Chapter 163: The authorities are obsessed with it, the story of the adoptive father
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He Dian Bai Kai Shui
Although Soule acts perfectly normal, who is Mr. Ellison?He is a man who has worked hard in the cut-throat business world to create a huge fortune.
After several days of observation, Mr. Ellison became more certain that his son had something on his mind, and it should be something happening in the magical world that he had never been in contact with.
It's definitely not because of relationships. Hermione has been with her son almost every day these days. The two little ones have a good relationship. Suli said that she has caught the two little guys secretly holding hands several times.
That night, Angel, who was pestering her brother, was finally taken back to the bedroom to sleep by Mrs. Ellison, and Soul finally had time to read Bathilda Bagshot's "History of Magic."
Professor Binns assigned them a paper assignment, the title is--"A brief discussion of the practice of Muggles gathering in cathedrals to burn witches in the fourteenth century"
Under the gentle desk lamp, Suer spread out the parchment, held the pen full of ink in his hand, and his eyes stayed on a piece of content that seemed to be of some value--
In the Middle Ages, non-magical people (commonly known as Muggles) were particularly afraid of magic. They believed that magic, an ability beyond their understanding, was a gift from the devil, even if wizards used magic to help them escape from suffering.
Occasionally, they caught a real wizard or witch, and burning them was of no use at all.
As long as the wizard casts the most basic fire-condensing spell, he can pretend to scream in pain while enjoying the numbing pleasure brought by the flames.
Weird Wendelin especially likes this feeling. According to the records of caring people, she has pretended to be caught by Muggles at least 47 times, just to enjoy the feeling of being burned by fire...
After reading this, Su Er couldn't help but lament that the predecessors in history were so good at playing. In this case, it is not uncommon for Mr. Merlin to like to wear silk stockings. It is said that ancient Europeans especially loved silk stockings.
Hmm... In Muggle history, stockings seem to have been first invented for boys (really!)
According to the description in the history book he had read before.
Many years ago, many men were crazy about colorful stockings.
Loose shorts and brightly colored stockings were the most standard fashionable male attire of that era.
Of course, such rights only belong to nobles.
The history of magic homework will always make people wander, no matter how much they love learning, they can't escape this, and Sur is no exception.
At this time, there was a knock on the door. It was Mr. Ellison. Today, he took over his wife's job and delivered milk to Soul.
"Thank you, Dad." Suer raised a smile and took the milk from Mr. Ellison.
"Do wizards also have to do homework?" Mr. Ellison glanced at the opened History of Magic and said with some surprise, "I thought your homework was to practice magic with a wand."
"We can't cast magic outside of school. This is stipulated by the Ministry of Magic's laws." Soul held the milk and took a big sip. Well... there was no sugar.
When Mr. Ellison curiously came over to look at the page about burning the witch, Soul secretly went to the bookshelf and skillfully dug out a piece of candy hidden by Angel and added it to the milk.
The little girl who likes to eat sweets but was strictly prohibited from eating sweets by Mrs. Ellison because of her teeth began her arduous struggle.
Mainly she hid it and Mrs. Ellison found it.
The bookshelf in Sule's room was the hardest hit area. During the summer vacation, Angel was always sneaking around in his bedroom and eating sweets secretly, like a little hamster.
Shushu, I can’t live without sugar.
"It's amazing. It turns out that fire can't burn a witch to death at all." Mr. Ellison sighed and made a tut-tsk sound.
"It's not all like this. Some people who are not good at learning or are liars are really miserable." The candy melted completely into the milk, adding a touch of fruity sweetness to the evaporated milk.
While Su Er answered, he happily took a big sip, hmm...this is just right.
"How is life at school?" Mr. Ellison asked casually, just like an ordinary parent caring about their children's studies. "Is it difficult to learn magic?"
"It's okay." Suer nodded, "The teachers are very good..."
He picked up some interesting things that happened in the castle and told Mr. Ellison, such as Quidditch, a very popular sport in the wizarding world. For example, his roommate Morne was obsessed with wizard chess and found someone to play chess with every day. All the snacks were donated and so on...
