tampered with the past

I was completely stunned by what I saw.

Uncle Harry and Mum...

The mother's back is as thin as paper in the moonlight: "Now, do you understand?"

Mom's voice was painful, sad, with a strange trill: "You must look down on me! I can understand that after all this, even I..."

"No!" I said firmly, "I believe there must be some misunderstanding. Uncle Harry loves you, and I'm sure you love Uncle Harry..."

"But that can't hide the fact that we ... we cheated."

I was at a loss for words for a while, although I believed that there must be another truth in it, but it was obviously impossible to convince my mother.

After a long silence, I finally plucked up the courage to speak: "I will write to Scorpius and ask him to forward it to Rose. If he can find her, I will let Rose understand that she and Albus..."

"You can't tell her the truth." Mom said, her voice as cold as ice, "Just tell her that I caused everything, that I confused Harry."

"Why?" I wondered, "That's Rose, not Malfoy."

"Yeah! That's Rose." My mother still turned her back to me. "It's my child and Harry's. Rather than letting her hate her parents, let her hate me alone. At least..."

I understood instantly: "You just want to protect Uncle Harry."

"Whatever you think." Mom's tone was very light, "I just hope you can do what I say, and don't make me regret telling you the truth."

the truth?

what is the truth

The truth is a huge iceberg.

Mom and I have only seen the tip of the iceberg.

Uncle Harry loved Mama.

Mum loved Uncle Harry too.

I don't know what made it necessary for them not to be together, but I believe in the innocence of Mum and Uncle Harry.

Maybe I should ask Dad?

Ask Uncle Harry?

As soon as I had such a thought in my mind, I felt dizzy for a while.

"I'm sorry, child." Mom finally turned around, her face covered with staggered tears, "I cast a silence spell on you."

As expected of my mother, even sadness can't break her persistence.

What else can I do now?

Write to Rose, tell her mother is a bad woman?

I can not do it.

Mum was a nice person, and so was Uncle Harry.

I love them.

Merlin, I hate you!

Why are you making Mum and Uncle Harry miserable?

What is the reason for this?

I swore to get to the truth.

for sure.

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