Chapter 139
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Hua Shui Jun
Chapter 139
"Your mother, I mean that girl"
When Professor Bryan finished telling the story about why he became an orphan, Harry, who had opened his mouth for a while, realized that he couldn't find a name to call the woman named Bellina Detta!
For so many years, the Dursleys have tried their best to ignore him and even abuse him, but even so, Harry has to admit that they are qualified parents, because they treat their son Dudley really well. .
And this woman named Bellina simply overturned Harry's definition of 'parents'!
"She ended up being"
"died."
Amosta rubbed his fingers with a complicated expression,
"By the time Grandma Feiliena finally found a helper, she had already been washed away by the water for an unknown distance, because the river was covered with ice and a thick layer of snow, so no one knew where she was in the end. Where did it go?"
This was the end that suited her actions, Harry thought inwardly, but didn't say it out loud.
Outside the house, the torrential rain gradually subsided, and the antique clock leaning against the wall facing the two of them jumped a large frame during the story. From the beginning to the end, no one broke into this private meeting room.
Harry lowered his head and stared at the luxurious velvet carpet under his feet, and suddenly felt that he was not so miserable. It is true that his parents were killed by Voldemort not long after he was born, but Harry can confirm one thing, his parents are love. His, they gave their lives to protect him.
"Do you hate them?"
"Don't hate."
Professor Bryan shook his head and gave an answer that left Harry dumbfounded.
"I don't hate them any more than I love them, I just think it's a very sad thing."
The rain had passed, but the sky hadn’t cleared yet. Amosta stood up, walked to the window and pushed it open. He glanced at the crowds in the yard who were quickly gathering downstairs. After that, he squinted his eyes and took a few deep breaths of the fresh air after the rain. The air and mood gradually improved.
"Then your grandfather and grandmother"
After a long silence, Harry raised his head and asked, "Have you inquired about them?"
"They—"
Amosta smiled at the birds flying past in front of him, stretched his waist, and said in a lazy tone,
"By the way, I asked their neighbors and they revealed that not long after the ineffective daughter came to the door with a child, they moved away. It is said that they moved to a city in the United States."
Harry also wanted to ask Professor Brian if he had a chance to visit his grandfather and grandmother later, but when he got to the point of speaking, he suddenly felt that this was a very boring question, so he closed his mouth quietly.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door suddenly, and after getting the promise of Professor Brian, the door was pushed open, and the old housekeeper Lawrence walked in slowly with a stack of papers like documents.
Lawrence, who was very decent in receiving guests, didn't even look at Harry when he walked past Harry. Instead, he came directly to Professor Brian who was staying by the window, and bowed respectfully, with grief on his face.
Harry didn't mind Laurence ignoring him, nor was he surprised by the look on his face, it was obvious.
"Master--"
Lawrence's eyes were red, and his voice was hoarse.
"As I said, Lawrence, my name is Amosta Blaine, not some 'Master,'"
Amosta looked at the old butler who had sent away two generations of the Bryan family, and he had mixed feelings in his heart. This old butler might be the only person in the house he was willing to say a few more words.
Lawrence pursed his lips, and he looked at the young man in front of him, as if he saw Kurad Bryan 20 years ago,
"At your will--"
Lawrence sniffed and nodded,
"In the past two years since Master Blaine fell ill, he has secretly sold most of the assets under the name of the Blaine family, including the Groning Drilling Rig Company. donated to charity."
Amosta raised his brows, already guessing what Lawrence was going to say next.
"--But just now, Master Brian changed his will, and he left all the money and this manor to you"
Amosta smiled and asked with great interest,
"It's convenient to ask, how much money is there in total?"
"Stocks of five companies, three manors in London and Birmingham, villas in Majorca, luxury cars, some antiques from all over the world, yachts... The processing was very hasty, and in the end I only got"
Lawrence quickly said a number.
Well a 'just got'!Amosta rolled his eyes and almost swallowed his breath.
Even Harry, whose concept of money was gradually leaning toward 'Garon, Sickle and Nat', his eyes widened when he heard this number, and his heart beat suddenly half a beat slower!
