Harry Potter's Bastard

Harry, Ron, the twins, and Ginny looked in amazement at Neville and an old woman in the hallway.

"Neville ......"

"Oh, Harry, it's you. Neville greeted generously. "You're here to see—"

"—Ron's father, you should have heard that night. Harry said.

"Oh. "

"These are your classmates, aren't they?" the old woman wore a green robe, a fox skin scarf, a tall hat with an eagle specimen on it, and a large red handbag.

Harry and Ron were very familiar with this image, and Boggart wore a similar outfit to the "Snape" women's outfit.

"Yes, grandma, that's Harry Potter and-"

"Harry-Potter-" Mrs. Longbottom looked at him with a strange look.

Harry was used to this, and whenever a stranger knew that he was the famous Harry Potter, his performance was basically the same.

"Ah, yes," Mrs. Longbottom, looking at Harry carefully, held out a withered, talon-like hand for him to shake, "yes, yes, of course I know who you are. Neville thinks highly of you. "

"You're obviously from the Weasleys," Mrs. Longbottom, looking at the red hairs on their heads, gracefully extended her hand to Ron and Ginny, "yes, I know your parents—not very well, of course, but no doubt good people." "

"Uh...... Thank you. Ginny was noticeably quicker to react than Ron, who was still standing like a wooden stake.

"Shall we go to the sixth floor for a drink?" Harry pointed to the staircase, where the sixth floor was a tea room and shop, and many people who came to visit St. Mungo would choose to go up and sit down.

"Well, I'll forget it...... Maybe I'll be able to do it later. Neville looked at Grandma's face.

"We're here today to see my son and daughter-in-law – Neville's parents. "Lady Longbottom suddenly looked proud, "They are the Aurors, and they have sacrificed a lot to fight those madmen. "

"My son and daughter-in-law were tormented by the mysterious man's men with the Piercing Heart Curse and went mad. She turned haughtily to Harry.

Harry and Ron knew about it, but the twins and Ginny didn't, and Ginny was looking at Neville in surprise. She didn't expect that this "senior" who had a very low presence in Gryffindor would have such a story.

"What's going on, Neville?" Mrs. Longbottom, apparently noticing the twins and Ginny's behavior, "didn't you tell your classmates what kind of people your parents were?"

"Mrs. Longbottom, Neville and I have spoken. Harry hurriedly said, "Ron knows that too. "

"Oh, yes, that's right. Ron echoed as if he had just woken up from a dream. But it looks more like it's going along with it.

"Well, it's not a shame!" said Mrs. Longbottom angrily, "you ought to be proud, Neville, proud! they sacrificed their health and sanity not to make their only son ashamed of them!"

"I'm not ashamed!" Neville raised his voice slightly, "I just don't feel the need to let everyone know about these things. "

Mrs. Longbottom looked at her grandson with scrutinizing eyes, and then snorted through her nose: "It seems that your cousin has taken good care of you." "

"They are Aurors, and they are highly respected in the wizarding world. Mrs. Longbottom continued to say to Harry, "Talented, both of them. I- Hey, Alice, what's the matter?"

Neville's mother walked slowly in her pajamas. She no longer had the sleek, happy face of Moody's photograph of the earliest members of the Order of the Phoenix. Her face was now emaciated and haggard, her eyes were unusually large, and her hair was gray. Scattered and dry. She didn't seem to want to speak, or couldn't, but she timidly drew at Nevilleby, holding something in her hand.

"Another one?" said Mrs. Longbottom, a little tiredly, "well, Alice, well—Neville, take it, whatever it is." "

Neville had reached out, and his mother had thrown him a wrapper of Super Bubble Gum.

"Very well, dear. Neville's grandmother patted her on the shoulder, feigning joy.

But Neville whispered, "Thank you, Mom." "

His mother staggered back, the curtain fluttering, and Harry and the others felt uncomfortable. Especially for Harry, Solim had said before what it was like to be tortured by the Diamond Curse, and even Harry himself had experienced the torture of the Diamond Curse, but he still couldn't imagine how far he had to torture a good person with the Diamond Curse in order to torture a good person like that.

"Well, it's time for us to go back. Mrs. Longbottom sighed, tugging at her green gloves, "It's a pleasure to meet you all.

"I've never heard of ......," Fred said without his usual hippie smile.

"It's Lestrange," said Harry, "and Bellatrix, and her husband, and his brother, and Barty Jr. "

They all looked at Harry.

"I know," he said sadly, "Dumbledore told me, but I promise not to say it, Bellatrix. That's why Lestrange went to Azkaban, and she used the Mind Curse on Neville's parents, driving them insane. "

"You know what? My brother, I suddenly changed my mind. Fred squinted.

"What do you want to do?" asked Ginny, "Don't go out of line, or I'll tell my mother." "

"Who can calm down after knowing that those Death Eaters have done so many crazy things?"

"That's right, especially since there's one lying here—"

- Pink. "

"—numb, hemp, leprosy. "

"I warn you, you've gotten into a lot of trouble. Ginny said angrily, "And this is St. Mungo, you—"

"Wait a minute. Ron seemed to be reacting to who his two older brothers were talking about, "You're not going to do anything to Umbridge, are you?"

"Why not?"

"Just let us find a chance—"

"You don't have a chance! I'll go down and tell my mother!" Ginny hurried down the stairs for fear that her two brothers would cause trouble. When the twins saw that something was wrong, they hurried to follow, trying to stop their sister.

Umbridge may really have to thank Ginny, because this time the twins came with not such a thing as a big poop egg, but a product they developed and had not yet been tested, just think about the spit candy and coma flower candy developed by the twins, if Umbridge really ate a kind of early product, although it is said that with the presence of St. Mungo's doctor, it will not cause any danger to his life, but it is inevitable to lie in St. Mungo's hospital bed for a few more days.