【HP】Elvira’s Unicorn Garden

Later, the young man personally put on the amulet he polished for her.

It was a light amethyst pendant that was carefully connected with pearls. The pendant was not smooth and round, but was carefully polished to have smooth edges and corners.

This cannot be accomplished overnight.

In front of the window with a view of the snowy scene, the boy used his cedar wand to call out an orchid for her.

The snow seems to be heavier, as if it has piled a layer of wadding enough to 'keep warm' the snowman.

/Orchideous(orchid in bloom)/

"Vivian, happy birthday." He hid all his emotions in this blessing.

The young man expressed his unspeakable feelings for the girl in front of him through those ineffable things.

"Abu." Avila stood on tiptoes to hug Abraxas. The girl whispered in the boy's ear and smiled softly, "Merry Christmas, my boy."

'Merry Christmas, my boy. ’

"...Yeah." Abraxas held the girl tightly in his arms, and this time the boy did not 'give' her a chance to let go.

Vivian, do you know what you said.

He is not willing to let go, either now or in the future.

After Christmas, the Grindelwald Manor could be considered 'peaceful'. It could indeed be called 'peaceful' if one ignored the pure-blood descendants that they met on the day of the Christmas banquet.

Fortunately, Elvira was still recovering from her illness during that time. After that day, Grindelwald Manor rejected all pure-blood families who came to 'visit' Elvira.

The reason is extremely simple. Avella is still recovering from physical discomfort and needs to rest.

And this is indeed a fact. Whether it is before or after Christmas, Avila is still in "rest and treatment".

Unable to see above, some pure-blood descendants immediately wrote letters to the girl, and this continued for some time.

But it only lasted for a while. If you had to ask the reason, only my brother would know.

"What a group of enthusiastic little guys. Look at the letters one after another. No wonder the little unicorns have to write letters and send them back one by one without taking a break." The man casually threw the letter he was holding to the It was in the upper right corner of the table, and it happened to be stacked with another pile of letters. "Burn it. Be careful not to let the little unicorn find it."

"Yes." Alexi nodded respectfully towards the man and took two steps forward to take away the letter from the upper right corner of the table. The young man left the study.

"Brother, you should discuss this with the little unicorn." Alice put the documents she had just processed on the table in front of the man but did not stop the young man's movements. "In case the little unicorn asks questions." Have you thought about how to respond?"

"Perhaps the heavy snowstorm caused the owl to lose its way. Sudden snowstorms always make people confused, don't they." Garrett put down the framed photo and picked up a photo. I'm looking through this document in my hand.

In that photo, Alice and Winston were standing beside him, and the man was holding a little white-haired girl in his arms.

In fact, there was more than just one photo frame on the desk. There was another photo of the gentle young man and the white-haired girl with him.

Who knows into which fireplace the intercepted letters were thrown.

In his eyes, the 'waste' that disturbed his little unicorn's rest could produce a touch of warmth for the manor, which was considered to have contributed the final value.

I'm afraid that the girl was the only one in the entire manor who was kept in the dark, perhaps also including the pure-blood descendants who had not received any reply after sending these letters.

This communication through letters also came to nothing because of the ‘missing letter incident’.