Vodai Ecstasy

A huge beech tree stands alone in the vast snow field, its leaves have long been buried by the cold winter, white snow lies on the staggered bare branches, sometimes rushing to the ground abruptly, like a sad tree suddenly shot down by a gun flock of birds.

The moment the brown-haired boy dragged his shovel out of the hut under the tree, he was almost hit by this unexpected attack. Fortunately, he took a step back, and the snow fell steadily onto the white ground.

Underage wizards cannot use magic outside of school.Obviously a problem that can be solved by magic, but they have to use Muggle methods to clean up the snow.

"You didn't wear glasses." The young Allen caught up with him, dragging a shovel that was about the same size as him, and handed him a pair of goggles.

"Thank you." Nord patted his younger brother on the shoulder: "Dad really asked you to come?"

"And he said he would clean the yard before sunset." Allen said angrily, "I think he is abusing us."

"Well...well." Nord glanced at his own yard with no walls at all. It can be said that it is only one foot away, and it can be five miles away, which is the distance between them and the nearest neighbor.

"Maybe you made him angry." Nord found a suitable position and shoveled the first shovel with more effort than he expected.

"I don't have one," Allen retorted, "I'm only going to Hogwarts next year, and I don't have a report card to show him now."

"Neither do I now," Nord explained. "The final exam won't be until after the holidays."

"That's because you didn't review and made him angry." Allen didn't show any weakness, his thin body took a lot of effort, but the shovel inserted into the snow remained motionless like a stubborn old man.

"That's it." Nord was not in the mood to continue arguing. He probably understood that after returning home, he almost shut himself in the room, like an empty shell that lost his soul. He didn't know how to deal with this situation. With everything that happened during the semester, he couldn't tell his relatives about the joy and troubles that happened in school as freely as in previous years. He was escaping from all this and all the things he had done wrong in the past six months.

He even regretted that he chose to go home, but what can he do by staying at school?Looking for Jerry?Follow Riddle?Or let Schell, who has an illusion of conscience, accuse him of concealing the truth day after day?

Merlin, it's so easy to confess, but it's heart-wrenching to confess. He was just a coward who escaped.

Perhaps being able to free up his physical activities is a slanted window for him to escape from his father.

"Hey, Ian, look this way!"

Before he could exhaust himself from the activity, Allen screamed and tried to drag him back through the window.

"We have a guest!"

Allen threw the shovel aside, excitedly jumped back to the porch and knocked on the door vigorously: "Dad, Mom, we seem to have a guest."

"Calm down, Alan!" Nord frowned: "Mom didn't say that there are guests today."

"No, I think we do have a guest today." Anne Nord, who was wrapped in a wool felt, opened the door with a teacup in her arms. She takes it, Ian."

"But I didn't change my clothes at all..." Nord frowned and put down the work at hand. He straightened up, the world in the goggles was covered with a reassuring cold light, and then he saw the hesitant figure on the other side of the river .

Merlin's beard.

Nord hurriedly took off the goggles, but the portrait did not disappear, and the narrow river covered with frost could not reflect her appearance, but he felt that his heartbeat would freeze at this moment.

Merlin's beard.

What exactly is going on.

"Do you recognize me?"

Daiyu looked at this boy rushing to her in a frenzy, and unexpectedly, she didn't feel abrupt, but only felt a little funny and distressed.

Think about what he did just now?She looked into this room, the younger child saw her first, and then the mother went out, the big boy who had been immersed in his work looked at her last, and then crossed the river bank in an instant like a madman, quite embarrassed He rushed in front of her, but couldn't say a neat opening remark.

He seemed to know some strange spells, Daiyu was surprised that she was not surprised at all.

Xu is recognized.

"Of course," the boy smiled bitterly: "Miss Lin, my name is Nord, Ian Nord, we met at Hogwarts."

This sentence made her inexplicably feel a little uncomfortable:

"Sorry, I forgot again."

"Please don't take it to heart." Nord said softly, "Would you like to come to my house? We haven't seen each other for a long time."

The girl hesitated for a moment: "Won't I bother you? My appearance...is a bit abrupt."

The boy chuckled: "You will always be a guest here, I promise."

The owl at the ghost's feet suddenly screamed, causing both of them to be surprised, and Allen suddenly appeared from behind Nord:

"Ian, is this a ghost? The ghost from your school visited our house?"

The girl couldn't help laughing: "I'm not sir."

"Looking for an owl without a name?" Angelik threw a strange-flavored bean into his mouth, and then pouted his mouth in pain: "I've never heard of such a thing. If a wild owl doesn't go through the post office, even if it's Call out all our people, and it's too hard to find an owl without a name."

Riddle relaxed on the back of the chair, and said softly: "I think so... But this incident has given me inspiration, maybe we can consider improving our tracking magic, and now all we can use is traces from the Ministry of Magic. , this thing is too unreliable."

"Or use divination?" The blond boy continued, "After all, we don't have any clues now."

"It's really a headache..." Riddle rubbed his temples agreeingly: "You can try it first, but I plan to go out these two days. I may need your help to deal with it at school. I will be back before the end of the vacation."

Angelik shrugged, and put the potion on the table into his pocket.

Riddle didn't look at him, his eyes didn't know where to fall.

Angelik glanced at him, thought for a moment, and couldn't help but ask, "What are you going to do?"

"What do you mean?" The boy's reaction was not as preoccupied as he seemed.

"Well... just... all kinds of things," Angelik paused, as if organizing his words: "School activities are becoming boring... We have basically got what we want, but what are we going to do next? ? I thought you'd been looking for the Chamber of Secrets, but this semester you're going to Hogsmeade whenever you have time..."

