Facts have proved that, as a brother and partner who has been Dumbledore's secret informant for many years, Aberforth's keen observation skills are indeed unique.
Yes, Tia was scared, so scared that her whole heart was hanging in the air with nowhere to rest.
Because just when she woke up thirsty from her dream in the middle of the night before yesterday and was about to get up to drink water, she saw that the wand she had habitually placed beside her pillow before going to bed, which had been with her for more than ten years, rolled on its own and pointed at someone. A direction!
This is certainly not a supernatural event - although such events in the magical world often appear more real than those in the Muggle world. After all, wizards know that many ghost-like entities in this world do exist.
But Tia, who was still a little dazed in her sleep at the time, knew very well that the scene happening in front of her was definitely not a poltergeist phenomenon caused by a poltergeist, let alone an invisible beast that suddenly entered the house by mistake. farce.
Because this situation is actually not the first time it has happened around Tia.
"The first time I learned about my parents... it must have been at that time, right?"
Tia, who had just returned to her room from Aberforth, sat on the edge of the bed and looked out the window at the somewhat gloomy sky, but her thoughts had already flown to more than ten years ago.
Her life changed for the first time when she picked up the wand in her pocket at the drying yard behind the orphanage.
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About twelve years ago, Tia Shang was a little Muggle orphan living in a church orphanage in Massachusetts, USA. She was just eleven years old.
It has to be said that church orphanages, which sound like a wonderful charity, were often not a good place in those days. Because it is affiliated with the local church, this kind of orphanage has more complicated rules than other similar institutions, and the most obvious one is the faith cultivation of the children in the orphanage.
Children taken in by church orphanages must be taught a lot of daily rules and church etiquette every day. All kinds of rules that are not in line with children's nature make the children live in an inexplicably repressive environment every day.
If you have been suppressed for a long time, of course there will always be some catharsis. It is impossible for children to resist those church personnel and administrators, so a series of bullying phenomena targeting vulnerable peers naturally develop secretly and become the norm among the orphan group that is "passed from generation to generation".
The strong ones bully the weak ones, and the weak ones, unable to resist the bullying, turn around and take it out on the weaker ones, until the most vulnerable children in the hospital endure it silently, unable even to hug each other for warmth.
Back then, Tia was one of the children at the bottom of the orphanage.
That day was actually not a very special day for Tia at the time—most of the children in the orphanage didn’t know when their birthdays were, so they basically based their birthdays on the date they were admitted to the orphanage. At that time, Tia's "birthday" was actually only half a year away.
Because if you stay in the dormitory or the front yard activity field during the break, you will usually be blocked by people, so at this time, Tia will usually try her best to find an uninhabited corner to hide. Even if most of them will be found by a few idlers in the end - after all, the entire orphanage is only so big, she still has to do this if she wants to suffer less.
It's just that this day is a little different.
In the corner of the drying area behind the yard where clothes were dried and quilts were dried, Tia, who was thin and small, found a flower bed where she could hide as usual and squatted in the back.
In fact, not far away, there were several abandoned cabinets that looked more suitable and were placed against the courtyard wall, but she did not choose to hide them there. Because even if she is not very smart, she still knows that many children know that place. After escaping twice and being caught quickly without being able to escape, she remembered the basics. It's an extremely bad option.
"... If you come from the left, run to the right. There is an old warehouse on the right that you can go around... If you come from the right, run to the left. There is a small forest on the left... But you can't hide in the forest. They are more familiar with it than me. They should be in a certain tree. Behind the tree, we turn towards the empty pond..."
Little Tia squatted behind some sparse flowers, mumbling, repeating such a simple escape plan over and over again, hoping that she could still remember it when she was most nervous when being chased. Be clear, so as not to be confused and blocked by others.
It was at this moment that a "twig" that looked a little special caught her attention -
It was a very strange little wooden stick, with two spiral strips of paper twisted together neatly, as if they were born this way. But the shiny and clean appearance of the stick made Tia, who was still a child, able to tell that this small wooden stick must have been specially made by someone.
And, for some reason, she always felt that the wooden stick she accidentally saw at her feet seemed to be attracting her attention. From the moment she caught a glimpse of it, she could never take her eyes away.
"No... I should keep a close eye on the outside, otherwise it would be too bad if someone comes over and I don't notice it..."
Tia kept thinking this in her heart, but her eyes did not leave the stick for a second, but her right hand reached out unexpectedly.
"Prince! You are here... come here! Hahahaha, God bless, the poor Headhugger is hiding right here in the flower bed!"
"ah!"
Little Tia, who had just touched the strange branch, was immediately frightened by the voice coming from across the flower bed. However, she had been talking about the "plan" before, but now she was almost there. A flash of thought flashed through my already blank mind. In an instant, Tia stood up when she saw the boy one year older than herself approaching from the right, and ran out to the left.
To be honest, Tia is not really good at running, so running away in front of others has always been difficult for her. In Tia's past escape experiences, she was unable to escape nine times out of ten, and the only time she barely escaped was probably because the rest time was over and the nuns rang the bell to gather.
But there is no other way. If you don't run away, you will definitely have to endure the bullying for a longer time. Balancing the two factors, even if she knew she couldn't escape, she could only try to escape again and again.
"Hey, I caught you!"
Tia, who was running forward with her head down, felt a strong force coming from behind her waist before she even had time to reach the planned grove.
With a "bang", Tia was kicked down.