Chapter 2388

Almost never really cared about what kind of little TIA her biological parents would be. On that day and night, she finally thought, imagined and tried to understand.

Of course, it was impossible for TIA to fly into the sky for a ride on a broomstick with an older young man who was strange and abrupt... And called himself a "Wizard", even if she was young at that time.

Because whether it's a broomstick that can carry people flying in the sky, or the strange but inexplicably familiar male wizard, they all look unreliable, don't they?

"... yes, your mother and I know each other. When I was at school in ifamani, the gobbler club in the school held a gobbler friendly competition - it is said that it was promoted together with the gobbler club in Hogwarts, England. At that time, your mother Irene prince was the chairman and captain of the other club... But to be honest, at that time She doesn't seem to be so in favor of the event, but their vice captain is too enthusiastic... "

John leaned against the wall and didn't deliberately look at the little TIA who was still under the quilt. He just recalled his youth years... All right! In fact, he is not that old. After all, he is not the same age as TIA's mother. He should be several years younger than the latter!

"... are you also the president of the what... 'gobushi' club?"

Little TIA was obviously not very interested in the actual competition content of "gobbler stone", which can be regarded as a gadget in the magic world.

However, it can be seen that after basically accepting what the other party has said so far, she has begun to consciously try to understand the world that is still very strange to her - including wizards and magic, daily life, of course, as well as the things her parents have experienced and the people they know.

"Uh, me? No, I'm not... I was a 'reporter'... I don't know if you understand? I was a school newspaper reporter of our school. I was a newcomer at that time. I was entrusted with such a major task as' recording the whole process of the friendship competition jointly held by the United States and Europe '. Do you think I was very good? Well, tell you, I was..."

I don't know whether the so-called journalists are as wordy as John in front of me, or just because this guy has a sharp mouth, she can become a reporter... TIA doesn't know. She just didn't continue to pay attention to each other's boasting soon. She only listened carefully when John's words sometimes brought about her mother, that is, the 'Irene Prince'.

After about half an hour of listening, little TIA finally had a general impression of her biological mother she had never met since she had memory.

"Doesn't sound... Like an easy-going person?"

Thinking so, little TIA will be pulled up along the edge and cover the tip of her nose.

"What?" John, who didn't pay much attention to what TIA was saying, heard her murmur and finally stopped talking to himself, "Oh! Miss Prince... What happened to your mother? HMM... to tell you the truth, your mother is still very beautiful - it is said that half of the members of the cobblestone club in Hogwarts have 'liked' her! Unfortunately, she always doesn't talk much, rarely sees her take the initiative to pay attention to people, and seems very cold to everyone... Such a woman is also married In fact, until the day we met again ten years ago, I was still a little unimaginable! "

"What kind of person am I... Dad... Do you know him?"

It was obvious that she had a special strangeness to the name "Dad". Little TIA paused before and after the word, but she still said it.

"Well, Mr. Snape?" John tilted his head, and TIA couldn't see his face clearly in the shadow, "How can I say? He gives me a feeling that... It's not very good. Ten years ago, it was the first time I saw him, and it was the only time - he showed up. He didn't look very good and in a bad mood. Looking at me... It's a little cool behind my back."

At this point, he seemed to have recalled the scene when he first met, and shrunk his neck with fresh memory.

"... by the way, your father is a Muggle... Oh, he is an ordinary person, a person who can't do magic." after leaving aside some memories, John suddenly remembered and said to little TIA, "you can imagine that it's not very common for a wizard to marry an ordinary person... Even in the United States."

One of the founders of ifamani is a Muggle, and he also married the witch wife of the same founder, and even passed on the surname "Stewart" to him. Therefore, this sentence is somewhat unconvincing in his mouth.

Fortunately, little TIA must not know these things, and John is telling the truth this time.

Sure enough, TIA didn't notice the emotion and reverie in John's words. She didn't know the tortuous history of the magic world over the past hundreds of years, nor the school history of ivamani, so she was just a little curious about these things, that's all.

"Ordinary people marry witches... It sounds a little strange." probably remembering the occasional reference to witches in church books, TIA murmured, but soon put aside those thoughts and asked, "so, where are dad and mom now...?"

It is not because little TIA is actually too heartless to ask this question until now. It's just her character and habits that determine that many of the most important things for her are bound to be the last to try to touch.

However, it can be seen from this question that TIA at that time was still a child after all. Otherwise, she could always guess something based on her years in the orphanage.

"Well --"

Sure enough, when little TIA mentioned this, John's mouth, which seemed to never stop, pursed slightly, and was rarely silent again.

"... the wand you put on the bedside table. Its core is taken from the one your mother used... I think it will suit you very well, Miss prince."

John still seems to insist on calling little TIA by the surname "Prince" rather than "snape"... Even if he obviously knows who TIA's father is.

As for TIA's question, he avoided it.