Riddle turned his head and looked at his most loyal supporter seriously. He had forgotten that this loyal servant had always been a fanatical defender of pure blood. Ke's business of maintaining order in the school has been smooth and unimpeded, and he can do almost everything he wants to do except kill Muggleborns.The air that is too smooth is like the continuous rain, which will always nourish the empty moss. Obviously, unlike him who keeps bumping into the wall, Angelik desperately needs new air.

"So you want to find new fun?" Riddle said softly, "Or are you thinking about the future?"

"...I don't know," Angelik tried to smile, but couldn't be as relaxed as before: "I can't see what we can do in the future? Just live another two years like this, graduate, and find a job , fall in love with a witch, get married and have children, that's it?"

"That's your pursuit?" Riddle couldn't help laughing.

"Of course not!" The blond boy frowned, "We should get rid of the Muggle seeds, and those half-bloods who tarnish the blood of wizards, I..." He glanced to the side to confirm that no one was eavesdropping After their discussion, they lowered their voices and said, "You know what I want to do."

"Grindelwald won't be good for long." The black-haired boy picked up the newspaper beside him and said softly, "And that's not what you're after, is it?"

"Why do you say that?"

"...Intuition." Riddle's gaze stayed on the most eye-catching headline in the center of the newspaper - "Grindelwald Successfully Escaped Prison Again: The Shame of the Ministry of Magic?" ".His slender fingers stroked the rough paper, and the figure of the auburn-haired professor flashed in his mind again. He frowned and said in a low voice, "...I don't want to confront him either, it will be very troublesome."

"Then you will fulfill your promise, right?" Angelik couldn't help confirming.

"Of course." The black-haired boy laughed again: "... If you are bored, how about spending some time learning more about magic, my friend? That will kill you a lot of time."

"Do you really have no plan? You know I can get 10 OWLs." Angelik was puzzled.

"Do you think OWLs are enough?" The boy chuckled, his voice as low as the falling snow in April: "...don't hold me back."

The Nord family's house is neither crowded nor spacious. Everything seems to be designed for this family of four. Fashionable wallpapers are pasted on the walls, and every open space is covered with one or two The small objects were filled, the narrow corners were cleaned up in an orderly manner, several pots of flowers and plants that Daiyu could not name were placed in the room, filled with a sweet fragrance, everything was just right.

"My name is Anne Nord," the light brown-haired mother made her a cup of tea, and introduced with a smile: "This is my husband, Eric Nord, besides his parents, you are the first A soul who came to visit our house, but you are much different from them... how about black tea? I don't know what you like, please don't mind."

"What a bother." Daiyu nodded and said, "I don't know how I came here. Thanks to Madam, I am happy to see my old friend."

"I heard from Ian," Annie smiled. "How should I say it? You are more beautiful than I imagined. Are you traveling?"

"It's just a random walk," the girl said with a smile, "I just don't remember where I went, otherwise I can tell my wife about it for fun."

"It's Merlin's greatest gift that you can come here." Annie winked, "The last time Eric's friend came here, he said it was under the beeches by the river, but he ran to Ma Lin more than ten miles away. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, otherwise that appearance would have caused a riot among the Muggles."

Daiyu couldn't help covering her mouth: "That gentleman is also a wonderful person."

"You should really look at how embarrassed Ian was when he found him. You wanted to jump on Ian. Ian was only 12 years old at that time, not half as tall as him." Annie laughed happily.

"Is that gentleman frightened?"

"No, that man has been to the Muggle market twice since he was born. The last time he was led by his parents through the London market, how old was he at that time, and now he is almost a messy old man."

"Then Mr.'s parents should be alive." Daiyu said softly.

"Of course, but they went to Egypt for vacation this year, otherwise they can meet you. That old couple is also very interesting." Annie said with a smile.

"That's really a blessing." The girl's voice was a little low.

"By the way, do you want to go to the Muggle market, Ms. Lin?" Nord suddenly interjected, and Annie froze for a moment, then echoed: "By the way, the Muggle market here is quite interesting. If Miss Lin is not busy, Ian can take you there in two days."

"I want to go too." Allen said loudly while eating the cake, Eric patted his head, the little boy quickly swallowed his mouth, and said again: "Can I go together?"

The ghost was a little embarrassed: "This is an unexpected guest, how dare you bother Madam?"

"This is Ian's idea," Annie laughed again: "Ian doesn't have many friends, and I'm always worried that he won't get along with others at school. Since Miss Lin is Ian's friend, I must treat you well. How about staying here for two days?"

"mom!"

"How does this make it?"

Nord and Daiyu blushed together.

The girl turned her face away and said softly: "I am really grateful for Madam's kindness. I am like this. First, I don't care about rest. Second, it must be very inconvenient to stay with someone..."

Allen tilted his head, and Anne wanted to say something more, but Eric stopped her.

"Annie," Eric shook his head: "Miss Lin doesn't want to forget it, their customs are different from ours."

"But……"

"I saw Miss Lin has an owl," Eric saw through his wife's concerns: "We can contact Miss Lin through the owl," he turned his head and asked, "I don't know what Miss Lin's owl is called?"

"I don't know if it is mine, I can only say it is a companion," Daiyu smiled: "...I can't remember how it came here, but it has been following me. This bird has something. Spiritual, knowing how to forage for food, I like it from the bottom of my heart."

Eric pondered for a moment, and said seriously: "Miss Lin might as well give it a name. According to common sense in the wizarding world, if it accepts it, then it should belong to you."

"For a while, I couldn't think of a good name... I've always called her Yan'er."

The little owl, which had been staying quietly on the cage, suddenly let out a loud cry, and on the high chest, the V-shaped soft feathers seemed to be flowing with fluorescent green light.