If the Dursleys knew about it, they'd pass out with envy - Harry thought.
"If you have no comments, these documents need your signature." Lawrence handed the documents to Amosta.
"No need, Lawrence, just deal with it according to his previous wishes."
Amostar walked around the papers and walked towards the door, putting his arm around Harry's shoulder halfway and leading him away.
"Are we going to lunch, Professor Blaine?" Harry asked a little puzzled.
"Oh, I don't know why, I suddenly lost my appetite," Amosta said with a wink and a smile, "and since the rain will stop by this time, I think we might as well leave first."
For Amosta's choice, neither Harry nor the old butler Lawrence showed any surprise.
"Mr. Blaine—"
The door opened, and when Amosta and Harry were about to disappear from sight, Lawrence suddenly called out to them. Facing the questioning gaze, he choked up a few times,
"Mr. Blaine, this house, it is the ancestral home of several generations of the Blaine family—"
Staring at the gray-haired old housekeeper who was loyal to the Bryan family, Amosta nodded slowly, "Since this is the case, Lawrence, then you should guard it for the Bryan family."
"I won't say goodbye to your uncle and aunt, Potter—"
Outside the house at No. [-] Privet Drive, Amosta said after getting off the taxi. He noticed Potter's surprise, so he explained with a smile,
"Because I found that your uncle and aunt don't seem to like me very much."
"Oh, they don't like anything related to magic." Harry also grinned, but then, he restrained his smile, showing reluctance,
"So where are you going next, Professor Blaine?"
"Something happened a few days ago, which changed my body, so I'm going to find a hotel to rest for a few days to get familiar with the changes. Oh, maybe I should get myself a place to stay, too. That's not the case!"
Hearing this question, Amosta rubbed his eyebrows wearily,
"After that, I'm going to find someone's whereabouts."
After finishing speaking, Amosta waved his hand at Harry who didn't know why, and turned around to leave. His figure quickly disappeared around the corner of the road.
(End of this chapter)
"Your mother, I mean that girl"
When Professor Bryan finished telling the story about why he became an orphan, Harry, who had opened his mouth for a while, realized that he couldn't find a name to call the woman named Bellina Detta!
For so many years, the Dursleys have tried their best to ignore him and even abuse him, but even so, Harry has to admit that they are qualified parents, because they treat their son Dudley really well. .
And this woman named Bellina simply overturned Harry's definition of 'parents'!
"She ended up being"
"died."
Amosta rubbed his fingers with a complicated expression,
"By the time Grandma Feiliena finally found a helper, she had already been washed away by the water for an unknown distance, because the river was covered with ice and a thick layer of snow, so no one knew where she was in the end. Where did it go?"
This was the end that suited her actions, Harry thought inwardly, but didn't say it out loud.
Outside the house, the torrential rain gradually subsided, and the antique clock leaning against the wall facing the two of them jumped a large frame during the story. From the beginning to the end, no one broke into this private meeting room.
Harry lowered his head and stared at the luxurious velvet carpet under his feet, and suddenly felt that he was not so miserable. It is true that his parents were killed by Voldemort not long after he was born, but Harry can confirm one thing, his parents are love. His, they gave their lives to protect him.
"Do you hate them?"
"Don't hate."
Professor Bryan shook his head and gave an answer that left Harry dumbfounded.
"I don't hate them any more than I love them, I just think it's a very sad thing."
The rain had passed, but the sky hadn’t cleared yet. Amosta stood up, walked to the window and pushed it open. He glanced at the crowds in the yard who were quickly gathering downstairs. After that, he squinted his eyes and took a few deep breaths of the fresh air after the rain. The air and mood gradually improved.
"Then your grandfather and grandmother"
After a long silence, Harry raised his head and asked, "Have you inquired about them?"
"They—"
Amosta smiled at the birds flying past in front of him, stretched his waist, and said in a lazy tone,
"By the way, I asked their neighbors and they revealed that not long after the ineffective daughter came to the door with a child, they moved away. It is said that they moved to a city in the United States."
