Snape, the Sunshine of Hogwarts.

Chapter 124 wasn't very romantic, was it? (Bonus chapter by Alliance Leader ccp_wu)

She did indeed look very haggard after actually meeting Mrs. Rosier.

Although the Aurors confined her here and prevented her from leaving, her basic living conditions were similar to those of Harry and the others. House-elves took care of everything, from food and drink to cleaning, so she didn't have to lift a finger.

When she saw two children walk in, Mary Rozier was clearly taken aback.

She stood up from the chair, somewhat at a loss.

"Excuse me, is there anything else you want to ask me, or do you need my cooperation?"

This time, Harry was more experienced; he spoke first, before Draco could.

"Patrick asked us to help visit you."

Upon hearing her husband's name, Mary became visibly agitated. She quickly walked over to Harry and grabbed both of his arms.

"They didn't do anything to him, did they? Those people said he was a wizard's child! And that he was involved in a kidnapping! How could that be! He's been traveling with me these past few days, we haven't done anything!"

As Mary approached, Draco took two steps back, instinctively wanting to keep his distance from Muggles, like watching monkeys in a zoo. He watched as Harry struggled to free his wrist from her grip, which was now quite painful.

"He's fine. The Aurors have already investigated and found out that he has nothing to do with the kidnapping. You were just accidentally dragged into this."

Harry thought adults were just like that.

When he was first kidnapped by Blood Nymph, he had to comfort the vampire; now that he's in France, he has to comfort a married woman.

Sometimes, even these adults aren't as reliable as him.

“Then why are we being separated and locked up?” Mary looked at Harry, feeling completely lost and unfamiliar with everything around her.

"Because only part of the matter has been investigated, and there are still some things that haven't been investigated, you will have to stay here and cannot leave for the time being."

After Harry finished explaining to her, he spoke directly.

"Patrick asked me to apologize to you on his behalf. He said he didn't mean to hide anything about wizards and magic from you."

Draco glared angrily at Harry. He wasn't stupid; he realized at that moment that he had been tricked.

But he didn't show his anger; instead, he eagerly awaited Mary's answer.

Ideally, the Muggle in front of him would fly into a rage and yell things like, "He's such a liar! He never tells the truth! I'm completely disappointed in him!"

Sure enough, Mary stared at Harry with wide eyes after hearing his words.

"So... what those people said was true? Patrick really is a wizard's child!"

Harry still wanted to believe that what Rozier said was true. He sympathized with the young man who had been abandoned by his parents since childhood, so he patiently took the initiative to explain to him.

“He is the child of a wizard, but he doesn’t have the talent of a wizard and can’t use magic. That’s why he was abandoned by his extreme parents when he was young and became an orphan. He doesn’t want to tell you these things because wizards have their own laws, and he’s worried that if you know these things, it will have a bad influence on you.”

This made Draco unable to contain himself; he felt that Harry was cheating!

"He might not be telling the truth! He could be using these words to deceive you! Just like he's already deceived you with his identity, right?"

Harry was somewhat unhappy with his words, which showed no regard for the person's feelings and were designed to reopen old wounds.

Sometimes he can go along with Draco's temper, but only if he's in a good mood at the time.

Harry wasn't in a good mood right now; he felt that this spoiled brat was asking for a beating.

How could you say such a thing!

"I'm not wrong!"

Just before the two were about to start arguing, Mary shook her head, tears streaming down her face, and said in a tearful voice.

“He never lied to me, Patrick never lied to me! Although he never told me anything about his parents, only that he grew up in an orphanage and had no parents since he was a child, I could tell that he was hiding these things from me not just because he was afraid of implicating me, but because he didn’t want me to know about his past and feel sad for him.”

Harry and Draco both turned their gazes to Mary. Even Harry, who had already witnessed the relationship between Bloody and Patty, couldn't help but ask.

Are you so sure he's that good to you?

“He loves me. He told me from the very beginning that I am his only family. Whether in the past, present, or future, his only home is here with me!” Mary pulled out a tissue and wiped away her tears. “I love him too, so I can tell that he has been hiding something from me all along. That thing made him very sad, but he didn’t want me to see it. He never lets me see his negative emotions!”

Draco's face twitched; he didn't even know what expression he should wear.

