[HP Fred] I was the school belle at Hogwarts

Warning: George's extra story involves too many elements, the plot is complicated and the perspective is confusing. It may be a bit sadistic, so be careful before entering! ! ! !

——Never fall in love with someone at the age of 17, because you can’t get that person and you can’t forget it.

"Zhengtu" - Magpie's most influential Magic Network game.

With as many as 50000 daily active users, it is now a popular magic game for everyone.

As one of the producers of this game, Mr. George Fred basically spends half of his time in "Journey" every day.

Recently, Fred was newly married and his focus shifted from work to family, while George shared more of the responsibilities of the joke shop and Magpie.

He basically made his home in the attic above the joke shop. Except for a few days at Christmas when he went back to live in the shantytown, he spent the rest of the time in the shop.

Because of Sigrid's sudden suggestion, it took him and Fred two years to design a huge and complex world view in the game. Just as she hoped, wizards, goblins, werewolves, giants, etc. have all become Teammates who can form a team and fight side by side freely.

Hard work pays off. In less than a year since its release, the game "Zhengtu" has become Magpie's biggest cash cow. It has gained huge attention and influence in the entire wizarding world, and won them another Merlin Award. Secondary badge.

The Weasley brothers did not forget their original promise. Using Sigrid's face as a model, the strongest NPC in "Journey" - the Blessed Goddess was born.

He holds the scepter of Hermes in his hand, which controls the life and death of all living beings; he wears a double snake crown on his head, symbolizing the wheel of fortune.

In this way, the guardian of the Blessed Goddess has become the belief and journey of countless warriors on the land of Asgard.

Magic World, the temple on the top of Asgard.

"Team" Little Witch Ruth: Captain, Captain, when do we have to wait, will God G really come?

The "team" lifts your skull: it will definitely come. God G is the most devout believer of the Blessed Goddess on the journey. He comes to "pray" every day.

"Team" Little Witch Ruth: "Pray"? Isn’t this something only newbies do? Praying to the goddess every day can only gain 200 experience and 10 points of energy. I stopped doing it after level 20. Does the God G who ranks first in the server value this experience and energy?

"Team" lifts your skull: ╮(‵▽′)╭So God G is the most devout believer of the goddess!

Two gamers were chatting about the powerful and mysterious God G. Suddenly, a blue light flashed in front of them, and a young man dressed as a black wizard, with most of his face hidden in a black cloak, appeared in front of the temple, followed closely behind him. The young woman whose face is covered with gauze is his iconic patron saint.

"Team" Little Witch Ruth: Ahhhhh! God G is really here! Let’s take a screenshot of the group photo first.

"Team" raises your skull: I said God G will definitely appear!

"Team" Little Witch Ruth: Captain, when are we going to invite God G to form a team?

The "team" lifts your skull: after he finishes praying, if you interrupt his prayer, God G will definitely "attack" you.

In the game, George comes to the temple with his patron saint to "pray" as usual.

The Blessed Goddess held the scepter in her hand and stood in front of the temple with the holy light shining, as if she had been waiting for him for a long time.

George's game character green poses in a praying pose:

——The Lord of war and victory, the symbol of love and beauty, the witness of all the fate of Asgard.

You are my Lord, my direction, the answer to my life, and all my hope. I pray that you will always be with you on the journey.

"I and the light are with you"

The goddess tapped her cane, and a warm current surged into her heart...

After finishing the prayer, George's game character sat on the ground. His patron saint girl was bending down and looking at him curiously and blinking her eyes. George touched her head and pulled her to sit down.

"George~" She put her arm on George's arm affectionately, and together they watched the Blessed Goddess in front of the temple busy giving "blessings" to every believer.

Sigrid belonged to Fred, the Blessed Goddess belonged to every believer in Asgard, and it took him a year to finally have a girl who belonged to him.

She has the same face and voice as Sigrid. Although she still only knows some simple words and conversations due to technical problems, George is full of confidence.

As long as he is given time, he can recreate another Sigrid in the game world.

Sigrid was not tied to anyone, she belonged solely to him.

The two players who were standing aside and peeping were so excited to wait.