Mr. Ellison said that it was an eye-opener and he was very interested in the talking wizard chess. Soul said that when he went to Diagon Alley to buy new textbooks during the summer vacation, he could buy a pair and keep it at home. Play chess with Mr. Rangel.
Anyway, the rules of wizard chess are no different from chess.
Sur deliberately avoided talking about the attacks that occurred in the castle this year, and there was no need to speak out and worry his parents.
"Then your mother and I can rest assured. In fact, I thought you encountered something unpleasant at school." Mr. Ellison pretended to be casual and said casually, "You seem to be a little worried."
Su Er stopped drinking the milk. He didn't expect that Mr. Ellison would notice him despite being so well hidden.
"It seems like something is really going on." Mr. Ellison noticed Suhr's movements and smiled cheerfully, "Do you need me to give you a reference?"
"Is it about relationships? I'm the one who got your mother. I can give you a lot of advice on this. Of course, if it's about academics, I can't help you. According to you, I'm a Muggles can't use magic," Mr. Ellison said, winking at Soul.
"That's not what happened, Dad." Suer choked on the milk and coughed a few times, "It's not about study... um..."
Soul put the half-drunk milk on the table and hesitated for a while. Mr. Ellison did not rush him and pretended to listen.
"Have you heard of the prophecy?" Suer finally chose to confide in Mr. Ellison the question that had been bothering him for a long time.
"Prophecy? Something like a tarot card or a crystal ball?"
"Absolutely." Suhr nodded, "That's it. I found that I could see some fragments of what happened in the future. I told Professor Dumbledore about this, the old gentleman who came to our house last year. …”
"That's it. Obviously I told the elders, but the future has not changed at all..."
Because Suhr deliberately avoided the content of events such as the basilisk attack, Mr. Ellison was a little confused, but he still got the key points.
"So, what you are worried about is that you - well, you have seen some bad things happening in the future, and are you hesitant to intervene to change it and make it develop for the better? And you are worried about your own intervention. It will make worse things happen..."
It was a bit confusing, but the meaning was similar. Suer nodded.
Mr. Ellison thought for a moment and seemed to be choosing his words.
"Your principal is a very powerful wizard, right?" Before expressing his opinion, he confirmed a fact to Suer.
"Yes, in today's wizarding world, as far as I know, he is the most powerful one, everyone says so."
"Let me tell you a story." Mr. Ellison said, "This is a story from a long time ago. I don't know much about things in your magical world, but I think my story will give you an inspiration."
"A long time ago, a 17-year-old boy started his new career in a shabby place. However, the competition in this industry is very cruel. Countless people are forced to quit every day, and countless others people join in.”
"Of course the boy's career has failed, more than once, but every time, he can learn from the failure and continue to start his business, because he is too poor, and he knows deeply that he wants to gain a foothold in this society. To go on, one’s own strength is fundamental.”
"On the road to entrepreneurship, there were many difficulties, and there were times when the boy was so desperate that he wanted to give up, but he finally did it. The difficulties did not knock him down, but made him stronger. Strong enough to deal with what happened calmly, or Difficulties that have not occurred..."
The story told by Mr. Ellison is actually about himself, from the difficult beginning of starting a business to becoming a famous businessman and boss now.
At first glance, this story had no connection with the question Su Er was hesitating about, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.
Reconnect with the question Mr. Ellison asked before the story began.
"I understand, Dad."
Mr. Ellison patted Soul on the shoulder and left with satisfaction.
After a while, Soul finished drinking the milk and lay on the bed, Mr. Ellison's story replaying in his mind.
Although this story is just a very ordinary story from beginning to end, a poor boy worked hard to start a business and finally succeeded.
But in this story, there is one point that runs through both the front and the back - one's own strength is the capital to face everything.
Even though the boy in the story experienced a lot of failures, he extracted experience from the failures, and the experience made the boy stronger.
Just like Dumbledore did, he saw the memory in Soul's mind, but did not try to change it. Instead, after killing the threat, he continued to arrange it according to the direction of the memory, holding all possible consequences in the palm of his hand. .
The premise for Dumbledore to do this is that he is powerful enough.
