Chapter 249: The Origin of Nas
In the old district of London, within the city cetery, the evening sun stubbornly clung to the horizon, refusing to descend.
Felix Harp, draped in a dark overcoat, stood before a tombstone.
"Locke," Felix murmured, "You must be quite curious about what happened today. Only in front of you can I truly open up..."
"I did a good deed, saved a pair of war heroes; but it seems I also did sothing not so good. I ticulously sched, thinking I could manipulate hearts, but the results went against my expectations."
"I understand what Dumbledore ant, it's all about the influence of negative and positive emotions on magic, and he said it so cryptically..." Felix shrugged.
"In my younger years, I advanced in Dark Magic fueled by negative emotions. Even though I later abandoned it, I found it never truly left ."
"Seeing Neville, I couldn't help but envy him."
"He has parents to accompany him, classmates who care for him. Even though his talent isn't outstanding, he has friendly peers to help and encourage him. When bullied by students from other houses, there are those who stand up for him."
Felix spoke softly, "I know I should be happy, as I played a hand in this, but, Locke, I feel lonely."
"Why wasn't I this lucky back in the day?"
His overcoat swirled without wind, the deep black magic naturally emanating from him, fanged and clawed, yet bound within a certain range.
Despite Felix's self-proclaid composure and reason, he couldn't escape the impact.
Among those he knew, only Snape understood him best. Snape once asked him, "Has soone truly entered your heart?" He had deflected the topic at the ti.
The answer, of course, was no.
The sky gradually darkened, people occasionally passed through the cetery. They would lay down bouquets, stay silent for a few minutes, and then quietly depart, until—
"Felix? Felix Harp?" A stranger's voice ca from behind him.
Felix turned around in surprise. He wasn't surprised to see a young couple, but rather that they knew his na.
They were clearly ordinary people.
Felix scrutinized the man who had spoken for a mont and tentatively said, "Jim?"
The man smiled, "Impressive that you rember . I left the orphanage when you were only nine, right?"
"My mory has always been good," Felix shrugged, "How did you recognize ?"
Jim explained, "Black hair, standing by Evelyn's tombstone, the age matches. I guessed and it turned out right." He introduced the woman beside him, "This is my wife, Rebecca."
Rebecca was a cheerful redhead. She appraised Felix with her eyes and playfully tapped Jim's chest, "You never ntioned you had such a handso friend."
Jim complained, "It's been so long since we've seen each other. Back then, he was just a little troublemaker, full of mischief..."
"A little troublemaker, huh?" Rebecca grinned.
In the London old district, within the city cetery, evening cast its last defiant rays as the sun lingered.
Felix Harp, draped in a dark overcoat, stood before a tombstone.
"Cough cough, what I an is, mischievous and spirited, he started setting traps to deal with bullies when he was quite young. He was quite famous for that at the orphanage back then."
Felix looked at them with a playful expression, "You two seem to have a great relationship... What brings you here today?"
Jim said, "I just returned to London and accompanied Rebecca to visit a grave. When we ca out, we saw you. I wasn't entirely sure, so I circled around. The light on the other side was a bit dim."
Felix imdiately retracted the magic he had unconsciously dispersed. Jim shook his head. Was it just an illusion? It seed like the light brightened ever so slightly.
Jim extended an invitation to Felix, "We're planning to pay a visit to the old Headmaster. Rebecca hasn't t him yet. Care to join us?"
"Of course," Felix agreed readily.
The three of them got into a taxi, traversing streets and alleys. Felix gazed at the cityscape with curiosity; so warm orange lights had already co to life.
"Felix, I haven't asked you. Where are you working?"
"I was at Neil & Co. in London before, but now I've moved to Scotland. I can co back once a year."
Rebecca exclaid, surprised, "Neil & Co., that erging company, it's quite well-known now. Why did you leave?"
Felix smiled, "I found a more suitable opportunity."
The taxi stopped in front of an old house in the old district. Shadows streaked across the walls, and the courtyard was covered in snow.
"Headmaster, we've co to visit you!" Jim called out excitedly. After a mont, a small, white-haired old man erged.
The old man put on the glasses hanging on his chest and scrutinized them, "Jim," then he looked at Felix and laughed, "Lucky Felix, it's you. Didn't you visit a few months ago?"
"Had so business this ti, ran into Jim, so we ca together," Felix said, changing the subject, "Let's chat inside. Jim has brought his wife along."
Sitting on an old brown sofa, Felix almost reached for the beer in the refrigerator but stopped himself just in ti.
Close call ~ Almost blew my cover ~
The four of them enjoyed chilled beers and chatted casually. Soon, they got to talking about Felix's recent life. Felix presented himself as a professional manager, his company in Scotland, but he traveled all over the world.
He happened to have a wealth of experiences, no risk of exposing himself.
Jim asked a question, "Headmaster, why do you always call him 'Lucky Felix'?"
The old Headmaster grinned widely, "Ah, when we found him as a baby, he was in a large water tank, three feet deep. He wasn't drowned, but instead, he swam joyfully. Isn't that lucky?"
'Felix' in English does indeed carry the aning of luck.
"And what about my last na?" Felix couldn't help but ask.
"Hmm, let
think..." The old Headmaster pondered, "You were different from the other children. You would call out when hungry or thirsty, but you wouldn't when there was nothing wrong. Also, when other kids soiled their pants, you were always eager to alert soone..."
Felix's face darkened. Wasn't it because the sll was overpowering and he couldn't stand it? He quickly called soone over to deal with it.
"...So, the caregivers at that ti started calling you 'helper,' as in soone who offers help." The old Headmaster laughed.
Felix was hearing for the first ti that his na had co about this way. Indeed, back then, so people called him 'helper,' but the pronunciation of 'helper' and his surna were quite different.
"Transliteration, you know. Can't be too straightforward, might make
seem unrefined..." The old Headmaster defended himself, though he later admitted when he was tipsy that he never had much education.
Jim summarized, "So, the aning of Felix's na is 'lucky helper'? And mine, mine?"
"You?" The old Headmaster shot him a glance, "You didn't stand out at the ti, so we just picked one casually."
Jim pouted, looking hurt, and sought refuge in Rebecca's embrace, prompting her to push him away repeatedly.
The old Headmaster treated them to a al and promptly sent them on their way.
"It's good that you ca to see . Now off you go, tend to your own business!"
Leaving the old Headmaster's place, Felix bid Jim farewell and walked into a dim alley, his figure fading away.
As he returned to his office, he saw a figure standing at the door. He suddenly rembered he forgot to cancel today's magical writing tutoring. "Professor Harp!" Hermione greeted enthusiastically.
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