I am the third son prophesied by Harry Potter

Mr. Benson Hill, is an ordinary business representative.

He often travels between Dunlan and Big Apple City.

With his wife Dora Hill, he lives on the outskirts of Dunran.

Married for five years, but never had children.

Until a month ago, a middle-aged woman wearing an emerald green cloak appeared.

The life of the husband and wife is to add a touch of fun.

The middle-aged woman brought them a baby boy.

Dora quit her job as a cleaner and began taking care of him.

Benson also took pleasure in taking several names, and finally settled on the full name.

Eugene Griffin Hill.

After a month of getting along, Dora discovers that Eugene is a very smart child.

When hungry, I will reach out and beat the bell next to the crib.

He does not sleep during the day, does not cry, and is very sensible.

But the more obedient the child, the more worried Dora became.

Because she was worried that the child’s real parents would come and ask him back.

Especially in recent days, she has always been disturbed.

It seems that this worry has also been transmitted to the husband.

On Tuesday morning, while riding the subway, Benson saw several cloaked men gathered together, seemingly discussing something.

A colleague who ran business with him also joked, “Today’s young people really don’t understand.” ”

“Are you doing fundraising activities?”

Benson shook his head, “Not quite clear. ”

“How about we go over and take a look?” Colleague Vaughan suggested.

Benson wasn’t going to listen, maybe others didn’t know, but he knew who those people were.

Because Eugene’s biological parents have some relationship with those people.

“Let’s go!” Vaughan pushed Benson towards the group.

“Mr. and Mrs. Potter?”

“Well, their son Harry.”

When I walked over, I seemed to find that they were discussing something.

Benson didn’t have the heart to listen, but said hello to Vaughn and hurried to the house.

He was worried that his son, who had finally been obtained, would be picked up just like that.

Right! That’s right, the fear of being picked up.

The middle-aged woman who sent Eugene to the house mentioned that the child’s parents had encountered some difficulties.

So, put him in foster care at Hill’s house.

The name was taken by Benson, followed by the surname Hill.

But in the end, let the Hill couple be more worried about this.

They fear that their children will be asked back.

Looking at the cloaked people on the street, the excited look on their faces.

Benson felt that the big trouble of those people should be solved.

Hurried home, he found his wife Dora feeding the baby milk.

Benson breathed a sigh of relief.

“Well? How did something fall? Dora looked up and looked at her husband with some doubt.

He was panting, his forehead covered with beads of sweat.

“Dora, let’s move quickly!” Benson proposed.

Dora was stunned for a moment, “You noticed it? ”

“On the street today, those are all gathered together.” Benson told everything he saw.

Dora hugged Eugene, took out a newspaper, and handed it to Benson.

“Look at this.”

Benson was holding a newspaper that reported the reason why the owl appeared during the day today.

The newspaper explained that it seemed to be because of the meteor shower last night.

However, is there any direct connection between meteor showers and owls that haunt during the day?

Of course, there is something that Benson did not expect.

When he read the newspaper, there was another pair of eyes that were also following.

It was none other than Eugene, who was held in Dora’s arms and silently drank milk.

At the moment, Eugene had only one thought in his mind.

Perhaps, probably, Maybe, he traveled to the world of Harry Potter.

Eugene was originally a young man living on Blue Star, and during the summer vacation of his sophomore year, he traveled to Dunlan alone.

I didn’t expect to encounter a terrorist attack.

Their tour bus was hit and there was an explosion.

When Eugene woke up again, he found that he had become a baby.

Later, he was sent to Hill’s house.

For a month, he had been trying to find out where he had been reborn.

What kind of world is it?

Intermittently collecting information, Eugene only knew that he was on the outskirts of Dunran.

I don’t know anything else.

As for newspapers, today is the first time I have come into contact with them.

When he saw the contents of the newspaper, Eugene had already made a preliminary inference.

Alas, what is all this!

Just as Eugene was secretly sighing, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Mr. and Mrs. Hill were taken aback.

Eugene felt Dora hold him harder, increasing it a little.

Benson and Dora looked at each other.

Finally, Benson took a deep breath, fixed his mind, and went to open the door.

Outside the door stood three people, a young couple, and a middle-aged woman who had sent Eugene over a month earlier.

“Mr. Hill, they want to come and see the child.” The middle-aged woman spoke first.

Benson also refused and invited the three into the house.

“Come first!”

The young couple was delighted to have been allowed.

Several people sat down on the sofa.

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