The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

(What is the beginning and end echo~)

Annie Klein strolled leisurely with a flashlight in his hand. He was now proficient in dealing with museums, including those animals.

It is so leisurely that it looks like a cow resting on the grassland.

But even so, his eyes still glanced at Cyrus beside him from time to time.

God, thanks to the Grangers... Annie Klein sincerely thanked that couple in his heart, if it wasn't for them, perhaps the relationship between him and Cyrus would have been awkward.

But Cyrus' indifference made him feel even more guilty.

"Hmm... Where did I say it? Ah yes... I really don't remember the past." Klein pulled his collar unnaturally, "It's strange... I can't remember at all."

"Since when?" Cyrus watched as he swung a flock of ostriches.

His father thought about it for a long time, his brows were almost squeezed together, and he looked a little painful, and this pain came from the lack of memory of himself.

"I don't know...I just think...it's weird that I don't even remember where I used to live"

At the beginning, Annie Klein didn't live in Mrs. Hadley's apartment. He just walked there casually, and happened to see the notice board of the house for rent.

"Hey son... son, I don't even know why you were sent here by an old man"

The word 'son' was delayed by the man for a long time, because the word was too unfamiliar to him, so he rarely said it.

"Didn't I be sent by your grandfather's comrade-in-arms?"

"No...I don't know, you were only so old at that time." Klein gestured like Chaplin, "He should have said to me: 'Hey, this is your son', I was stunned "

"But anyway, there was compensation from the British government at that time... So, I think you are still so young, so I just thought about taking you with me."

Klein couldn't stop talking about the events before and after his memory blanked. He found a bench by the corridor and pulled Cyrus to rest together.

When Cyrus was young, he thought it was some unwanted child, even if it was sent by that unknown old man, he didn't think it was his son.

Who in a normal person would accept an extra child for no reason?

"I was going to throw you in an orphanage...but...you were really cute when you were young." Father's finger hooked the loop of the flashlight, dangling between his legs.

"But...you...didn't?"

Cyrus was sitting in the same posture as him, looking from the side, he looked like two identical people, one big and one small.

"Yeah...I don't know, I've never raised a child... But fortunately, Mrs. Hadley is very nice, haha, thanks to her"

When Annie Klein mentioned the past, he was a little incoherent, and he forced a smile.

Both Cyrus and his father stared straight at the marble tiles on the floor, and some people seemed to pass by them, looking at them curiously.

Thought they were both a museum piece of art.

"Ah... Anyway... Anyway, you have grown up, haven't you?" Klein opened his mouth and made a difficult sound, "You are a famous contemporary novelist!"

He patted his son on the shoulder and joked.

"What about the mother? Ivy Annie?" Cyrus said his mother's name before she changed it.

"Ha! Yes, yes, I didn't know there was such a person at the time." Klein remembered the files he changed when he was looking for a job, "I don't remember..."

Cyrus' mention of the name brought his mood down a little again.

"I thought she was a bad woman, the kind who left her husband and her son and ran away... You know, it's like that in the movies, but I read in the file that she was dead..."

"Ivy...Annie?" Father sighed heavily, "I saw this name for the first time, and I felt a sense of familiarity..."

"Did you know? Later, I remembered her! Some fragments! This proves that she existed!"

Klein lost control of his emotions because of the missing characters, and he flicked the flashlight impatiently.

"You mean... there was such a person in your mind once, but then disappeared?"

"Yes! Yes, yes, yes! That's right!"

It was this feeling that he was a little delighted to hear the point that Cyrus had grasped.

For this reason, Annie Klein was depressed for a long time, and the little money left by the government was also used by him to buy alcohol. Of course, Cyrus would not know about these things.

"Sorry...I know what a jerk I am," he admitted.

"Does she have a picture? I mean other than the ones on file records..."

However, Klein shook his head, shattering Cyrus' hope.

"No... I don't even know where she is buried." Klein recalled the broken picture hidden behind the pain again, "I just think I should remember her"

Just because of that different feeling, and the warm and broken picture, he changed his name.

He wants to keep her firmly in his heart, so he doesn't have to worry about forgetting her every tomorrow.

"Maybe her parents are long gone...she could have followed me and had you...but...but I don't know" He made it all up.

But also the closest to reality.

Maybe Ivy Anne followed him, the two fell in love, got married, had children, and finally caused misfortune because of an accident.

"I'm sorry...son..." It took Klein eight years to recover from his escape, and another two years to accept Cyrus as a fact.

"But at least, I'm glad I made the decision at the time"

What he was talking about was the decision not to send Cyrus to the orphanage. He didn't know why he did that at the time, and the baby's smile appeared in Klein's mind.

Maybe Cyrus would have a different life in the orphanage...but never better.

After all, you can't meet a little girl there.

"These are not important anymore, you are my father..." Cyrus shook his head slightly, "That's all"

"yes..."

"Father, what if, I mean, what if my mother didn't have an accident because of a gas leak? For example... some criminal attack, just like in the movie"

Cyrus tactfully changed the explanation for a certain prisoner.

"If it's really like in the movie, I'll find it out." The father habitually fumbled into his trouser pocket, but gave up after grabbing a few times, with some shreds of tobacco stuck between his nails.

"I'll kill that man..."

Since December 1969, 12, the British Parliament has voted to abolish capital punishment including the death penalty.

This time Annie Klein was not for himself, but for the face in his memory and the baby who used to cry every night.

Cyrus took a breath, leaning against the cool quartz wall.

If my father didn't have this plan, he would have done it. He is not an old-fashioned Jedi.

"You are lucky." A pair of thick and rough palms rested on his blond hair and rubbed it, "Didn't you already meet the one who belongs to you?"

Blonde...just like Ivy.

"Huh?" Cyrus glanced at the girl in the hall through the gap in the stone railing.

She is earnestly recording the chats of the giants, and the boring study and recording are so enjoyable for her.

"Ask me to say hello, just say that I am very grateful to them." Annie Klein stood up heavily, and said something without beginning or end, but Cyrus knew who it was.

He watched his father sway, stretch, and straighten up again.

"Avril...he's grown up" Klein was confused, thinking to himself in his mind, "My mission is complete..."

Cyrus, let's continue on the road ahead, he wants to take a rest.

The boy sat alone for a while before he could barely get up. He went downstairs and planned to stay with Hermione for a while, but he didn't stay up late!

Just sitting next to Hermione, I saw her holding a small book, and excitedly said to Cyrus:

"For the greater good!!"

"what?"

What did he... miss?

(Actually, the character of Annie Klein reminds me of a healing show I watched before, called clannad, if you are interested, you can go and see it.

The father of the hero is also quite touching, a bit like the abbreviation of some single-parent families. )