The fall of this year seems to have arrived all at once.The morning of September [-]st was as crisp and golden as an apple.

"Now, our sweet little Finny is going to school too!"

At King's Cross Station, which was packed, a woman in a pink-purple iris-patterned dress was stroking the hair of the little boy in front of her, and the golden hair of the man who looked at the boy with her was so bright. With flashes, his face is almost sickly white, and his gray-blue eyes seem to be difficult to get along with, but with his face, there will always be girls in the crowd watching secretly.

"Can you not touch my hair, mom? I'm 11 years old." Phoenix hurriedly protected his little head, and quickly pulled the hair a few times with his hands to restore them to their original shape.

"An 11-year-old is still a child. At that time, your father went to provoke your uncle Harry's compartment!" Dali pinched Phoenix's little face, and did not forget to tease Draco.

"No one grew up at that time." Draco curled his lips and chuckled, "I never thought I would meet my wife in that compartment."

"Then Dad, am I going to challenge Albus too?" Phoenix puffed out his chest in self-confidence, "Or go to Rose Weasley!"

"That's unnecessary." Dali gave Draco a wink and told him to continue talking—

"Remember what I taught you?" Draco asked.

"Remember, if I'm sorted into Hufflepuff, I'll drop out immediately!" Phoenix raised his chin and said proudly, "Our family is all from Slytherin!"

"Good job." Draco patted him on the shoulder symbolically.

"What a fart, how many weird ideas did you give him before I knew it?" Dali crossed her hips, and her anger level soared. Feed him some owl snacks, and then ask, "Where's Daisy?"

Daisy is going to be in the third grade this year. She is more and more similar to Dali. Apart from calling out friends every day, she dresses up crazily. She enters platform nine and three quarters early to discuss the latest jewelry with the daughter of the Pansy family. .

"Two years, I want to go now!" The red-haired girl tearfully followed behind the two black-haired boys, and when she saw Phoenix, she immediately wiped away her tears and waved to him: "Phoenix!"

"Hi!" Phoenix ran up to the Harry family, but he didn't say hello to the girl first, but touched shoulders with the other two good buddies, and then said to the girl: "Lily, you can't call out outside!" I'm Finny, it looks like we're too close!"

"Okay, Phoenix." The little girl nodded aggrievedly.

The two families made their way through the traffic toward the partition wall between platforms nine and ten, passengers staring curiously at the owls.Albus' voice wafted to the grown-ups' ears from the front amidst the din, and the three boys were arguing furiously.

"I won't! I won't be in Slytherin!"

"James, stop it!" said Ginny.

"I was just saying he might," said James, grinning at his brother, "and yes, he might be in Slater—"

"What's wrong with Slytherin, I will only enter Slytherin, Albus, you will definitely enter Slytherin!"

"I don't think I—"

James glanced back at his brother with a little pride, took the stroller from his mother and ran away, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The following people also pushed their luggage trolleys into the platform. The platform was shrouded in a large amount of white mist sprayed by the red Hogwarts Express train. Indistinct figures surged in the mist, and James was no longer visible.

"Where did he go?" Albus asked anxiously, looking at the figure in the fog as he walked.

"He must have gone to see Daisy, he would come to see Daisy every holiday." Phoenix said dryly, "Daisy's follower."

They also met Hermione and Ron's family, and Rose looked at them with a smile, already wearing brand new Hogwarts school robes.

The trio reunited and had a long talk, and Draco looked back at his wife.

"It suddenly occurred to me that your friend, Luna, for her child's birthday this year, we need to give something better. She is seven years old this year."

"Oh, I didn't expect you to remember this." Dali covered her mouth and smiled slightly in surprise.

"Because it's your friend."

"Why don't you compose a brand new "Weasley is Our King" for her? Luna liked it before, and I believe her daughter will also like it. You don't know, Draco, although you now Always in the bloody Quidditch business, but you'll always be a great artist in our hearts." Daly couldn't stop laughing, her eyes curved slightly.

"Just laugh at me." Draco sneered at the title, poked her forehead with his finger, and the moon on the watch on his wrist slid leisurely with the movement.

"Mom, what is "Weasley is Our King", Dad, can you sing it?" Phoenix looked up at the two adults.

"A song you'll get spanked if you sing it in front of Rose, so forget about it," said Dally, pursing her lips.

"Rose is fierce, not as bully as Lily."

"You are not allowed to speak ill of girls." Dali pinched his cheek and taught him.

"Hey!"

James got out, holding on to Daisy, who looked pissed, and they had unloaded their luggage, owls, and carts, and obviously had a lot of news to tell.

"Teddy's over there!" he said out of breath, pointing to the cloud-like tumbling steam behind him, "I met it just now! Guess what he's doing? Kiss Victoire!"

He looked up at the adults, clearly disappointed by their indifference.

"Our Teddy! Teddy Lupine! Kissing our Victoire! Our cousin! I asked Teddy what he was doing—"

"You disturbed them?" said Ginny disgustedly. "You're just like Ron—"

"—Teddy said he'd come to see her off! Then told me to go away. He was kissing him!" James added, as if worried he'd misunderstood.

"Oh, if only they got married!" said Lily excitedly, "and then Teddy could really be part of our family!"

"Daisy, come here, don't make your skirt so short." Draco focused on his daughter, "Why are you upset?"

