The Magical Journey of the Platinum Spirit

sad? "

Joann, who was on the recliner, woke up at some point, holding her cat Crookshanks in her arms.The brush-like tail of Crookshanks swayed regularly.

She walked over and sat next to Joan, and reached out to stroke the ginger-colored fur on Crookshanks' back.

"Joan, do you know what being sad is?"

"Are you sad?" Joan insisted.

"I don't know." Hermione's voice was lonely.

"Harry will know, Hermione." You're just worried about him.

"Yeah, I know."

Joan knew she couldn't see her, so she put Crookshanks into her arms, then knelt upright in front of her.He reached out and wiped the tears from the corners of Hermione's eyes.Then he grabbed her hand and attached it to his face.

Joan said: "But I'm sad, I want to go home." Hermione's hand felt warm, and Joan's voice was more nasal than usual. "I think of Grandma Ally, Grandma Isa, Grandpa Bee, and my brother. I thought I'd been sleeping, I thought you were all in my dreams, and when I woke up it was Christmas Eve and I could be at the manor with my brother Build a few big snowmen, decorate a beautiful Christmas tree, and wait for Christmas Eve.”

Joan burst into tears, but there was no sound.

She said: Hermione, are you listening?

Hermione hugged the little girl distressedly, and reached out to stroke her long loose hair.Joann told her that her hair was the same brilliant platinum blonde as the guy they hated.Hermione said: Yes, I'm listening.I'm with you, Joanne.

"My home is in America, not here, is this England? Grandma Ellie said my parents were British, but they died when I was very young, I don't remember at all. I grew up in America Yes, with my brother. My brother is also in school, but he's in America...

The outside of the studio is a piece of pigeon wood, which will bloom white flowers in summer, and the petals are light on the branches, like a beautiful pigeon.It was already winter when those trees were moved. Grandpa Bee was afraid that they would not survive, so he brought some friends over to help. In fact, I also really like the palm tree in the center of the manor. It is tough, tall and straight, and it is the oldest tree in the manor. tree up.Grandma Allie said that Grandpa Bee took a fancy to that tree and settled there...

Candith and Carol promised me they'd come to Lougheed Manor after Christmas, but what if I wasn't there when they went?Hermione, I miss them very much, I'm afraid I won't be able to go back, what should I do if my brother can't find me.Will he ignore me for three months like last time...

Hermione, I'm afraid..."

Joan fell asleep in Hermione's arms, and Crookshanks stuck out his tongue and licked Joann's invisible skirt.Hermione couldn't help but shed tears again, Joan was a delicate and sensitive child.

From her narrative, she can imagine what a beautiful world she lives in, and she can also imagine how this child who was held in the palm of the hand accidentally wandered into this strange place to her, and how she felt after losing the initial curiosity. panic.

Hermione didn't dare tell Joan, from what she knew.She may be dead.It's just that the soul didn't go where it should go after death, and it didn't turn into a pearly white ghost with the color of the soul.But how could she tell this cruel fact to this girl who just turned six years old.

Tell her that you may never see your family again, never go back to where she wants to be.

She wanted to help her, but there was nothing she could do.For the Muggle world, wizards are existences beyond cognition, so Muggles are afraid of wizards, just like wizards hate Muggles.But the wizard is also afraid of the existence beyond his own cognition, so the few of them have been hiding the matter of Joan.

I'm afraid that this matter will attract the attention of interested people, and that the ignorant Qiao An will suffer some unexpected harm.

Hermione wiped her tears with the back of her hand. Whether it was for Harry or Joanne, this feeling of powerlessness made her extremely uncomfortable.She brushed the hair off Joan's forehead and kissed her.

Joan, I'm actually very sad.Then he picked up Joan and went back to the girls' dormitory.

And Ron and Harry stood in front of the half-open bedroom door with inexplicable expressions.

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Christmas has come and Christmas has passed.

Leaving students returned to Hogwarts, and the noise filled the corridors every day.Mrs. Norris was still wandering around the castle all day long, and Filch ran around snorting and catching students who violated the school rules.Hagrid patrolled the edge of the Forbidden Forest with a lamp every night, but she never saw the delicate young man surnamed Malfoy again.

Hermione and the others finally found what they had been wanting to know from the cards in a bag of chocolate frogs.

