I weave fate in parallel time and space

Chapter 133 Hogwarts
"Where did you send her?"

In the cell, Alicia couldn't help asking, seeing Martha Li who had completely disappeared before her eyes.

"It's just that let her go to a place where her knowledge can be displayed to the fullest." Shaar murmured softly.

"Do you know why she is here?"

"Because of being falsely accused of being a witch," Alicia said.

"not that simple."

Xiaya pondered for a moment, then continued.

"Decades ago, a man named Leeuwenhoek discovered the existence of microorganisms with a microscope he made, and then recorded and observed the blood flow in muscle fibers, bacteria, sperm, and microvessels.

He was the first person in this world to observe these people.

Although his discoveries caused quite a stir in Europe, no one applied this knowledge to medical treatment.

However, in the East it is different.

A long time ago, the Orientals actually knew that using boiling water and roasting scalpels in surgical operations can increase the survival rate of patients.

But at that time, people didn't know the reason, and explained it as some yin-yang and five-element theories.

The Orientals verified the things observed by the microscope with their own medical skills, and derived the earliest, systematic disinfection and sterilization methods.

However, these technologies did not spread to Europe and Britannia.

The doctor named Martha Li communicated with doctors from the East and determined that the plague originated from bacteria invisible to the naked eye.

And it is recommended that the local city government officials strictly carry out the disinfection and isolation of bacteria, and strictly dispose of the dead bodies.

But obviously, in this ignorant place, this tiny, invisible microbe speaks.

Obviously recognized by those monks as some kind of evil witchcraft. "

This is why Shaar wanted to show Nightingale her family background.

In this era, without a decent family background, it is difficult to promote new things.

"This group of damned insects!" Alicia gritted her teeth and said, "Do they know how many people will die!"

Xia Ya didn't answer, but turned around and said.

"Let's go."

"Where are you going now?"

"Look for the suicide note she said." Xia Ya said, "If you promise something to others, you must do it, right?"

Alicia nodded.

Then, they quickly found the cell where Marsalie lived in the dungeon.

The environment here is very poor, only some basic straw is laid for insulation.

However, Shaar still found a folded piece of straw paper that was stained with blood.

Shaar raised his hand, and a blue magic butterfly lay on the straw paper, sniffed the blood for a while, and then flew out along the vent of the cell.

Shaar and Alicia exchanged glances, and followed the blue butterfly.

The butterflies flapped their wings and flew in the streets and lanes, looking for information related to the owner of the letter.

On the way, Shaar saw many gates painted with white crosses, and also saw some people who died directly on the street, being carried to a unified place by the plague doctor on a stretcher.

All the death they saw was coming towards them like a tidal wave.

The boundary between life and death has become blurred, where is hell and where is the world.

Maybe even the god of death can't tell the difference at this moment.

The butterfly flew out of the city, passed through the mountains, crossed the river, entered a warehouse on a farm, and landed on the shoulder of a young man.

This boy looked not much younger than Arthur, he should be about 23 or [-] years old, and he was resting on the haystack.

His dark circles were thick, as if he had been crying for too long, and his eyes were red and swollen.

Holding a maple leaf in his hand, he stared blankly.

"Is your name Gayward?"

The sudden sound from behind made Gayward, who was already very nervous, jump up instantly, looking vigilantly at the source of the sound.

Then, I saw Char and Alicia.

"Who are you guys?"

"It doesn't matter who we are," Char said, "What matters is what we bring."

He handed the bloody paper to Gayward.

"This is your mother's last words to you."

Hearing them mention his mother, Gayward hurriedly took the letter from Shaar's hand.

The handwriting of the letter is beautiful, but it should not be handwritten by his mother, but dictated to others.

His mother was illiterate, and the sentences in the letters were somewhat colloquial.

My favorite son:

Son, mom misses you so much, but I think mom can't get out.

People here told me that tomorrow, I will be executed.

I'm sorry, my mother is too afraid of pain. They told me that as long as I signed the confession, I could suffer less.

By the time you receive this letter, I may not be alive anymore.

My child, my mother didn't even dare to think about it. It's so cold and painful here, and I'm so scared.

Is there another world? Can I see your grandparents?
I heard the old man say, what should I do if I have to walk a long way, I am most afraid of the dark.

I really want to see you, my child.

Mom has saved some money over the years, under the maple tree, there are two copies, one is for you to marry a wife, remember to keep it.

It's going to be cold, remember to wear more clothes, don't stay up late, and have a full stomach.

From now on, be alone and take care of yourself.

I really want to go to Maple Leaf Forest with you again, sitting on the grass, listening to your talk, I am very happy
And if you can bury me, bury me closer to my grandparents, I am a little scared by myself.
As he read this, Gayward's hand holding the letter trembled a little.

There were also some water stains on the papyrus.

His voice was hoarse and choked up.

"She is like a little princess, usually speaking in a low voice, only when I am sick, she will be brave like a hero.

She is very afraid of being alone, has no sense of security, and is particularly afraid of pain.”

Gayward half-kneeled on the ground, grasping his colic heart, the tears couldn't stop surging, and his jaw was trembling.

"How much pain she must have!"

Xia Ya didn't speak.

And Alicia was also a little red-eyed, perhaps, she also thought of her mother.

Gayward raised his head, and in the tear-filled eyes, besides the pain, there was also a strong hatred.

"You said, is my mother really a witch?"

"There are no witches in this world." Xia Ya said quietly.

"If there is something evil in this land.

That is... the dirty ambitions of those in power. "

Xiaya quietly watched Gayward who was kneeling and crying bitterly, and suddenly said.

"You, do you want revenge?"

Gayward raised his head slowly, with a wolf-like longing in his tear-filled eyes.

And Shaar also raised his hand, and a bronzing card appeared in his hand, and he handed the card to Gayward.

Nothing was written on the card, it was blank.

"When the time comes, some words will appear on the card." Shaar said.

"This is an invitation letter, it will guide you to a magic school.

There, you can learn knowledge that you can't imagine.

You can have. enough power for vengeance. "

Hearing this, Gayward quickly took the card, holding it firmly in his hand like a treasure.

"You are not afraid, is this some kind of devil's trap?" Xia Ya teased.

"As long as those people can be made to pay the price they deserve."

Gayward raised his head, with a slightly ferocious expression on his tear-stained face, he said through gritted teeth.

"What's the point of making a deal with the devil?"

Looking at his expression, Xia's eyelids slightly closed, but he didn't say anything.

"When will this card show words?"

"I don't know, but it should be soon."

"Then you, are you also a student of that school?" Gayward said.

"When the time comes, you will know." Shaar murmured softly.

Seeing that he really couldn't find anything useful to ask, Gayward was a little discouraged, and then he asked again.

"Then what is the name of this school?"

"I can answer you." Xia said with a slight smile.

"he is.
Hogwarts. "

(End of this chapter)