"Team" Little Witch Ruth: Captain, is God G still okay? Can I go strike up a conversation now? ? ? t_t

"Team" lifts your skull: It's not enough. The person who hooked up with the master was killed at level 2 last time.

"Team" Little Witch Ruth:⊙⊙! God G is so gentle to his patron saint.

"Team" lifts your skull: We all use the patron saint as a human shield, God G uses the patron saint as a lover...

"Team" Little Witch Ruth: If I had such a beautiful guardian angel, I wouldn't be willing to use her to resist damage! By the way, is she the first humanoid patron saint in the server?

"Team" lifts your skull: That's right! Who would choose a human being as the patron saint except God G? All attributes will drop by 50, resulting in blood loss.

"Team" Little Witch Ruth: Oh, that's it! I'm still 2 levels away from reaching level 100, and I can have a patron saint!

"Team" raises your skull: Don't imitate G God. People are so strong that they don't need to be protected. Just choose the animal with the highest compatibility.

"Team" Little Witch Ruth: Hey, don't you think the patron saint of God G looks like the Blessed Goddess? ? ? The more I look at them, the more they look like each other!

"Team" lifts your skull:? ? ? ? ?

"Team" lifts your skull: Damn, just by looking at the eyes, they are exactly the same! ! ! ! If this is posted to a game forum, we will definitely be trending.

"Team" Little Witch Ruth: It's a pity that we can't see what the patron saint looks like under the veil...

George was about to log off after finishing today's daily routine, but two players appeared in front of him, one in giant form and one in Veela form.

[Nearby] Little Witch Ruth: God G, please bring me (=▽=)

"Nearby" raises your skull: God G, can you team up with us to clear the "Dark Forest" copy? We have failed 4 times, and if we fail again, we will be cooled down for 30 days.

[Nearby] Little Witch Ruth: (≧w≦) Please, please!

"Nearby" lifts your skull: If you pass the dungeon, you will be rewarded for picking first. If you don't like it, we can convert it into gold coins and exchange it for you.

"Nearby" green: I'm looking for a power booster, but I don't have time.

"Nearby" raises your skull: I haven't passed the dungeon yet... You are still the best in this server... π_π

"Nearby" green:_Come on.

[Nearby] Little Witch Ruth: Don't, don't, don't go, for the sake of the Blessed Goddess, please! Great God!

[Nearby] Little Witch Ruth: Do you want "Amber Gold"? Our legion can collect,

The player's little witch Ruth drops 100 pieces of "Amber Gold".

Player green picked up 100 pieces of "Amber Gold".

"Nearby" green: At 7 o'clock tonight, the "Dark Forest" portal. I want 8526 more.

After green disappeared, the two players withdrew their attention gifts.

"Team" raises your skull: Sister, why are you so awesome? ? ?

[Team] Little Witch Ruth: Isn’t the Great God the guardian angel of babies? I thought of "amber gold".

"Team" lifts your skull: Damn, why didn't I expect that "Amber Gold" can improve the spiritual power of the patron saint, and 80 must be obtained in team battles. The great god has never joined the legion, and there is no way to find so much Amber Gold. !

[Team] Little Witch Ruth: (＾◇＾) I have made a contribution, please praise me! ! ! ! !

"Team" raises your skull: It's necessary, I'll ask the legion to give you a team leader Dangdang, come on, if you have the ability to let a great person join our legion, you will be the deputy leader!

After leaving the temple, George's game character fought alone in the "Red Lotus Hell". The demons that surrounded him for several times almost overwhelmed him. He waved his wand in a vented manner, and +100, +200 experience points and random drops kept popping up above his head. With the reward, the annoyance in my heart also dissipated.

He's not in a great mood lately because it's almost Christmas!

This means that he must go home, face Fred and Sigrid calmly, and face the fate of being forced to marry by his mother.

Fortunately, he has already found a female companion for himself to bring back to the Burrow for Christmas this year, Scarlett Ollivander, the granddaughter of the old man's cousin Ollivander. She is currently working as an apprentice for him in the shop, and he has made an arrangement with her.

Miss Ollivander has a sweet appearance but is mature and stable, with a bold personality. She is a very business-minded girl. Her only shortcoming may be that she is nosy——

"George, dinner is ready!" Scarlett knocked on the door symbolically and pushed in.

