People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

Chapter 154 Memories of Our Fathers

The team heading to Hogsmeade left the square. Harry stood under an archway and watched his companions walking away. It would be a lie to say he wasn't sad, but at least there was still someone to accompany him.

Harry quietly hooked his fingers around hers, and then naturally held her hand. His palm was broad and warm, like an electric current flowing into Afro's heart, causing her heart to beat faster.

On the way back, I met Lupin, who was carrying a small aquarium with several green figures in it. The color was disgusting. Its face was pressed against the glass, and its fingers were abnormally long, like a spindle.

"Where are you going?" Lupin waved to them first, his eyes accidentally falling on their clasped hands, a gossipy smile lingering in the corners of his eyes.

"Go see Hedwig." Harry noticed Lupin's gaze and tightened his grip on her hand, his tone casual yet meaningful.

Lupin looked at Harry and laughed softly, "Shall we go for a walk together?"

After hearing Lupin's laughter, Afro realized that she and Harry were too intimate. She slightly broke away from the boy's hand and lowered her head, not daring to look at Lupin.

Lupin walked with them towards the owl house. Passing a wooden suspension bridge, Lupin leaned on the railing and looked at the green hills in the distance.

"Professor, can I ask you a question?"

"You want to ask me why I stopped you from dealing with that Boggart, don't you?"

Harry walked over to Lupin and imitated his movements by placing his hands on the guardrail. Afro thoughtfully left space for the two of them. She stood not far away and watched the leaves in the distance swaying lightly in the wind, and the sunlight fragmented and slowly slid across the top of the mountain.

She used her mind to open the system panel in her mind, and the progress of the ongoing task at the top was still zero.

"2333, does the truth in the mission refer to the murderer who killed the Potters? Or is there a hidden plot in this world?"

"I don't know 2333. Xiao Afu has to find it herself."

Afro decided to put it aside. She was still a long way from clearing Sirius' name. She scrolled down the panel again and found a task to be picked up at the bottom.

"Available quest: The longest companion - Jie Yuhua: Comfort the poor savior. Reward: 10,000 points. There is no penalty for failure."

This is a great task, free points!

"2333, why don't you accept this mission!"

23 Staring at the finger, silent.

What can it say? This task is a strategy task to increase favorability!

Will it push the female goose into the fire pit?

It won't!

"Ah, is there such a task? There wasn't one just now!"

"Forget it, I'll take it first." Afuluo clicked the confirmation button, and the task status was updated to To be completed.

The three people standing on the high place all looked into the distance, but no one saw a black shadow flash by among the green.

Lupin briefly explained why he didn't let Harry face the Boggart. He was afraid that Harry's fear was Voldemort, but Harry was only afraid of fear itself.

"You're very clever, Harry."

Harry told Lupin that he always thought of the scene on the train back to school. He remembered a woman screaming before she fainted, and he knew it was his mother.

Lupin stared deeply at Harry's face. The familiar outline slowly overlapped with the boy in his memory, as if James had never left.

He paused, hesitantly looked away, turned his back to Harry, and concealed the moisture and loss of composure in his eyes.

A touch of warmth covered his hand that was placed on the railing, and the warm body temperature passed through the back of his hand to his whole body, driving away his coldness.

Harry turned his head to face the fair, soft and well-behaved girl. She blinked slightly, and the teardrop mole at the end of her eye became vivid.

"Harry, I recognized you the first time I saw you."

Harry showed no shock; after all, in the wizarding world, his scar was more famous than he was.

"It's not your scar, it's your eyes and your looks."

Lupin returned to Harry's side and looked into those green eyes, which were exactly the same as those of his old friend.

"I know your parents, James and Lily. They are two very different people, but they are able to love each other."

"Your father, James, is a troublesome student who always gets into trouble. Your mother, Lily, can discover beauty that even she herself has not discovered, and she is gifted..."

“That was a wonderful and fulfilling time…”

It was the first time that Harry heard the story of his parents from his elders. He seemed to be brought back to that time by Lupin's words. His parents strolled around the campus like him, and his father always broke school rules like him and was chased and punished by Professor McGonagall.

A trace of smile spread across my heart, and all the loss and grievance in my heart disappeared.

Avro stood quietly by Harry's side, listening to Lupin talk about his school life. Lupin was the first person in the entire plot to take Harry into the memories of his parents.

"Later I heard that this talent was passed on to you?" Lupin seemed to feel that the previous topic was a bit heavy, and started joking with a smile.

Harry smiled shyly and lowered his head to play with the girl's fingers in his palm.

"Yes, the Potter family has always been of the same bloodline." Afro and Lupin smiled at each other, and the one who was teased blushed and scratched his neck.

Lupin finally sighed, "You really are like your parents, Harry."

He looked up at the flock of birds flying in the sky again. If James knew that his son had a girl he liked at school, he would definitely jump up and down to pass on all his experience to Harry and give him some terrible advice.

The two young people took many detours.

After the story, Harry and Aphrodite went to the Owl Shed to give Hedwig some snacks. Because Aphrodite's fear of owls had not yet been cured, she and Lupin stood outside the door waiting for the boy.

"Thank you." Lupin suddenly thanked her.

Afro looked up in confusion. Didn’t he already thank her last time?

Lupin saw her doubt and smiled slightly, "It's good that Harry has a friend like you."

"But friends only bring friendship. What Harry longs for most is family love, the love brought by elders."

The man standing on the other side had one hand in his pocket, his eyes hidden by his hair, making it impossible to tell his emotion.

"I know, but that's the best arrangement."

"But no one asked Harry's opinion."

"My identity will bring him danger and make him homeless..."

"What if your identity changes? Will you stay for Harry?" Afro interrupted him before he finished speaking. The girl's clean and clear eyes seemed to see through the disguise in his heart.

Afro did not hear Lupin's answer until Harry came out. When they said goodbye at the castle gate, a voice that couldn't be any softer answered the question.

"I think so, but it's impossible, so it won't happen."

"Who knows? Maybe Merlin will reappear someday."