"She quarreled with Zabini! Because she said that Daisy didn't look good today! If you want me to say, Daisy, you are the prettiest!" James is such a big mouth, he shook all Daisy's unhappiness Showing it to everyone made Daisy even more unhappy. She just threw him off and ran into a certain compartment of the train, chatting with two similar senior red-haired boys.

"He's really like Ron." Hermione nodded solemnly.

"What's the matter with me, I didn't say anything!" Ron looked confused.

At this time, the carriages of the red train began to close, and the blurred figures of the parents rushed forward, kissing and exhorting the children at the last moment.

Albus, Phoenix, and Rose were sitting in a carriage, and they were waving as the train moved forward, Phoenix said through the glass, a small cloud of steam came out of the window: "Mom, Dad, don't miss me too much, I allow it." You write to me! Mother—mother! Mother, why don't you say goodbye to me! Mother, I told you I'd be back for Christmas!"

And Dali didn't look at Phoenix at all, she said to Draco with relief: "Finally there are no children in the family, and they won't be home until Christmas!"

Draco waved his hands perfunctorily at the train, with an expression of "Get out, little bastard", he hugged her waist affectionately, and when he finally couldn't see the betrayed expression of the little bastard, he was in a good mood He tilted his head and kissed Dali's face.

"Do you have time at noon?"

"Yes, of course there is."

"What about the afternoon?"

"Also at night, Mister Draco."

Dali curled her sideburns with her fingers, "I always have time for your invitation."

She looked at his mature face, the corners of their eyes might have already had fine lines, but she suddenly remembered that on a sunny day, the boy who opened the curtains and stood sideways, he flipped through her magic book... ..Thinking of that pleasant morning after the ball, accompanied by the smell of red velvet and taro paste, the sound of the boy's writing rustled... She remembered that in the atmosphere full of blessings, he pulled her hands, watched her toss the bouquet in the air... and then her beautiful girlhood was over.

They have experienced too much, but she can only think of such simple things.

Love is a wonderful matter of chance.

He just happened to appear in every scene that made her fall in love. Maybe, he just deviated a movement, or even an expression, so he wouldn't just happen to live in her heart and fall in love by accident.

"Dear Mrs. Malfoy, why are you still in a daze?" Draco reached out and waved his hand in front of her, which forced her to return to reality from memory.

"Oh, I think I'm waiting for you." Dali blinked and narrowed her eyes slightly, "Where are you going to take me?"

"It's not my decision, it's you, you can go wherever you want, this family has always been your decision."

"Then I might have to think about it..."

"You're really showing off right now."

"I learn it from you."

At this time, the dissipating crowd at the station disappeared, and the scene that replaced it seemed to be the green lawn outside Hogwarts, in the sparkling black lake, a giant squid was paddling like a dream OK.When that golden boy walked towards the castle, he turned his head impatiently and said fiercely, "Hurry up, Dursley, we're going to be late!"

And the girl in school uniform ran over to keep up step by step. This time, the boy held her hand.

They gradually overlap with them, becoming one.

Just like the glorious years, just like the shining past at that time.

The author has something to say:

It's really over.

However, there are many hidden details in this chapter, I hope you can find them out.

Goodbye, Darley Dursley.

You will always shine in my story.

love you very much.

Of course I also love you babies :3

This time I worded it precisely, if the rating is not five-star, please don’t give it a thank you, I’ve been here for a long time and there are still people calling it something else, cuties please be merciful: 3

A new pit has been opened:

[HP] Tom next door to Mary

Next door to Tom lives sister Mary, you can call her Mary next door to Tom, of course, you can also say Tom next door to Mary.

Tom hated Mary very much. Although they had been together since childhood, it was absolutely necessary.

Therefore, he often speaks ill of Mary.

Because of this, he was often severely beaten.

Mary: I'm getting married.

Tom: Then, congratulations, congratulations, you, married.

Fiance: Dangerous!

Lightning protection:

Sister and brother love, about four years apart in age, the heroine of Badger Courtyard, loyal and beautiful, reckless and kind, loves freedom, and is in huge contrast with CP Lao Fu. Tom can be suppressed by force until the age of 15.The heroine is not born with any curses, so she can still beat Little Tom with Gaunt's level 10 curse.

Detective Moriarty:

One of the bravest things Shirley has ever done is to write a Wei Guangzheng detective novel based on the characters of Napoleon, the future London criminal world.

It's still on fire.

The next brave thing Ciri ever did was write a post-breakup book for every ex.

Now they're all coming.

Mycroft: My book is her debut.

Darcy: Mine is in hardcover.

Moriarty: But I make the most money.

When Xili was overwhelmed by the expensive copyright fees, she was determined to negotiate. The duplicity of the math genius said: "Copyright fee? As long as you marry me, it can be considered as the joint property of the husband and wife."

Ciri Caimi Bird expressed unacceptable: "Climbing! =皮=# This is my personal property before marriage!"

"Then the price you paid," Moriarty said slowly, "is very high."

Also known as "What should I do if my green plum treats me as a tool to make money", "I treat you like a younger brother but you want to pick on me".

The growth-type chaotic and kind-hearted heroine, young, non-whitewashing, the main background is "The Collection of Sherlock Holmes", and other combinations of "South and North", "Pride and Prejudice" and so on.

Need to know: Comprehensive classics, overhead Europe, the timeline is completely disrupted, don't delve into history.

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