Harry Potter and the Elf Witch

To dear Stica:

I was very bored here in Australia, one banquet after another for the Australian Ministry of Magic officials.The people here are boring, even though they are very enthusiastic.But there is no pure-blood wizard family here, and there are no pure-blood wizards, they seem to come from all over the world.Heh, this is simply a paradise for Muggle wizards and half-bloods.I really don't understand why I'm the only one who needs to come to Australia.But none of you came, the two idiots Gore and Crabbe can still travel to Hawaii, but I can only read at home here, or go to other people's homes with my father as a guest.I have to pay attention to my posture all the time. Although this is the posture that a pure-blood noble should have, it is really tiring to do this every day.This is the first time I feel that the summer vacation is so long. Although I don't like Hogwarts that much, at least I can see you all.How are you in England? I heard from my mother that you went to visit a Muggle's house.No wonder you don't want to tell me where you went on summer vacation.I think you should come to Australia with me, but it's not too late if you want to come now, Dad will agree.We can play Quidditch toss together.Oh, by the way, I also learned some new spells, so be careful next time you duel.Hope your spellcasting abilities don't regress.Practice a lot, if you can still.

Draco Qi

"Is it a letter from Draco?" Hermione walked over in her pajamas.Her hair was still damp, obviously from a shower.It also smells like shampoo. "Hmm, I really don't know what kind of hard life he lived in Australia. Almost every letter has a few complaints." Stika's hair was scattered randomly on his shoulders and back, and he lay lazily on the sofa . "At least he can still use magic, and we don't even have the chance to practice new spells." Hermione said with some distress, "The rule that underage wizards can't use magic outside of school is too unreasonable!" Speaking of this The regulations are more aimed at little wizards living in the Muggle world, but the little wizards living in wizarding families are not so strictly checked.Zong Si couldn't clearly know who used the magic spell, but only knew roughly that it was Harry who was caught referring to Dobby's use of the spell.The Ministry of Magic didn't know who used the spell, but Harry's trace sensed someone using it.

"It's just to prevent the wizarding world from being exposed to the sight of the Muggle world." Stiga responded to Hermione, but in his mind, he was thinking that maybe magic is a kind of biological technology that Muggles have not yet understood.Do you want to study this one time later?

Hermione pushed the few strands of hair from her eyes to her ears, and rummaged through the pile of envelopes on the desk with the lamp. "Ron... Neville... Draco... Pansy... Draco... Draco." He muttered in a low voice while turning the pages.

Stika opened her eyes and glanced at Hermione. She knew that Hermione was looking for Harry's letter, but unfortunately Harry didn't send any letter, nor did she receive any letter.All letters related to Harry had been intercepted by some elf.

"You don't need to look for it. I checked it before dinner, and there is no letter from Harry." Hermione frowned. She had written letters to everyone else, but Harry hadn't replied.She also remembered Harry saying more than once at school that he had a family of uncles who didn't like him very much.From the current point of view, the reason why Harry did not reply to the letter is most likely related to his uncle.

"It's possible that his uncle locked him up at home, and the reason why he didn't reply to the letter may be that even Hedwig was locked up." Stika said.

Hermione fully believed in the possibility, given Harry's description.His uncle was a guy who really hated wizards, anyone or anything to do with wizards.

"What about the start of school? It would be bad if Harry was locked up at his uncle's house and missed the train to start school." Hermione said to Stica, who was nestled on the sofa.Stika knew what little Hermione was worried about.But she was prepared.

After fumbling in the pockets of her pajamas for a while, Stika produced two slips of paper.

"What's this? A ticket?" Hermione asked, taking the ticket.

"Knight bus... how come I haven't heard of this bus?"

Stika stretched her waist, and her pajamas showed her smooth belly as the shoulders were pushed up.

"It's normal if you don't know. It's a night bus that provides temporary accommodation and travel for down-and-out wizards. We don't usually need it."

Hermione looked at the ticket in her hand again, and asked, "You seem to be ready for a long time." Stika didn't answer this, but just stood up from the sofa.Hatch said to Hermione: "Maybe we should tell Ron once, he is Harry's good friend. He should not know about it now." Hermione also agreed, and at the same time took out the paper efficiently and quill to write a letter to Ron.

Stika was yawning and getting ready to take a shower, showing exhaustion all over his body.But in fact, she didn't do anything today, but even breathing was exhausting when she entered the salted fish mode.

"Stika, should you change your pajamas?" Hermione suddenly said to Stica.The reason Hermione said that was that Stiga's pajamas did look a little small, both in terms of style and size. "Is there? Maybe," Stika looked down, as if it was indeed a little small.Inheriting the habit of the previous life, Stika did not have the habit of buying more clothes. The last time, it was only because of the passivity triggered by a specific scene. "It's time to buy a new one," Stika muttered. "Hermione, do you want to wash together?" Stika asked suddenly.Just asked subconsciously. "I've already washed it, did you forget?" Hermione said without looking up.The quill was brushing in Hermione's hand.

"Oh, well, I forgot."

Feeling the hot water from the shower hitting his face and slowly flowing down his skin, Stika exclaimed that this is life.

after an hour……

"Stika? Are you okay?" Hermione sent the owl away after writing the letter. After reading the book for a while, she found that Stica hadn't come out yet.

At this time, Stika was lying in the bathtub with a flushed face. After soaking for a while, she found that her head was a little dizzy.I didn't care at first.Then gradually became confused.In the foggy bathroom, the things in front of Stika's eyes are changing, wanting to fly in the sky for a while, and want to suffocate in the water for a while.He vaguely saw a black mist floating on the ceiling.After Hermione knocked on the bathroom door twice, Hermione who got no response opened the door and saw Stica lying in the bathtub in a daze.Patted Stika's face, trying to wake Stica.

"Huh? What happened?" Stika heard someone calling his name, and his voice changed from small to loud.Gradually clear.The blurred vision in front of him also became clear.Seeing Hermione's face with a puzzled expression. "Hermione?" Stiga sat up?Asked suspiciously, "Hermione? When did you come in? Did something happen?"

Looking at Stica who was still a little confused, Hermione couldn't help reaching out and tapping Stica on the head. "I just noticed that you didn't make a sound and didn't come out for a long time, so I was worried that something happened to you. Well, it doesn't look like anything happened now." At this time, Stika felt like he had just woken up after taking anesthesia. "What's the matter with taking a bath, I just fell asleep accidentally. Look, there's nothing wrong with it." After saying that, Stika stood up from the bathtub, and he could see his newly developed body at a glance.Hermione blushed a little at Stika's action, and pulled the bath towel from the side shelf and threw it to Stika: "Blow your hair so you don't catch a cold." Hermione didn't know where this shyness came from .Inexplicably rising from the heart.Stika himself did not notice this kind of thing at all.Just about to get out of the bathtub, the left foot tripped over the right foot, wow, after screaming, Stika fell out of the bathtub

, Hermione hurriedly stood up and wanted to help Stiga, but the result was, boom!Two heads bumped together.

A few minutes later, Hermione and Stica rubbed their foreheads with an ice pack... Hermione looked at Stica rubbing his forehead with an ice pack with a bitter face.Hermione couldn't help laughing at the funny look, but she wasn't much better herself.