Chapter 825 Apprentice

In the early morning of the next day, the sky was not yet fully lit, and the dim sky shrouded everything under its shadow.

In Godric's Valley, some houses stand on both sides of the narrow alley, some lazy people's Christmas decorations in the windows have not been removed, and they are shining brightly. Not far ahead, the golden street lights that have not been extinguished show that there is the center of the village. In the center of the village are a few shops, a post office, a pub, and a chapel. According to "History of Magic", the cemetery outside the church is full of the surnames of ancient wizarding families. There have been ghost stories for centuries.

Godric's Hollow is named after Godric Gryffindor was born here, medieval Bowman Wright created the first golden snitch here, and it's also home to at least one member of the Peverell family final resting place.

Godric's Hollow has been home to many prominent wizarding families. Before Albus Dumbledore's sister Ariana was killed, the Dumbledore family and Bathilda Bagshot, author of "History of Magic" and great-aunt of Getler Grindelwald, both lived in this village.

Of all the wizards who have lived here, Harry Potter is probably the most famous for surviving Voldemort's Killing Curse as a baby and making the Dark Lord lose strength. From then on, Harry Potter became known as "The Boy Who Lived", and the village became famous again.

Outside a three-storey house where the garden seemed a bit desolate due to the season, the ground was hardened by a layer of black frost. Allen and Hermione walked to a door along the gravel path lined with gooseberry bushes.

Allen knocked on the knocker on the oak door, and soon there were footsteps, and the door creaked open, and a plump young woman looked at them.

"Hello, Mrs. Olivier Avery..."

"Miss Hermione Granger, Mr. Alan Harris, please come in, Brutal will be very happy to know that you are here."

Before Ellen finished his introduction, he was greeted into the room by Olivier Avery, who recognized the visitor. She barely used the etiquette she maintained to cover up her sadness, and looked at Hermione with complicated eyes and a hint of relief. , a little Muggle-born witch whom her husband, Brutal Mulciber, had risked his own life to save.

The corners of Olivier's bitter mouth turned up, and just as a tear fell from his cheek, he turned his head and whispered, "Bluto should be very happy to see that Miss Granger is safe now..."

An ingenious robot took Hermione's coat and hung it on the hanger hook. Olivia, who turned her back and had red eyes, let the two into the room. The decoration and furnishings in the room showed that they lived well Not bad, very cold, although there are coals and logs burning in the fireplace, but not vigorous, a cradle with a baby in pink clothes is not far from the fire.

After hanging up the clothes, Mr. Clever Hands was going to make tea for the guests, but Olivier stopped it from preparing to do it himself and asked Mr. Clever Hands to take care of the cradle instead, but Oliver just stood up and prepared to prepare the teapot. At that time, the baby in the cradle began to cry because he was usually taken care of by his mother and was not familiar with the skillful robot.

Oliver didn't care about other things, and hurried over to pick up the baby and shake it gently. In the arms of his mother, the little guy gradually stopped crying, and his little hands tightly held his mother's skirt, sobbing occasionally.

"Sorry, there are only two of us at home now, so I'm neglecting you." Oliver's eye circles were red, her brown hair was disheveled as if it hadn't been combed, her eyes were red and swollen, and her complexion was haggard.

"Ms. Avery, I'm sorry, it's all because of me. If Brutal didn't want to save me, he wouldn't... leave you." The corners of Hermione's mouth couldn't help drooping anymore, and her eyes instantly Jingying, "He and Pupai aren't even on duty... I couldn't even say a word of thanks to him."

Olive hugged the baby in her arms tightly, leaned against the wall, and stubbornly made her voice sound more proud of her husband: "It is Brutal's duty as an Auror to protect others.

I believe that even if it is not Miss Granger, I believe he will come forward. Miss Granger need not feel guilty. "

"Ms. Avery, I want...I want to invite you to work in the Umbrella Company." Hermione took a step forward and leaned slightly forward to approach Olivier. She was afraid that the other party would hold Olivier because of her affection. "Please don't misunderstand Mrs. Avery, your N.E.W.T took seven O's, this is not compensation, I wonder if I have the honor to work with you?"

