Hogwarts Sneakers

"Dad, I'm back!"

No. 168 King's Road, London. After saying goodbye to the Malfoy family, Carl couldn't wait to go home.

Soon, Wilson ran out in a hurry, still wearing an apron and holding a spatula dripping with oil in his right hand.

After seeing Karl, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then complained: "You didn't tell me in advance when you came back?"

While complaining, he came over and asked for help with the gift.

"Isn't this a surprise for you?" Having said that, Karl still explained: "My classmate invited me to play at his house, so I don't know when I will come back. By the way, dad, you are dripping oil all the way. .”

Only then did Wilson realize that he was still holding a spatula in his hand!

Carl suddenly became happy and smiled happily.

Wilson is usually very steady, but there are times when he is rude, especially when things happen to him.

Perhaps because his mother passed away early, Wilson gave him more than double the love, but he would not pamper her.

"Mom must be a very good person!"

Carl was determined.

Even though there has never been a relationship, there is only one yellowed photo.

But he still dares to be sure and dare to tell anyone, and the existence of him and Wilson is proof!

Karl said unceremoniously: "Dad, one person does the work and the other takes responsibility. I won't help you clean the house today, you can do it yourself."

Wilson's brows suddenly raised: "It makes sense. I made lunch and I should enjoy it alone."

Karl asked quickly: "What did you do for lunch?"

Wilson said casually: "Just steak, grilled fish, fried chicken and so on."

Carl said sternly: "We are a family, why should I let dad clean the house alone!"

Wilson laughed, helped Carl move the gifts into the room, and started to work on the arrangements for lunch.

At the dinner table, Carl told Wilson what he had seen and heard at Hogwarts.

Wilson listened with great concentration. It seemed that Vivian had never mentioned it to him about the magical world.

Karl swallowed a mouthful of steak and asked, "Dad, do you think mom is a wizard?"

"Wizard? Why do you have this idea?" Wilson was stunned.

"I was sorted into Slytherin House. At worst, I will be a half-blood wizard. Since you are a Muggle, my mother should be a wizard." Parseltongue can explain the problem better, but this involves too much, and Carl finally Not mentioned.

Wilson shook his head and said, "Then I really don't know. Your mother never told me."

Karl asked: "How did you and mom meet?"

Wilson suddenly showed a warm smile: "I met a robber at that time, and your mother saved me, but I was in a coma at that time. When I woke up, I thought your mother was also a robber, so I beat her. fist......"

The more he talked, the more energetic he became, the wider the smile on his face, and the more he missed it.

Carl had never heard Wilson talk about these past events.

Just listen quietly.

Wilson seemed to have returned to that time.

He remembered that it was a rainy day and he saved a wizard...

"She never told me that she was a wizard, and she didn't tell me until she died..."

Vivian once told him that if possible, she wished she were a Muggle and they were just an ordinary Muggle couple.

Now, the past between him and Vivian is the world that Vivian has always been looking forward to.

Karl said: "Dad, let's go see mom."

Of course Wilson said: "I'll leave after lunch and go home. I must go and see it."

Carl was admitted to Hogwarts and became a wizard. Although it was contrary to the world Vivian expected, Vivian would be happy to see Carl inherit her mantle.

This is also the reason why Wilson supports Karl. He doesn't want to see the traces of Vivian disappear without a trace.

West Hollows is a small village more than 300 kilometers away from London.

This is the birthplace of the Joyce family.

Vivian Watson sleeps here, under the summer oak tree at the top of the hill.

The family talked a lot, but most of it was Karl who did the talking. Wilson stayed for a while and then left first, leaving the space to Karl and Vivian.

Karl sat next to Vivian's gray tombstone and looked at the vast world beneath his feet.

"At Hogwarts, I thought a lot. I originally thought that this world has nothing to do with me. I just need to study quietly, make money, make potions, and move forward to a higher order. After all, the fate of this world has been decided. There is no place for me."

"But I found out that I was wrong. Friendship and family affection are real."

"I can't just ignore everything and watch tragedy happen."

Dumbledore, Professor Bubbaji, Professor Snape, Sirius, Lupin...

There are also Slytherin students who eventually became Death Eaters, and many wizards who were persecuted by Death Eaters...

Carl asked himself that he could not know about the tragedy and not try to stop it.

He couldn't be an outsider and watch the tragedy happen.

"I want to gain the power to protect me, just like my father and mother protect me."

Karl patted the summer oak tree next to him and said thanks: "Thank you for protecting my mother from wind and rain all these years."

Just as he was about to take his hand back, his vision suddenly changed. He first passed through the summer oak tree, and then entered the ground, where he saw a wand wrapped around tree roots: "This... is this my mother's wand? But if the wand is here, wouldn’t Dad know?”

This is very strange. The wand is buried with my mother. The only person who can do this is my father!

But my father said he didn’t know whether my mother was a wizard!

Before he could think about it, his eyes looked in again, through the wand, and came to a place shrouded in mist.

In front of him was a tall tree shrouded in clouds and mist. Karl got closer and saw the appearance of the big tree clearly.

"This is..." Carl observed carefully and finally concluded: "This is a snakewood tree."

The snakewood tree is a tree species that even Ollivander would not use as a staff.

But there was one man who used a snakewood wand.

Salazar Slytherin!

But this snakewood tree is a little strange. It has the characteristics of a snakewood tree, but it's not very obvious, like a hybrid.

"My inspiration resonates with this place through my mother's wand? Wait..."

Carl thought back to his mother's wand, which looked very similar to the snakewood tree in front of him!

"In other words, my mother's wand is most likely made from this tree, but what does this tree mean?"

The reason why he came here is definitely not because of the wand material. There must be a deeper reason.

Looking around, everything was shrouded in clouds and fog, making it impossible for him to distinguish the specific location.

Karl walked inside, but after walking for a long time, he returned to the snakewood tree and could not get out of here.

"It seems that we have to start looking for clues from the Slytherin family. But Voldemort is not the only one left in the Slytherin family. If this is the case, it will be a headache. Mom, you left too many What a secret..."