Harry, however, no longer cared about arguing with Malfoy. He sat down opposite Mary, propped his chin up, and asked.

"How did you two meet? Was it during a police chase? Or was it an accident when you were captured by werewolves?" "No, none of that happened." Mary didn't know how a child could describe such a bizarre encounter. She simply said softly, "It was when we were renting a place. We both liked the same cheap apartment, but he was introduced to it by the orphanage, so the rent was more favorable and he had higher priority."

“I had just found a job and didn’t have enough money to rent another apartment. So I took the initiative to talk to him. The apartment was a two-bedroom unit, and we could split the rent, each paying half and having our own room.”

“He agreed quickly. I thought he would charge me the normal rent, but to my surprise, he only asked for half of the discounted rent and transferred half of the rent he received from me to the orphanage that adopted him every month.”

“From then on, I felt that he was different from other people. In addition, we lived in the same apartment, and about two months later, he took the initiative to ask me out. Later, we got together, and after two years, we went to the orphanage where he was raised to hold our wedding.”

Mary sniffed and smiled a little shyly.

"It was a very ordinary encounter, not very romantic, right?"

Draco muttered something in a low voice, only he could hear it.
"Stupid Muggle."

Harry shook his head seriously.

“No, no, Mrs. Rozier, your experience is wonderful! In the words of my teacher, this is the life that most people should have.”

A happy smile finally appeared on Mary's face.

"So I don't care about Patrick's past. I just want to live a good life with him in our own home. I don't care about anything else, like magic, wizards, or anything that hurt him in the past!"

"You two will live a wonderful life together!" Harry sincerely wished.

Near Paris, in the northwest of this international metropolis, lies an inconspicuous monastery.

“The Nicolas Flamel family has always been involved in various charitable endeavors. They have not only funded Beauxbatons School of Magic, but also many hospitals, church welfare institutions, and this monastery is also within their purview.”

Yuma led Severus and Lupin to the monastery where the Aurors had first found the clues.

The church clergy living here are mainly nuns and nuns, while there are more than a dozen children living on that site.

The children ranged in age from three or four years old to fourteen or fifteen. They all appeared to be healthy and showed no signs of suffering.

Upon seeing Yuma, the nun who was watching the children outside clearly recognized him.

“Mr. Yuma, are you here to see Aunt Amy again?” she asked.

"Good morning, Sister Lefebvre. Yes, we would like to speak with the nun again today to get some information; there are still some questions we haven't fully clarified."

"The nanny is in the back of the courtyard, preparing lunch for today. You can stay and eat with her at noon."

"Thank you so much for the invitation."

After a brief greeting, Yuma walked ahead, leading Severus and Lupin through the monastery's front courtyard to the kitchen in the back.

There are two maids here, one washing bed sheets and the other washing vegetables, clearly preparing lunch.

"I'm sorry to bother you again today, Granny Aimee." Yuma took off his hat and bowed to the woman washing vegetables.

At this moment, Severus and Lupin also turned their attention to the elderly witch.

According to the French Ministry of Magic, this witch was from Sweden, where she worked in a church and was a highly experienced clergy member.

After arriving in Paris, she became friends with the Lemaîtres and Lemaîtres. Later, with their financial support, she applied to the church and opened this convent in the suburbs. In addition to prayer and worship, she also took care of the orphanage and some elderly people living alone.

Aunt Amy was very tall, and even though her face was etched with the marks of time, her posture remained upright, making her appear to be a woman of extraordinary bearing.

“It’s nothing serious, Mr. Yuma.” She wiped her hands on her apron. “I’m also very worried about Nick and his wife. I can’t even imagine what would happen if something happened to them.”

At this moment, Yuma was about to introduce Severus and the other man to her.

"Who are these two?"

But before he could even say his name, Severus had already extended his hand, pipe in hand.

"Sherlock Holmes, this is my assistant, John Watson."

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Oh hoo!

The bonus chapter for the Alliance Leader is finally finished!
I'm exhausted from writing these past two days, but I'll still keep up with the regular updates. Starting tomorrow, I'll update twice a day as usual.

Update times are 6 PM and 12 AM, with each chapter ranging from 3000 to 4000 words. The minimum daily update count is no less than 6000 words.

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