Chapter 133 Yes, I know
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Hua Shui Jun
Chapter 133 Yes, I know
The restored neat and orderly kitchen was shrouded in a strange atmosphere. Under the influence of this atmosphere, the Dursleys, who were the owners of the house, all remained silent. It fell on Harry, who was hurriedly recounting the ins and outs of the incident, but on Amosta, who was slowly dealing with a fried egg.
When Harry mentioned his confusion about whether wizards ever had cancer, Amosta put down his knife and looked up, saying,
"No, Potter, wizards don't get that kind of disease—"
"Why, Professor Blaine?"
Although he knew that Mr. Blaine was no longer the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts, Harry was still used to addressing him by that name. Facing Professor Blaine's answer, he was confused, "I don't understand this disease. , Professor, but I don't think it should be because we are wizards."
"It's because of the magic power."
Amosta swallowed the food in his mouth and said calmly,
"This involves the fundamental difference between wizards and Muggles. Potter, it is true that like Muggles, the cells in our bodies are suffering from disease all the time, but our bodies have a high concentration of Muggles that Muggles do not have." magic.
Magic power is a very magical power, it is like the unique immune system that only exists in the wizard's body, when it detects the disease that exists through natural evolution, the magic power will spontaneously wipe out the source of those diseases—"
Looking at Potter, who was unconsciously sitting upright, as if he was in class, Amosta smiled. To be honest, he put aside Dumbledore's unpleasant 'teasing' and returned to Hogwarts in the first half of the year. He still had a lot of fun in those months.
"--Most sources of disease that do not contain abnormal magic power cannot cause wizards to get sick. In addition, magic power also has a weak effect of strengthening physical fitness, so you will find that as long as there is no disease or disaster, most wizards with high mana Basically, they will live a long life."
"Like Headmaster Dumbledore!"
Harry, who was still a little confused in his eyes, immediately reacted.
You're close to competing with Rubeus Hagrid for Dumbledore's number one fandom, Potter Amosta rolled his eyes secretly, but nodded with a smile.
Aunt Petunia, who was sitting across from him, heard this, and there was a trace of imperceptible envy in her eyes full of fear. As the topic evolved, Uncle Vernon, who almost occupied half of the seat on the other side of the table, unconsciously He clenched his fists hidden under the table, and his deliberately suppressed breathing gradually increased. It seemed that he had reached the limit of his patience.
In fact, if it wasn't for the fact that this young man exuding a very special temperament had almost the same appearance as Mr. Blaine, then he might have asked him to go out 'politely' long ago.
But now that this was mentioned, Uncle Vernon felt puzzled again.
This man should be Mr. Blaine's son -- it didn't take much wisdom for Uncle Vernon to figure it out. The eyes may have been inherited from his mother, but the facial features and soft gray hair and the young Mr. Blaine Almost identical, that would be confusing if they weren't father and son!
But Mr. Blaine has no heirs, this is even confirmed by Mr. Blaine's housekeeper, Mr. Lawrence!
Uncle Vernon had spent most of his life in that drilling rig company, and he had a clear picture of the family situation of every old employee in the company, not to mention their immediate boss, Mr. Cullard Brayne.
Could it be that Mr. Blaine has an illegitimate child that even the loyal old butler Lawrence doesn't know about? !
Uncle Vernon blinked his pig's eyes, conscious that he had discovered the explosive truth.
Then since Mr. Blaine has no other heirs except this illegitimate son, why has he never thought of getting him back when he was so ill? After all, he has such a huge family business that no one will inherit
Looking at the young man who was enjoying Petunia's breakfast and chatting with Petunia's annoying nephew, Uncle Vernon turned his head hard, thinking about this question quietly.
Suddenly, Uncle Vernon opened his eyes wide and held his breath, thinking of a possibility!
From the conversation, it can be heard that this man had been a professor for a period of time in that school specializing in sneaking, and this shows that he must also be the kind of eccentric and grandstanding person they detest very much!
And Mr. Blaine must know this. There is no doubt that Mr. Blaine is a decent person, so he will not admit and disclose that he has such a shameful illegitimate child until his death. Connect!
Amosta, who seemed to be aware of it, glanced casually at Uncle Vernon, and his expression changed, wondering why the fat man, who was confused and afraid of him just now, suddenly showed a sense of superiority
Also, that child who is almost a miniature version of him has been holding his butt since he saw him. What is wrong with it? Could it be that he was persecuted by someone so that he misunderstood me.
