eudora clement hp

"Tuk Tuk Tuk." Eudora walked to the window, opened the window and let the owl in, probably because it hadn't been eaten in the past two years, so this owl was a little bit more courageous, although it entered the house I still stand obediently on the shelf and dare not fly around, but at least I won't shiver in the corner like I did at the beginning, which can be regarded as an improvement.

This is Hermione's letter. It has been nearly five weeks since the holiday, and they still communicate several times a week. In order to facilitate their contact, the old man even installed a phone for her in Eudora's room!But it’s not used much, because the phone bill for long calls is still quite expensive for Hermione, and she doesn’t have a lot of pocket money, and she has to go to France with her parents for vacation, and she is going to give Eudora To pick out gifts, in order to save pocket money, they should write letters.

"MySweetheart:

I swear this is the craziest title I've ever written!Dear Eudora, it's been almost five weeks since we parted from King's Cross, I miss you so much!I really think so, there are a lot of interesting little magic here in France, I am studying hard, and when I return to London, let’s meet in Diagon Alley!By the way, have you heard?Ron and his family went to Egypt, my God, oh well, Merlin!I heard that it is very mysterious there, there should be a lot of interesting things to learn, but I guess Ron should patronize and play, I bet he must not even do his homework...

I've decided to rewrite my history of magic essay because I want to include everything I've seen in France, what do you think?Oh, nothing novel happened on my side, and I don't know how to write a novel and interesting letter. I don't know if you think these letters look boring.I care about your opinion very much. If you feel bored, please let me know in the reply letter. Maybe I can learn how to write an interesting letter?

Let’s stop here. In fact, I still have a lot of things I want to say to you, but I think it’s better to wait until we meet to say them face to face.

love you hermione

PS: Remember to miss me! "

Yudora put away the letter, pulled out a brand new piece of letter paper from the drawer, picked up the pen and began to write——

"My Dear:

I miss you too.Your letters are never boring, even if you copy the history of magic, I think it is very good, as long as it is written by you.I didn't go anywhere, and I obediently listened to you, didn't run around, ate and slept on time, and read a lot of books.Draco said that there are many beauties in France, but you can't look around, I will be angry.

We'll go to Diagon Alley when you come back, and I'm not interested in where Weasley went, but I caught a glimpse of it in the Daily Prophet, which Grandpa subscribes to.

Missing you, Eudora"

After thinking for a while, Yudora opened the door and walked out, walked directly to the door of the study, and knocked on the door.

"Please come in." The old man's angry voice came from inside.

"Grandpa, good evening." Yudora pushed open the door and walked in.

"Good evening! Why are you here at this time?" The old man put down what he was on hand, picked up the cup on the side, got up, walked to the sofa and sat down.

"Come and get the photo." Yudora didn't sit down, but stood there, waiting for the photo to go back to the room and send the letter, "There is a photo of me."

"Then you wait first." The old man nodded, walked to the side cabinet, took out a thick photo album from it, flipped to the back, took out the best single photo of Eudora, and handed it to She, "Are you going to send it to that little girl?"

"En." Yudora nodded, said good night, and walked out without hesitation.

"...This child..." The old man smiled helplessly, took out a small stack of newly developed photos from the back of the cabinet just now, walked to the photo album, and stuffed them carefully one by one into the photo album. There are all kinds of Eudora on the page, some are reading books, some are sitting in the garden and taking a nap in the sun, and there are many little leopards. This album is a treasure for him and the old lady!Even Newt didn't show it much, if Newt took a few of them, it would be a big loss!

After Eudora returned to the room, she stuffed the written letter and the photo into the envelope, watched the owl leave, and then closed the window to prepare for sleep.

……

"Cirius Black escaped from prison?" Eudora just went downstairs when she saw the old man chatting with Newt with the Daily Prophet in his hand.

It is impossible for the old man to let Eudora continue to live with Newt in that small suburban house, so in desperation Newt had to move here with Tina. Anyway, he is just for the convenience of studying magical creatures. Same.

"Eudora, good morning!" The two old gentlemen waved to Eudora in unison, with similar smiles on their faces, one ran to pour milk, and the other went into the kitchen to serve breakfast. The cooperation was not very good , especially these two old gentlemen still like to bicker when they disagree. Sometimes the two old ladies will get together and joke with them, or they should just be together.

