【HP】Elvira’s Unicorn Garden

Avila got up a little early, and the waves under the black lake served as a morning bell to remind her to get up early.

She stood up and looked at the double-sided mirror that she placed next to her pillow, her expression softening involuntarily.

The young man on the other side of the double-sided mirror was still sleeping deeply, and the man's sleeping posture remained basically unchanged overnight.

The girl lifted the quilt and got off the bed gently. She carried the dress she had left on the sofa last night, went to the bathroom, put it on, and began to wash up.

After finally changing her clothes and washing up, she wanted to pick up the potion on the table but heard a sound coming from the double-sided mirror on the bed.

She raised her hand to brush her snow-white hair behind her back and picked up the double-sided mirror. What came into view was the young man's messy blond hair, his pursed lips, and his pale red face.

"Did I wake up Abu?" She asked him softly in a voice that only she and he could hear. She carefully put the double-sided mirror in front of the dressing table.

Abraxas slowly shook his head and continued to look at her in the double-sided mirror. The thin red on Qingjun's face seemed to be getting tighter.

Vivian didn't cut off contact with him all night.

The first class of the second grade was the magic class taught by Professor Sergret Ulysses. Almost no one would dare to be late for this professor's class.

"I hope you haven't forgotten the knowledge in books after this summer vacation. Three pieces of parchment are not difficult, right?" Segret handed out the parchments he brought to the students, each with ten pieces. Two inches long, a total of three per person.

When the topic of this paper was assigned, not only the Slytherin students frowned, but even the Ravenclaws couldn't help but complain softly.

"There are two papers in one morning alone. Does Professor Ulysses think too highly of us?" A Ravenclaw boy lay on the table dejectedly, "This is the beginning of school."

"Even if school has just started, one night is enough for you to review the knowledge in the textbook." The answer was not from his companions, but from the professor of this class, Sergret. "As long as you study during the summer vacation, Have you ever touched those textbooks?"

Sergret just glanced at the students. When his eyes touched the boy, the Ravenclaw lying on the table suddenly fell silent.

The student looked around and saw that the quills of the people next to him were already stained with ink. He realized that there was really no room for turning around, so he accepted his fate and picked up the quill.

"I don't have any clue at all. I even doubt whether I have seen 'them' in the book." Letoria rubbed her hair irritably, "I don't understand, it's just a few spells. Where do they come from?" So much to write about.”

"You can write down the origin, history, and characters related to these spells, and finally write down how these spells should be cast." Edgar paused for a moment, then turned towards Letoria beside him. She leaned down slightly and answered him quietly, "There's always a lot to write about, isn't there."

"Have you read Avella's paper?" Letoria turned her gaze to Avella and Abraxas in front of her, then turned back to look at Edgar beside her suspiciously.

Is Nott really so kind as to answer this question for him?

If he really has such good intentions, then he would rather believe that he is really related to the troll.

"Believe it or not, it's up to you." Edgar continued to write his paper with his head down, not caring that his companions were questioning him.

The thesis topics assigned by Professor Ulysses are basically the content in the book, and they are not too difficult.

But this is only for those who have memories of the book.

If you don't remember the contents of the book clearly, you will definitely not be able to start when faced with these three pages of parchment.

But for those students it was just an appetizer.

Segret observed the students' steps and stopped beside Avella. He looked down at the quill pen in that person's hand that almost never stopped and the smooth and beautiful cursive characters. The smile in his eyes returned again. A little deeper.

He always had a preference for the handwriting of the little girl from the Grindelwald family compared to other students. Her handwriting was not as cute as other girls' handwriting, nor was it as sharp as some boys' handwriting.

It was beautiful. At least looking at something written in such beautiful and powerful handwriting, he was willing to improve his grades even if it was wrong.

What's more, it's a nearly perfect answer.

It was not until the end of class that Segret collected all the papers. It took nearly a whole morning, but some students only wrote the contents of two pages of parchment.

As expected, Sergret didn't have much expectations for the 'results' of the first class of school.

After the professor left, the students couldn't help complaining and gradually left the classroom. A few teenagers took their books and returned to the lounge first.

They knew that there must be something to say between Elvira and Abraxas.

But after the teenagers also left, a beautiful large bird flew in from the window, and the bird landed accurately on Avella's table.

"Find the little girl! Find the little girl!" Charles stayed on the table and jumped towards the girl. His beautiful beak opened and closed and spit out sharp but not unpleasant words. .

"Do Vivian know this 'Melbourne Parrot'?" Abraxas glanced at the brightly colored parrot on the table with his peripheral vision and then turned his gaze back to Avila in front of him. He stretched out his hand He straightened her hair and asked softly.

"It's Professor Ulysses' pet." The girl responded to him with a slight smile. Avella made a hook gesture towards 'Charles' who was standing on the table. "'Charles' has a very interesting character, but he is not usually very I get to see it a lot.”

'Charles' tilted his head and looked curiously at the 'similar' of the little girl next to the little girl he was looking for. He seemed to know that the 'similar' of the little girl referred to him.

It was also as if he could understand that the little girl was talking about herself with her 'kind'.

But 'Charles' found that the little girl's attention seemed not to be on him anymore, and he flapped his wings to get the attention of the little girl he had been looking for for so long.

The movement of 'Charles' succeeded in attracting Avella's attention. It tilted its head again and watched the little girl walking towards it, and then watched the little girl reach out and pick her up.

It was warm, and he liked the feeling of the little girl touching his back, and the little girl praising his beautiful feathers.

'Charles' nestled quietly in Avella's arms and stopped moving.

"Vivian likes it very much?" Abraxas glanced at the bird in the girl's arms with his peripheral vision and asked casually.

But this time, before he could wait for Avella's reaction, 'Charles' in his arms suddenly flew away from the girl's arms as if he noticed something.

‘Charles’ quickly flew away from the classroom.

It wasn't until he watched the bird leave that the expression on Abraxas' brow softened a little.

"Abu, what happened last night." Avila didn't care about the sudden flight of the bird in her arms. She approached the blond boy in front of her with an unstoppable smile in her eyes, "And today Morning……"

"Do you want to hear Vivian?" The topic that the man raised was like an untouchable taboo. He suddenly pressed her against the window and lowered his head close to her face.

Abraxas kissed her side gently, pressed close to her, hugged her, and trapped her in his arms.

The young man's eyes were dark and he said in a low voice, "If Vivian wants to know, you have to bribe me first. Didn't I teach Vivian before?"