitlin still unsure whether her mother's secret is a good thing or a bad thing.

Until... finally, disaster hit their little family head-on, and then the sky for her, an ordinary peasant woman, suddenly became dark.

Her husband Liam died in order to protect the child; the child is still in a coma and needs magic to heal.

"Why wasn't I the one who died?" Caitlin stood at the door of Aberforth's temporary bar, thinking blankly.