That corner is very ordinary, like most seats in the cafe, nothing special, but the problem is that there is a small stroller next to it, a very old one, and there is a coffee cup on the round table pressing a few small pieces of paper.
Angela's heart was lifted at once, which is unlikely, she remembered asking at every cafe, but no one said that they had seen the woman she described.
She stood up hesitantly, thought for a while, pretended to be curious as she was observing the cafe, and walked over slowly. After a few steps, she came to the round table in the corner and looked at the stroller. There were no children in it. , too, it is impossible for a mother to leave her own child and walk around alone.
The coffee cup on the table was almost bottomed out, and the small piece of paper under the cup was densely written with words. Angela's eyes have always been very good, so even if the letters were small, she didn't need to pick them up to see clearly. Then the word Hogwarts entered her eyes the next second.
The little girl was a little dizzy, meow, the old lady almost visited the cafes in the entire old town, and almost planned to go to the new town to look for it, but it was actually in the first cafe that I visited at the time. Which idiot said that there is no such person here? !
Of course, put these aside for now. The most important thing now is to see what the original version of "Harry Potter" was like. Angela unceremoniously took these small pieces of paper out of the cup and read them carefully. . As before, she first became interested in novels after watching the movie, and of course, like most people, she liked this book very much, otherwise she wouldn't want to see Magic Mom now.
However, this original version of "Harry Potter" has a lot less than the version she "used to" see, at least Hagrid is not a giant, and Hogwarts has only three houses, the golden triangle is all, but Ron's two twin brothers have not yet appeared. From some separately written clips, it seems that Aunt Rowling is thinking about Quidditch. As the most interesting idea in the entire novel, I have to say that Magic Mama really has an idea.
Just as Angela stared at the piece of paper in her hand, a dry cough suddenly sounded in her ear: "This... miss, can you return my things to me?"
The little girl woke up and hurriedly looked around. A woman who could not tell her age was holding a few months old baby girl and looking at her with a little bit of vigilance.
"You... hello, ma'am." Angela suddenly felt at a loss, as if she was caught in the middle of the burglary. Although the woman in front of her looked young, her brows showed a haggard look. , although still standing there, it gives a shaky feeling.
The little girl wasn't sure if it was Aunt Rowling. After all, it had been many years since she last saw her photos, and she didn't look at them every day. Besides, at that time, she was successful and radiant, and she didn't look like she was poor.
"Is this... is this your... work?" Angela raised the piece of paper in her hand and asked carefully.
Perhaps because the movement was too big, the woman involuntarily squeezed her fist, and a trace of anxiety flashed in her eyes. Angela, who noticed this, hurriedly slowed down, tidy up all the pieces of paper, and pressed them under the coffee cup again.
The woman breathed a sigh of relief. After putting her child in the stroller, she hurried forward to sort out the pieces of paper. Perhaps the little girl's actions just won her a little favor. She raised her head and smiled at Angela while sorting.
After a few seconds, the woman was sure that everything she had written was there, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled again at the little girl: "Sorry, I'm too nervous, this kind of thing has happened before, but what I finally wrote was not. lost."
"It's okay, I also like to write, I can understand." Angela responded with a smile. Seeing that the other party seemed to want to pack up and leave, she hurriedly said, "Well, please, can I finish reading it?"
The woman was stunned for a while, then pointed to the pieces of paper in her hand: "You mean... this?"
"Yes, I think it's very interesting," Angela said heartily, "Is it okay?"
Seeing that the other party was a little embarrassed, the little girl who understood what was going on hurriedly said, "It won't take you too long. As compensation, how about I invite you to have a cup of coffee?"
The woman was a little moved, but seeing that the little girl was only eleven or two years old, she hesitated. Fortunately, Kate's voice came over at this time: "Angie, where are you?"
The little girl hurriedly looked back at her table and replied, "I'm here, Kate, come over here."
Kate turned her head and saw Angela, and immediately came over: "I remember I said, don't run around."
"Okay, Kate," Angela hurriedly wanted to change the subject, pointing to the young woman beside her, "This is..."
She got stuck before she finished speaking. She hadn't asked the other party's name since just now. Although she was 80% sure that it was Aunt Rowling, she didn't want others to have any bad associations, so she was stunned for a while. After returning to her place, fortunately, the woman cleared the siege for her and reached out to Kate: "Hello, I'm Joanne Katherine Rowling."
"Hello, I'm Kate Beckinsale." Kate was a little confused, but still shook hands with Rowling.
"By the way, I'm Angela Mason." The little guy also quickly shook hands with Rowling, but unfortunately he couldn't take out the camera and take a picture. It will definitely be very collectible and commemorative in 10 years.
