Harry Potter: The Party of the Orient at Hogwarts

Newt put the suitcase on Albus's desk, tapped it lightly, and called Credence.

Then, he opened the suitcase, and the little black mist heard his call and flew out.

Maybe because Albus was a stranger to it, so he hid behind Jiang Li in fear.

"He has a good eye, and he chose the most dangerous one to hide." Albus narrowed his eyes, looked at the little thing and laughed.

Hearing him slandering herself so much, Jiang Li rolled her eyes at him: "No, he should want to be closest to you, but you are old."

"Huh?" Albus was at a loss for words, he didn't understand whether Jiang Li's words were teasing him or had other meanings.

Jiang Li held Xiao Heiwu with his hands, and said to Albus: "Credence looks a lot like you and Aberforth when you were young, even though he has black hair, when I first saw him , I suspect it's your child."

Albus glanced at her, and rubbed his temples vigorously with his thumb: "Why don't you think it will be Aberforth's child?"

Jiang Li shrugged, with a look of contempt on his face: "Aberforth? With his personality, that kind of straight man, would there really be a girl willing to give birth to a fat boy for him?"

Ah Bu thought about his brother's character, and felt his head hurt even more, while Newt leaned on the desk with his hands in his pockets, looking at him with a look that I didn't expect you to be such a person.

"No, Newt, put away your suspicious eyes, I don't have an illegitimate child, and if the child's name is Dumbledore, then he must belong to Aberforth." Albus waved his hand, and now his head hurts even more up.

"The child's adoptive mother has been abusing him. It would be a good thing if his father could be found, at least he is no longer alone." Newt said very sincerely, even when he looked at Albus still had the look in my eyes that I thought was you.

Albus rested his forehead and even gave Newt a white look.

"It wasn't Albus's. If it was his, I believe Grindelwald would have killed Credence instead of trying to save him from the Magic Congress. Even Newt, you were beaten like that by him! "Jiang Li thought of a certain sour chicken vinegar king's deliberate targeting of Newt. If Credence was Albus' son, he would have died long ago.

"He wanted to take advantage of Credence's silence, but, Dumbledore, what kind of enmity between Grindelwald and you is there to vent this anger?" Newt frowned and looked at Albus suspiciously. .

Deep hatred!Jiang Li was about to burst out laughing, what a deep hatred, it was obviously a certain sour chicken who was jealous.

Albus coughed twice in embarrassment, and the bases of his ears were a little red, but Newt didn't notice.

"It's meaningless for us to discuss this here, why don't you ask Aberforth!" Jiang Li held up the little black mist to Albus.

Albus looked at the black gas and smiled: "Maybe you can find him in the Pig's Head, but he might hit me with a broken wine bottle."

"Pfft!" Jiang Li couldn't help laughing after all, she thought of Aberforth who used a large area of ​​flames on the goat, but now he should not be charged for abusing the goat.

"It's okay, anyway, he's hitting you by throwing the wine bottle, it's none of my business, Newt's, and Credence's." Jiang Li shook his head and said in a low voice.

Newt stood beside her, thinking that what she said made sense, and nodded frantically like a chicken pecking at rice.

Albus picked up a book on the table as the two of them slapped, but managed to dodge it.

In the end, Albus decided to take them to the Pig's Head Bar to find Aberforth. If Credence was really his child, and if something happened to Credence and he didn't tell Aberforth, After that, the two brothers would never be able to reconcile again.

"Credence, come, let's go find that unreliable father of yours." Jiang Li clasped the edge of the pocket with his fingers and pulled it out, allowing Little Black Mist to slip in.

It also obediently got into Jiang Li's pocket.

Albus leads Newt and Jiang Li to the fireplace in the Hog's Head using the fireplace's Floo network.

The moment Albus appeared, he guessed right, an empty wine bottle flew towards him quickly.

He turned sideways, and the wine bottle flew past him, hit the wall of the fireplace behind, and shattered into pieces.

"As I said, you are not welcome in my shop, the great Professor Dumbledore!" A handsome, but slovenly man walked up to Albus.

Jiang Li knew that this violent temper should be Aberforth, she walked up to Aberforth, and greeted him with a smile: "Hey, Aberforth."

When Aberforth heard her voice and his eyes fell on her, he was stunned: "You are Li? No! The age doesn't match, you should be her daughter."

Jiang Li was really speechless, this is the second time that she is her own daughter, a group of sixth children.

Aberforth suddenly pointed at Newt: "So, you are the father of this child, Li's husband?"

Although Jiang Li hoped that his last sentence was true, he still interrupted his nonsense: "Please, Aberforth, I am Li. As for appearance, for an excellent wizard, maintaining appearance should be It's not difficult."

Albus squinted at her talking to Aberforth with a look on his face like I'm watching you keep fooling around, while Newt was listening in a daze, having no idea what they were talking about.

"But, this is too..." Aberforth thought it was too amazing, and he wanted to say something more.

Albus interrupted his speech: "Leaving aside the matter of Li, her country has so many things we don't know, it's normal."

His expression became serious: "I want to ask you, Aberforth, have you ever had children?"

Following his words, Aberforth was stunned for a moment, silent for a long time, and then said softly: "I once fell in love with a girl, 17 years ago, we had a child, it's a pity that the child and his His mother, that kind and beautiful woman, was lost in a shipwreck."

He took out a small gold medal from his pocket, and gently stroked the words engraved on it: "Aurelius, this is the name I gave to that child."

"Perhaps, that child may not be dead." Newt, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke out.

"What? You mean my son, my Aurelius may still be alive in this world!" Aberforth excitedly grabbed Newt's collar, and he held the gold medal tightly in his hand. The pitch of his voice suddenly increased several degrees.

"Yes, Li and I met a silent man in New York. The boy was about 17 years old. Li felt that he looked very similar to you."