The Magical Journey of the Platinum Spirit

Even in summer, the garden planted with pigeon wood is almost dead quiet.The little goblins who used to be active in the garden have all moved to the other side of the estate, even though the scarcity of vegetation there is not as pleasant as it is here.

Joan's breath made them happy, but Pigeon Wood, who was almost the overlord in the plant world, drove them away as if consciously. Under the choice of two, they all left.

Her father and brother were gone, and she knew her silence had hurt them, and they shouldn't have been so distant.Just like the first time she met Brother Draco at Hogwarts, she had an instinctive sense of closeness in her heart, they were natural relatives.The ties of blood ties drive her to meet their expectations all the time.

But the more this happened, the more fearful and uneasy she became. If the nine years of Raffod's life could not give her a reason to hesitate, then what are these nine years?

They are gone, and your hesitation has hurt your blood relatives.She shed tears for a long time in front of the window, and the feeling of oppression and pain swept her whole world.You should say something, things shouldn't be like this, everyone is waiting for your answer, how can you escape like this?

But what should she do?Grandma Ellie's tearful, helpless and desperate face kept flashing before her eyes, and Grandpa Bee's expectant eyes kept staying on her body. What should she do?Only in this way can everything return to the original point as pure and beautiful.

Permanent cleaning magic, so that there is not a single leaf under the pigeon wood tree.But that's right, how could there be withered leaves in this season when everything grows? Joan drew the curtains and turned around, the room was still warm and unobstructed by the light.

Andris stood at the door and looked at her. She didn't throw herself into his arms as usual, and called him brother coquettishly.Memories mottled into broken light and shadows, passing by her eyes in a circle, melting into the soil like falling flowers and disappearing.She suddenly missed the little happiness in the past very much. Since all this happened, her life has been jumping out of the established life track again and again, exceeding her acceptance time and time again.

Probably because I had too much from the beginning, so I couldn't accept a little loss.

These things have always made her want to cry, and the person who was closest to her was clearly standing in front of her and beside her, but she could no longer see clearly.

She walked past him, and he watched her walk past him.

This moment seemed like forever.

Andris clenched his hand into a fist, waiting for her to stop, Biedrins' words still in his ears.

He said to him: Andris, unless Joan never recognizes Malfoy in her whole life, you will always be a passerby looking at her.No matter how much Lucius loved his daughter, he couldn't make the decision to marry a daughter who had awakened the ancient elven blood out of Malfoy Manor.Did you forget it?Joan has an older brother.

You know better than me how important bloodline is to the inheritance of a family. Alina and I are typical examples.Elina was released from Cassandra Manor to meet me after giving birth to Oss, but she was unable to have children for the rest of her life.I don't need to talk about these cruel rules in the nobles, you should know it too.Cassandra's Patriarch Os is the child of Ellie and her brother Aldrich, which is the shame and pain of my life, Bidderings Raffod.

I don't want to see you and Joan go down the same path as Ellie and I.

So Andris, we can only fight Malfoy desperately.

He couldn't grasp all this by himself, Joan's world seemed to have drifted away when he said to Lucius, 'Mr. Malfoy, I will tell Joan everything'.Biedrins' shock and bewilderment he accepted.He once thought that he would take the expected and desperate path for Joan.But seeing Joan falling into a coma again and again and encountering things he didn't know before his eyes, his heart was already slowly departing from everything he had done.

In the past few years, he has stood at a fork in the road that made him painfully choose all the time, hesitating again and again, and stalemate again and again.Until the sudden appearance of Malfoy and his son.

Joan brought a series of involuntary things to his life, he worked hard for nearly ten years, just to build her a perfect kingdom and let her be his princess at ease, but this time, he suddenly Decided to let go and accept this powerlessness.

Joan, I'm just seeing how far we can go on this broken path.

The author has something to say: I am writing a side story, and I am afraid that what I think is missing.Whatever you want to know, whatever you have doubts about, just bring it up.The school dormitory building is very quiet, but I have never found the feeling of being at home.I'm not used to coding. I don't keep a diary these days, because I always write notes in the diary unconsciously.Also, don't hate the Raffeds, please.

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32. Angel...

