Chapter 2507 Muggle Farmer Caitlin
The morning sun has risen, spreading her light and warmth to the earth and to the whole community. The green shade outside the window swayed gently with the breeze, and sprinkled soft golden spots on the window glass.
It's just that no one knows how many times we can see such a beautiful sunrise.
Everyone in the living room has already left one after another. A new day has come and everyone has things to do. Compared with the helpless catastrophic changes, teaching students to learn is their own job. Even if they lose their school for a while, they still have to do what should be done.
Only Minerva, and the two Muggle women she brought with her, have not left yet.
The three sat at the small round table in front of the window, with the two Muggles at one end and Minerva at the other.
The atmosphere on the small round table seemed a little cold.
Behind the temporary bar not far away, Aberforth was still wiping his goblet boredly as usual, and only occasionally glanced at the three of them, as if he had long been used to seeing this world. All kinds of trivial things, and there is not much interest in prying.
It's just that Minerva, who has always been very decisive, obviously seldom has such indecision, which makes people feel a little curious.
I don't know how long it took, but only knowing that the refilled black tea on the small round table had cooled down again, Minerva finally opened her mouth first.
Mrs. McGregor...
It was just that Minerva had just spoken, but unexpectedly, the older of the two Muggle women opposite her suddenly spoke too. Although the other party still looked a little shy, like a commoner peasant woman flinched in front of an aristocratic lady in the past, the meaning in those words was surprisingly tough.
Miss McGonagall, let's...let's talk alone first!
The posture of this old lady, whom Professor McGonagall called Mrs. McGregor, does not appear to be very firm, but the tone of her speech, which is soft and timid, seems to be unquestionable. .
Mommy?
Beside her, her daughter, who always had a look of sadness on her face, subconsciously called her mother when she heard it. But after seeing the expression on his mother's face, he didn't say anything more. He just stood up and greeted Minerva who was opposite him respectfully, then left the small round table and walked towards the door step by step, and then left temporarily. here.
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Caitlin is just the daughter of a very ordinary Scottish farm family. She grew up walking between the field ridges and wooden fences. There is a capable and reliable father, an introverted but kind mother, and a handsome silly boy from the neighbor's family who has liked him since he was a child.
Later, although it was somewhat unfortunate, because my father passed away a little early, and I didn't even catch up with my wedding, but that was more than ten years ago.
Seven years ago, I was finally succeeded by that silly boy from the neighbor's house, got married, and gave birth to a child for him. Watching the child grow up day by day, washing clothes and cooking, and helping her husband take care of the cows that produce milk, life is ordinary but happy.
Then, the beautiful girl who was originally well-known in the local countryside also saw wrinkles at the corners of her eyes in the mirror as the calendar overlapped.
This is also impossible, life,
Isn't that what it is? While having so many regrets, Caitlin still had a slight smile on her face, because her son was healthy and sensible—as an ordinary peasant woman, this was probably enough.
It's just occasionally... Really just occasionally, when I go for a walk in the nearby suburbs with my mother, I pass by the small old church, and I will see my mother stop for a while, looking at the window on the second floor of the church with a little reminiscence. look.
In Caitlin's impression, her mother has always been an ordinary peasant woman like herself, simple and hardworking every day, aging a little fast. What I care about every day is only three meals a day and the nursery behind the house, as well as the life of my daughter, children, and family. She is a bit nagging at home, but she seems a little cramped and introverted when she goes out.
However, when her mother stood outside the old church and stared, Caitlin vaguely saw an expression that was rarely seen in her body.
Caitlin felt that the mother should have some past events that her daughter didn't know about, but even if she asked about it afterwards, the mother never elaborated.
Until one day, when Caitlin returned from delivering food on the ridge of the field as usual, she saw her elderly mother standing there with an old suitcase of her deceased father, hunched over her back and with an inexplicable firmness. The yard gate.
Just when Caitlin looked puzzled, her mother said to her without hesitation:
Call Liam, pick up the kids from school, we're getting out of here.
What? Caitlin walked forward in a daze, and hurriedly took the suitcase from her mother, Mum, what's the matter? Get out of here? Do you want to travel somewhere?
For a moment, Caitlin almost thought that her mother was showing signs of dementia, and hurriedly tried to comfort her. However, the changes afterwards made her understand that it was actually herself who didn't 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. After that, this kind of news suddenly disappeared, replaced by more entertainment programs and talk shows.
In the end, the originally unknown mysterious world full of magic and wizards is revealed bit by bit from every detail of life.
Until the government came forward to officially announce the existence of the wizarding world, to be honest, the whole process was only a few weeks.
Caitlin and her family left their hometown together in the end—not because of her mother's will, but because of the cooperation of the military and police from all over the country, and started a panic-stricken migration.
Perhaps it was also from the first day when the mother's abnormality was confirmed, Caitlin began to realize that the secret in her mother's heart that she never talked about with others might be related to this magical world that is gradually being revealed in front of everyone. But after that, Caitlin never mentioned it again, but silently put it deep in her heart.
Because so far, the magic world that has been gradually revealed is accompanied by a breath of disaster, which makes Caitlin still not sure whether the mother's secret is a good thing or a bad thing.
Until... finally, the disaster still hit the heads of their small family, and then the sky of her, an ordinary peasant woman, was instantly covered with dark clouds.
Her husband Liam died in order to protect the child; the child is still in a coma and needs magic to heal.
Why didn't I die? Caitlin stood at the door of Aberforth's temporary bar, thinking in a daze.
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