The Magical Journey of the Platinum Spirit

If her life is really that so-called series, it might be better, no matter how rough the prelude and process are, the ending is perfect after all.

For the first time, Joann didn't smile to welcome the Raffods and Andris back home, she turned her attention to the Malfoys, her blood relatives.

"I remember everything, Hogwarts, Spinner's End, Malfoy Manor." Every single word struck Lucius and Draco's hearts heavily, with excited and joyful smiles on their faces .But the Raffeds, who hadn't known where they were in the manor since they entered the manor, almost collapsed. Joan had already met and recognized Malfoy and his son at a time they didn't know.

"Harry, Hermione, Ron, the Weasley twins..."

Qiao An lost her mind and talked about those memories silently, none of them said a word to disturb her.

The wind came in from the open gate of the manor and passed them wantonly. Joan looked at the flat road in front of the manor from their staggered figures. She had greeted and watched them here countless times before. She probably won't find the feeling of the past again.

"Why?!" she said lightly.Why make up those lies to deceive me! ?Why tell me I'm just a child without a father and a mother! ?Why don't you tell me about the existence of my loved ones! ?Why give Loughde Manor a life I know nothing about! ?Why! ? ...

Alina looked at Joan's unfocused eyes, but what came to her heart was the accusation she had woken her countless times in her sleep, and Joan's tearful face was intertwined between dreams and reality, that kind of heartbreak. The pain of suffocation spread all over her body, she trembled and cried, and the hand that was tightly clasping Biedrins' clothes turned blue and white from the force.

"Why don't you talk? Tell me?"

Joan turned to look at Alina and Biedrins who were embracing each other. Their haggard and decadent appearance imprinted on her tears made her very sad. What happened in the middle?Why are you all unwilling to tell me at this time.

"Concealment? Deceit? What is the truth? I want to know!"

She didn't know how many things she had forgotten, Nan Nan's death was lingering in front of her eyes, her life was completely disrupted, and she became restless and crazy under the sight of Nan Nan's unwillingness and fear .She looked blankly at the kind and loving Grandma Alina and Grandpa Beed in the past, but all of this was indifference and indifference in the eyes of Andris and others.

The author has something to say: I hesitated, many people have no way to arrange their ending.I probably hope for the Great Consummation in my heart, but this is almost impossible. The prerequisite for Consummation must be someone who endures cruelty.Can you tell me your desired ending?What kind of CP do you want? Especially Draco,

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31. Deadlock and waiting...

Joan was sitting on the carpet, her numb legs could no longer stand up, but she still refused Draco's hand to help her up, her upturned face didn't feel weak at all, even the few words just now It gives the impression of being clearly domineering.

Andris was stunned by Joan like this for a while, and he remembered all the appearances of her in his memory. It seemed that she was no longer in the reality he could control.

"Joan," he looked at her and said, "You can't question Grandma Ellie and Grandpa Bide like this. They raised you and loved you. How much do you have to hurt them?"

"elder brother……"

"In your heart, is there only deceit left after nine years of sincere treatment?!"

Joan stared blankly at Andris who was stern to her, the grievance in her heart was as irresistible as the tears in her eyes.My brother must know everything, but he has been with her for so many years as if he didn't know anything. When she was young, she asked her brother why she didn't have parents like the girl in the story. He hugged her and said, it doesn't matter. , neither did my brother.

At that time, her brother's words were her whole world, and she never asked this question again.

Andris looked at her with disappointment in her eyes, and Joan was a little uneasy and puzzled. After all, she was only nine years old, and she was obviously the one who had been kept in the dark. She just wanted to know the truth, and she had nothing. Do.Andris was very far away from her for a moment.

Seems like it's all her fault, she said to herself, like it's all your fault.But, where did she go wrong?Even my brother would change his face and scold her.

Draco finally hugged her into his arms against Gu Qiaoan's wishes. She was stunned and aggrieved as if abandoned by everyone, which made him feel distressed. Andris, who was moving with him, was restrained by him with a silent spell before he could react. In situ.If possible, he even wanted to beat him hard.

