Chapter 179

"Through conversation, I learned that they are a couple of professors, and they look very cultured. I tried hard to make myself appear very decent, and I succeeded; I became the adopted son of the Bell couple."

"Two days later, Mrs. Cole called and said that there was a letter sent by an owl, addressed to me, from Hogwarts School, inviting me to go there to study. But the Bell couple refused; they wanted me to go to Wharton Public School."

"September 1, 1991, I entered Wharton Public School to study; this is a premier school, but when I enrolled, I always felt as if I had missed something..."

"September 6, that was a beautiful morning. On the way to school, a dump truck suddenly lost control and rushed towards me."

"I died..."

"Before I died, I shed tears of regret; if I hadn't chosen to be adopted by the Bell couple that day, I wouldn't have gone to Wharton Public School, wouldn't have walked that road, and wouldn't have been killed by the dump truck..."

"If only time could come again, how good that would be..."

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

Suddenly, a knock on the door sounded.

"Lucas, are you up? Hurry up and tidy up; there is a couple who wants to adopt you..."

Lucas looked at the diary in astonishment.

What is going on?

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

"Coming, coming!" Lucas hid the doubts in his heart, changed his clothes, closed the diary, and then hid it in the drawer.

He walked out the door and went downstairs with Mrs. Cole; sure enough, a middle-aged couple was waiting in the parlor downstairs.

"Hello, Lucas," the woman with golden curly hair greeted him, "I am Mary Bell, and this is my husband, Donald Bell."

"Hello." The other man also waved his hand.

Bell.

Just like the diary said.

He sat silently opposite the Bell couple, thinking about the diary in his heart.

What kind of diary is that?

Can it predict the future?

How did I get it?

Speaking of which, who am I?

A name popped out.

Lucas Tom Brightson...

This is my name.

But for some reason, the address "Lucas" made him feel a bit strange, while the middle name "Tom" felt more intimate.

Seeing Lucas silent, the Bell couple felt a bit awkward, but they could understand; after all, he grew up in an orphanage, so it's understandable for his personality to be a bit aloof, "Lucas, shall we have a chat? What do you usually like to do?"

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

Mary was obviously a bit puzzled, but she still smiled, "Okay, Tom, do you have any hobbies?"

Tom looked directly at the other party and asked: "Are you professors?"

"Oh!" Mary looked a bit surprised; she glanced at her husband, "We don't seem to have revealed our profession yet?"

Professor...

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

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

Donald Bell looked at Mrs. Cole in confusion, "Director, did you tell this child anything?"

"No, no, sir. This is the first time he has known about you; I don't know why either..." Mrs. Cole was a bit at a loss, "However, Lucas has always been very smart, his grades are very good. Lucas, do you want to go to Wharton Public School?"

Tom shook his head.

The Bell couple was silent for a while, and finally Mary said: "Lu... Tom, if you want to go to Wharton, we can help you. Donald is an alumnus of Wharton Public School, and we have a few friends who can help. Wharton is a very good school, and we do intend for our own children to be able to study there."

The diary's words were verified again.

But, this doesn't prove that everything the diary said is true.

He had long since mastered the art of nine truths and one lie.

Long since?

When?

Do I often deceive people?

He tried to recall something in confusion, but gained nothing.

Moreover, even if the diary's words are true, is it impossible not to go to school on September 6th?

To avoid death, one doesn't necessarily have to refuse the Bell couple, right?

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

"We really want to adopt you, so we want to hear your opinion; do you want to come home with us?"

Tom raised his head, his gaze sweeping across Mary and Donald's faces.

Home...

A pair of high-level intellectuals, the family conditions look pretty good, and they seem to really like him.

For an orphan, this seems to be a very good choice...

But...

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

For some reason, that line of text from the diary surfaced in his heart.

"... there was a letter sent by an owl, addressed to me, from Hogwarts School, inviting me to go there to study..."

Hogwarts...

For no reason, this name made his heart throb.

It seemed that that was his true destination.

The Bell couple left in disappointment; Mrs. Cole was full of regret, but she still sent the two to the door, "I don't know what's wrong with Lucas today; he wasn't like this before..."

After parting with Mrs. Cole, the Bell couple got into the car and left the Reed Children's Welfare Home; they drove for more than ten kilometers, when suddenly a muscle spasm appeared on Donald's face, his whole body's bones crackled, and in a short while, he turned into the appearance of Ladwan Perry, while Mary also turned back into a female mercenary.

"Phew, that just made me so nervous; if that kid asked me where I teach, I wouldn't have been able to answer..." Ladwan looked relieved.

"Why would the boss make us go to such great lengths just to deceive a child?" the female mercenary asked.

"Heaven knows! Forget it, don't ask about the boss's business."

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Returning to his room, Tom locked the door, took the diary out of the drawer, carefully placed it on the table, then took a pen and wrote on the diary:

"Who exactly are you?"

But the handwriting he wrote soon disappeared; at the same time, the text that had appeared before also gradually disappeared, replaced by new content.

"My name is Lucas Tom Brightson. August 26, 1991, I woke up in the orphanage as usual. Today is no different, except that my head is a bit dizzy, as if I have forgotten many things."

"In the morning, the director, Mrs. Cole, told me that a couple wants to adopt me."

"Although their conditions are very good, because of an inexplicable impulse, I refused them."

"A few days later, an owl sent a letter."

"It was an admission letter from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!"

"Magic! I'm going to learn magic!"

(End of chapter)