HP Hogwarts, a piece of daily life

Draco looked at Lin An and didn't speak for a long time.

Lin An waited for a while, looking at the young man who was staring at him with gray-blue eyes, a strange feeling also passed through his heart.

She asked, "What's the matter?"

Draco shook his head: "I just think...you seem to have seen better things."

"Are Muggles all that great these days?"

At this moment, Lin An was really stunned.

Draco seemed to have thought about it for a long time.

"You are very interested in magic, but only interested. You are not too nostalgic about your current life, you are calmly weighing the advantages and disadvantages of Muggle life and magical life—"

"Lin An, is it because you have seen a better life?"

Lin An was speechless for a while.

She has always felt that this is a spoiled child beside her, sometimes cute, sometimes villainous, of course, more cute and caring.

But I never thought that the little boy gradually grew up, and he also had a keenness far beyond that of an adult.

But how would she answer?

Can she say that she traveled through time after 30 years?Can she say that in her previous life she was on the verge of success?

When big data records everything, smartphones occupy half of life, entertainment is everywhere, and transportation is convenient and vast...

When she has experienced such a life, how can she look at broomsticks and Avada Kedavra objectively?

In the corner of the lounge, there were students talking about Quidditch everywhere, with a transparent crystal dome above their heads.

The huge body of the octopus slid across the top, and the dark green velvet curtain hung down, and the gold and silver embroidery threads on it were intertwined with the luxurious brilliance of the nobles.

Today, the flames hung by golden chains are light yellow, very cute.

Under such bright light, Draco's light golden hair was almost white, with a cold metallic color.

But only Lin An knew that his hair was thin, soft and fluffy, and it was cleaned and refreshed better than anyone else.

And his gray-blue eyes are like the edge of the sky on the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain that is lightly covered by white clouds.

It's not that deep, and it's not that clear, but you just need to watch quietly, and the world will become vast.

——That is the bright color of the East.

Under such gaze, she nodded slightly.

"Yes. I've seen a better life."

"Everything I'm trying to do now is to prepare for a better life."

"So...Draco, sorry, I'm a bit more of a Muggle favorite now. I'd even like to go back to my home country after graduation, if possible."

Draco pursed his lips.

After a long time, he said softly, "But aren't you a mixed race?"

Lin An's appearance, with such deep facial features, is not a common appearance of oriental people.

In Draco's eyes, Orientals are roughly like Ravenclaw's Qiu Zhang, with round faces and smooth lines, but slightly flattened.

Lin An smiled: "My heart is still Chinese."

"However," perhaps because Draco's melancholy and loss were too obvious, she laughed again:

"My heart will not change, but it's too early to say what my future direction will be."

This is not perfunctory.

For example, now, Lin An has explored the mysteries and wonders of magic. Potions, spells, and magic instruments are all very interesting. Who can say for sure what will happen in the future?

Magic is really fun!

Draco felt her sincere attitude, and his frown slowly relaxed.

The light from the dome shone, and the two blushes on his overly fair face were also very obvious.

"Maybe...I mean..."

He was a little shy and a little nervous:

"My dad sent me some Chinese food, I don't know if it's good enough..."

"Perhaps you would like to try it?"