Harry also wanted to ask Professor Brian if he had a chance to visit his grandfather and grandmother later, but when he got to the point of speaking, he suddenly felt that this was a very boring question, so he closed his mouth quietly.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door suddenly, and after getting the promise of Professor Brian, the door was pushed open, and the old housekeeper Lawrence walked in slowly with a stack of papers like documents.
Lawrence, who was very decent in receiving guests, didn't even look at Harry when he walked past Harry. Instead, he came directly to Professor Brian who was staying by the window, and bowed respectfully, with grief on his face.
Harry didn't mind Laurence ignoring him, nor was he surprised by the look on his face, it was obvious.
"Master--"
Lawrence's eyes were red, and his voice was hoarse.
"As I said, Lawrence, my name is Amosta Blaine, not some 'Master,'"
Amosta looked at the old butler who had sent away two generations of the Bryan family, and he had mixed feelings in his heart. This old butler might be the only person in the house he was willing to say a few more words.
Lawrence pursed his lips, and he looked at the young man in front of him, as if he saw Kurad Bryan 20 years ago,
"At your will--"
Lawrence sniffed and nodded,
"In the past two years since Master Blaine fell ill, he has secretly sold most of the assets under the name of the Blaine family, including the Groning Drilling Rig Company. donated to charity."
Amosta raised his brows, already guessing what Lawrence was going to say next.
"--But just now, Master Brian changed his will, and he left all the money and this manor to you"
Amosta smiled and asked with great interest,
"It's convenient to ask, how much money is there in total?"
"Stocks of five companies, three manors in London and Birmingham, villas in Majorca, luxury cars, some antiques from all over the world, yachts... The processing was very hasty, and in the end I only got"
Lawrence quickly said a number.
Well a 'just got'!Amosta rolled his eyes and almost swallowed his breath.
Even Harry, whose concept of money was gradually leaning toward 'Garon, Sickle and Nat', his eyes widened when he heard this number, and his heart beat suddenly half a beat slower!
If the Dursleys knew about it, they'd pass out with envy - Harry thought.
"If you have no comments, these documents need your signature." Lawrence handed the documents to Amosta.
"No need, Lawrence, just deal with it according to his previous wishes."
Amostar walked around the papers and walked towards the door, putting his arm around Harry's shoulder halfway and leading him away.
"Are we going to lunch, Professor Blaine?" Harry asked a little puzzled.
"Oh, I don't know why, I suddenly lost my appetite," Amosta said with a wink and a smile, "and since the rain will stop by this time, I think we might as well leave first."
For Amosta's choice, neither Harry nor the old butler Lawrence showed any surprise.
"Mr. Blaine—"
The door opened, and when Amosta and Harry were about to disappear from sight, Lawrence suddenly called out to them. Facing the questioning gaze, he choked up a few times,
"Mr. Blaine, this house, it is the ancestral home of several generations of the Blaine family—"
Staring at the gray-haired old housekeeper who was loyal to the Bryan family, Amosta nodded slowly, "Since this is the case, Lawrence, then you should guard it for the Bryan family."
"I won't say goodbye to your uncle and aunt, Potter—"
Outside the house at No. [-] Privet Drive, Amosta said after getting off the taxi. He noticed Potter's surprise, so he explained with a smile,
"Because I found that your uncle and aunt don't seem to like me very much."
"Oh, they don't like anything related to magic." Harry also grinned, but then, he restrained his smile, showing reluctance,
"So where are you going next, Professor Blaine?"
"Something happened a few days ago, which changed my body, so I'm going to find a hotel to rest for a few days to get familiar with the changes. Oh, maybe I should get myself a place to stay, too. That's not the case!"
Hearing this question, Amosta rubbed his eyebrows wearily,
"After that, I'm going to find someone's whereabouts."
After finishing speaking, Amosta waved his hand at Harry who didn't know why, and turned around to leave. His figure quickly disappeared around the corner of the road.
(End of this chapter)
