harry potter book of crimes

"...The resemblance is really very similar, especially the back view."

Old Victor was sitting on the floor in a corner of the hall, holding his long-empty wine bottle in his hand, stroking it unconsciously.

To be honest, he didn't want to recall the previous conversation now, not at all.

But no matter how much he tried to give up thinking, Sinistra's figure still lingered leisurely in his mind, lingering for a long time.

In fact, old Victor also had some confusion - didn't everyone say that time tends to dilute everything? Why has it been so long, but he still can't let go?

To this day, he can still clearly remember that night in Greenwich Park, the beautiful starry sky that was extremely rare in the "fog city" of London at that time.

And under the twinkling stars, the young man met the equally young and beautiful Aurelia - the innocent girl who almost changed most of his life.

He still remembered that Aurelia was wearing an ordinary felt trench coat and a simple wide-brim hat on her head that night, which was no different from women of that era.

But the face under the brim of her hat has a purity that is rarely left in women who have experienced the ups and downs of the world.

After old Victor saw that innocent face illuminated by the faintly discernible stars...he accidentally remembered it like this for the rest of his life.

Thinking about it now, when London was covered in gray fog and could bathe in the starlight, that might have been the moment when he came into contact with magic for the first time in his life, right?

"Go to sleep!"

Putting the empty wine bottle in his hand into his arms, Old Victor was about to huddle down on the bed next to him and make do for another night, while letting his sleep wash away his uncontrollable thoughts.

But at this moment, a burst of deliberately soft footsteps suddenly came from the side door of the hall, making old Victor subconsciously turn his head and take a look.

Oh, it's that little girl who does things neatly.

He didn't expect that the other party was coming to find him, so he just glanced over there, then undressed and fell to the floor, curling up.

But before he could close his eyes, he heard the footsteps getting closer and closer, and finally there was a pair of feet in front of him.

"Mr. Victor, I have something to tell you - about Professor Sinistra."

"Um?"

Old Victor lay on the ground and didn't move much. He just turned his head slightly and looked up.

"What's up?"

He seemed a little unconcerned.

In fact, for old Victor, everything was already over. After leaving, Aurelia returned to the magical world and spent the rest of her life with a wizard... and it was said that she lived quite happily.

What else does this old man have to say about this? After all, it's all over, and it's already too late to say anything.

So old Victor could only decide to put aside all his persistence so far, and go back to the Muggle world with his son when this situation is over, silently waiting for the end of this boring life.

However, Hermione hurried all the way to old Victor, and naturally she would not give up her idea just because the old man's interest was waning.

"Teach her... I mean, Aurora Sinistra, she's your daughter."

"My daughter?" Old Victor was slightly startled when he heard this, but then he quickly shook his head, "Maybe...well, but forget it...what do you want to say?"

"She said she is your biological daughter," Hermione leaned down and said seriously, "I know what you are thinking, but Professor, she is completely lying to you - Sirius was once a classmate with her, and he said that the Professor never

After my father, I grew up with my mother!"

"Mr. Victor, do you understand? Professor Sinistra has never had a father in the magical world."

"Never had--"

After listening to Hermione's words, old Victor repeated it in his mind blankly, and then he got up from the ground.

"Sinista...yes! Sinista...why did she take her mother's last name?" He muttered to himself, "In other words, when she left, there was already another child in her belly?"

After muttering excitedly for a while, old Victor finally turned his attention to Hermione again.

"Then... then why did she never come to me later? So long... it has been so long, why did she just..."

Looking at the surprised and confused old Victor, although Hermione wanted to give him an answer, unfortunately she couldn't.

"I don't know about that." She shook her head slightly and said, "If you want to know, why don't you go to the professor directly? I think only she can give you this answer."

"Look for her...yes, I have to find her immediately...my daughter, I have another daughter!"

The old man wanted to leave in a hurry, but he turned back in a hurry after taking a few steps.

"Child, do you know where she is? Please tell me..."

There is no doubt that this is the most polite and polite side Hermione has seen in this period of time - this old man can actually say "please"!