"--I saw a photo in that living room, yes."
Harry paused, as if he was a bit reluctant to confess his relationship with the Dursleys in front of Professor Bryan, just as the Dursleys had always considered it a shame to have a relationship with him.
"--is a group photo of all the employees of Uncle Vernon's company many years ago, and the boss of this company is also on it."
"Then you found out that the owner of that drilling rig company looks almost exactly like me?"
Amosta, who was half full after eating, gracefully wiped the greasy corners of her mouth with a napkin, and nodded thankfully to Aunt Petunia,
"Your cooking is excellent, Ms. Petunia, I haven't had such a delicious breakfast in a while."
Aunt Petunia, who was appreciated, didn't show any emotions related to happiness. She pursed her lips and looked down at the dinner plates, although she couldn't wait to drive this man out, even if he might have a relationship with the boss of Vernon Company It was a lot, but she just didn't dare to say a word.
"So, how is he doing now, I mean, Coulard Bryan."
Harry is not surprised that Professor Brian is concerned about the physical condition of the owner of Uncle Vernon's company. He is surprised that Professor Brian mentioned the name in a casual, indifferent tone, as if discussing A stranger who has little to do with him!
"It's terrible, professor, it could be anytime"
Harry didn't go on, but he believed that Professor Blaine could understand him.
Looking at Professor Brian, whose eyes were hard to see, Harry hesitated for a while and asked,
"You know, I mean, you knew about this Mr. Coulard Brayne all along, Professor... because, I don't think you seem very surprised?"
Amosta breathed a sigh of relief. He leaned back on the chair and looked up at the spotless ceiling. He tapped his fingers on the dining table, making a dull and depressing knocking sound.
"Yeah, I know."
After a while, Amosta nodded and answered the question, "I have known about the existence of this Mr. Kurad Bryan for a long time."
"But I heard from Hagrid that you... grew up in an orphanage?"
Harry asked dumbfoundedly with his mouth open.
"Yes, Potter."
Amosta looked down at Harry, showing an incomprehensible deep smile,
"I did grow up in an orphanage, and those two things don't conflict at all, do they?"
(End of this chapter)
The restored neat and orderly kitchen was shrouded in a strange atmosphere. Under the influence of this atmosphere, the Dursleys, who were the owners of the house, all remained silent. It fell on Harry, who was hurriedly recounting the ins and outs of the incident, but on Amosta, who was slowly dealing with a fried egg.
When Harry mentioned his confusion about whether wizards ever had cancer, Amosta put down his knife and looked up, saying,
"No, Potter, wizards don't get that kind of disease—"
"Why, Professor Blaine?"
Although he knew that Mr. Blaine was no longer the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts, Harry was still used to addressing him by that name. Facing Professor Blaine's answer, he was confused, "I don't understand this disease. , Professor, but I don't think it should be because we are wizards."
"It's because of the magic power."
Amosta swallowed the food in his mouth and said calmly,
"This involves the fundamental difference between wizards and Muggles. Potter, it is true that like Muggles, the cells in our bodies are suffering from disease all the time, but our bodies have a high concentration of Muggles that Muggles do not have." magic.
Magic power is a very magical power, it is like the unique immune system that only exists in the wizard's body, when it detects the disease that exists through natural evolution, the magic power will spontaneously wipe out the source of those diseases—"
Looking at Potter, who was unconsciously sitting upright, as if he was in class, Amosta smiled. To be honest, he put aside Dumbledore's unpleasant 'teasing' and returned to Hogwarts in the first half of the year. He still had a lot of fun in those months.
"--Most sources of disease that do not contain abnormal magic power cannot cause wizards to get sick. In addition, magic power also has a weak effect of strengthening physical fitness, so you will find that as long as there is no disease or disaster, most wizards with high mana Basically, they will live a long life."
"Like Headmaster Dumbledore!"
Harry, who was still a little confused in his eyes, immediately reacted.
You're close to competing with Rubeus Hagrid for Dumbledore's number one fandom, Potter Amosta rolled his eyes secretly, but nodded with a smile.
Aunt Petunia, who was sitting across from him, heard this, and there was a trace of imperceptible envy in her eyes full of fear. As the topic evolved, Uncle Vernon, who almost occupied half of the seat on the other side of the table, unconsciously He clenched his fists hidden under the table, and his deliberately suppressed breathing gradually increased. It seemed that he had reached the limit of his patience.
