Harry Potter: Who cares about belated motherly love?

Chapter 1: The parents are against the will of heaven and their sister is T0. Does the brother have

Q: What is the relationship between Voldemort and Dumbledore?

Answer: They were lovers, otherwise why would Voldemort kill Grindelwald?

Q: Why did the Weasleys have so many children?

Answer: Because there are seven kids on one vine...

[Brain-opening article, family article, anti-common sense, why did Voldemort become a villain? Because the academic bigwig Dumbledore excluded him in the circle, leaving him without food and work. He was desperate and helpless, and he was extremely disappointed with mankind and completely evil, pursuing immortality, but his ultimate goal was actually to force Dumbledore to say: "Little devil, you are so bad, I was wrong, I will punch you on the head with my little fist~"]

[Main plot: The protagonist and his magic family do not belong to the light camp or the dark camp. The protagonist will use his 48.03-inch long, 7.62x54 mm caliber, steel-made, gunpowder-core magic wand to blast the dog heads of Voldemort and Dumbledore, the adulterous couple.]

Look carefully, this man is very handsome.

Hu Yingjun was gulping down water one second, and choked to death the next.

When I opened my eyes again, my name had changed to Ronald Bilius Weasley, 5 years old.

Yes, I am a wizard.

However, I remember things from my previous life, which are memories of an ordinary family. In the wizarding world, such people are called Muggles, or non-wizards.

Is this Meng Po soup mixed with water?

I remember being born in the 60s and dying in 2024, but now it's 1985, which confuses me.

Is there another me in this world?

Maybe it was when I first bought the house? It was 98 yuan per square meter, which was a great bargain compared to the subsequent house prices.

Or is this just a parallel world?

No matter what the situation is, I have retained a memory of a person named Hu Yingjun in my mind.

In my previous life, both my parents were alive, but our family was very poor. Because the overall situation after the war was very poor, my parents hardly ever went to school, so their reading and writing skills were very poor.

However, they have been working very hard.

After I started school, they would study with me using my textbooks. Although our family had no money, my parents gave me a lot of love.

For my future, they try to save on daily expenses, but still take me to free places to play or make various things for me.

Because I understand how hard their work is, I try to help with housework as much as possible, work hard to earn some pocket money, and study hard.

Fortunately, I was smart enough to get a scholarship and enter a pretty good school.

After graduation, I found a pretty good job. Not only was I handsome, I also married a kind woman (let me just say that she looked a bit like my mother), had children, and after my parents passed away, I lived an ordinary but satisfying life until my death.

As the person I was in the past, I have something to say.

"There's something wrong with the Weasley parents, right?"

Yes, this couple has a lot of problems.

First of all, having a large number of children without planning is an irrational behavior.

Well, I can barely accept this. After all, everyone has had passionate years.

But, they pretty much left me alone.

I have a younger sister who is one year younger than me. Because she is the long-awaited daughter, my parents completely ignored me from the time I was about half a year old.

From that time on, the consciousness of "I" gradually took shape, but from a normal logical point of view, this doesn't make sense at all, right?

At this time, I am grateful to my parents for giving birth to so many children without planning.

Because my brothers tried so hard to take care of me.

When I cried because I wanted milk or needed a diaper changed, my parents (especially my mother who was at home all day) were completely obsessed with their daughter in her belly and almost ignored me.

It was at this time that my three older brothers began to take care of me and my older twin brothers in place of our parents.

Especially my eldest brother Bill and my second brother Charlie, they have been so kind to me that I will never be able to repay them in my lifetime.

Imagine, a preschool child, who should be at the age of playing, is busy taking care of his younger brother every day.

But, unfortunately, Bill soon went to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and because it was a boarding school, he no longer returned home.

When Charlie also went to Hogwarts, I began to feel a sense of crisis.

Although the third brother Percy is also a good and caring boy, he is not as reliable as the first two brothers. He likes to study and has a relatively introverted personality. I think he may be the most sensitive one among us brothers.