With Professor Snape as referee, Harry caught the Snitch in the shortest time ever.

They convince Hagrid to send his secret dragon Noble to Romania.

Harry met the unicorn who was brutally murdered in the Forbidden Forest.

The final exam is over.

Joan flicked out the quill that was not smooth, and continued to write that they decided to seize the Philosopher's Stone before the mysterious man...

Joan sat blankly in front of the window, the afterglow of the setting sun fell on the parchment in front of him in broken pieces through a row of paper cranes hanging in front of the window.These are their stories, none of them are their own.

After she came out of the Slytherin common room that day and was brought back by Harry, she stayed in the Gryffindor common room and never went out again.

This is not her world.

Every day, she folded a thousand origami cranes, and Hermione helped her string them together when they accumulated too much, and they hung up the entire window before she knew it.

Sometimes she thinks, can she go back?The thousand paper cranes with eyes full told her that a long, long time has passed.

But recently, she has a strong feeling that she seems to be going back.

When she told Hermione that she thought she was going back, Hermione always patted her head and said nothing.She knew Hermione didn't believe it.She held Hermione's arm persistently and said: "Hermione, will you miss me when I go back?"

Hermione said helplessly: Yes, of course I would.

Qiao An suddenly felt relieved. After several months of getting along, Hermione and the others had almost become the pillars of support in her heart.If she left them suddenly, she would definitely miss them.

She habitually sat by the window and waited for Hermione. In order to accompany her, Hermione would always spare time in the library and go back to the dormitory to do homework.As a result, Ron and Harry lost a lot of opportunities to refer to Hermione's homework, screaming.But when it got dark for a long time, Hermione still didn't come back.

The feeling in Qiao An's heart became stronger and stronger. She was going back, and she would go back soon.She was going to find them, she was going to say goodbye to them.She slammed into the wall and fell so hard her arms and legs hurt.A voice in my heart said, it’s too late, it’s going to be too late.

She quickly transformed her body into an incorporeal body, and passed through the wall again.

The field of vision turned into a black nothingness, and Joan burst into tears the moment he lost consciousness.

It's too late.

The Weasley brothers who play in the snow by making snow, repeat the Weasley brothers who clean up the hallway, the Weasley brothers who take her into Gryffindor.

Harry, who is known as the savior of the wizarding world, has almond-shaped clear green eyes, and is reckless and impulsive but kind.

Hermione with brown shaggy hair, Hermione who is smart and quick and takes good care of her, Hermione who is stubborn and strong but soft in heart.

Ron who always stands silently behind his friends, Ron who is a bit nervous but cute, Ron who stammers nervously when blushing.

Their figures were laughing and playing in front of her eyes, in the snow, on the Quidditch pitch, in the hall, in the hallway, they walked farther and farther until they disappeared.

She said goodbye, goodbye friends.

Hogwarts is covered with snowflakes, the windows are creaking in the wind, Hagrid's hut is bright all night on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, Mrs. Norris is walking around in the corridor, passing the indifferent and sad young man with exquisite appearance. The eyes, the warm fire in the Gryffindor common room, the little girl Crookshanks who haunted her, the thousands of paper cranes hanging from Hermione's window...these things started to break out of her memory , turned into countless colored light spots in her black void world.

Flying around her, she seems to have returned to the beginning, reaching out to catch those colorful light spots.Many a catch, they slipped through her fingers again.

She followed them in groups, getting closer to the world she was thinking of, and those people she was thinking of.But her tears flowed out uncontrollably.

"Little Joan, wake up, don't cry anymore, let's have a nightmare."

She saw Grandma Ally, Grandma Isa, Grandpa Bee, brother.Familiar and unfamiliar rooms and furnishings.

She knew she was awake.She said silently in her heart: Hogwarts, goodbye.

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15. Those encounters in time and space ([-])...

Those encounters in time and space ([-])

As one of the trustees of Hogwarts, the Malfoy family has an exclusive box near the front of the Hogwarts Express.The seats inside are black, and there are silver-green curtains hanging on the car windows, almost blending with Draco's black wizard robe and the silver-green cloak that has not been taken off, only the short platinum-blonde hair is unclear It was extraordinarily dazzling in the compartment.

Draco stared blankly at the huge follower who was almost twice his size, Gore, Ke