Hogwarts: Capturing Nagini at the Beginning

Chapter 283 Last words, kill Matt boy
  Late at night, the cold moonlight slanted into the public dormitory through the windows.

Luo Bin, who was sleeping on a single bed, suddenly opened his eyes. He missed everything in the past, but this did not mean that he was willing to be trapped in the illusion forever.

He got out of bed and put on his shoes and socks, tiptoed through the window, and then compared the orphanage in his memory to search for anything extra in the fantasy orphanage.

Finally, he found a big tree in the southwest corner of the orphanage that shouldn't exist.

"Hey, I caught you!" Luo Bin said confidently.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the shadow of the tree became dim and then disappeared.

The surrounding scenes were changing at an extremely fast speed, as if someone had pressed the super-speed playback button.

In the end, the scene was set in a winter covered in silver. Luo Bin's clothes changed from cool short-sleeved shorts to heavy cotton clothes, and his hands became thinner and longer.

"Brother Bin Bin, Aunt Lin Lin asked me to come to you and say that Dean Li has some last words to say to you. Brother Bin, what does the last words mean?"

Luo Bin turned his head and saw a little doll with a round face, almond eyes and peach cheeks. It was several times cuter than the child star in the New Year pictures.

It was Ah Can, the baby sent from the suburban garbage factory when I was in the first grade of junior high school.

At first, everyone was wondering how any parents could abandon such a good-looking baby, who was still a boy.

Later, everyone found out the reason. Achan suffered from a disease called Kabuki Syndrome. This disease will make his appearance particularly in line with public aesthetics, but his intelligence and physical development will be far lower than ordinary people. .

Acan is pitiful, but also lucky. Aunt Lin treats him like her own son, discovers his talent for painting, and cultivates him into a well-known painter in Puyang.

"Brother Hama Bin!"

Luo Bin picked up A Can and walked and ran all the way to the top floor of the staff building.

Dean Li's bedroom is very simple, with only a bookcase, a set of tables and chairs, and a single bed. Dean Li, who has a sallow complexion and a haggard appearance, is lying on that bed.

In my memory, Dean Li died without pain or disaster. The situation in front of me of "the Dean was lying on the bed, Aunt Lin wiped her tears, and the staff were worried" was probably based on the fact that "Dean Li failed to talk to her several times before he died." The words 'wish, derived from the illusion.

"Abin, come quickly, come here quickly, the dean is holding his breath just to wait for you!" Aunt Lin urged while wiping away tears.

Luo Bin stepped forward and held Dean Li's hand, and the others left wisely.

"Cough cough!"

"Abin, I don't ask you to be rich and powerful, I just want you to be safe and happy. After I leave, if you think of me by chance, come to the cemetery and give me some mother-in-law."

"My favorite thing is that my mother-in-law accepts it. She doesn't care about the soil. It looks good. In times of famine, it can be used as food."

"Dean, don't worry. With Aunt Lin here, the orphanage will only become better. When the children in the orphanage grow up, they will never forget the kindness of the orphanage."

"It's not a favor. It's the orphanage's responsibility to raise children."

"You open the drawer on the far left of the desk. There is a blue iron box there, which contains your parents' information. I asked someone to search for it for a long time before I found their whereabouts."

"Abin, if you want to find them, go find them, but you have to wait until you become an adult."

Luo Bin shook his head, "I'm an adult and have friends around me. Do I still need them?"

Dean Li raised his lips slightly and gave a bitter smile, "Yes! The birds have grown up and can fly in the sky, so why do they still miss them? What about family ties? Ah Bin, I want to listen to music!"

Luo Bin suddenly patted his pocket and found a hard object. He took it out and saw that it was a shiny harmonica.

Well, Luo Bin knows how old Jin Xi is. When he was a freshman in high school, he loved to be handsome and seduce girls. On a whim, he learned the harmonica from a street performer. However, he hadn't practiced for a long time, and he didn't know how well he played it. Ok.

He put the harmonica to his lips and blew a sharp breath. A series of fart-like pops suddenly sounded in the simple bedroom, and Dean Li laughed very happily. Luo Bin touched his nose awkwardly and said, "Mistake. I stood in the yard for too long just now, and my mouth is a bit frozen."

He put the harmonica to his lips again and blew out slowly.

This time, he played a tune that was melodious and melodious, making people feel like they were in the mountains and rivers.

After the song ended, Dean Li fell asleep on the bed. Luo Bin stepped forward and took a breath. It was gone.

Even though he knew it was an illusion, he still couldn't help but burst into tears. He moved his hands up to help the dean smooth his messy hair, and then quickly turned to grab the dean's earrings.

Just kidding, the dean has been working hard and thrifty all his life, so how could he wear diamond-encrusted earrings in the shape of a Christmas tree!
  However, just as the fingertips were about to touch the earrings, the earrings became dim and then disappeared.

The surrounding scene also changed at super speed once again, and finally, it was frozen in the middle of summer when cicadas were screaming.

He raised his head and saw a group of students drawing at their desks. He lowered his head and saw that he was wearing dirty short-sleeves and shorts covered with graffiti.

Is this a studio?

That’s right, it’s a studio!

He remembered that after Dean Li passed away, Aunt Lin followed her last wish and converted her bedroom into a children's studio. At that time, he also took the initiative to watch the children draw and clean the studio.

But, by the way, what year is this eve?

bang~
  (Sound of stones hitting glass)

Luo Bin turned his face to the window and saw a Shamate with the shape of a 'green water plant' on his head!

Well, I didn’t run away this evening during my senior year of high school.

That year, the young follower Aqiang was obsessed with Internet cafes and even followed the trend to get a "green water plant" look.

"Brother Bin, come out, come out quickly, I'm looking for you if I have something urgent!"

Aqiang urged with a wink.

Luo Bin strode out of the studio, "What's the emergency?"

"Li Jingya was looking for you and was waiting in the yard. She said she was here to deliver a notice to you. I was watching her for more than just this purpose."

"What about you? Take her to have a nice meal, watch a love movie, and then hehehehe, Brother Bin, remember to bring the certificate."

Luo Bin gave him a big eye roll in return, "One day at a time, I will never learn well, dye my hair back, study hard, and don't give Aunt Lin a headache."

After saying that, Luo Bin turned down the stairs and wandered slowly into the yard.

Li Jingya wore light makeup, a princess braid, and a yellow floral skirt. She stood under the big willow tree, looking youthful and beautiful.

When she saw the slovenly Luo Bin, she frowned in displeasure, "Why are you here dressed like this?"

Luo Bin ignored her and directly reached out to grab the paper bag, tore open the seal and took out the contents, including report letters, school introductions, bank cards, etc., just like before, nothing was missing.

"Thanks, I have something else to do, let's go first!"

Li Jingya took a few steps forward and opened her arms to block his way, "Luo Bin, I. I have something to discuss with you."

His pool-like eyes immediately turned cold, "Confess your love? Sorry, you are too ugly. Borrow money? Ha, I have no money. Grab a place for admission? The orphanage is my territory, I can call you with a wave of my hand. A bunch of thugs, mind you, they each have a row of fluorescent paintbrushes."

(End of this chapter)