The restored neat and orderly kitchen was shrouded in a strange atmosphere. Under the influence of this atmosphere, the Dursleys, as the owners of the house, all remained silent. They sat on one side of the dining table and looked at them like wax figures, motionless and without eyes. It fell on Harry who was hurriedly describing the cause and effect of the incident, but he was looking at Amosta who was slowly dealing with a fried egg.
When Harry mentioned that he was confused as to whether any wizards had cancer, Amosta put down his knife and looked up and said,
"No, Potter, wizards don't get that disease-"
"Why, Professor Blaine?"
Although he knew that Mr. Brain was no longer the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts, Harry still used to call him that. Faced with Professor Brain's answer, he showed confusion, "This disease..., I Don't know about it, Professor, but I don't think it's because we're wizards..."
"It's because of magic."
Amosta swallowed the food in his mouth and said calmly,
"This involves the fundamental difference between wizards and Muggles. Potter, it is true that we, like Muggles, have cells in our bodies that are diseased all the time, but there are high concentrations of chemicals in our bodies that Muggles don't have. magic.
Magic is a very miraculous power. It is like a unique immune system that only exists in the body of wizards. When it detects the presence of naturally evolving diseases, magic will spontaneously eliminate the source of those diseases--"
Looking at Potter who was sitting upright as if he was in class, Amosta smiled. To be honest, putting aside Dumbledore's unpleasant 'teasing', he returned to Hogwarts in the first half of the year. He still had a lot of fun during those months.
"--The vast majority of disease sources that are not mixed with abnormal magic power cannot cause wizards to get sick. In addition, magic power also has a weak effect on strengthening physical fitness. Therefore, you will find that as long as there is no illness or disaster, most wizards with high magic power can Basically, they will live a long life.”
"Like Principal Dumbledore!"
Harry, who was still a little confused, reacted immediately.
You can almost compete with Rubeus Hagrid for the position of Dumbledore's number one fan, Potter... Amosta rolled his eyes secretly, but nodded with a smile.
When Aunt Petunia, who was sitting opposite him, heard this, her fearful eyes revealed a trace of imperceptible envy. As the topic evolved, Uncle Vernon, who occupied almost half of the seat on the other side of the table, unconsciously He clenched his fists hidden under the table, and his deliberately suppressed breathing gradually became heavier. It seemed that he had reached the limit of his endurance.
In fact, if it weren't for the fact that this young man who exudes a very special temperament has almost the same appearance as Mr. Blaine, then he might have asked him out "politely"...
But now that this was mentioned, Uncle Vernon felt confused again.
This man should be Mr. Blaine's son - it didn't take much wisdom for Uncle Vernon to figure it out on his own... The eyes may have been inherited from his mother, but the facial features were the same as the soft gray hair and Blaine's youthful look. Mr. Eun is almost identical, which would be confusing if they weren't father and son!
But Mr. Blaine has no heirs. Even Mr. Blaine's butler, Mr. Lawrence, has personally confirmed this!
Uncle Vernon had been working in that drilling rig company for most of his life, and he knew the family situation of every old employee in the company, let alone their immediate boss, Mr. Claude Brain.
Could it be that Mr. Blaine has an illegitimate son that even the loyal old butler Lawrence doesn't know about? !
Uncle Vernon blinked, realizing that he had discovered the shocking truth.
So since Mr. Blaine has no other heirs except this illegitimate son, why did he never think of bringing him back even though he was so ill? After all, he has such a huge family fortune and no one can inherit it... .
Looking at the young man who was enjoying Petunia's breakfast and chatting with Petunia's annoying nephew, Uncle Vernon turned his head hard and thought about this problem quietly.
Suddenly, Uncle Vernon opened his eyes wide and held his breath, thinking of a possibility!
It can be heard from the conversation that this man worked as a professor for a period of time in a school that specializes in sneaking around, and this shows that he must be the kind of eccentric and sensationalist they despise!
And Mr. Blaine must know this. There is no doubt that Mr. Blaine is a decent man, so he is unwilling to admit or disclose that he has such a shameful illegitimate child until his death. He does not want to have anything to do with him. Related!
Amosta, who seemed to be aware of it, looked at Uncle Vernon casually and his expression changed. He was a little confused as to why the fat man who had just appeared confused and afraid of him suddenly showed a sense of superiority...
Also, the child who is almost a miniature version of him has been covering his butt since he saw me... What is wrong with this... Could it be that he was persecuted by someone and had a certain influence on me? A misunderstanding...
"--I saw a photo in that living room, it was..."
Harry paused, as if he was a little reluctant to confess his relationship with the Dursleys in front of Professor Blaine, just as the Dursleys had always considered it a shame to be related to him. ŴŴŴ.
"--It's a group photo of all the employees of Uncle Vernon's company many years ago. The boss of this company is also on it..."
"Then you found out that the boss of that drilling rig company looks almost exactly like me?"
Amosta, who was half full after eating, elegantly wiped the greasy corners of her mouth with a napkin, and nodded gratefully to Aunt Petunia.
"Your cooking skills are excellent, Ms. Petunia. I haven't had such a delicious breakfast in a while."
Aunt Petunia did not show any emotion related to happiness after receiving the appreciation. She pursed her lips and lowered her head to look at the plates, although she couldn't wait to drive this man out, even if he might be related to the boss of Vernon Company. It's ridiculous, but she just didn't dare to say a word.
"So, what's his current status, I mean, Kurad Brain."
Harry was not surprised that Professor Blaine would care about the physical condition of the boss of Uncle Vernon's company. What was strange to him was the tone in which Professor Blaine mentioned this person's name. It was a...casual, indifferent tone, as if Discussing a stranger who has little to do with me!
"Too bad, Professor, at any time..."
Harry did not continue, but he believed that Professor Blaine could understand what he meant.
Looking at Professor Blaine whose eyes were dark and dark, Harry hesitated for a while and asked,
"You know..., I mean, you have known about this Mr. Currad Brain for a long time, Professor..., because I don't think you are very surprised?"
Amosta breathed a sigh of relief. He leaned back in his chair and looked up at the spotless ceiling. He tapped his fingers on the dining table, making a dull and depressing tapping sound.
"Yes I know."
After a while, Amosta nodded and answered the question, "I have known about the existence of Mr. Kulade Brain for a long time."
"But...I heard from Hagrid that you...grew up in an orphanage?"
Harry asked blankly, opening his mouth.
"That's right, Potter."
Amosta lowered his head and looked at Harry, showing a deep smile that was incomprehensible.
"I did grow up in an orphanage. These two things don't conflict at all, do they?"
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