Sure enough, George was in "Journey."

She shook her head, she was so addicted to the Internet...

"Eat it while it's hot, your favorite pumpkin pie." She patted George on the shoulder.

"Can you put it on the table? I'll eat it later, thank you!" George's attention was focused on his brain, he moved his stiff shoulders and quietly avoided the hand.

Scarlett couldn't hide her disappointment and took back her hand and sat next to George.

Obviously, she wanted to have a few words with him.

"George, is there anything you want for Christmas?"

"...Blow the bubble gum, I like that!" He replied instantly.

This gift is too perfunctory...is it appropriate?

"Can't you quit the game first?"

"Of course, but I have to finish this round. I can easily be reported if I quit midway."

Scarlett waited in silence for a few minutes, while the boy still focused all his attention on his brain.

She quietly stood up and exited the room.

Scarlett leaned against the closed door and sighed...

A month ago, Scarlett became an apprentice at the busiest trick shop in Diagon Alley, and gradually became familiar with George, one of the owners.

This boy is handsome and humorous, and he is willing to spend money and respond to her requests. She naturally thinks that he is pursuing her. However, when she was full of expectations and thought that George was going to confess to her, the other party ruthlessly shattered her girlish dream.

"Scarlett, would you like to be my female companion temporarily before Christmas is over?"

"???" Scarlett's eyes widened: "For now?"

"I need a companion for Christmas, would you like to help?"

Scarlett is full of doubts, pretending to be her girlfriend? Where is the promised confession?

Her mind was blank at the time, she just said she would think about it and then ran away.

Three days later, Scarlett returned to the trick shop and agreed to this ridiculous proposal.

Scarlett comforted herself that George didn't have a girlfriend. This was a good opportunity. If he liked it, he should take the initiative!

In this way, she stayed with George as his "girlfriend".

She shook her hair to wake herself from the memory.

It was better to buy a Christmas gift for George. She recalled the decorations in George's bedroom and felt that he would definitely like this gift.

"Quidditch Sports Products Store", Scarlett was heartbroken and asked the boss to wrap up the broom she selected, fill in the delivery address and delivery time, then stuff the carefully prepared Christmas card into the package, and finally left with satisfaction. .

"Hi! What's your relationship with George Weasley?"

A pleasant female voice came from the side.

Scarlett turned her head and saw a beautiful young lady looking at her with a smile.

Scarlett didn't like her rude and frivolous look, and said perfunctorily: "This has nothing to do with you. I'm sorry, I have to leave, please give way!"

"Why doesn't it matter? I'm the Christmas companion George Weasley brought home last year!" The lady winked at her.

predecessor? Scarlett suppressed her unhappiness and avoided her.

The lady looked at her background and said, "If I guess correctly, you are his chosen Christmas companion this year, right?"

Scarlett's fists clenched unconsciously;

No, she can't deal with this crazy woman,

If she really had any doubts, George should explain it to her personally.

"I advise you not to buy him too expensive gifts, and don't be too concerned about him. You will definitely be hurt in the end!"

Scarlett acted as if she couldn't hear him and quickened her pace.

Scarlett returned to the trick shop, and there were still customers coming one after another. She quickly got busy with the others.

At 10 o'clock, the "Closed" sign was finally hung outside the door, and Scarlett said goodbye to the other two helpers.

"Scarlett, won't you go back with me?"

"I have something to do with George, you go back first, Sasha!"

"Okay, I wish you a happy date~"

Scarlett went upstairs and knocked on the attic door, but there was no response.

"George?" Scarlett opened the door tentatively.

The room was dark, with only a warm lamp on the desk.

George covered his eyebrows with one arm and leaned on the bed.

"Asleep?" Scarlett asked softly.

George didn't respond.

Scarlett felt soft in her heart. He was still like a child sometimes, so why didn't he lie down well while sleeping?

Scarlett stepped forward and covered him with the quilt. Looking at his flamboyant red hair, she couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke it.

"..." George's figure flashed and he turned over and lay on the bed.

Scarlett withdrew her hand that was still caressing her and lowered her eyelids.

George seems to be very sensitive to physical contact. As long as she makes any intimate movements, he will subconsciously avoid it.