"That's it, Kate," Angie came to explain to Kate, "I stumbled across the novel that Ms. Rowling was writing, and I liked it so much that I wanted to buy her a cup of coffee so I could finish reading her story. ."
While talking, she looked at Kate with bright eyes and launched an emotional offensive. Although Kate didn't understand what novel she saw and was so excited, she still followed her words and said, "Of course there is no problem." Then she looked at the future magic mother. : "Can you, Ms. Rowling, this little guy has always liked reading books."
Naturally, Rowling would not refuse, and the three sat down in the corner. Kate then called the waiter and brought over everything she and Angela ordered, and then asked for a cup of coffee and a small cake for Rowling. Although Rowling declined, she accepted it after looking at Angela, who had already started reading.
The next half an hour was spent reading the little guy. At first, Kate chatted with Rowling a few words. After reading a few pages of the paper that the little girl handed over after reading, she was also attracted by it. Stay and read together. Rowling didn't take advantage of this gap to continue writing. In addition to taking care of her sleeping daughter, she kept stirring the coffee with a little unease. After all, this was the first time her work was being read to a stranger.
Finally, Angela finished reading all the chapters of Rowling at this stage, raised her head and said, "Is there any more?" There are too many differences in what I have seen. Of course, the overall structure is the same, but there are many wonderful ideas. Although some parts are not well written, they are harmless.
"I'm sorry, Angela, I haven't thought through the following, even the first ones are still - there are still imperfect things, and I still need to revise." Rowling seemed to be a little excited.
"What a pity." Angela said regretfully, believing that every time Aunt Rowling was revised, the novel would get closer to the final version, which would lack a lot of freshness.
"I believe if it can be published, it will definitely cause a sensation. This is a very wonderful novel. You can see from the setting of Quidditch that you are very attentive, Ms. Rowling, you are great." Angela sincerely said, Kate, who had just finished reading the story, also nodded somewhat indifferently, echoing the little girl's words: "Yes, Rowling, it's really good."
Rowling was silent for a moment, then suddenly lowered her head, and then her shoulders kept twitching. It could be seen that she was trying hard not to cry, and was supported by the stunned Angela and Kate. she.
"I'm fine, don't worry, I'm fine." Rowling lowered her head and held the hands of the two of them, said in a low voice, before raising her head after a long while, her face was covered with tears.
After taking the tissue from Angela and wiping her eyes, Rowling finally regained her composure. She smiled softly: "I'm sorry, I'm rude."
"It's nothing, I think you must have a lot of sad things. If you don't mind, you can tell us, we won't say it." Angela involuntarily held Aunt Rowling's hand.
Rowling smiled wryly. After a moment of silence, she opened the chat box. The beginning was like an unstoppable faucet. Asshole, she won't stay in a small dark apartment now, and she has to come to the cafe for heating. Her daughter seems to know that her mother has a rare vent, so she slept soundly and didn't make trouble.
Although Angela had already learned about these things on the Internet in her previous life, but at this moment she heard Aunt Rowling say it with her own ears, and she felt more sympathetic to her, and at the same time felt ashamed, fortunately I didn't plagiarize "Harry Potter" on a whim, otherwise how would I dare to face Rowling now.
"Everything will be alright, Ms. Rowling, please believe in yourself." Angela comforted, "My grandfather always told me that when God closes a door for you, he will open a window for you, so please keep at it. , even for your daughter."
"Thank you, Angela," Rowling held her hand, as if because of venting just now, her complexion was much better.
"You know," she said softly, "I've almost lost the courage to survive these days. The reason why I'm still holding on is because of my daughter. Until today, when I met you, Angela, I didn't Knowing that God has never abandoned me, thank you, just like your name, you are my angel."
The little girl's face turned red, and her heart was full of emotions. At this moment, Kate suddenly exclaimed: "Oops, the plane!"
Angela was startled, looked at her watch, damn it, it was almost 6 o'clock, she hurriedly started to pack her things in a hurry, and said to Rowling: "I'm sorry, Ms. Rowling, we have to go, but before that, please You leave me your address."
As she said that, she took a small piece of paper, turned it over and handed it to Rowling: "It's too late, so just write it on this, my parents have a few friends from the relief fund, I think they may be able to temporarily Help you solve your current predicament."
Rowling was not pretentious either. She wrote down her address and gave it to Angela. She thanked her again and thanked her again. The little girl who had packed her things hugged her and said as if saying, "I am now Go, but, promise me, Aunt Rowling, if you are suffering from psychological pain, you must go to a psychiatrist, and don't do stupid things, I'm still waiting for your novel to be published."
"Okay, I see." Rowling laughed.
"I'm leaving, I'll write to you!" Angela waved, and quickly went out with Kate who had settled the bill.