Ashes of Hogwarts

Ash looked through the old photos with interest.

It has to be said that the little boy with oily hair and pink face is more likable than the ugly middle-aged delinquent.

Even though he knew they were the same person, Ash still found the person in the photo more pleasing to the eye.

[Impossible, is it possible that I am also a face-controller?I'm not the kind of person who is superficial. 】

For some reason, Ash always felt that the woman in the photo, the mother of the Virgil brothers, looked very familiar.

It seemed as if I had seen it somewhere.

This feeling is very strange.

As far as Ash's memory is concerned, there is no such thing as someone who is familiar but can't remember who he is.

It wasn't until he turned to the family photo that all the doubts in his mind disappeared.

It was not that he discovered the true face of this woman, but that he was truly shocked by the man.

that man!

Ash even rubbed his eyes to make sure he saw correctly.

"Ash, what's the problem?"

Dumbledore saw Ash's condition.

He hadn't seen Ash behave like this in a long time.

The last time was after Ash discovered that he had really come to this world.

"It's not a big problem, I can solve it."

Ash waved his hand, signaling Dumbledore not to worry.

Old friends, nothing strange.

"In this case, I really have to help those two unlucky children. No wonder they always have a very familiar smell on them."

Ash never knew what that feeling was before, thinking it was just his illusion.

He pulled out his wand, tapped his desk, and muttered softly.

"Apparate!"

With a crackling sound, Ash disappeared from the spot.

Only old photos are flying in the air.

Dumbledore took the photo that made Ash's attitude change drastically, and at a glance he saw the man standing in the first place with a gentle smile.

He had seen this man before.

Right at Ash's wedding!

……

Demon May Cry Demon Exorcism Agency.

Dante and Virgil slumped on the couch.

"Dante, can your damn stomach stop growling? I can't even sleep."

Virgil also knew that this request was difficult for his brother, but he had no choice.

If my brother doesn't use it, what else can he do with it?

Play?

Dante glanced at Virgil with a vicissitude, and tightened his belt again.

With the development of technology and the proliferation of Auror offices everywhere, the number of commissions to eliminate demons has become less and less.

In a few days, even his last property, the demon-killing office, would be taken back by the landlord.

"Virgil, is Mr. Losric really interested in those useless old photos? I mean, is it possible that our mother is his old lover? Otherwise, there is no reason for people to help him after seeing the photos. Us."

Dante was unhappy with his father.

Since he was a child, he wanted his mother to remarry and find a man who would treat her better.

At least I wouldn't have only returned home a few times for more than ten years. Even if my mother finally fell into the trap of death, there was no way out.

Failed husband, failed father.

Virgil just sneered at Dante's unfounded speculation.

"Who knows, the old lover who can't sleep with Lothric is our father, and we are only willing to help us because of his bloodline."

"Please call him that man. I have never admitted that he is my father."

"Okay, okay, considering that you're starving to death, I'll do whatever you want."

Virgil didn't bother to argue with Dante.

Although he was also very dissatisfied with that man.

crackling~

Suddenly a gray cloud spread inside the office.

Along with the thunder of the clouds exploding, a steady sound of footsteps gradually appeared in the ears of the two brothers.

"Where is the evildoer!"

Dante drew his great sword, and Virgil stood up, holding his katana in his right hand, ready to launch an attack at any time.

The two brothers have always been the only ones to go to other people's homes. When will it be someone else's turn to break into their own nest?

What a shame!

"Are you so poor that you can't even pay the electricity bill? And why is there a smell from the toilet? You don't even have money to flush the toilet?"

The clouds cleared away, leaving Ash standing there holding his nose in disgust.

Although the two brothers looked like they were middle-aged, they were dressed in a smart way.

Why are you so unhygienic in your own home?

"In fact, the half-month-old pizza box you're stepping on is my last asset."

Seeing that the person who appeared was not an enemy, Dante collapsed back on the sofa.

Apart from food and fighting, nothing else could excite him now.

"So, you are really my mother's old lover?"

Ash was looking for a place to stay in the office with a look of disgust on his face - after returning to the normal human world, he tried his best not to let himself be in a dirty environment, especially now that the fireproof girl was still pregnant with her child.

When he heard Virgil's question, he raised his head in shock.

Who is your mother? Do I know her?

It took him a long time to realize that it was the young woman in the photo who looked familiar.

"Don't blame someone's innocence out of thin air. I just think your mother looks familiar. I really have nothing to do with her!"

Ash felt that the brain circuits of these two dolls were abnormal.

No one is in a hurry to find a stepfather for themselves.

In the end, Ash couldn't find a clean footing, so he reluctantly pulled out his wand.

“Clean and new!”

A breeze blew by, and the entire office became as bright as new, with no trace of dust left.

Dante and Virgil sat slumped on the floor, staring blankly at the empty office.

Where is my furniture?Where is my phone number?What about such a big sofa under my butt?

"Is this what you call a clean slate?"

Dante asked angrily.

These things all belong to the landlord, and he hopes that when he checks out, the landlord will refund his deposit for the sake of complete furniture.

It doesn’t require much, just enough for a full meal.

"If you call those broken things like the dissected materials in Snape's office furniture, then I might have disposed of them as garbage."

Ash silently stuffed his wand back into his sleeve.

In a way, "cleaning up" is a very powerful magic.

In the right hands, he can use this magic to destroy anything he considers "dirty".

Isn’t this better than some broken Avatar?

"Then Mr. Losric, can you tell me what you want to do when you come all the way to this humble home?"

Virgil blinked, hoping to hear the answer he wanted from Ash.

Although he has made it clear that he is not his mother's old lover, at least he looks familiar to her.

Maybe he's a classmate from elementary school. When the time comes, I can rely on this relationship to ask him to save his mother.

"I do want to ask a question."

With that said, Ash reached into his arms.

Then he was embarrassed to find that he didn't bring any photos.

He coughed twice and pretended that nothing happened.

"Is your father named Hawkwood?"