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Chapter 265 The Unnoticed Corner [For Pursuit, For Flowers]

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Hermione's sudden question caused Amber's feet to stumble, and he almost fell headfirst into the street.

I thought that Hermione, who has always been clever and clever, was able to ask such a deadly question.

This is similar to that of me and your mother who fell into the water at the same time in the future, who do you save?

But Amber is worthy of Amber, and when faced with Hermione's questions, he answered quite fluently.

"Of course I'll help you block it, and I'm not afraid of the Death Curse."

"Hum..."

Hermione hummed and didn't judge Amber's tricky answer.

On the other hand, Amber was dripping with sweat. Seeing that there was no dissatisfaction on Hermione's face, he quietly raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Amber now, deeply miss his single time.

At that time, in the "770" period, who would dare to ask such a brain-dead question, and he was just a Thunderbird curse.

Get the person who asked the question, and naturally there will be no problem.

But now, the person who asks the question is an existence that he can't afford to offend.

In particular, the latter girlfriend has received mutual affirmation from her family.

Finally, under the torment of the pins and needles, they came to the Cadmus house.

At this time, the well-tended lawn outside has long been scorched black, and the previous style can no longer be seen.

And that was the door that connected the two houses slammed open, revealing the dark entrance hall inside.

"Come on, let's go in and have a look.

Amber lifted his foot and stepped through the door.

The gate is now empty, and the entire first floor is filled with messy traces of battle.

And bursts of children's cries resounded in this empty castle, adding a bit of weirdness.

"Hey, Amber, you're crying.

Hermione headed upstairs to look, and when she came down, she poked Amber in the waist and smiled mysteriously.

"You were so cute when you were young, why didn't I like you at that time?"

"Is it possible, I just said it is a possibility, you were blind at the time?"

Amber's death immediately drew Hermione's sanction. After a while, the two of them didn't turn on the lights. Sitting on the couch cuddling each other.

"Is it really nothing to worry about? Are you not three years old now?"

"Do not care."

Amber shook his head, not showing any concern at all.

"Mr. Weasley will be here in a few hours, and Headmaster Dumbledore will be here at dawn tomorrow.

Amber raised his head, looked at the crystal chandelier that had been broken long ago, sighed deeply, and continued:

"Two months later, I will see the teacher for touching a random door key.

So you don't have to worry at all, it's something I have to go through.

Hermione nodded silently, her hands tightening around Amber's arms.

He had always thought Amber was mysterious before.

Even for a long time in elementary school, she hated Amber who came and went without a trace.

But only now did she know that the child upstairs, who was not yet three years old, had already assumed the heavy responsibility from the family.

Hermione understands Amber's actions, it's not cruel, and it's not abusive to herself at this time.

Only Amber himself knew that after going through those hardships, Amber would completely recover from a rough piece of jade. Become the dazzling and powerful Hogwarts leader in front of you.

Sitting in the darkness, Amber quietly experienced this moment.

From childhood to adulthood, countless tragic experiences have created Amber's indomitable heart, and today is the beginning of it all.

He stood up and measured the house ten years ago step by step. I don't speak, I just don't know what I'm thinking about.

Hermione, on the other hand, sat on the sofa obediently, motionless, and looked at Amber quietly, daring not to disturb him in the slightest.

"Strange, it doesn't feel right.

After walking for a long time, Amber walked almost every corner of the house.

Except for his own bedroom, Amber went everywhere in the Cadmus house.

But when it returned to the living room, it was still frowning tightly, as if it had encountered some unsolvable mystery.

"What's wrong? Amber?"

Hermione asked involuntarily.

"It's not quite right here. 35

Amber turned his head and looked around the hall in front of him, but didn't use magic to probe.

"I remember very clearly that after the battle ended, I clearly felt other magical fluctuations in the house on the third floor...

He frowned tightly, carefully searching for any clues around him.

"Could it be that you remembered it wrong? After all, you are only three years old now."

Hermione asked involuntarily.

Hermione felt that Amber was a hallucination caused by a change he had just suffered.

After all, it is extremely common for a child who is more than two years old to have a memory deviation after a sudden change.

But Amber doesn't think so.

Almost all of his secrets are now revealed to Hermione, including his teachers and aspirations.

But there is a secret that Amber has always kept in his heart, never revealing a single word to anyone.

He is not a native, he is a traveler, a traveler who knows the plot.

Although the current plot has already become a mess, but Amber at that time, after all, had more than 20 years of experience.

It is impossible for a soul in his twenties to misremember such an important thing.

With that in mind, Amber closed his eyes, trying to recall his senses at the time.

The kind of magic fluctuation at that time seemed to be on the first floor, but it didn't seem to be among those big houses.

Amber closed his eyes, constantly recalling the feeling at the beginning, and walked towards a corner unconsciously.

Here are some old junk piled up.

According to Bruce, these things were things that Amber's father was fond of when he was still in school 2.0.

Amber looked carefully, and there were a few broken fishing rods, a few crooked wood carvings, and a pile of tattered boxes.

Amber's eyes were on these boxes. He remembered very clearly that Bruce received these boxes and never took them out of the utility room.

And among these boxes, Amber picked up a wooden box with a family crest engraved on it.

Amber opens the box. The inner red velvet underlay is exposed.

On the red substrate, there is a golden pocket watch.

There are no hands on the outside, and there is a bunch of irises inlaid with gemstones in the center.

And around the pocket watch. The phoenix, which has been dragging its long tail, is constantly soaring along the dial.

The tail and beak pointed straight to the present moment.