Rebirth: I am the strongest second generation of Harry Potter

After buying the wand, Aberforth led Hector back to the Leaky Cauldron and prepared to return to the Hog's Head Tavern.

"Watch out for the steps, Hector," Aberforth reminded Hector, who was playing with his wand,"Be sure to keep your wand safe."

"Got it, Grandpa, you've told me this many times." Hector ran happily ahead with his wand in hand.

You have to listen to what I tell you, Aberforth thought. Hector's hand holding the wand never stopped along the way, poking this and guiding that from time to time. It was the first time in his life that Aberforth said sorry so many times.

But Aberforth still felt very happy and satisfied when he saw Hector jumping around.

Hector pushed open the door of the bar first, and Aberforth followed closely behind.

"Oh, Aberforth," Old Tom, who was wiping the cup with a cloth, looked up and greeted Aberforth.

"Is everything going well? Would you like something to drink?"

"No, Tom, I have to take Hector home." Aberforth shook his head.

"Lend me your fireplace"

"Please help yourself, Aberforth, and come for a drink next time you have a chance."

Aberforth nodded in response, and he came to the fireplace, pointed his wand, and the flames ignited instantly.

"Hector, we're going to use Floo powder to get home today." Aberforth pulled out a tin can from his pocket.

"Hector, grab a handful of Floo powder, walk into the fireplace, say the Hog's Head Pub loudly, and then sprinkle the Floo powder down. Remember, the pronunciation must be standard."

Hector looked at the flames in front of him. Although he knew that Floo powder was actually very safe and harmless, he was still frightened by the unusually strong flames in front of him.

(Hector: I feel something is wrong. I feel like this old Deng is going to harm me.）

"Don't be afraid, Hector, the flames won't hurt you." Aberforth guessed Hector's concern and comforted him.

Hector took a deep breath, grabbed a handful of Floo powder from the jar in Aberforth's hand, and stood in front of the fireplace first, wanting to feel whether there was any suffocating heat from a normal stove.

It was not because he didn't trust him, but he was mainly afraid that something might go wrong with Aberforth's silent spell. Hector swore that as long as he felt the burning heat, he would not go in even if Aberforth talked him out of his mouth. Compared to roasting both sides golden brown, it was more acceptable to spit a little.

Unexpectedly, Hector realized that although the momentum of the flames in front of him was very strong, it was indeed not as scorching as the flames he felt when he went back to his hometown to help light the kang and fill the fire in his previous life.

He took a deep breath, tentatively stretched out one leg, and then stood in the flames.

"The Hog's Head."The flames suddenly surged up from his calves, and Hector's eyes went dark. He first felt as if he was pulled out of the fireplace by a big hand, and then slammed into a new fireplace. At this time, the darkness gradually faded, and the scene in front of him turned into the Hog's Head Tavern.

To Hector's surprise, Aberforth arrived at the Hog's Head Tavern first. Compared with his own dusty body, Aberforth seemed calm and unhurried. He looked at Hector who was patting the dust off his body with a smile on his face.

At least it's better than the Knight Bus. In order to facilitate travel, it's better to learn how to Apparate as soon as possible, Hector thought to himself.

"Hector, do you want to try on your new clothes first?" Aberforth said to him as he helped Hector brush off the dust."By the way, your current room is on the third floor. I have rearranged it. You know, the pub can be a bit noisy at night. Maybe it would be better if you are farther away."

Hector nodded and quickly went up to the second floor. He scratched his head at the newly built staircase that still smelled of paint.

He clearly remembered that there was a wall here last night. In other words, the original design of the Pig's Head Tavern did not have a third floor. So, Aberforth only spent one morning to build a third floor.

Hector knew what Aberforth had done this morning. He took a tentative step up the stairs and felt it. The ladder was very stable. Hector went up to the third floor, and there was indeed only one door in sight. Hector stopped at the door and glanced at the top of his head. There was a sign nailed neatly on the door, which read 'Hector's Room'.

Hector took a deep breath and slowly opened the door.

There was no smell of new decoration in the house.

The newly built attic was very large, almost as big as the two rooms last night combined.

A new table that looked crooked but very sturdy was matched with a slightly rough-made but very smooth cushioned chair.

It was placed where you could see it as soon as you entered the door.

The table was densely piled with something.

Hector guessed that it was the magic tools prepared in advance.

The floor was covered with brown carpet, made of a kind of Egyptian The material was something Hector had never seen before.

It was soft and gave him a very warm feeling.

In the center of the room was a large bed.

Although the bedding on the bed had just been used yesterday, it still had the scent of the sun when he smelled it up close.

In the corner of the room was a wardrobe that reached the ceiling.

Next to the wardrobe were books that were almost as tall as Hector.

Next to it was an iron cage.

In the cage was a small night owl, which was staring at Hector with its big eyes.

Hector took off his robe and put it on the back of a chair.

Only then did he realize that the table was covered with a heavy blanket.

The table was filled with all kinds of magic joke products and a wide variety of candies.

Aberforth didn't look like someone who would go to a candy store, let alone a magic joke product store.

Seeing that there were even the famous cockroaches on the table, Hector guessed that Aberforth picked a little bit of candy that could be found on the market and put it all on Hector's table.