In fact, many problems that seem very troubling to me are just a question as simple as how much 1+1 equals in the eyes of others.
Father, like son.
That's all...
After several days of observation, Mr. Ellison became more certain that his son had something on his mind, and it should be something happening in the magical world that he had never been in contact with.
It's definitely not because of relationships. Hermione has been with her son almost every day these days. The two little ones have a good relationship. Suli said that she has caught the two little guys secretly holding hands several times.
That night, Angel, who was pestering her brother, was finally taken back to the bedroom to sleep by Mrs. Ellison, and Soul finally had time to read Bathilda Bagshot's "History of Magic."
Professor Binns assigned them a paper assignment, the title is--"A brief discussion of the practice of Muggles gathering in cathedrals to burn witches in the fourteenth century"
Under the gentle desk lamp, Suer spread out the parchment, held the pen full of ink in his hand, and his eyes stayed on a piece of content that seemed to be of some value--
In the Middle Ages, non-magical people (commonly known as Muggles) were particularly afraid of magic. They believed that magic, an ability beyond their understanding, was a gift from the devil, even if wizards used magic to help them escape from suffering.
Occasionally, they caught a real wizard or witch, and burning them was of no use at all.
As long as the wizard casts the most basic fire-condensing spell, he can pretend to scream in pain while enjoying the numbing pleasure brought by the flames.
Weird Wendelin especially likes this feeling. According to the records of caring people, she has pretended to be caught by Muggles at least 47 times, just to enjoy the feeling of being burned by fire...
After reading this, Su Er couldn't help but lament that the predecessors in history were so good at playing. In this case, it is not uncommon for Mr. Merlin to like to wear silk stockings. It is said that ancient Europeans especially loved silk stockings.
Hmm... In Muggle history, stockings seem to have been first invented for boys (really!)
According to the description in the history book he had read before.
Many years ago, many men were crazy about colorful stockings.
Loose shorts and brightly colored stockings were the most standard fashionable male attire of that era.
Of course, such rights only belong to nobles.
The history of magic homework will always make people wander, no matter how much they love learning, they can't escape this, and Sur is no exception.
At this time, there was a knock on the door. It was Mr. Ellison. Today, he took over his wife's job and delivered milk to Soul.
"Thank you, Dad." Suer raised a smile and took the milk from Mr. Ellison.
"Do wizards also have to do homework?" Mr. Ellison glanced at the opened History of Magic and said with some surprise, "I thought your homework was to practice magic with a wand."
"We can't cast magic outside of school. This is stipulated by the Ministry of Magic's laws." Soul held the milk and took a big sip. Well... there was no sugar.
When Mr. Ellison curiously came over to look at the page about burning the witch, Soul secretly went to the bookshelf and skillfully dug out a piece of candy hidden by Angel and added it to the milk.
The little girl who likes to eat sweets but was strictly prohibited from eating sweets by Mrs. Ellison because of her teeth began her arduous struggle.
Mainly she hid it and Mrs. Ellison found it.
The bookshelf in Sule's room was the hardest hit area. During the summer vacation, Angel was always sneaking around in his bedroom and eating sweets secretly, like a little hamster.
Shushu, I can’t live without sugar.
"It's amazing. It turns out that fire can't burn a witch to death at all." Mr. Ellison sighed and made a tut-tsk sound.
"It's not all like this. Some people who are not good at learning or are liars are really miserable." The candy melted completely into the milk, adding a touch of fruity sweetness to the evaporated milk.
While Su Er answered, he happily took a big sip, hmm...this is just right.
"How is life at school?" Mr. Ellison asked casually, just like an ordinary parent caring about their children's studies. "Is it difficult to learn magic?"
"It's okay." Suer nodded, "The teachers are very good..."
He picked up some interesting things that happened in the castle and told Mr. Ellison, such as Quidditch, a very popular sport in the wizarding world. For example, his roommate Morne was obsessed with wizard chess and found someone to play chess with every day. All the snacks were donated and so on...
Mr. Ellison said that it was an eye-opener and he was very interested in the talking wizard chess. Soul said that when he went to Diagon Alley to buy new textbooks during the summer vacation, he could buy a pair and keep it at home. Play chess with Mr. Rangel.