According to the current progress, when will they be able to fake it for real?

Scarlett straightened up, and her eyes unconsciously fell on the writing table, where there was a pile of parchment piled densely, with scrawled and revised experimental data on it, and the title was a big word - Good Mood Bubble Machine.

Blow bubbles and all the good memories will turn into bubbles and surround you.

oh? Is this George's new invention...or is it a Christmas gift for her?

She had hinted to him that she would like to receive handmade gifts.

With a hint of joy in Scarlett's heart, she carefully restored the parchment to its original shape before tiptoeing out of the room.

"Good night...George."

On Christmas Eve, Scarlett put on the new clothes she had prepared, and smiled with satisfaction when she heard the mirror say to her: "You are so radiant today, even the Weasley brat's eyes will go straight when he saw it!"

At six o'clock, the doorbell rang. Scarlett ran to open the door excitedly. She calmed down at the door and opened the door.

"Scarlett, you look beautiful today." George stood in front of her in a straight suit.

"You are handsome today too!" Scarlett smiled, she was very satisfied with George's attention to today.

George briefly introduced the family he would meet tonight on Christmas Eve before taking her to Apparate to the Burrow.

As soon as the doorbell was pressed, the door was pulled open, and a man exactly like George appeared in the door.

Fred Weasley!

Of course she knew him, although when she went to work as an apprentice at the trick shop, she happened to catch up with Fred's wedding and honeymoon. She had been away for half a year. This was actually the first time she met George's brother.

"Hi, George! I miss you so much. This is the first time I have been separated from you for so long~" Even in front of his younger brother's female companion, Fred did not restrain his abundant feelings and hugged George. .

George hugged back and then introduced his female companion to Fred: "Scarlett Ollivander, my female companion!"

Fred greeted George's female companion with a smile, "Good evening, Miss Ollivander, I hope you have a wonderful night~"

Scarlett was about to formally meet George's brother, but was suddenly interrupted by a female voice.

"Fred, is George here?"

Fred immediately turned around and stretched out his hand to the visitor, and the two leaned close to each other.

Scarlett looked at the lady next to Fred and was speechless for a moment in surprise.

omg! Not the one who appears in posters and Magic Network advertisements, but the real Stewart, the trend-setter in the witch fashion world, the goddess who has fascinated countless wizards and wizards, and she actually lives in the same room.

"Hi George, long time no see~ You have worked hard these past few months!"

"Is this your female companion?"

"Long time no see, Sigrid."

George put his hand on Scarlett's shoulder and introduced with a smile: "This lady is Scarlett Ollivander."

Scarlett was flattered and looked at the fingers on her shoulders with her peripheral vision. He hugged me? ? ? ? I was actually a little nervous.

"Hello, Miss Ollivander~ I'm Stuart."

Facing the extended hand, Scarlett raised her hand and shook it lightly, and met the famous man face to face.

"George, come in quickly! We're back early today!" Fred pulled Sigrid out of the way so that George and his female companion could come in.

Scarlett followed George in. His brothers and sisters were all in the living room. She greeted them one by one and sat down to listen to everyone chatting.

"George, take a long vacation over Christmas and go out with Miss Ollivander! Let Fred also fulfill the responsibilities of a boss." Sigrid suggested.

Before Scarlett could recover from being suddenly called out, Fred was the first to protest, "Sil, you've only been married for half a year, are you tired of me already?"

Fred looked hurt and leaned his head on Sigrid's shoulder, "I'm so sad..."

Sigrid shrugged helplessly and secretly complained to George: "He is, well, annoying~" After saying that, she focused her eyes on the "annoying spirit" in her mouth.

Scarlett couldn't help but snicker, they have such a good relationship~

She couldn't help but look at George next to her, and found that he smiled and lowered his head. Following George's peripheral vision, she noticed the clasped fingers of the newlyweds opposite.

A layer of doubt arose in her mind. George had been very uncomfortable since returning to the Burrow. Isn't this his home?

After sitting for a while, several brothers from the Weasley family and their female companions arrived, all of them looking beautiful. Scarlett secretly felt lucky that she had dressed up well for today.

