In Hedwig's eyes, his son is always so dazzling.

She didn't know how to read, and her husband died early. She worked hard to raise the child by selling the secret recipes of ancestral recipes. Fortunately, her son Sirius was very successful and awakened his magical talent, received a full scholarship from the school, and entered the Astel Advanced Magic Academy to study.

Hedwig believes that as long as he has read a book, he is a great man, not to mention that he is a wizard. In her simple concept, the wizard who can call the wind and rain and control thunder and lightning is just like the legendary gods, and his son is the best among them.

Siris doesn't like living at home. Hedwig understands that the Beren Apartment is too noisy and all kinds of people live here, which affects Siris' rest and study.

But Hedwig couldn't understand why Sirius said that his paper was not approved?

Since one day two years ago, Sirius has become a little weird. He often mutters to himself alone and has more time at home.

He told Hedwig that his paper was rejected by his supervisor and that they believed that his paper was meaningless.

Of course Hedwig believed in his son. Even if everyone in the world did not believe in Sirius, Hedwig would believe in him.

She believed that her son was right, and those so-called mentors must have been wrong.

Sirius only smiled at this.

"Mom, you don't even recognize words, how could you know I must be right?"

"I know, my son is definitely right."

Hedwig said confidently that she packed her things and was about to push the cart out.

Life has to continue, Hedwig looked at his son who was sitting at the table and staring at his paper in his hand, saying nothing.

She has a secret.

Hedwig used to sell food near the Astel Advanced Magic Academy. On the one hand, she hoped to meet her son "by chance", which made the students here generously and like to eat the pies she made.

While chatting, Hedwig casually talked about his son's papers. At this time, someone told her that there were some "tricks" that could spend money to send his papers to the school's archives, and many rich people like to do this.

Hedwig immediately felt a little excited. After careful investigation, he finally decided to trade today.

She first sold her pie in the commercial street normally. She was a little surprised. Today's business was particularly good, which made Hedwig feel that her luck might have come.

By the afternoon, Hedwig sold out most of the pies and waited at the entrance of a store on the commercial street.

About a quarter of an hour later, a man walked to Hedwig and asked in a low voice.

"Is it you who want to send the paper?"

He looked Hedwig up and down, somewhat distrustful that the woman would write the paper.

"Yes, this is my son's paper."

As he said that, Hedwig was going to take out the bound papers secretly taken out of those copies. She saved several copies, and her son never let Hedwig touch these papers, but Hedwig regarded them as treasures and kept them properly in a box.

The man hurriedly stopped her.

"Wait, let's keep a low profile and give you money first, two gold coins, or two hundred silver coins."

Two gold coins are basically the income Hedwig can earn if he doesn't work hard for a year.

The mother gritted her teeth and took out a bag.

This bag is the savings she has saved over the past few years. She originally wanted to wait until Siris graduated and they would change to a big house to live in, so that Siris could feel at ease to invite Lesa to her home.

She knew that Sirius felt that Beren's apartment was a bit dirty and embarrassed to bring the girl, so Hedwig didn't mention it much.

But now, in order to make Siris' paper recognized, Hedwig is willing to spend the money.

The man took the purse and opened it. In addition to the silver coins, there were many copper coins. Each coin had mottled traces. Obviously, this was saved by Hedwig over the years.

The man raised his eyebrows and was moved, but he still took the purse and said.

"Give me the paper."

Hedwig then held the paper in both hands and handed it to the man.

The man glanced at it and put it away, then let Hedwig wait in place, and walked into the campus.

Hadwig was a little worried. She didn't feel sorry for the money. She just didn't know whether it would be successful and whether Siris's paper could be included.

Time passed minute by minute, and finally, an hour later, the man came out of the school side door and found Hedwig.

"This is the paper number, this is the inclusion certificate, and it can be found. If you are worried, you can come to the archives tomorrow to check."

The man said, handing a document to Hedwig.

Hedwig took the document and smiled happily. She carefully put it in her pocket and thanked the man repeatedly.

"Thank you, thank you."

The man told Hedwig not to tell others about this, and then left.

Hedwig looked at the document in her hand. She couldn't read it, but could recognize that her son's name was on it. She looked at it and then finally put it away, pushed the cart, crossed half of Trestan City, and returned to her small home.

Siris has gone out. He has been out frequently recently, and Hedwig has not asked much. After all, Siris has been staying at home and not leaving home for a while ago. Now he is much more normal.

While communicating with his neighbors about what happened recently, Hedwig made supper while making dinner. When the sun set, Sirius returned home.

Without saying a word, he sat at the table, picked up his pen, and wrote and painted on the paper until Hedwig called him to have dinner.

Dinner was very simple, a few slices of bread, a bowl of stewed soup with the remaining meat made from pies, and vegetables. Siris was eating mechanically. Hedwig wanted to tell Siris what she was doing today, but she thought about it and suppressed the idea.

What Sirius is most taboo to do things by relying on improper means. He certainly doesn't like his papers because they are recognized, but only rely on money to enter the archives.

Everything Hedwig did was just regarded as her last trump card. She thought that next month was her son's birthday, and she would tell him the news on that day and give him a surprise.

"What's wrong?"

Sirius seemed a little happy to see his mother, and he asked, putting down the soup bowl full of minced meat.

"No, it's nothing, you eat more meat."
Chapter completed!