"Harry!" Old Madam Brown had never been angry with Harry before, but this time... Old Madam Brown's face had fallen.
Harry glanced at Old Madam Brown. He had always listened to her and been well-behaved, knowing when to read between the lines... Whenever Old Madam Brown's expression changed slightly, Harry would immediately obey.
But this time... He dared to speak to Grace Gordon, ignoring Old Madam Brown's expression: "Aunt... Wilbert's thoughts are all written in the journal! You'll know once you read it..."
Grace Gordon smiled at Harry and said, "Wait... I'll read it when I have time later."
Harry was a little disappointed but did not insist on Grace Gordon.
His disappointment was obvious on his beautiful face... His gaze never left the journal.
Chloe Spencer was already carrying a fruit juice over, placing it in front of Harry, and then standing quietly on the side.