"Good morning..." Yudora looked at the time, nine ten in the morning, not too early.Sitting obediently by the side and eating breakfast, they listened to the two talking about a man named Sirius Black who escaped from Azkaban.Eudora glanced at the Daily Prophet, and the photo of that man took up the entire first page of the newspaper, a skinny man with a hideous expression and tangled hair, who seemed to have many tattoos on his body...

"I heard that this guy played very well with Potter at that time. It seems that there are two more with them. What is the name of the four of them together..." The old man stretched out his little finger and scratched gently on the center of his eyebrows. Scratching, he couldn't remember what the small group of four was called, but he didn't want to give in to Newt, so he just stood there awkwardly.

"Cough!" Newt turned his head and smiled, and then continued in a very good manner, "Road robbers, they are called robbers, and the dean of Slytherin House, Severus Snape, followed They were students who entered the same year. At that time, they could be said to be at odds. I heard that Snape liked a girl named Lily, who later became Mrs. Potter. It is conceivable that their relationship is not at all It is impossible to relax, if Potter and the others are still there, it is estimated that they will continue to fight until now."

"I didn't expect you to be such a Newt!" The old man shook his head with a disappointed look on his face.

"What's wrong with me?" Newt looked at him in astonishment.

"Too much gossip!" The old man snorted coldly, and brought the topic back, "Our family had lived in seclusion for many years when Voldemort disappeared, and we didn't pay much attention to the affairs of the wizarding world. What's going on with this guy? Didn't it mean that Bo Is he a special good brother? How did he become a traitor, and he can still be a traitor just like him?"

"Hey, why can't he be a traitor when he's like this? Does he have to look at his face when he's a traitor? At that time, this guy was the secret keeper of the Potter family. Later, his address was leaked and Voldemort was recruited. Who else is there besides him?" Newt said. Dissatisfied.

"Newt, you are wrong! Usually, there are hidden secrets in this way, so you should read more books, and it is also good to watch the newly installed TV if you don't read books! You know that you are facing a bunch of weird-looking people all day long. The strange creature is thinking!" The old man snapped his fingers, and a house elf, well, a well-dressed Dobby appeared here holding a stack of detective books.

"Thank you, Dobby, let's go play." The old man took the pile of books and put them on the table, and said to Dobby in a very casual tone. After asking Lucius to come to Dobby, he talked to Dobby After chatting with Dobby, he knew that he was a free-loving house elf, so he hired Dobby to stay voluntarily, not only with a fixed salary, but also with rest days. This is simply the life Dobby dreamed of. ah!

"Oh, the kind old master said thank you to Dobby, this is really touching..." Dobby bowed deeply, chanting any words of praise he could think of, "Pa ’ A sound apparated out of the hall.

"Come on, let me show you, here, here, and here..." The old man deftly spread out a book in front of Newt, "Look, these are the murderers people initially identified, but When you see the ending, you will find that the murderer is often someone you didn't expect..."

"Are you confused?!" Newt rolled his eyes at him angrily, "This is all fiction! Fiction with no basis in reality! I think you should read more books, obviously Muggles have written so many Books, why don’t you read a page of those philosophical books!”

"Tsk, it's been decades since I graduated from Hogwarts. Who wants to read those boring philosophy books? I admit that I'm just a layman. It's better for me to read these interesting things." I put away all the books I collected, and said meaningfully, "Blake may really come back in the end..."

No matter how cheerful the two old people are talking, Eudora just sits aside and eats, drinks and drinks after eating, and stands up and walks around the hall twice when she is full, digesting food and listening to their chats Talking about an extremely jumping topic, anyway, at the end of the chat, the old man had given up and wanted to drag the topic back. He was obviously talking about why Black betrayed him, and what motives he had for escaping from prison. Blake's life...

Yudora glanced at the old man who was still arguing non-stop, and walked out silently, preparing to go to the garden to enjoy the sunshine.As soon as she stepped out of the living room, Eudora turned into a little black leopard, ran to the wicker chair not far away, accumulated energy skillfully, then jumped up, lying on the wicker chair blowing the warm wind and continued to sleep .

"Hey...Speaking of which, Blake is still an Animagus!" Newt suddenly remembered the gossip he had heard before.

"Is Blake your son?! What do you want to know so much?! Why do you know this kind of things that ordinary people can't know!" The old man no longer had the strength to argue with him.

"I've got a lot of information, I'm the one who deals with weird creatures all the time." Newt stood up and drank a glass of water, then walked out to chat with his weird creatures.

"..." The old man looked at Newt who was going away speechlessly, and silently picked up a book and read it. Speaking of which, these novels written by Muggles are quite interesting.