"Oh, I think the professor should be here now..."

As she was talking, she suddenly felt that it was a little inappropriate, so she took the lead and walked in front of old Victor.

"She should be on the sixth floor, but it's a special place right now. You can't get through it alone... Come with me! I'll help you get her out."

To be honest, Hermione felt a little guilty when she saw Sinistra.

Sinista didn't let old Victor know the truth before, but now, she took it upon herself to intervene and directly told the old man the truth.

But now that I’ve said it, let’s just do the “good thing” to the end!

Taking Old Victor all the way to the fifth floor, Hermione asked Old Victor to wait at the corner of the stairs on the stairs leading to the sixth floor.

"Is there nothing unusual here?"

Guarding here was a group of R.A. members, and when they saw that Hermione was coming, they were not careless at all. After announcing the password like at Hogwarts, Hermione asked about the guard situation here.

One of the Hufflepuff seniors who had graduated from Hogwarts heard this and immediately gestured towards the stairs with his thumb.

"Nothing else, it's just a little noisy up there..."

"What's going on?" Hermione asked curiously.

Another companion who stayed here immediately came over and whispered:

"Since about three hours ago, Professor Sinistra and little Sarah have been competing to see whose joke is funnier. Whoever can't help but laugh out loud will win."

"Oh! They should find something else to do!" Hermione shook her head helplessly, "Well, I'll go in first. Remember to take a good rest after everyone changes shifts."

After that, he walked through the group of five people and climbed to the sixth floor of St. Mungo's.

As soon as she arrived upstairs, she saw the Ravenclaw elementary school girl named Sarah sitting next to the formation formation with a blank expression on her face, and said dryly to Sinistra opposite:

"Professor, do you know why we haven't had any good luck lately?"

But before Sinistra could answer, the two of them saw Hermione coming up from the stairs.

"Miss Granger, what's wrong with coming so late at night?"

Sinista was obviously a little worried about what happened below. Sarah on the side, although she had been paying attention to the formation formation and knew that there should be no accidents, followed Sinista and looked over.

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"Oh, nothing..."

Hermione paused hesitantly, but the quill she always held tightly in her hand instantly gave her the strength to continue speaking.

"Well... that's actually the case." She then continued, "Professor, I'm sorry... I told old Mr. Victor about your matter without your consent."

"oh?"

Sinistra's expression did not change as suddenly as Hermione had imagined. She was just silent for a while, and then nodded slightly.

"Really...how much have you said?"

"Uh, Professor?" Hermione said unexpectedly, "You...don't you blame me? I am..."

But Sinistra did not let her finish, but stretched out his hand to indicate that she could stop talking about these things of blame or blame.

Hermione paused for a moment, then said silently:

"I've told everything... including the fact that you are his biological daughter, and the fact that you have never had a father. And now, Mr. Victor is waiting for you at the corner of the stairs below..."

After hearing this, Sinistra couldn't help but nodded again with understanding, his eyes full of unspeakable depth.

"I understand," she said quietly, "Since this is the case, there is nothing we can do about it."

As he spoke, Sinistra stood up from the chair, nodded to Sarah, and then slowly walked towards the stairs behind Hermione step by step.

Her footsteps seemed to be extra heavy every step, as if there was an inexplicable force that was continuously holding her back.

But the moment Sinister passed by her, Hermione silently glanced at her face.

She originally wanted to confirm whether the other party was angry with her, but who knew that what she saw at this moment was actually a calm smile.

At that moment, Hermione wanted to stop Professor Sinistra and ask her why she was laughing. But she opened her mouth, but in the end no sound came out.

It wasn't until the other party went downstairs with the sound of footsteps that Hermione breathed out softly.

"Do you know why we haven't had any good luck lately?" Sarah on the opposite side suddenly asked again.

"What?"

"Because it's 'good luck'! You won't be so unlucky to meet us, right?"

Hermione looked at Sarah with a blank look on her face, and then said after a long time:

"What is this? A joke?" (To be continued)