【HP】Elvira’s Unicorn Garden

In addition to the original three sisters, the carriage of the Grindelwald sisters now also has several senior Slytherins.

Those people are Alice's 'friends', or it would be more appropriate to say they are 'allies'.

Alice has to patrol the carriage corridors. As a prefect, Alice needs to perform the functions of a prefect.

The second sister, Winston, was holding an extremely thick book with a dark purple cover. She was sketching on it, and from time to time she would turn sideways and ask her little sister next to her.

Of course, these questions are not difficult for Elvira.

The senior students exchanged a few glances, with admiration in their eyes, but more of a 'nakedness'.

This look contained extremely strong aggressive intentions. The young Avila did not understand the meaning of this look. This look made her feel extremely uncomfortable and disgusted.

But Alice and Winston, both seniors, understood that they knew what this meant.

The rising anger will burst out almost in the next moment, and it may not be able to calm it down until it erodes the entire carriage.

But... the eyes of the two sisters were almost focused on the girl sitting in the innermost part.

Winston had closed the book at some point, and replaced it with a wand that he had held in his hand at some point.

The eyes of Alice and Winston 'collided' back and forth, and in this 'collision' the two sisters understood each other's thoughts.

"Little Unicorn, I think your friends are still waiting for you." Just as she opened the carriage door, Alice suddenly turned around and said to the girl, and she stretched out her hand towards the little sister she loved most.

"Senior, please give way." Avella nodded towards the two senior boys beside her. The girl followed the position and walked to Alice's side, holding her sister's hand. It was Panasonic when she was finally able to walk out of the carriage. Take a breath.

"Sister, they..." Standing in front of the carriage door, the girl looked up at her sister with a confused expression.

"It's okay, little unicorn." Alice comforted her sister in a soft voice. When sending Elvira to the carriage where Malfoy and other pure-bloods were, Alice whispered to the girl. Farewell.

The moment the blonde girl turned around, there was a cold look on her face. When Alice walked towards the carriage at a faster pace, the hand holding the wand tightened unconsciously.

"When you think about things that don't belong to you, haven't you ever thought that there are some things that you can remember?" The girl put her hand on the door handle of the carriage, gently pulled it aside and opened her red lips slightly. uttered the 'judgment' of those people.

Prefects cannot harm students, it is against school rules.

But what if it was in Grindelwald's carriage.

If we were in a carriage that had a shielding spell cast on it and everyone 'voluntarily' kept silent about it, who would find out.

Ahead was the carriage where her friends were sitting, but in front of the carriage Elvira saw a girl who was also wearing a Slytherin school robe, standing there helplessly holding a suitcase.

The carriage door should have been opened, and Avila, who was standing not far away, could hear the conversation between the girl and the people in the carriage, even if the sound was very low.

"But I see there's still room inside." The girl's voice was filled with tears, as if her hands holding the suitcase were too tired. She put down the suitcase in her hands, "There's still room inside, isn't it? Well, Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Lestrange, Mr. Gaunt, please let me in."

"Miss Rolle, I think we have repeated it many times that this position always has an owner. Please don't think that you can solve the problem with tears." This voice sounded like Orion's, maybe it was her imagination, For the first time, she heard impatience in 'Orion Black's' tone.

So this seat is not empty, it is owned.

"I remember that Rolle's carriage is next door, Miss Rolle." The owner of this unique, deliberately drawn-out voice was Rudolf, but even Rudolf was very different from usual.

Then, the carriage door was closed, in front of the girl, and in front of her.

Perhaps because of sadness, or perhaps because of the embarrassment of being rejected many times, the girl seemed to be holding back her tears, but her shoulders began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Stop crying, can I take you to find your brother?" After hesitating for a moment, Avella finally walked towards the girl. The girl put her hand on the man's back and comforted her gently, "Follow Let me go."

An extremely familiar voice made the entire carriage become silent, and then there was a sudden sound in the next carriage, like something hitting the floor of the carriage.

"No... no need, Miss Grindelwald." Selina Rolle wiped the tears that overflowed due to grievance or unbearability. The girl picked up the box and crossed several carriages, finally stopping.

The girl's steps were chaotic and she almost fell down in the carriage corridor several times. Finally, before passing a carriage, her suitcase was carried in, and then the girl also walked in.

"Vivian." The carriage door beside her was opened at some point, and the eyes of the young men in the carriage were almost 'fixed' on her.

It's Abu's voice.

After the girl closed the carriage door, she walked to the blond boy from the vacant seat given by the teenagers. Avila sat down next to Abraxas.

"You know, Elvira, Selina Rolle wants to take your place. She doesn't want to leave and has been standing in front of the carriage crying." Orion said with a sneer, and there was still some unrepressed sound in his voice. The anger went down, "I swear if Walburga and Lucretia find out, they will definitely use the most terrifying method to teach her a lesson."

When the first teenagers faced Selina Rolle, they were curious about why she had to choose their carriage, but more of the pure-blood teenagers still followed the etiquette and politely rejected the girl. .

There is indeed room in their carriage, but that seat belongs to ‘Elvira Grindelwald’.

The pure-blood teenagers originally thought that the girl from the Rohr family would be able to leave after being rejected several times, but the man still opened the carriage door and stood in front of the carriage, 'begging' for them to enter the carriage.

Even though from beginning to end, Abraxas, who was flipping through the book in his hand and looking at the scenery outside the car window from time to time, never responded to her a word.

Fortunately, Abraxas never responded to the girl from beginning to end, otherwise, otherwise, the girl would feel that since she had received a response, she would definitely get the result she wanted.