In fact, if it wasn't for the fact that this young man exuding a very special temperament had almost the same appearance as Mr. Blaine, then he might have asked him to go out 'politely' long ago.
But now that this was mentioned, Uncle Vernon felt puzzled again.
This man should be Mr. Blaine's son -- it didn't take much wisdom for Uncle Vernon to figure it out. The eyes may have been inherited from his mother, but the facial features and soft gray hair and the young Mr. Blaine Almost identical, that would be confusing if they weren't father and son!
But Mr. Blaine has no heirs, this is even confirmed by Mr. Blaine's housekeeper, Mr. Lawrence!
Uncle Vernon had spent most of his life in that drilling rig company, and he had a clear picture of the family situation of every old employee in the company, not to mention their immediate boss, Mr. Cullard Brayne.
Could it be that Mr. Blaine has an illegitimate child that even the loyal old butler Lawrence doesn't know about? !
Uncle Vernon blinked his pig's eyes, conscious that he had discovered the explosive truth.
Then since Mr. Blaine has no other heirs except this illegitimate son, why has he never thought of getting him back when he was so ill? After all, he has such a huge family business that no one will inherit
Looking at the young man who was enjoying Petunia's breakfast and chatting with Petunia's annoying nephew, Uncle Vernon turned his head hard, thinking about this question quietly.
Suddenly, Uncle Vernon opened his eyes wide and held his breath, thinking of a possibility!
From the conversation, it can be heard that this man had been a professor for a period of time in that school specializing in sneaking, and this shows that he must also be the kind of eccentric and grandstanding person they detest very much!
And Mr. Blaine must know this. There is no doubt that Mr. Blaine is a decent person, so he will not admit and disclose that he has such a shameful illegitimate child until his death. Connect!
Amosta, who seemed to be aware of it, glanced casually at Uncle Vernon, and his expression changed, wondering why the fat man, who was confused and afraid of him just now, suddenly showed a sense of superiority
Also, that child who is almost a miniature version of him has been holding his butt since he saw him. What is wrong with it? Could it be that he was persecuted by someone so that he misunderstood me.
"--I saw a photo in that living room, yes."
Harry paused, as if he was a bit reluctant to confess his relationship with the Dursleys in front of Professor Bryan, just as the Dursleys had always considered it a shame to have a relationship with him.
"--is a group photo of all the employees of Uncle Vernon's company many years ago, and the boss of this company is also on it."
"Then you found out that the owner of that drilling rig company looks almost exactly like me?"
Amosta, who was half full after eating, gracefully wiped the greasy corners of her mouth with a napkin, and nodded thankfully to Aunt Petunia,
"Your cooking is excellent, Ms. Petunia, I haven't had such a delicious breakfast in a while."
Aunt Petunia, who was appreciated, didn't show any emotions related to happiness. She pursed her lips and looked down at the dinner plates, although she couldn't wait to drive this man out, even if he might have a relationship with the boss of Vernon Company It was a lot, but she just didn't dare to say a word.
"So, how is he doing now, I mean, Coulard Bryan."
Harry is not surprised that Professor Brian is concerned about the physical condition of the owner of Uncle Vernon's company. He is surprised that Professor Brian mentioned the name in a casual, indifferent tone, as if discussing A stranger who has little to do with him!
"It's terrible, professor, it could be anytime"
Harry didn't go on, but he believed that Professor Blaine could understand him.
Looking at Professor Brian, whose eyes were hard to see, Harry hesitated for a while and asked,
"You know, I mean, you knew about this Mr. Coulard Brayne all along, Professor... because, I don't think you seem very surprised?"
Amosta breathed a sigh of relief. He leaned back on the chair and looked up at the spotless ceiling. He tapped his fingers on the dining table, making a dull and depressing knocking sound.
"Yeah, I know."
After a while, Amosta nodded and answered the question, "I have known about the existence of this Mr. Kurad Bryan for a long time."
"But I heard from Hagrid that you... grew up in an orphanage?"
Harry asked dumbfoundedly with his mouth open.
"Yes, Potter."
Amosta looked down at Harry, showing an incomprehensible deep smile,
"I did grow up in an orphanage, and those two things don't conflict at all, do they?"
(End of this chapter)
