Chapter 52 The mysterious letter forwarded by O'Connor
Lin You's visit surprised and delighted Alex, and Alex's parents, Mr. and Mrs. O'Connor, were also surprised.

“Bryce, it’s really you.” Evelin was the first to hug Lin You. “I never believed what they said about you. I didn’t expect… you really haven’t changed at all.”

The elderly Evelyn no longer has the vigor and vitality of her past; she did not participate in the tomb battle against the "Dragon Emperor" and was unable to see Lin You in 1946.

"It's nice to see you again, Evelyn. It seems that both you and Mr. O'Connor are in good health."

Richard O'Connor had been sitting on the sofa without getting up. He slapped his knees in dissatisfaction and said, "You call a loser who can't stand on his legs 'in good health'? If I hadn't waited for the day you agreed to prove that I was not lying, I would have died long ago."

Evelyn sneered, "So what are you going to do, Mr. O'Connor? If you can stand up, are you going to stick your head in the fireplace and burn yourself? But I doubt if you will die if you burn your head, because you have lived so long and your head has never been used; I thought that round thing was dead a long time ago."

The old couple started bickering, completely ignoring the guests. They chattered and got angry like noisy children.

On the other side, after greeting Lin You, Alex took out a huge box from somewhere, brought it back to the living room, and opened it in front of Lin You, revealing two large ancient books stacked together inside.

The Golden Book of the Sun is on top, and the Black Book of the Dead is on the bottom.

"This is what we agreed on. I'm officially handing it over to you today." Alex's voice revealed a sense of relief.

Lin You said sincerely: "Thank you. I know that these two books may bring unexpected troubles at any time; it must not be easy to keep them for decades."

"Actually, the most difficult part is hiding the book from the eyes of little Richard and little Jonathan," Alex said with a smile. "I'm talking about my two grandchildren. They are two naughty little guys. Every time they come to my house, they regard this place as an opportunity for adventure. It's not easy to hide the book under their noses."

"Little Richard and Little Jonathan? Named after your father and uncle?"

"Of course, there's also little Evelyn. That's my daughter, named after her grandmother." Alex pointed to the middle-aged woman who had just sent the two children back to their room and walked back into the living room.

When Alex's daughter, little Evelyn, approached and saw the two books in the box, her face looked a little strange. She asked, "Are you Mr. Bryce, whom my father talked about?"

"Bryce de Forest." Lin You formally introduced his full name.

"Hello, I have known your name since I was a child. But I have always suspected that the so-called time travel is fake."

Lin You did not take it as an offense, but laughed out loud: "You are right, anything related to time seems mysterious and unpredictable. Take me for example, less than 48 hours ago, I was fighting side by side with your grandfather and father in a certain emperor's tomb in China; but for them, more than years had passed when we met again."

"So, how do you time travel? Use a time converter?" Little Evelyn asked.

"You know about the Time-Turner, too?"

"Yes; when I was studying at Hogwarts... You know Hogwarts, right? Of course, you are also a member of the wizarding world, so of course you know it." Little Evelyn asked and explained, "I applied for a time converter when I was in school, but the professor told me that time travel is very dangerous and has many restrictions. It is also limited to only going back a few hours at a time."

"Being able to apply for a time-turner means you must be a top student who is well-liked by the professors in school." Lin You said with a smile, "But my time travel is more mysterious than the time-turner, and is subject to more restrictions; otherwise, I wouldn't have waited more than 40 years to get these two books back."

Little Evelyn looked at the bookcase and hesitated for a moment.

Lin You was very good at observing people's expressions and immediately noticed the other party's abnormality. "Why, do you have any questions about these two books?"

"Actually, I want to ask... are these two books really effective?" Little Evelyn hesitated, "I heard from my father that he used the Black Book of the Dead to revive my grandmother; but..." "So, you also tried to use the Black Book of the Dead, but it didn't work?"

"Yes, but please don't blame her. She didn't abuse it out of curiosity or any other reason." Alex took the initiative to explain, "More than ten years ago, several of her classmates at Hogwarts died in the war, and she has always hoped to use the Black Book of the Dead to save them."

"Is it the wizarding war that the Dark Lord started?" Considering little Evelyn's emotions, Lin You temporarily changed the way he addressed Voldemort.

"Yes."

"That's no wonder." Lin You explained gently, "Although these two scriptures are extremely powerful, they are absolutely limited by region and religion; many magic spells cannot be effective in the UK or on British wizards."

"Why?" Three generations of the O'Connor family pricked up their ears.

"In fact, this is a bit like the territorial and personal principles in judicial jurisdiction." Lin You explained, "Take the magic of summoning the souls of the dead for example; it can only summon souls from the underworld in ancient Egyptian mythology.

British wizards are neither believers of ancient Egyptian gods nor died in Egypt or in a land deeply influenced by ancient Egyptian culture, so their souls naturally will not remain in the underworld of ancient Egyptian mythology.

“So that’s how it is.” Little Evelin was sad.

In an atmosphere of either sadness or enlightenment, Alex suddenly remembered something, and quickly took out an envelope from the gap between two books and the bookcase and handed it to Lin You.

"Someone asked me to give this to you," Alex said with a hint of surprise. "We have kept it for more than 40 years, along with these two books."

"For me? Who sent it?" Lin You was confused.

"I don't know." Alex shrugged helplessly. "When my parents and I came back from China, we found this letter in our mailbox. The postmark was from the local post office, but there was no signature."

Lin You took the envelope and looked at it. The address on the postmark was a local post office in Oxfordshire, and the date was exactly the same day when the Battle of the Tomb broke out in 1946.

Look at the words on the envelope again: Please forward to Bryce, 1991.

"Have you read it? What does it say?" Lin You was not in a hurry to open the package.

Alex scratched his brow awkwardly: "You know, our family is a little... how should I put it, too curious?"

The elder O'Connors almost synchronized their son's embarrassed expressions.

Lin You didn't care. The fact that the O'Connor family had opened the letter proved that the letter itself should not be risky.

There was only a piece of letter paper in the envelope, and on the paper was written a sentence: "Calypso's Hut, fate has found you."

　Second update, sorry for being late. My cold symptoms are still not getting better.

　　Dear book friends, it's a new week again. Who can you vote for? Why not leave it with me? ^_^
　　

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