After all, who wouldn’t think about something after getting a response?

It's a pity that 'Abraxas Malfoy' never responded to her or even visited her.

In the end the girl wanted to cry to get them to agree to this 'request'.

No matter what the reason was that forced the girl to come to their car, that position could only belong to Avila.

If they allow that girl to come in, what about Elvira.

"Miss Rolle seems to be afraid of me." The girl told the facts of what had just happened in the calmest and gentlest tone, recalling Selina Rolle's reaction when she faced herself over and over again in her mind.

Miss Rolle seemed flustered and frightened when she saw herself.

Is she afraid of seeing her and wants to avoid her?

But why.

"Vivian." Abraxas put down the Potions book in his hand and gently pushed another book to Avila's desk. The boy turned sideways, reflecting in his blue-grey eyes. Looking at the girl's appearance.

"I went to the carriage where my sisters were. On the way, my sister's friends came to visit, so I was 'delayed' for a while." The girl pursed her lips, picked up the book that the boy pushed over, and started to read. It was a book This Defense Against the Dark Arts book.

"You know that's not what I want to say, Vivian." Avella took the initiative to explain to the young man what had happened. Maybe the young man just shook his head slightly, and then said: "Vivian, when a person truly When changes occur, the hardest thing to change is his appearance, and the hardest thing to see through is his appearance.”

Avella lowered her eyes and didn't know how to respond to him. Abu was referring to Miss Luo Er, but she was not Miss Luo Er.

She wanted to struggle to refute, but she didn't know where to struggle or where to start refuting. In the end, she opened her mouth but no sound came out of her throat.

The young man's well-joined hands grasped the girl's slender wrist under the table, and then gradually moved up until the girl's hand was tightly clasped with his.

Vivian... I still treasure that hard-won 'friendship' too much, but do you know that those people's feelings for you don't just want to stop at 'friendship'.

"I think I should say 'Happy Easter' to you in advance, my 'friends', Abraxas, I think you should take a look at this." Edgar shook the prophet in his hand slightly Daily Journal', he handed the Prophet's Daily Journal to Abraxas sitting in front, "Those old guys are really interesting."

"Why don't they just play the role of 'philanthropist' to the end? Maybe they can win an award at the end." Letoria's tone was filled with some confusion, "They originally supported the old minister the most. That’s right, isn’t it?”

"But you have to know, after all, that person is just a former minister. From the moment he abdicates, all his interests are no longer linked to those old guys." The black curly haired boy had a smile on his lips, and the boy held his hand. He casually flipped through the book on the table with his chin, "It's just like the mixed blood who has been bribing them. If it weren't for the 'person' behind the mixed blood, those old guys wouldn't be willing to have one more person to share the cup." soup."

You must know that the bowl of soup is very small to begin with. Being given one more cup means that you have to drink one less cup.

People...are always the most fickle beings.

When the existence that has always brought them the greatest benefit suddenly fails to bring them any benefit, then those people will point their wands at their former allies without any scruples.

After all, true love is especially ridiculous in the face of interests.

"They often do this, don't they? They win over those who are beneficial to them, and then eradicate those losers who stand in their way. As for the remaining ones, they naturally become a ladder to climb up." Abraxas took it. The 'Daily Prophet' responded to the boys lightly. The boy just looked at it for a moment or two and then handed it to the girl beside him, "Vivian."

To that boy, the "Daily Prophet" which represented the "situation of the Ministry of Magic" seemed far less important than the book in his hand.

Or maybe he didn't need to see it, he could just guess it based on what people around him were talking about.

"Thank you, Abu." The girl nodded slightly and took the copy of the 'Daily Prophet' from the young man's hand.

The two most obvious headlines report, in addition to recent events in the wizarding world, more of them are the attitudes and opinions expressed by Ministry of Magic officials.

Apart from the most eye-catching headlines, the rest are some heart-touching deeds that I don’t know whether they are true or false.

"I remember you also have one, Letoria." Edgar turned the pages of the book he just picked up and asked aloud, "You don't want to take these things back and spread them on the carpet. "

"Greengrass Manor will not use such cheap carpets." The copy of the 'Daily Prophet' finally found its way into Letoria's hands. "I wanted to show it to Serena."

"But I don't think most girls like to see these things. Most girls like dresses and jewelry, not these boring magical situations." Orion tried to remind himself of the 'ally' beside him, although he seemed I didn't quite listen to it, "If you want to please a girl, why don't you give her something beautiful that the girl will like."

"But Avella reads it with gusto, doesn't she?" Letoria carefully sorted out her own and the 'Prophet Daily' she got from Avella, "Selena will I like it, the stuff on this is very interesting, at least I think it is very interesting.”

The drive from Hogwarts to London's Nine and Three-Quarters Station was not a short one. Avella rested her head sleepily on the shoulder of the boy next to her and gradually fell asleep.

Abraxas subconsciously supported Elvira who was leaning on his shoulder.

The blond boy sighed softly. Abraxas picked up the robe placed beside him and gently covered the body of the girl who was leaning on his shoulder in the chair. The boy slowly leaned on the backrest with gentle movements. So that Avella can have a more comfortable position to rest.

Abraxas put his index finger to his lips to remind the others in the carriage. The teenagers noticed the abnormality of the girl lying on Abraxas's shoulder and subconsciously lowered their voices.

They tacitly focused their attention elsewhere. Apart from the gentle and regular breathing, the only sound left in the entire carriage was the deliberately gentle turning of pages.