There was also a drawer on the table. Hector pulled it, but it didn't work. He used all his strength to force the drawer open. The drawer was also filled to the brim. Looking closely, it was full of chocolate frogs.

"I don't know what you like to eat, so I bought some of each. As for the chocolate frog, I remember that Ariana liked it very much when she was a child. I think children's tastes should be similar, so I bought more," Aberforth's voice came from behind.

Hector turned around and looked at Aberforth, who rubbed his hands a little embarrassedly.

"How about it, do you still like this room?"

At this moment, the figure of Aberforth and the figure of his grandfather in Hector's previous life were infinitely overlapped. Hector's life in his previous life was not so happy. His parents divorced, and it was his grandfather who raised Hector single-handedly.

In Hector's impression, his grandfather was always strong. He relied on his not-so-strong body and his weather-beaten hands to provide Hector with everything he needed. His body had long become hunched under the erosion of the years. Things that were easy before became difficult, and making a living became more and more difficult year by year, but his grandfather never complained. He used his not-so-broad back to support Hector..

Life was difficult, but it was always stable. Hector was admitted to the university as he wished. His grandfather took Hector to drink some wine. He was relieved at this moment after being weighed down by the burden of life for so many years. His grandfather, who was always stern and taciturn, talked to him until midnight. At that time, he leaned in Hector's arms. For the first time, Hector realized that the grandfather who stood tall in his heart was so thin.

As if the obsession in his heart disappeared, grandpa fell ill all of a sudden without any signs. His body had long been like a house with rain leaking on all sides. Without the will to support it, the whole person collapsed all of a sudden.

The doctor shook his head at Hector.

"Your grandfather has so many underlying diseases, it seems like he has had them for many years, how come he has never been treated?" The doctor looked at the test sheet.

"Until now, we can only say that we will try our best to prolong his life. Be prepared and let the old man eat something good."

Hector walked out of the clinic in a daze, looking at his grandfather leaning on the chair in the hall, and tried to force a smile.

"It's okay, Grandpa, it's just a small matter, it will be fine soon."

He helped Grandpa back home, bought some cold dishes from the stewed food shop downstairs, and mixed them with the pork head meat that Grandpa liked the most.

"Bring me some wine."The grandfather, who had been silent since returning from the hospital, spoke for the first time.

"Grandpa,"Héctor saw the determination in Grandpa's eyes, and he really didn't have the courage to refuse Grandpa.

Hector knew that he couldn't hide it, and Grandpa knew it too.

Grandpa took the bottle of wine from Hector, and he felt that it was extremely difficult to unscrew the bottle cap at this moment. It was Hector who saved Grandpa.

Grandpa's trembling hands first poured a glass for Hector, and then poured a glass for himself.

""My boy, I know that I have accomplished my mission by making it this far." Grandpa clinked glasses with Hector and drank the wine in his glass.

"Grandpa is very satisfied."

Grandpa picked up a piece of pork head with chopsticks. Today's pork head was particularly slippery. He couldn't pick up a piece after a long time. Hector picked up a piece in a hurry and put it in Grandpa's bowl.

Grandpa looked at his hands, smiled bitterly and picked up the wine glass. Compared with the first time, Grandpa only took a sip this time.

"I am old and useless.

The wine in Hector's mouth was now spicy and bitter.

"My boy, you have grown up. In the days ahead, this family will depend on you."

Grandpa took another piece. Although his hands were still shaking, he tried to control them. At this moment, he was not fighting against his own hands, but more like fighting against the ridiculous fate.

Grandpa drank a lot today. Since he got sick, Hector had never seen him have such a good appetite. Hector realized something, and his tears flowed uncontrollably. Hector held Grandpa's hand tightly, as if he would lose the dear old man in front of him if he let go. Grandpa's face was full of satisfaction, and his head rested on Hector's legs, just like Hector when he was a child.

"Grandpa is very happy, really, very happy.

Grandpa raised his arm with great effort, trying to wipe away Hector's tears.

"Don't cry like a man.

Grandpa turned around and gave his back to Hector.

"Death, it's not a big deal."

He moved his body, found a comfortable position, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

When Hector realized it, his grandfather could no longer hear his calls. There was a smile on his lips, and he didn't look like he was in pain.

Hector was lonely from then on until he died inexplicably. He never thought that he would meet someone like his grandfather, but now he met the white-haired old man standing at the door.

At this moment, Hector looked at Aberforth with tears in his eyes, and he ran to Aberforth and gave Aberforth a big hug.

Hector didn't want to He never cried so hard, and in front of this old man whom he had just met for a day. Aberforth was at a loss when facing Hector who was crying so hard. This was the first time for the warrior who dared to confront Grindelwald in his heyday to face such a scene. He had not thought of a plan to deal with it. He glanced at the chocolate frogs in the drawer, then reached out and took one. After unpacking it, the chocolate frog in the box jumped into his hand consciously.

After a while, Hector raised his head and said to Aberforth very seriously,"I like it very much. Thank you, Grandpa."

Aberforth looked at Hector and joked,"You are such a big kid, and you are still crying. Eat a chocolate frog, you will feel better."

He stood up, handed the chocolate frog in his hand to Hector, and then opened the door.

"By the way, you are not allowed to eat after this. Change your clothes and go downstairs to eat." He went downstairs quickly without turning back to look at Hector.��

After closing the door, Aberforth raised his hand and quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.