Mrs. Weasley was very approachable, especially when she saw her, her eyes lit up. She immediately gave her a warm hug and asked about her and George's situation. This made Scarlett very uncomfortable. Fortunately, George saved her in time. Got her.

"Mom, let me take Scarlett to visit my bedroom!"

As he said that, he pulled her upstairs.

On the third floor, George let her go and opened the door.

"Come in and sit for a while!" George walked in first.

Scarlett followed. It was not big inside and had all the internal organs. Everything was in pairs. It was obvious from a glance that the twins had a good relationship.

It was originally a very ambiguous atmosphere for a man and a woman to live together in the same room. Unfortunately, George just sat at the desk, tinkering with the small objects in his hands, as if he really just took her out for some quiet time.

Scarlett stood at the table and looked at his focused look, and suddenly remembered the strange woman she met at the "Quidditch Sports Products Store". Last Christmas, that woman also came to the Burrow for Christmas like her?

She was suddenly eager to confirm their relationship. She couldn't wait any longer. She wanted to prove that she was different from that woman.

She leaned forward.

George turned his head to avoid it and looked up at her inexplicably.

Scarlett looked directly into George's eyes, her serious look hard to ignore.

"George, I want to kiss you."

"I said, we are only temporary." George sighed.

"George, is it really impossible for us?" Scarlett still asked.

"Sorry, Scarlett, I didn't want to hurt you!" George lowered his head without looking at her.

"Why don't you give us a chance? You clearly know that I didn't agree to be your 'Christmas girlfriend' just for your gifts and gold galleons!" At the end of the sentence, she even shouted excitedly.

George didn't explain anything and looked up at her calmly: "I'm sorry."

"Do you have someone you like?" Scarlett asked reluctantly.

George didn't answer her, and Scarlett just took it as his acquiescence.

"I really don't understand you. If there is someone you like, why don't you chase her? It makes me fantasize, but you are indifferent."

Scarlett whispered with red eyes: "I'm sorry too, I may not be able to stay here any longer."

Scarlett rushed out of the room, ran downstairs, and left the Burrow despite Mrs. Weasley's shouts and everyone's doubts.

George stood up and leaned against the window sill, watching her retreating back...

Answer her in my heart: Scarlett, not everything you like can be expressed.

Amid everyone's confusion, George went downstairs and simply explained: "Sorry, we just broke up."

Molly almost ran away, but luckily Arthur held her back, "Eat first, eat first, today is a happy day!"

Finally spent another Christmas Eve, everyone happily decorated the Christmas tree and had dinner, and no one mentioned the accident just now.

Fred and Sigrid left that night because they were going to Stewart Manor to spend Christmas there.

Before setting off, Fred looked at George hesitantly, but in the end he just patted him heavily on the shoulder and said, "Let's have a good chat the day after tomorrow."

Early the next morning, George was stopped by his mother again as he was about to go back to the store.

Molly touched George's hair tenderly, then took a deep breath and said, "George, I hope you can find the girl you love and get married like the other brothers."

Molly kissed George's forehead lovingly, but resisted the temptation to warn with a straight face: "If you bring a girl over next Christmas to perfuse me, don't blame me for spanking you until your butt is red in front of a group of brothers!"

George hugged his mother back and smiled bitterly.

Mom, I will never be able to marry the girl I love in this life.

Scarlett was drinking beer one glass at a time at the Leaky Cauldron. She actually had fantasies about George now, even if he didn't chase her out when she left.

"Have you fallen in love?" A wine glass reached over and touched his own glass.

She raised her head to look at the person who came, and when several shadows overlapped, she saw her clearly. It was that strange woman again - claiming to be George's "Christmas girlfriend" last year.

"Are you sad? I was sadder than you at that time!" The strange woman sat down next to her, minding her own business.

"I don't understand what you're talking about." She moved aside.

"Don't you want to know why he rejected you? Don't you want to know who he likes?" The strange woman looked at her with bright eyes, sure that she would be interested.

Scarlett couldn't deny that she was indeed moved.

The world was spinning for a while, and the strange woman pulled her and apparated to a house.

"Don't be afraid, this is my home!"

"I don't want to hurt you, I just share the same fate and don't want you to get into too deep!"

