【HP】Elvira’s Unicorn Garden

The timeline goes back to after the train started.

After the train had driven far away, Chrissy dared to approach the station that she had not boarded for a long time.

Only then did I dare to stand next to the track that was still warm and look at the afterimage of the train that was gradually receding.

An iron train and a transparent glass window isolate the thoughts of countless people.

People who got on the train looked through the window at Hogwarts, which was getting farther and farther away from them, while those who didn't get on the train tried to see the people on the train through the glass window.

But how can you see people who are high up when you are standing low?

Crossing the bridge leading to Hogwarts, there stood a Slytherin on the other side of the bridge, with extremely long black hair on his forehead that almost covered his eyelashes.

"Mr. Gunter, don't you want to go home and have a good Easter with your family?" Chris's footsteps stopped next to Rollis. The girl turned slightly to look at the gloomy-faced boy beside her, and said softly He said, "This is not a good place to talk."

The corners of the black-haired boy's lips twitched into a faint smile. The boy from Slytherin College turned around and walked towards the interior of the castle. The man did not slow down to wait for the girl behind him. the meaning of.

He still hated her as much as ever.

"So you really handed that matter over to that idiot Selina Rolle?" Chrissy laughed uncontrollably in a classroom on the second floor. "Everyone said 'Lowley' S. Gaunt' is another 'Tom Riddle', but now it seems that you don't have as much brains as your cousin."

The girl casually pulled out a chair and sat down facing Rawlis in front of her, "You seem to have underestimated the feelings of my dear little lady in Malfoy, no, even in the hearts of your other allies. Portion.”

"It's really disgusting. A betrayer always acts like he knows her very well." The boy from the Gaunt family stood not far from the girl with a gloomy face. Rawlis took out the wand in his hand and pointed at it. Slowly pointing to Chris, who was not far away, with a sarcastic expression, "It seems that you have become accustomed to the 'alliance spell' cast by Great Grindelwald on you."

This should be the age when a young man is high-spirited, but that person's eyes always seem to be filled with a bottomless pool of stagnant water, and there is no trace of 'life' belonging to a living person in them.

"What are you going to do with that cat?" Chris put her hand on the table and tapped it, making irregular sounds. She didn't answer him but revealed the purpose of her trip.

The injuries on the white cat that Gunter gave to the young lady in front of her were not caused by deliberate abuse. Instead of calling it a cat, she now prefers to call the innocent animal a 'half-finished product'.

You could call it a failed fusion magic, but you could also call it a half-finished product.

At least it worked with those beautiful blue eyes.

"It's dead." Rollis pulled out a chair next to him, then picked up a book next to the table and patted the chair to remove the unnecessary dust. "One died. It’s just a poor little boy on hunger strike.”

"You are so cruel, Mr. Gunter, that you are willing to attack such a cute and innocent creature." The girl smiled and pretended to be sorry and said to Rollis, "Mr. Gunter can no longer pass those pairs of eyes." I’m going to keep an eye on the little lady with my cat’s eyes.”

Chrissy looked at Rawlis in front of her and opened her mouth, but there was no trace of regret in her eyes.

After all, it's just a cat. Who cares about something that has lost its original value?

There was a heavy rain on the first morning of the Easter holiday. The rain stopped just as quickly as it came.

As if something was expected, the heavy rain was eager to wash away any traces.

The girl held the book and sat on the rocking chair on the flower stand on the balcony. In the distance was the sound of the regular waves. The sunlight sprinkled a layer of golden gauze on the sea. From a distance, there were waves of sparkling waves. sparkling.

Every time the swing is shaken, the book in my hand turns to a new page.

Her attention was not on the book in her hand, nor on the sea in the distance. The girl seemed to be in a daze, and her whole body was nestled in the semicircular rocking chair with a flower stand.

The weather after repeated heavy rains is always exceptionally fresh. The clouds above the sea cover half of the sun. Looking down, you can see a rainbow leading from the sea to the clouds.

Thick clouds covered the ends. At first glance, one end of the rainbow seemed to penetrate into the sea, while the other end seemed to extend into the clouds, like a rainbow bridge leading from the sea to the sky.

What will happen if a person steps on it? Anyone who firmly believes that he can ascend to the sky from it will definitely fall into the sea.

On the other hand, those who are on the contrary can firmly stand on it, step by step on the rainbow bridge of nothingness that the predecessors tried desperately to touch, and climbed up to the "clouds" even if they tried desperately. .

But the result is the same, you will still fall down in the end, and the fall will be harder than the former.

"The little lady is left again..." A sigh came from behind the girl, the door was opened, and someone seemed to have walked in.

"It's so painful, Sister Lucia." The girl's soft to somewhat hollow voice came from the balcony. Layers of floor-to-ceiling curtains completely obscured the figure of the girl and the flower rocking chair.

"Drink the medicine and you will be well, young lady." The visitor held a tray in his hand, with two bottles of potion placed on top of it, a large bottle of transparent purple potion and a small bottle of azure potion.

The small bottle of potion needs to be taken before taking the larger bottle to alleviate the side effects of the potion.

Lucia took two bottles of potion and placed them on another round table in the room. There was a white rose in the vase on the table. In addition, there was also an empty small bottle of potion and another I drank about half a bottle of potion.

She walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and pulled the floor-to-ceiling curtains and the layers of gauze curtains behind them with ribbons. With the curtains rolled up, the soft sunlight finally shined into the somewhat cold room.

The tall girl stood behind the floor-to-ceiling window in the room and looked out at the girl on the balcony who was nestled into a rocking chair with a semicircular flower stand. She wanted to say something, but somehow she shifted her gaze to the bottle on the round table that had not yet been finished. of half a bottle of potion.

She opened her mouth and fell silent.

From a young age, the young lady has always faced the torment of illness and endless potions. She has been inseparable from potions almost since she was born.

In what position should she stand to persuade the young lady to finish drinking the medicine again and again.

Lucia picked up the two bottles of potion again and walked to the girl's side. She carefully placed the tray on the table next to the rocking chair and then removed the corks from the two bottles of potion.

"Little Miss..." The girl stood beside the table with her hands folded and spoke softly to Avella in the swing rocking chair, "Your body will not be able to bear it. You will feel better after drinking it."

"Go and do your work first, Sister Lucia, I will drink it." Avila responded softly. She gently closed the book in her hand but still didn't move at all.

"I have to watch the young lady finish drinking before leaving." Lucia shook her head, as if she would not leave until the girl finished drinking the potion.

After all... Lucia couldn't help but look at the round table in the room where half a bottle of potion was placed. Her sight was blocked by the rolled up curtains and she could barely see a corner of the round table.