Joan stayed in the studio for many days, and many times she even fell asleep on the newly installed mahogany table on the desk.When she woke up, if it was midnight, she could always see the mist outside the window. She hadn’t seen Andris for many days. Only Alina and Biedrins came to see her from time to time, but they were silent to each other and didn’t say anything. explain.

Living in the same manor seems to be in two different worlds.

Many times they try to say something, only to end up in an awkward situation after a few words.

Joan looked at the pigeon wood outside the window and said to himself that it was impossible to go back to the past.Once the seeds of estrangement are planted, they will grow stronger day and night.She and they are pushed further and further apart by this masked past.

She smiled and said to Grandma Alina during afternoon tea, I want to eat caramel biscuits.But Elina won't stretch out her hand to embrace her and say dotingly like before, "Okay, my little princess."Now she was crying, as if she had received a gift, she was at a loss, and kept saying yes.

Joan cried as she watched the back of her leaving. She didn't know what turned the confident and elegant Alina Loughde into this.Even the cheerful and strong Grandpa Biedrins began to be in poor spirits all day long.She didn't leave did she?She's still with them, isn't she?She's still the same as before isn't she?

She suddenly understood that all this was not all because of herself.

She began to hold a paintbrush all day long. Perhaps it was the sudden encounter that made her grow up, and her mood was different from before.She always felt that her paintbrush was more consistent than before.She stays in the studio all day long like a bewilderment, repeatedly drawing those people and objects that have appeared in the pen countless times.

Pigeon wood, rose garden, house elves, and even the plants and trees of Hogwarts in memory...

No one will bother her, and no one will bother her.

The little elf Kaka always looked at her worriedly, and she sometimes stroked its head comfortingly. On its head was crookedly wearing a hat that was said to be designed by the House Elf Guild.Brother Draco said that this was her companion elf, Kaka.She said, Kaka, thank you for being with me.After Nannan struggled to die before her eyes in the early morning, Beibei has not appeared in front of her for many days, maybe because of fear, maybe it was a signal from Grandma Ellie and Grandpa Bee.The one who stayed by her side now was Kaka with the gold Malfoy family logo on her clothes.

It pays more attention to etiquette than Beibei, and even suppresses nervousness and trembling to remind Joan of some manners that he doesn't usually pay attention to.

Throughout the summer, the weather outside the window is cloudy and rainy, and the occasional sunny day always comes and goes in a hurry.

It was already the end of August when Joan stood by the window again and looked at the crackling pigeon wood being beaten by the thunderstorm that fell suddenly in the evening.Kaka tried to close the window several times but was stopped by her.The unobstructed wind blowing through the broken window made her extremely sober. Looking outside, she suddenly wanted to go for a walk, not to leave here, but to go for a walk.

She said: Kaka, can you help me contact Teacher Angel?

Kaka bent down without any surprise, and answered her in a sharp voice: Yes, little master.

She said: Tell Teacher Angel, please come to Lougheed Manor before this Friday, just say, just say... Forget it, that's all, Kaka.

Teacher Angel arrived at Loughde Manor in the afternoon of the second day. The weather was dull, and black clouds piled up together, giving the illusion that they were about to fall heavily.She walked into the manor under the surprised eyes of the Raffod couple. Because of the surprise, she even forgot to greet her, because they didn't send any invitation.

Without their orders, the house elf stood aside awkwardly, wondering if it was time to prepare refreshments for the guests, but Angel finally spoke first.

"Mr. Loughed, Mrs. Loughed, good afternoon."

"Ah, good afternoon, good afternoon, Angel... Yes, did Joan ask you to come here?"

"Yes, a house-elf named Kaka told me about it yesterday."

……

Their conversation was short and without restraint.Alina raised her head several times to look at the corridor on the second floor, but there was no one there. Maybe she hoped someone would appear, maybe she was afraid of someone appearing.Angel was silent for a long time during this sudden incident.She put down the black tea that was no longer hot in her hand, looked at the Raffod couple and said: Tell me about this, what do you want me to do?

How to do it?The Raffods lost their voices in her words, they no longer knew what to do.Time seemed to go back 36 years ago, and they were so dazed and without any decision during the countless days and nights they embraced in Cassandra's secret room.

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