"Thank you, Ms. Granger. The Umbrella Company has great prospects. I have heard about the good employee benefits. It's just that my family is also running the plantation business. As the sole heir, I must shoulder my responsibilities." Livo politely rejected Hermione's compensation method. As the Avery family of the sacred twenty-eight clans, although some members of the family followed the mysterious person, which made the wealthy family decline a bit, Olivo has not been too concerned about money since she was born. Annoyance, even if the Ministry of Magic's material compensation for this incident is not counted, the quality of life of her and her children will not decline. She has no intention of going out to work, but wants to spend as much energy as possible on educating her and Bruce. on top of the child.

"Ms. Avery, did Brutal leave a portrait of himself?" Allen asked softly, who was silent beside him—for wizards, apart from the personalities instilled by the painters used in those celebrity portraits, private portraits Most of them are kept by the wizards themselves, and they pass on their memories and thoughts to the portraits in the private process. Such portraits are usually locked in a cabinet for safekeeping, and will not be taken out until the person dies.

"Yes, on the first day he became an Auror, he prepared a portrait for himself." Oliver patted the baby gently, and led Alan and the others into his bedroom.

On the wall opposite the bed in the bedroom, there is a portrait of Brutal wearing the H94 uniform. In the portrait, Brutal immediately stood up from his chair when he saw them, trying to squeeze out as much of his naturally ferocious face as possible. Smiling, "Miss Granger, Master Harris, thank you for coming to Olivier."

"Brutal, I'm sorry." Hermione looked at Brutal in the painting, and the guilt in her eyes seemed to be burning her like a flame. Hermione turned her face and saw a man's clothes on the bed. The inside of the clothes was bulging, as if a person was lying there.

Noticing Hermione's eyes, Olivier said a little uncomfortable: "I can't sleep at night, it's as if Brutal is still by my side."

Hermione was always articulate and eloquent, but at this time she was completely speechless.

However, as Allen took out his soul, Oliver's eyes were instantly attracted by the flashing face of Brutus on the gemstone.

"Brutal in there?" She couldn't keep her voice steady, her brown curls hanging loosely around her neck.

"Yes, the devil made Brutal into a soul gem. For some reason, Brutal's soul is actually much safer to stay in this world than to go to the kingdom of death. I asked his opinion, although he failed to become Ghosts, but I am also willing to stay with you in the mortal world." Allen spread out his left palm, and the soul gem floated quietly on his palm, and Allen's five fingers on his right hand spread out, making a grabbing motion and hovering in the air. On the top of the soul gem, a trace of soul energy was slowly drawn from the soul gem that was beginning to break, and as Allen gently pulled this energy up from the palm of his hand, it was injected into the portrait on the wall.

After leaving the Soul Gem, Bruto, who was in the portrait, was stunned for a moment, and then he was awakened by Olivore's suppressed and mournful sobs. He put his palm on the outside of the portrait: "Olivore, I'm back."

The soul gem in Allen's hand has turned into powder, and although Brutal in the previous portrait can communicate and have the ability to think, he has no soul-but the Brutal in the painting now has no soul. It was truly by Oliver's side.

Olivier couldn't restrain himself anymore because of Brutal's actions, and tears welled up in his eyes. She stroked Brutal's cheek in the portrait, and leaned against the portrait weeping sadly. Brutal's eyes drooped, but his outstretched hands could not hug his wife. His outstretched fingers gradually closed, and he turned to Alan. And Hermione, "Master, thank you for allowing me to be by Olivier's side...how is Poppy's situation?"

"Bluto, we will remember everything you did for Hermione, and I will do the same for Pupai. In addition, I will draw a few more, for example, let Ms. Rosmerta hang it in the Three Broomsticks Tavern, you guys You can go there to get together when you are free..." Alan looked at the little baby in Oliver's arms, the little baby seemed to feel his father's return, opened his toothless mouth and smiled happily, waving his little hands and feet, Alan Promised, "What a lovely baby, when she grows up, I will teach her magic myself."

Oliver finally stopped crying, but because she was too sad just now, her emotions had not completely calmed down, and she was still choking when she spoke. She quickly thanked Allen when she heard what Alan said.

For Oliver, the generous pension from the Ministry of Magic and the high position in the umbrella company are far less comforting than this portrait, not to mention that Alan Harris, who can drive the mysterious man away, promised to personally Teach the baby - although Alan, as a Hogwarts professor, has taught many students, the promise here is obviously an apprenticeship in the more traditional way of wizards in ancient times.