As for the twins, Fred and George, they loved playing tricks on serious Percy, which helped me distract my parents to some extent.

However, they are good kids, so they will eventually listen to their parents.

As a result, our lives changed dramatically after Charlie left.

The twins have their own little world, so they are not affected too much, but once they are dissatisfied, they will make a fuss and make countless pranks, so their parents and sister will not ignore them, nor will they easily make the twins unhappy.

My sister’s education is also a problem.

Since she was the only girl, her parents bought her everything she wanted.

But I was wearing my brothers' old clothes? Boys' clothes were reused and replaced with new ones occasionally, but it was not my turn.

Since these things are meant to be used again in the future, even twins will cherish them.

My brothers would pass on to me the textbooks, study materials, and even the things they made with materials they found at school.

However, even so, my sister would still take away these things we cherish at will.

Parents always say:

"You're the older brother, you have to give way to Ginny."

That's it.

No, that's not right, is it? I have so little, how can I give it to someone else? So I said:

"Ginny, Mom and Dad have bought you a lot of new things. This can't be given to you. This is mine."

Then Ginny would cry and make a fuss to get my parents' attention, and they would take my things away and give them to Ginny.

Percy would be at a loss as to what to do when he saw this, and although the twins would not openly resist, they would repeat the prank and make a mess of the house.

So I calmly refuted my parents.

At this time, the mother would yell.

The father, who had just returned home from get off work, would only comfort the mother and scold the boys.

The situation could still be maintained after Charlie went to Hogwarts, but after Bill left, the balance of the Weasley family began to completely collapse.

In fact, it was already very fragile...

If I take into account my age in my previous life, it would be okay for these bastard parents to call me brother. If I could endure it, maybe this situation wouldn't have happened.

However, compared with my parents in my previous life, who were poor but loving, I really can't stand my current parents.

As a result, Ginny became increasingly hostile to me, the twins began to formally rebel, and my parents became increasingly harsh toward the twins.

When Ginny's relationship with me and the twins deteriorated, she began to take her anger out on Percy.

Percy was a good boy, so he always put up with it.

This made the twins even angrier, and relations between the brothers and Ginny quickly cooled.

Her parents always favored Ginny and became increasingly strict with her brothers.

As a result, my relationship with my three other brothers and our parents and Ginny deteriorated dramatically.

Ginny's room was filled with things she had taken from us brothers and didn't use.

Even if we wanted it back, she wouldn't give it back.

When we took our things from Ginny's room, she would cry and have tantrums.

Then, our parents would join her in blaming us.

We four brothers had fewer and fewer belongings, and our lives became increasingly difficult.

They were already very poor, and now it is even worse...

After Bill and Charlie were gone, our parents never replaced our worn-out things.

On the contrary, Ginny's stuff was growing.

Her parents would always say, "Poor Ginny, she's being bullied by her brothers," and then buy her more things.

As punishment, our parents started to starve us of food.

Percy tried his best to be a good boy and to mediate the relationship between our parents and us, but he was blamed for not disciplining his brothers and was deprived of food.

This made Percy even more listless, he spoke less and less, and was always in a daze.

He used to love studying, but now he had less and less time to study, and even rarely responded when the twins tried to elicit a reaction from him.

It was not until this time that I realized that although I had always been afraid of being considered a weirdo or felt that criticizing my biological parents was a bad thing, I had never mentioned anything about my past life.

But now, Percy's condition was obviously not right, and his parents and Ginny didn't care at all, and nothing changed.

My brothers are more important to me than my parents.

Bill and Charlie were more like the parents to me, and Percy was that character to the twins.

I could see anxiety starting to show on the twins’ faces.

Normally they are always laughing and joking, and it is difficult to have a serious conversation.

After all, twins are just regular 7-year-olds, and that's perfectly normal.

However, they are smart, and I hope we can have a good talk and teach this rebellious pair of parents and unruly sister a lesson together!

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