Chapter 1998 Calm Charlotte

Lupine and the others were discussing who to ask about this matter would be more appropriate. And no matter who they finally asked, they still believed that there was always a reason why Mrs. Maxim concealed it.

Yes, even now, they will not easily doubt any once trustworthy object. After all, in the face of disasters and disasters, trust has become a very luxurious thing, which is worth cherishing by everyone.

It's just... often behind the white lies, there may be some cruel truths hidden. To be honest, there is a ripple of uneasiness in everyone's heart right now.

Yes, even Aberforth, who still seemed to be indifferent, was actually the same-didn't you see that his hands that were wiping the goblet stopped?

However, there was only Charlotte, who was still the same as usual.

"Would you like another drink, Sirius?"

I saw her go to the table with the wine bottle, and gestured to Sirius. But right now everyone is troubled by Maxim's letter, so naturally they are not in the mood to continue drinking.

"No, no need."

Sirius shook his head at her, and then discussed with Lupine and the others. Immediately afterwards, he subconsciously glanced at the back of Charlotte returning to the long table at the bar.

That's right, at times like this, the calmer the person, the more problematic they are. In fact, Charlotte's "problem" has already been noticed by everyone here-she didn't just become like this tonight.

The demise of the Werther family ultimately dealt a great blow to Charlotte. Although she didn't like that family since she was a child, let's not talk about it, at least she has always loved her father deeply.

But everything was gone, and almost everyone in the family, loved or hated, fell victim to this colossal catastrophe.

At the beginning, Sirius and Lupine wanted to hide this matter from Charlotte, and Maca also felt that maybe they should do so... At least, it seems that they did not tell her the truth before the disaster was over. necessary.

But the Werthers' two remaining children were among their group of refugees, looked after by Lupine—where could they go in this world? And this community is only such a small place, and Charlotte lives here, so sooner or later she will find out.

When she learned from the child that it was her father who saved the two with his own life, and even sent them out at the cost of turning into living corpses... To be honest, even she herself didn't know how she endured it. Live without crashing.

Since then, though, Charlotte has changed.

She used to love to smile, but there was no smile on her face anymore. She became quiet and indifferent, as if nothing could touch her heart anymore.

However, perhaps because of those two children, the two remaining family members, she did not sink completely. Even if she just pretended to be calm and natural, as if nothing had happened, she didn't want her children to see her looking lost.

But this may be the limit of what Charlotte can do.

"Did something bad happen on the front again?"

When Sirius and Luping were hesitant about Maxim's letter, this thought only flashed through Charlotte's head, and then she instinctively ignored the past.

There was enough misfortune in this world, and she didn't want to feel any more sorrow. If you think about it more,

She was afraid that she would really not be able to hold on.

"Aberforth, I'm going back first—I have to get up early tomorrow to wash the clothes for the two children. They don't know where they have gone these days, and they are covered in mud, which is really a headache."

After saying this casually, Charlotte put down the rag in her hand, shook her hand and walked towards the back door. She lives with her two children now, not far from here in Aberforth, closer through the back door.

"Ok?"

Aberforth paused again, and after looking at her, he nodded.

"Well... rest early."

To be honest, it was quite unusual for the always indifferent Aberforth to say that. However, Charlotte obviously didn't care much, and his rare concern was wasted.

Not long after, Charlotte walked step by step on the stone road outside the back door under the moonlight, and then gently opened a door on the street not far away with a "click".

At this point in time, the two children had already gone to bed early, so they had to relax a bit.

Charlotte didn't turn on the lights either. After closing the door, she slowly went up the stairs to the second floor, opened the door on the right and stood at the door to take a look. Seeing that the two children were sound asleep under the covers, she also turned back to her room.

Since they live here, everyone tries not to use magic spells as much as possible, and they have to do everything by themselves. For them who are not used to Muggle life, it is still very tiring. In addition, Charlotte, who has never been married, has to take care of the daily life of her two children. It is conceivable that she has been living a life these days.

Unfortunately, even though she was physically and mentally exhausted, she still couldn't sleep well at night. The death of her father, the destruction of her family, and even her powerlessness in the face of disasters, as soon as she lay down, everything began to circle in her mind.

This kind of situation may happen to everyone living in this community, but I believe she is the most serious one.

After lying down for a while, realizing that she might still be unable to fall asleep on her own tonight, Charlotte got up again, opened the drawer of the bedside table, and took out a bottle of potion.

However, after uncorking the bottle, she stared at Yao Yao in a daze.

Yes, occasionally... just occasionally, Charlotte would think of Maca. I haven't seen him for a while, and I don't know how many powerful enemies he has defeated and how many innocent lives he has saved.

However, the disaster is still going on. Listening to the content of the weekly secret letter, it seems that it is getting worse.

"Google."

Don't think too much about bad things. If you think too much, you will only let despair overwhelm everything. Charlotte took a quick gulp of the sleeping pill, then corked the bottle and put it in a drawer, then lay down on the bed.

The night has gradually deepened, and the chirping of insects outside the window one after another, on the contrary, it highlights its tranquility.

The effect of the potion is reliable...Under the effect of the sleeping pill, Charlotte gradually sank into a dream. Even though he had nightmares again and again, at least he survived the night.

In the early morning of the next day, while Charlotte was washing clothes at the door, she heard something-Sirius left the community and went to Beauxbatons to find out the truth.

After listening, she just lowered her head and responded softly.

"Oh, is that so?"

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