The strange woman winked playfully at her who raised her wand vigilantly, then took off her coat and walked upstairs.

"Come with me, I have something to show you!"

Perhaps because of the alcohol, Scarlett actually lowered her guard against her and followed her upstairs.

They finally stopped in front of a pensieve. "This is a memory of mine. The answer you want to know is inside."

Scarlett stuck her head in as if she was bewitched.

She returned to a familiar place - George's bedroom in the trick shop.

A female voice came from far away: "George Weasley, after I discovered the secret, do you still want to deceive yourself?"

"Gianna, can you leave?" George's voice followed closely, and then a cabinet was opened, and George clamped a woman's arm with one hand and pulled her out.

Gianna?

Scarlett saw her face clearly. It turned out that the strange woman was called Gianna? What made her more curious than that woman was that there was actually a darkroom in George's room?

Scarlett was about to go in to see what she found in the darkroom, but was stunned by what Gianna said next.

"How exciting that George Weasley is actually in love with his twin brother's fiancée."

"Your sweetheart is downstairs right now. Do you want me to help you call her up? Let her also visit your darkroom so that she can know how much you covet her!"

With that said, he made a show of pushing the door open and going out.

George's face was livid, and he pulled Gianna back rudely, "I'm warning you, stay away from her!"

Scarlett opened her mouth in surprise. She looked at George as if she had just met him today, such a sharp and cold George.

Scarlett walked stiffly into the dark room they were talking about. The dim light came in, and a 2000% new "Guang Lun " broke into two halves and lay alone on the ground.

The table was littered with small objects, toys, scarves, candies, everything... She curiously opened a stack of cards tied into a bow with a green hairband.

They were all Christmas cards, and the ones who sent them all had the same name.

——yoursss

Scarlett held the bottom photo in her hand. In the photo, Stuart was sleeping sweetly on the sofa. In vain, he stretched out a slender finger belonging to a man with clear bones, as if he wanted to help the sleeping person push the disobedient strand of hair behind the ear, but as soon as the fingertip touched her cheek, he stopped like an electric shock. .

Is this why you rejected me, George?

Scarlett recalled her first meeting with Stuart at the door on Christmas Eve, and she couldn't connect George with her.

On the other side, Gianna shook off George and broke away: "Let me go!"

Scarlett was pulled back by her sharp voice, and saw Gianna looking directly at George with red eyes, smiling so warmly: "I always thought I was pitiful, but now I realize that you are even more pitiful. I wish you happiness in this life." Love her!"

For a while, the world was spinning, and Scarlett left Gianna's memory. She didn't even know how she got home.

The next day, she woke up among a pile of gifts.

She got up and rummaged for a long time before she found the gift signed George Weasley. Scarlett held her breath and opened the gift box. It turned out to be a limited edition brooch from Medusa. The purple gemstone on it is dazzling, showing the great value of the gift.

But Scarlett just wanted to laugh and laugh at herself for being so sentimental. How could he make a gift for her with his own hands? The "Good Mood Bubble Machine" that once made her happy should now be lying in Miss Stewart's pile of gifts.

After George spent Christmas, he began to focus more on "Journey". He didn't want to wait any longer. He would soon have a Sigrid of his own.

After accumulating enough "Amber Gold", George opened the designed magic array and watched "sigrid" walk into the center of the array.

"Wait for me, George~" She raised her eyes and looked at him seriously.

The magic array started to operate, and all the forces in the game converged towards the array. The energy was beyond imagination, and the entire "Journey" players were confused.

[World]aabhn: Damn it, what’s going on?

[World] Chivalry: Isn't "Journey" overloaded and about to explode?

[World] Babble: The coordinates are the Temple of Anubis, and I heard that countless energies are gathering there.

George watched "sigrid" floating in the array. The entire magic array was rotating at high speed, and he couldn't even see clearly what was going on inside.

Between the lightning and flint, there was lightning and thunder.

A bad premonition came. George controlled his game character to reach for the "sigrid" in the magic circle, but was ejected with a "bang". In the blink of an eye, the game character was left with a few drops of residual blood.

"No - no!" George struggled to get up and watched the magic circle he had been studying for a year explode.

"Sigrid!" He rolled and crawled into the formation, but he couldn't even touch a corner of her clothes. Where did my Sigrid go?

