The Sons of Grindelwald at Hogwarts

Olynworth looked at Thakal, who was a little out of control, and couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic.

But based on what he said, he had a wonderful premonition.

Looking at Thakal's handsome face, he always felt very, very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

His face became more and more familiar, and Orlynworth stared at that handsome face.

Really very very familiar!

His pupils shrank, and the handsome face in front of him slowly overlapped with the face of the person in his memory... Orlynworth looked at him, the surprise in his eyes couldn't be concealed at all.

"Olynworth, I think you should have guessed why I asked you about Odyssex." Takal smiled slightly seeing his wonderful reaction.

That face is exactly the same as his...

"That's right, he is the child of me and that blood girl Freya, and it's also the reason why I don't go to Azkaban." Takal smiled, seeing Olynworth's embarrassed expression, knowing that he was thinking of It made him wary of him when he first came to Knockturn Alley.

"Ah, I'm sorry about what happened before." Olynworth said awkwardly, and 1 grass-mud horses galloped past in his heart.

"It's okay. It's good to be wary of strangers. After all, no one knows what he will do. I'm glad Sykes has a friend like you." Takal smiled.

"Then why haven't you gone to him all these years?" Orlingworth asked strangely.

"Because I think I just need to protect him secretly. After all, having a father who was once a Death Eater is not a very good thing." Takal looked at the Dark Mark on his arm and sighed. .

"No, you are wrong, he needs you very much." Orlynworth's tone was very firm.

He knows how much Odyssex, a sunny and humorous boy on the surface, longs for family affection. Thoughts?

Even after Olynworth became his friend, no matter how hard he tried to make up, it was useless.

The lack of family affection is something he will never be able to make up for.

"How is it possible? I'm a Death Eater, an unpopular Death Eater, Voldemort's running dog! He doesn't need such a father." Takal shook his head and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"But you also became a Death Eater for St. Mungo's sake! You're not wrong!" Orlynworth looked into those blue eyes.

"He's brilliant, he's good, he's outstanding. He doesn't need a father like me. I'm just a dirty Death Eater living in Knockturn Alley. Even though I didn't want to be a Death Eater, I still Betrayed the supreme light in my father's heart!" Thakal said with a trembling voice, looking at the Dark Mark on his own arm.

"But he needs you very much." Orlynworth looked at Thakal.

Thakal looked at him, a tangle flashed across his face.

"Okay, then tell him after Christmas and give him a surprise, now you can finally tell me what he likes?" Takal looked at him.

Oliver was taken aback.

"Well, I like reading this type of book." He thought for a while, and finally told Takal Odyssex about a strange hobby.

He pushed an odd-looking book to Thakal.

Thakal turned to the first page.

After half an hour.

Thakal pushed the book over with some embarrassment.

"Uh, this... it's just that I want to see what he likes." He forcefully explained.

Olynworth knew what book it was, and gave him a chuckle.

"It's okay, I know you want to read the next chapter."