In Hedwig's eyes, her son was always so dazzling.
She was illiterate herself, and her husband died young. She raised her children by herself by selling pies with a secret recipe passed down from her family. Fortunately, her son Sirius was very successful, awakened his magic talent, and received a full scholarship from the school to enter the school. Studying at Astor Academy of Advanced Magic.
Hedwig believed that as long as he had read books, he would be a big shot, let alone a mage. In her simple concept, a mage who could control wind, rain, thunder and lightning was just like the legendary god, and her son was one of them. Outstanding.
Sirius didn't like living at home, and Hedwig could understand that. Belen's apartment was too noisy, with all kinds of people living here, which affected Sirius' rest and study.
But Hedwig couldn't understand why Sirius said that his paper was not passed
Ever since one day two years ago, Sirius had become a little weird. He often muttered to himself and spent more time at home.
He told Hedwig that his thesis was rejected by his supervisor, who believed that his thesis was meaningless.
Of course Hedwig believed in her son. Even if no one in the world believed in Sirius, Hedwig would still believe in him.
She believed her son was right and those so-called mentors must be wrong.
Sirius only smiled at this.
"Mom, you don't even know the words, how do you know I must be right?"
"I know, my son must be right."
Hedwig said firmly as she packed her things and prepared to push the car out.
Life had to go on. Hedwig glanced at her son who was sitting at the table, staring at the paper in her hand, and said nothing.
She has a secret.
Hedwig used to sell food near the Astor Academy of Advanced Magic. On the one hand, she hoped to meet her son "by chance". On the other hand, the students here were generous and liked to eat the pies she made. .
While chatting, Hedwig casually talked about her son's thesis. At this time, someone told her that there were some "ways" where she could spend money to send her thesis to the school's archives. Many wealthy people Like to do this.
Hedwig immediately felt a little excited, and after careful inquiry, she finally decided to trade today.
She first sold the pies she made in the commercial street as usual. Somewhat unexpectedly, the business was particularly good today, which made Hedwig feel that her luck might have arrived.
By the afternoon, Hedwig had sold most of the pies, and she went to a store in the commercial street to wait.
After about a quarter of an hour, a man walked up to Hedwig and asked in a low voice.
"Are you the one who wants to deliver the paper?"
He looked Hedwig up and down, somewhat disbelieving that this woman could write a paper.
"Yes, this is my son's paper."
With that said, Hedwig was about to take out the bound papers that she had secretly taken out from those copies. She had saved several copies. Her son never let Hedwig touch these papers, but Hedwig regarded them as Treasure, well kept in a box.
The man stopped her quickly.
"Wait, let's keep a low profile and give you money first, two gold coins, or two hundred silver coins."
Two gold coins, which was basically an income that Hedwig might not be able to earn even if she worked hard for a year.
The mother gritted her teeth and took out a bag.
This bag was the savings she had accumulated over the past few years. She originally wanted to wait until Sirius graduated and the two of them moved to a bigger house, so that Sirius could safely invite Lysa to his home.
She knew that Sirius thought Belen's apartment was a bit dirty and was embarrassed to bring a girl here, so Hedwig didn't mention it much.
But now, in order to have Sirius's paper recognized, Hedwig was willing to spend the money.
The man took the purse and opened it. Apart from the silver coins, there were also many copper coins inside. Each coin had mottled marks. It was obvious that Hedwig had saved it over many years.
The man raised his eyebrows and looked a little moved, but he still accepted the money bag and then said.
"Give me the paper."
Hedwig then held the paper in both hands and handed it to the man.
The man glanced at it and put it away, then asked Hedwig to wait where he was, while he walked into the campus.
Hedwig was a little uneasy. She didn't care about the money. She just didn't know whether it would succeed and whether Sirius's paper would be included.
Time passed minute by minute, and finally, an hour later, the man came out of the side door of the school and found Hedwig.
"This is the paper number, and this is the inclusion certificate. They are all available. If you are not worried, you can come to the archives tomorrow to check."
The man said, handing a document to Hedwig.
Hedwig took the document and smiled happily. She carefully put it into her pocket and thanked the man again and again.
"thanks, thanks."
The man told Hedwig not to tell anyone else about this, and then left.
Hedwig looked at the document in her hand. She didn't know the words, but she could recognize her son's name on it. She looked at it again and again before finally putting it away and pushing the cart across half of Tristan City. Go back to your little home.
Sirius had already gone out. He had been out a lot recently, and Hedwig didn't ask too many questions. After all, compared to a while ago, Sirius had been staying at home, and he was much more normal now.
Hedwig was communicating with her neighbors about recent events while cooking dinner. When the sun was setting, Sirius also returned home.
Without saying a word, he sat down at the table, picked up a pen, and started writing and drawing on the paper until Hedwig called him over for dinner.
Dinner was very simple, just a few slices of bread, a bowl of thick soup made from minced meat left over from making pie, and vegetables. Sirius ate mechanically. Hedwig wanted to tell Sirius what she had done today, but She thought about it and suppressed the idea.
Sirius's biggest taboo was to rely on unfair means to do things, and he certainly didn't like that his papers were not recognized by others, but only relied on money to enter the archives.
Everything Hedwig did was as a last resort. She thought that next month would be her son's birthday, and she would tell him the news on that day and give him a surprise.
"What's wrong?"
Sirius seemed a little happy to see his mother. He put down the soup bowl filled with minced meat and asked.
"No, it's nothing. Eat more meat."
Hedwig shook her head and poured another large spoonful of meaty soup into Sirius' bowl.