George tremblingly opened the properties of his game character and clicked on "Patron Saint"

Patron Saint: Humanoid Patron Saint

Name:sigrid

Level:S level

Status: Dead.

dead?

George stared at the row of attributes and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

The "sigrid" who has been with him for 4 years is gone?

The "Guardian Saint" who accompanied him for countless days and nights to fight monsters, see the scenery, and pray would never appear again...

George felt more desperate than ever. He had no courage to stay here any longer.

[Warning] Player green, are you sure you want to log out of your game account? (Note: Once confirmed, the player's data will be permanently cleared.)

George chose [OK] without hesitation

The next moment, he appeared on the login interface. His account green was already in the past tense, and he stayed on the land of Asgard with "sigrid".

After returning to reality, George's mind went blank, only the shattered "sigrid" was replayed over and over again.

Without even realizing it, he actually disapparated and stood at Fred and Sigrid's new residence, Rose Manor.

"Master George, you are here!" The elf Dolly appeared in an instant and opened the door.

George followed her into the small castle-like manor. Before he could open the door, it opened from inside.

"George? It's really you!"

"How did you come?"

When George saw Sigrid, he stopped as if he had woken up from a dream. Yes, why am I here? I shouldn't have come...

"Are you looking for Fred?"

"He should be at Magpie right now!"

Sigrid opened the door and wanted to invite George to come in and sit down.

George took a step back and said angrily: "Yes, I forgot! I went directly to him."

Under Sigrid's worried gaze, George left the Rose Manor. It would be more appropriate to say he "ran away".

Standing outside Rose Manor, he breathed a sigh of relief and secretly cursed himself for being a fool.

Just as he was about to leave, a soft little thing hugged his calf behind him.

"Dad, help me, I blew up my mother's dressing room..."

Little girl?

George lowered his head and found a tearful little girl holding his calf and crying.

George couldn't help laughing: "Whose kid are you? Why are you here alone?"

After hearing this, the little girl felt even more aggrieved, "Dad, don't you want me too? Woohoo..."

George couldn't help but squat down. The little girl was very short, probably about three years old. Her big green eyes were very eye-catching.

George picked her up and asked in a low voice: "What's your name? I'll take you home!"

"Dad hates..."

"My name is Ella Weasley. I am three and a half years old. My father's name is George Weasley and my mother's name is Sigrid Stewart. My home is here."

Ella raised her fleshy finger and pointed at the deserted yard opposite Rose Manor.

George was stunned. Fred had bought this together and said that he would continue to be a neighbor when he got married.

George fixed his eyes firmly on this little girl and found that her facial features were as delicate as a miniature version of Sigrid, and her hair was indeed as bold and red as his.

What exactly is going on?

George inexplicably brought little Ella, who was clinging to him like an octopus, back to the trick shop. When he entered the door, he saw Fred walking towards him: "George, are you looking for me? Sigrid told you to go The manor."

Before George could speak, little Ella, who was in his arms, turned her head to face Fred and whispered in his ear: "I hate him. He always uses candy to trick me into calling him daddy."

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuori, the bad uncle doesn’t pay attention to me anymore.”

"You all don't want little Ella anymore... I'm so pitiful..."

Little Ella hugged his neck and gasped, while Fred across from him seemed not to be able to see the little girl in his arms.

Evil door.

George was full of questions and could only send Fred away first, "Oh, Dobby said there is an order that needs to be signed. Can you hurry up? I have already signed it."

"Okay." Fred nodded doubtfully.

"Are you sure it's okay to hide it from me?" He looked suspiciously at George, who looked unhappy.

"Don't hide anything from me. I'm really afraid that one day you will suddenly come back with the child and I won't even know who the real mother is."

"..." George was speechless for a while. Could Fred really not see the little girl in his arms?

George confirmed repeatedly through the clerk and customers, and finally confirmed that only he could see the little girl in his arms.

George put her on his bed and coaxed: "Tell me now, why did you suddenly appear here?"

Ella twisted and said: "I told you, I blew up my mother's dressing room with your "slime eggs." "

"I am your father?"

"Yes, dad is very good to me, except for one thing."

