【HP】Elvira’s Unicorn Garden

It was a completely transparent crescent-shaped crystal, with a hint of light blue showing through the distinct edges of the crystal. When Elvira picked it up, her index finger was nearly scratched by the sharp edges.

"Little unicorn, the tip of the 'moonstone' has not been polished yet." Alice stopped her action, carefully wrapped the 'crystal' in the gift box with an ink-colored square scarf, and then handed it to Elvira, "It is a good choice whether it is used as a potion material or polished into jewelry."

But basically no one would polish the rare and scarce "moonstone" to make jewelry. Compared to jewelry, wizards who know the value of moonstone are more willing to use it in making potions.

Especially since moonstone resources are in short supply, the more they are polished, the more resources are wasted.

There are also some enthusiasts who are willing to pay a lot of money to purchase or auction moonstones for collection.

"Are you really going to give it to me?" Elvira almost held the moonstone in her hand. The moonstone was not very heavy and could fit in her palm. Perhaps because she couldn't believe what she saw, her voice trembled slightly. "If you give this thing to me, then what about my brother and sister? It will play a greater role in their hands. I..."

At this time, Elvira was a little incoherent and even her breathing became lighter.

The role of this type of mineral is always more than just in potions. If used in the growth of herbs, it can also produce unexpected results. Especially when used on the human body, the benefits it brings are immeasurable.

Brother and sister...are you really going to give the moonstone to her?

"The value of a thing depends on how it is used by the person who uses it, not just on how expensive or rare it is. Even the rarest thing is just a worthless stone in the hands of an ignorant person." Alice took the moonstone from her sister and carefully put it into a box that was set aside. The box was handed back to Elvira, "It should stay where it can really show its value."

Alice was tidying up Elvira's long hair, which had turned into light blonde. Her expression was full of the gentleness that she would only show to her younger sister.

"Are you hungry?" Alice asked suddenly. In addition to the vase of sunflowers on the table next to the bed, there was a basket with cherry tomatoes, cakes and Yorkshire puddings in it.

"I'm not hungry. Do you want to eat, brother and sister?" Elvira suddenly invited her brother and sister, "You can take as much as you want."

The basket also contained carefully wrapped pies and chicken pie. It had originally contained a brooch engraved with the Malfoy family crest, which Elvira pinned on the inside of her robes, close to her chest.

This kind of family 'badge' would only stay in the hands of the heir, but now it was put into a basket and sent to her.

It seems like it is silently announcing something on behalf of its master.

Orion and Laetoria had brought some out of concern, and Abraxas returned and brought some for her alone.

Of course, Elvira's little actions had long been discovered by her sister.

Alice and Tom met Malfoy when they arrived. What caught Alice's attention was that Malfoy, who was almost always with the little unicorn and was always surrounded by allies or vassals, was alone at that time.

After just a brief greeting, little Malfoy hurried downstairs. Alice noticed that Malfoy, whose robes were always meticulous, looked a little messy at that time.

At that time, Alice couldn't help but wonder, could Malfoy also have such a moment?

"This is not the Malfoy I know. I would rather suspect that someone drank the Polyjuice Potion and impersonated him." At that time, Hall Fate was holding the unconscious Bernton in his arms, and he seemed to be speaking from his heart.

"So what does Mr. Fate think of Malfoy?" Tom, who was walking almost side by side with Alice, put the box he was playing with into his robe pocket, speaking in a calm tone, as if he was really just asking casually.

His right hand, placed in the pocket of his robe, was stroking the box that had been put in not long ago.

"Profits are the most important thing, hypocritical, and they never spend any time thinking about anything other than profits." Hall Fate said so, and both Alice and Tom could easily hear his disgust for Malfoy, or pure-bloods like Malfoy, in his words, "Pure-bloods are like this, they will do anything for the so-called interests, including hurting others."

"Alice, I hope you don't mind my words. You are my friend, and in my heart you are different from them." Perhaps realizing the inappropriateness of his words, Hall Fate opened his mouth to save the situation. He found a topic that could divert Alice's attention, "I heard that the little Grindelwald is very close to Malfoy?"

'My sister and Malfoy are friends. They grew up together and have a good relationship.' Alice responded to Hall Fate in a low voice, with a hint of meaning in her words, 'Maybe I should mind, Mr. Fate, I think we should care about the junior sister of Boynton.'

The vast majority of Slytherin beings are no different from Malfoy.

In other words, whether it is Alice, Tom, Malfoy or the vast majority of Slytherins, they are essentially the same kind of people.

'Mr. Fate is a very good friend, and I believe my partner thinks so too. ' Tom Riddle, who was beside Alice, took his hand out of his pocket and looked at the end of the corridor. He smiled and said, 'I hope our presence has not caused any trouble for Mr. Fate. '

"Of course not, Tom, I am friends with Alice, and naturally I am also your friend." Hall Fate, who was eager to deny, did not realize the doubts in Tom Riddle's words. Of course, it can also be understood that he was eager to prove himself.

To Alice.

If he were a mixed-race, or some other being, there would be nothing wrong with his remarks.

But the problem is that Fate is a little pureblood. He has no right to stand at a superior position and criticize the purebloods after enjoying the privileges that belong to them.

Of course these are just minor episodes.

Even if she didn't like what Hall Fite said, she had to admit that perhaps because of this, people like her and Tom's so-called "companions" all acted out of self-interest.

Even partners cannot truly confide in each other.

This is normal, and everything is based on the premise of benefiting the family.

So when she turned around one day, what she saw was not her lover or her companion, but only her family who always stood firmly behind her.

Her eldest brother, her sisters.

This also corresponds to the family motto - the only people Grindelwald can trust unconditionally are his family.

Her little unicorn...there really is someone beside her who she can trust with her back, other than her family.

"It seems my little unicorn has received a lot of gifts again. Let sister see..." Alice ruffled her sister's hair again, and she couldn't tell whether she felt more relieved or envious.

Tom was playing with his wand in his hand, his eyes were always fixed on Alice. As for what he was thinking, perhaps only he knew.

The empty bed next to him was covered with several sheets of parchment, on which were placed many candies and flowers. There were also baskets filled with biscuits and bread, and a pile of cards of concern and sympathy were piled in the corner.

Some cards were signed without names, only the college. Alice glanced at these cards or letters, and the most eye-catching one was from a girl named 'Stephen Ampadra' from Ravenclaw College.

The card was still on a basket piled with all kinds of candies and had not been taken down to be piled with the other cards. The handwriting on the card was a little bit aggressive and Alice had to try hard to recognize the name.

And the last one is Ravenclaw.

It seems that there are quite a few people who come to see the little unicorn this evening, but this is probably not all. There may be more during the day.