Anyway, the rules of wizard chess are no different from chess.
Sur deliberately avoided talking about the attacks that occurred in the castle this year, and there was no need to speak out and worry his parents.
"Then your mother and I can rest assured. In fact, I thought you encountered something unpleasant at school." Mr. Ellison pretended to be casual and said casually, "You seem to be a little worried."
Su Er stopped drinking the milk. He didn't expect that Mr. Ellison would notice him despite being so well hidden.
"It seems like something is really going on." Mr. Ellison noticed Suhr's movements and smiled cheerfully, "Do you need me to give you a reference?"
"Is it about relationships? I'm the one who got your mother. I can give you a lot of advice on this. Of course, if it's about academics, I can't help you. According to you, I'm a Muggles can't use magic," Mr. Ellison said, winking at Soul.
"That's not what happened, Dad." Suer choked on the milk and coughed a few times, "It's not about study... um..."
Soul put the half-drunk milk on the table and hesitated for a while. Mr. Ellison did not rush him and pretended to listen.
"Have you heard of the prophecy?" Suer finally chose to confide in Mr. Ellison the question that had been bothering him for a long time.
"Prophecy? Something like a tarot card or a crystal ball?"
"Absolutely." Suhr nodded, "That's it. I found that I could see some fragments of what happened in the future. I told Professor Dumbledore about this, the old gentleman who came to our house last year. …”
"That's it. Obviously I told the elders, but the future has not changed at all..."
Because Suhr deliberately avoided the content of events such as the basilisk attack, Mr. Ellison was a little confused, but he still got the key points.
"So, what you are worried about is that you - well, you have seen some bad things happening in the future, and are you hesitant to intervene to change it and make it develop for the better? And you are worried about your own intervention. It will make worse things happen..."
It was a bit confusing, but the meaning was similar. Suer nodded.
Mr. Ellison thought for a moment and seemed to be choosing his words.
"Your principal is a very powerful wizard, right?" Before expressing his opinion, he confirmed a fact to Suer.
"Yes, in today's wizarding world, as far as I know, he is the most powerful one, everyone says so."
"Let me tell you a story." Mr. Ellison said, "This is a story from a long time ago. I don't know much about things in your magical world, but I think my story will give you an inspiration."
"A long time ago, a 17-year-old boy started his new career in a shabby place. However, the competition in this industry is very cruel. Countless people are forced to quit every day, and countless others people join in.”
"Of course the boy's career has failed, more than once, but every time, he can learn from the failure and continue to start his business, because he is too poor, and he knows deeply that he wants to gain a foothold in this society. To go on, one’s own strength is fundamental.”
"On the road to entrepreneurship, there were many difficulties, and there were times when the boy was so desperate that he wanted to give up, but he finally did it. The difficulties did not knock him down, but made him stronger. Strong enough to deal with what happened calmly, or Difficulties that have not occurred..."
The story told by Mr. Ellison is actually about himself, from the difficult beginning of starting a business to becoming a famous businessman and boss now.
At first glance, this story had no connection with the question Su Er was hesitating about, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.
Reconnect with the question Mr. Ellison asked before the story began.
"I understand, Dad."
Mr. Ellison patted Soul on the shoulder and left with satisfaction.
After a while, Soul finished drinking the milk and lay on the bed, Mr. Ellison's story replaying in his mind.
Although this story is just a very ordinary story from beginning to end, a poor boy worked hard to start a business and finally succeeded.
But in this story, there is one point that runs through both the front and the back - one's own strength is the capital to face everything.
Even though the boy in the story experienced a lot of failures, he extracted experience from the failures, and the experience made the boy stronger.
Just like Dumbledore did, he saw the memory in Soul's mind, but did not try to change it. Instead, after killing the threat, he continued to arrange it according to the direction of the memory, holding all possible consequences in the palm of his hand. .
The premise for Dumbledore to do this is that he is powerful enough.
In fact, many problems that seem very troubling to me are just a question as simple as how much 1+1 equals in the eyes of others.
Father, like son.
That's all...