"You never call me baby~"

George didn't even know that he could talk so speculatively with a little girl of unknown origin.

"Huh? Why?"

"Because you said you only have one Amber, and that's your mother!"

"How come, you are my baby too~"

"Shh, just keep it in your heart, don't say it out loud, or mommy will get beaten if she hears you!" Ella covered his mouth and looked around, fearing that her mother would suddenly open the door and come in the next second.

George was amused by her little adult appearance. Although he felt that the little girl's appearance was like a dream, he hopelessly didn't want to wake up.

He then asked about Ella’s father, mother and her in her memory.

From the memory of little Ella, it seems that a different present has been pieced together - he and Sigrid are married, and they have a smart and beautiful little angel.

Ella lived in the trick shop like this. She was well-behaved most of the time, except sometimes she would cry hoarsely and ask for her mother.

Only when the little girl was crying was George unable to do anything, he would carry her to Fred's house as a guest.

It was a pity that Sigrid couldn't see Ella who was holding her lap and crying for her mother.

Ella looked aggrievedly at her mother who turned a blind eye to her and gently teased her little brother in her arms. She huddled in George's arms and cried:

"I destroyed my mother's dressing room. Is she still angry with me?"

"I've already apologized..."

"Why is mom with the bad uncle?"

"Mom is really too much. She clearly said that she is dad's baby, and I am mom's baby. She gave birth to a younger brother, and now she doesn't want me..."

George patted her back gently and put the little tearful person to sleep.

After two visits, Ella never mentioned looking for mommy again. She only muttered "Mommy" at night and huddled in his arms.

For the next three years, George became a "single father", which gradually helped him come out of the despair of losing "sigrid" in the game.

Ella is so good. Whenever Sleepy comes to play in the store, she will hide and wait until they leave before coming back with red eyes. She is completely different from the jealous and rebellious children of the same age.

He held her in his arms as usual, and Ella only called him "Daddy" over and over again, never mentioning the happy family of three, which made George's heart softer. Whether she was an illusion or real, he decided Protect her forever and give her double love and security.

But what worries George is that Ella seems to be stuck at three and a half years old forever. Sleepy is already half her head over her younger brother, and 7-year-old Ella is still a little kid who can only hug his knees.

One morning, Ella crawled out of his arms and called him softly.

"Dad, Dad?"

George woke up with a start and quickly picked up Ella.

"what happened, Babe?"

Ella tugged at his sleeve.

"I was dreaming, Dad!"

"There is a voice that keeps calling me. I seem to be going back..."

Ella cried so embarrassingly that her snot and tears rubbed on George's pajamas. George could only comfort her helplessly: "Don't you want to go back? There are parents who love you there and there are bad uncles you like?"

She spoke like a little adult: "Yes! But I also want to be with daddy... When I leave, you will be alone..."

George felt empty in his heart...

Yes, what would he do if even Ella left?

"Dad, will you go with me?" Ella looked at him with tears in her eyes.

George nodded without even realizing it.

The vast majority of people in this world believe because they see, but a very small number of people see because they believe.

When Ella took George's hand and returned to the next door to Rose Manor, the abandoned yard there was actually renovated, and his and Sigrid's names were engraved on the sign at the door.

Ella took George's hand and pushed open the door.

A beam of light surrounded them, and when the beam disappeared, George was no longer where he was.

He felt light and airy as he followed Ella up the long, seemingly endless steps until he stopped in front of a familiar and quaint door.

Ella let go of his hand and disappeared with a pop.

He looked at his hands being let go, Ella's last words echoing in his ears.

"Dad, I'll wait for you in the future!"

George pushed open the door without hesitation, and there was a lot of excitement inside. It turned out to be the hall of Hogwarts Castle where he had graduated long ago.

Fred stood up and waved to him from a distance. He still looked immature. Was he 13 years old?

Fred interrupted his thinking: "Where have you been? The sorting ceremony is about to begin!" "It's crazy, Georgie, can you believe it? Harry Potter is also a freshman this year!"

He said pointing out Potter's location to him.

George found his "future" along the line of freshmen lined up in the middle of the corridor. With just one glance, all kinds of tenderness filled his heart.

He made a promise to himself: I will definitely chase her in this life.