The joints were stiff for hours, and the legs ached and numb from sudden movements.Qiao An didn't say a word, and the forbearing expression made the few people who had been paying attention to her feel distressed again.Andris looked at Joan, regretting what he said just now, he was a little anxious.But seeing Joan staying obediently in Draco's arms, he suddenly didn't want to say a word, didn't want to explain anything, and didn't want to redeem anything.

The sun turned to the sky above. On this day, the elves at Lougheed Manor didn't prepare any lunch. They had been affected by Joan's emotions, so depressed that they couldn't do anything.

The questioning that Joan originally thought would come to an end also ended in her own silence.Andris said all this quietly, she was picked up as a baby in England nine years ago, Alina's adoption and raising, the concealed truth, everything.Joan listened silently without saying a word.

Andris asked: Are you willing to stay?Lougheed Estates is your forever home.

Lucius' father asked: Would you like to go to England with Dad?Go back to your real home.

She didn't speak, nodded or refuted, just nestled in Draco's arms obediently.No matter what they said, she didn't respond at all.It seems that she has completely escaped from all this, or she is still thinking about her final destination.But in any case, Lucius and Draco would not just take Joan back to Malfoy Manor without her consent.

Alina, who was pale, couldn't think about anything, and they kept looking at Joan nervously.In terms of ability, maybe they are not afraid to fight Malfoy, but when it comes to Joan, they care more about her wishes.At that time, the little children had grown up, and they couldn't help caring about her thoughts.

Draco stood by the window of Joan's bedroom. Light-colored white gauze curtains spread across the entire wall, and Kaka drew the curtains to block the direct sunlight.Through the thin white gauze, you can vaguely see the colorful roses on the window edge, which is the life blooming under Joan's brush.

Draco ordered Kaka to follow its accompanying master from today, and report all the news of the master to him and his father when necessary.

Yes, they decided to let Joann stay at Lougheed Manor until she made a definite decision.

He walked to the big soft bed in the bedroom, and carefully patted his hard-won sister.For nine whole years, seeing her sleeping peacefully in front of his eyes at this moment, this fact is almost unreal like a dream.He didn't want to leave here, but he had to leave here.

The actions of the Death Eaters became more and more aggressive. The Order of the Phoenix and Dumbledore had taken Harry to Ron's home, The Burrow, last week.Draco felt uncomfortable thinking that Hermione and Harry and the Ron family were going to spend the whole summer vacation in that house that didn't look like a house and under the eyes of the Order of the Phoenix.

He needed to leave, to leave with his father.Father was right, it was safer for Joan to stay here than to stay with them.But soon, Joan will return to them, Voldemort will disappear completely, and the ambitious Dumbledore, oh, who knows!What his old lover Grindelwald would do was beyond their concern.Just let him be a Squib who can't use magic like in the agreement, and the rest is out of their agreement.

Walking to the door, he took out the image stone in his pocket and handed it to Kaka. Kaka bowed down respectfully, it understood what the little master meant.

Draco walked slowly down the corridor to the left, where his sister had lived for nine years.He could imagine countless scenes, she stood by the window with paints and brushes and drew those roses one by one, she toddled while holding on to the railing of the corridor, she came and went between the corridors... she As he walked out of the room and into the studio slowly, Draco looked at the empty room, with more than a dozen easels regularly placed on both sides, all of different heights, and outside the window was a tall and lush garden like the Rose Manor. Extreme pigeon wood.

He looked at the corners of the white cloth covering the easel, which were finely embroidered with patterns, and the branches and leaves of the pigeon wood outside the window were almost stretched out from the window.He suddenly believed that the couple hugging and weeping in the hall downstairs really loved his sister.The Cassandra who betrayed the family and lost her own son under the pressure of the family really loved her sister. Draco clenched his hands, turned and left the room. The matter was not as absolute as he and his father thought. No need to be cornered.

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Not long after Draco and Lucius left, Joann opened her eyes. She suddenly got up from the bed and ran to the floor-to-ceiling bed and opened the curtains. Outside was still a quiet garden.