Hogwarts: From Selling White Peppers to Becoming a God

Chapter 178 Future Diary

"Through conversation, I learned that they were a couple of professors who seemed very well-mannered. I tried my best to behave properly, and I succeeded. I became the Bell couple's adopted son."

Two days later, Mrs. Cornan called to say that there was a letter delivered by owl to me from Hogwarts School, inviting me to study there. But the Belles declined; they wanted me to go to Wharton School.

"On September 1, 1991, I entered Wharton School, a top-tier school, but when I enrolled, I always felt as if I was missing something..."

"September 6th was a bright and sunny morning. On my way to school, a dump truck suddenly went out of control and rushed towards me."

"I'm dead..."

"Before I died, I shed tears of regret. If I hadn't chosen to be adopted by the Belles that day, I wouldn't have gone to Wharton School, I wouldn't have taken that path, and I wouldn't have been killed by a dump truck..."

"If only time could turn back, how wonderful that would be..."

Lucas frowned as he looked at the diary in front of him, then glanced at the time on the wall clock: August 26, 1991.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Lucas, are you up? Hurry up and get ready, a couple wants to adopt you..."

Lucas looked at the diary in astonishment.

What's going on?

"Lucas?" Mrs. Cornan's voice came again.

"Here I am!" Lucas suppressed his doubts, changed his clothes, closed his diary, and then hid it in the drawer.

He went out the door and followed Mrs. Cornan downstairs, where a middle-aged couple was indeed waiting in the downstairs drawing room.

"Hello, Lucas," the blonde woman greeted him. "I'm Mary Bell, and this is my husband, Donald Bell."

"Hello." Another man waved.

Bell.

Just like the diary says.

He sat silently opposite the Belles, pondering the matter of the diary.

What kind of diary is that?

Can it predict the future?

How did I get it?

That being said, who am I?

A name popped up.

Lucas Tom Brettson...

That's my name.

But for some reason, the name "Lucas" felt somewhat unfamiliar to him, while the middle name "Tom" felt more welcoming.

Seeing Lucas remain silent, the Belles felt a little awkward. However, they could understand; after all, growing up in an orphanage, it was understandable that he might be a bit withdrawn. "Lucas, shall we chat? What do you usually like to do?"

Lucas looked up at the woman who called herself Mary. "Tom, please call me Tom."

Mary looked a little puzzled, but smiled nonetheless. "Okay, Tom, what are your hobbies?"

Tom looked directly at them and asked, "Are you... professors?"

"Oh!" Mary looked somewhat surprised, glancing at her husband. "We haven't revealed our professions yet, have we?"

professor……

Sure enough, the diary seemed to be telling the truth.

"Do you want me to go to Wharton School?" Tom asked again.

Donald Bell looked at Mrs. Cornan with a puzzled expression. "Director, what did you say to this child?"

"No, no, sir. This is the first time he's heard about your affair, and I don't know why..." Mrs. Cornan seemed a little flustered. "However, Lucas has always been very bright, and his grades are excellent. Lucas, do you want to go to Wharton School?"

Tom shook his head.

The Belles were silent for a moment, then Mary finally spoke up: "Lou... Tom, if you want to go to Wharton, we can help you. Donald is an alumnus of Wharton, and we have a few friends who can help. Wharton is a very good school, and we really intend for our child to attend there as well."

The diary entries have once again proven true.

However, this does not prove that everything in the diary is true.

He'd known the nine-truths-one-lie rhetoric for a long time.

Long ago?

When?

Do I lie to people often?

He tried to recall something, but to no avail.

Moreover, even if the diary entries are true, is it not allowed to skip school on September 6th?

To avoid death, it might not be necessary to refuse the Belles, right?

"Tom," Mary spoke again, "we've looked at your file, and we feel that you are the child we want to adopt. You are very intelligent, and Donald and I both have connections in the academic field. We will help you develop your potential and become the best version of yourself."

"We'd love to adopt you, so we'd like to hear your opinion. Would you like to come home with us?"

Tom looked up, his gaze sweeping across Mary and Donald's faces.

Home……

A highly educated couple, seemingly well-off, and they appear to genuinely like themselves.

For an orphan, this seems like a very good choice...

but……

"I'm sorry." Tom lowered his head.

For some reason, the line from the diary came to mind.

"...There was a letter delivered by owl, addressed to me, from Hogwarts School, inviting me to study there..."

Hogwarts...

For some reason, the name stirred something within him.

It seems that that is where I truly belong.

The Belles left disappointed. Mrs. Cornan was filled with regret, but still saw them to the door. "I don't know what's wrong with Lucas today. He's not usually like this..."

After parting ways with Mrs. Cornan, the Belles got into their car and left the Reed Children's Home. They drove for more than ten kilometers when suddenly Donald's face twitched and his bones cracked. In a short while, he transformed into Radwan Perry, while Mary turned back into a female mercenary.

"Phew, I was so nervous just now. If that kid had asked me where I teach, I wouldn't have been able to answer..." Radwan looked relieved.

"Why would the boss make us go through all this trouble just to fool a child?" the female mercenary asked.

"Who knows! Who cares? It's the boss's business, don't pry."

……

Back in his room, Tom locked the door, took his diary out of the drawer, carefully placed it on the table, then picked up a pen and wrote in the diary:

"Who exactly are you?"

But the words he wrote quickly disappeared, and at the same time, the words that had appeared earlier also gradually disappeared, replaced by new content.

"My name is Lucas Tom Brettson. On August 26, 1991, I woke up in the orphanage as usual. Nothing was different today, except that I was a little dizzy and seemed to have forgotten many things."

"In the morning, Mrs. Cornan, the headmistress, told me that a couple wanted to adopt me."

"Although they were very eligible, I rejected them because of some inexplicable impulse."

A few days later, an owl delivered a letter.

"That's an acceptance letter from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!"

"Magic! I want to learn magic!"

(End of this chapter)