The Magical Journey of the Platinum Spirit

Because—that woman loved Draco as much as she did.

The author has something to say: It's almost the end, do you have any ideas?

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42. Hogwarts...

See you at Hogwarts.

Joan's heart is full of these words, because she has been waiting here for this sentence.But Andris never appeared, and Crabbe and Goyle were already looking for her in the train carriage.But they all shook their heads at him as they got off the train.

Was it not found or did it not come at all?

Joan lay on the window and looked at the platform outside, some parents who were pulling their children and chattering, and some cats walking under the feet of the crowd.On the ground are the fruit peels and confetti that the students just entered the station, those problems that can be solved with a simple magic on weekdays.Today, no one cares about it. The parting is too heavy, so they don't have the heart to care about it.

But the familiar figure in the memory has never appeared.Until this old train full of history slowly started.

Draco saw Joan's absent-mindedness, but he didn't say anything.

He had just inspected the train with Harry and discovered that one of the carriages had been cast with the Ignore Charm.

He thought Andris was probably in there, but he didn't move.And careless Ron was simply fooled by this ignore spell.

Andris, even though I know you will meet Joan sooner or later, but at this moment I suddenly don't want you to meet.By staying here, you have lost the opportunity to meet Joan in advance.

When the train arrived at the station, Joan was walking with Draco.They didn't take a boat across the Black Lake like the first-year students. In fact, this is not a mandatory requirement, but most of the students will follow this process to experience what the four giants experienced thousands of years ago.

Joan saw the Thestrals not far from the train, and she wasn't afraid at all, and even touched their skinny, skeleton-like heads with her hands.Their snorts puffed heavily onto her palms, a burst of warm and humid heat.

Draco and Harry felt sorry for her being able to see the Thestrals, because Thestrals are amazingly magical creatures that can only be seen by those who have directly witnessed death.So it was once considered a symbol of bad luck.The only death Joan witnessed was the death of the house elf Nannan.

In fact, almost all of them have seen these Thestrals with the head of a dragon, a body like a horse, a pair of bat-like wings, and eyes without pupils.The battle at Hogwarts, many students have witnessed the death.Those deaths stuck in their memories.The silver-white eyes of thestrals were pure and dead, as if reminding them of the cruelty and bloodiness of that night.

Joan sat in the car and looked at the Thestral, which had no flesh on its body, and its black fur was tightly attached to its bones. The car in front of them had disappeared into the mist.Harry was already sharing his summer vacation with Draco, and he was clearly enjoying himself.

Inexplicably, Joan thought of what his brother said, that Harry and the godfather were lovers.Embarrassed.

If Harry married his godfather in the future, who should she call her godmother?

The more she thought about it, the more troubled she looked at Harry.This question made her temporarily forget about Andris.

what happened?

Draco looked at Joan who was frowning, smiled and stroked her forehead hair, and said in a rough voice on purpose:

Don't wrinkle, like a bun.

Sure enough, Joan immediately laughed.The stretched eyebrows and eyes seemed to be fascinated by the scattered skylight.But Joan stopped with a smile and didn't join their conversation.She looked at Draco who had been smiling unabated, and suddenly felt that her smile was really low.Why did you laugh just now, why did you laugh?

Joan entered Hogwarts with a group of freshmen, and they were all very excited.Chattering and chatting, she silently watched Harry and his brother walk to different tables in the auditorium, and the different behaviors of the people at each table.She knew that this was the first stop for her to break away from the life trajectory set by her childhood.She didn't go to the American Intercontinental School of Magic, but came to Hogwarts, which was once famous for its ancient mystery in Grandma Alina's mouth.

She left Lougheed Manor and returned to her real home.

Her father, mother, brother, she turned her gaze to everyone in the auditorium.They all graduated here, and she will walk on the road they once walked today.

When the Sorting Hat sang, almost everyone covered their ears.Only Joe listened quietly, there was magic in this song.When the singing stopped, the two little girls beside Joan expressed their admiration to her.

Oh Merlin!You can listen quietly.

That's right, you are amazing.

The little girl shook her hands, her hands were sore from covering her ears so hard just now.Joan smiled and didn't answer, her eyes were still on patrol.But unfortunately, she never found the person she wanted to find.

The little girls may be sisters who gather and chat all the time.When Professor McGonagall announced the start of the sorting, the two of them cheered, oh yes, it finally started.The lively and mischievous appearance makes people enter Gryffindor at a glance, but the result is surprising.They entered Ravenclaw together.Founded by Rowena Ravenclaw, one of the Big Four, this college is based on intelligence and agility as a condition for students to choose.

But as the Sorting Hat sang:

If you're smart,

Into wise old Ravenclaw, perhaps,

Those who are wise and learned,

Always meet their kind there.

These two eccentric girls were sent to Ravenclaw by the Sorting Hat, so they must have their strengths.

After the two little girls sat down on the Ravenclaw table, they waved desperately to Joan. Obviously, they had already included Joan, who hadn't said a word to them, as friends.But Joan doesn't reject it.She stepped out of the long line and nodded at them as she walked towards the Sorting Hat.

Before sitting down, Joan bowed his knees and saluted Professor McGonagall and the Sorting Hat with a solemn and sacred expression.Professor McGonagall smiled in satisfaction, and was instantly full of affection for the little princess that the Malfoy family took ten years to find.The sorting hat was solemnly placed on Joan's head by her.

For a long time, the entire auditorium was silent.

This girl with platinum blonde hair was the only girl in the Malfoy family for hundreds of years.Joan sat there waiting for the result of the sorting hat, and everyone in the auditorium was also waiting for the same result.

Is it Slytherin?

For some reason, they were shaken by the answer that anyone would give without any doubt.The war that lasted for several years is over, and everything Slytherin has done has been recognized by the wizarding world, but the characteristics required to enter Slytherin have not changed.Several children from pure blood have entered Slytherin.

A long time passed, long enough that they thought the Sorting Hat had fallen asleep, and McGonagall had even raised the wand in his hand to check if there was something wrong with the Sorting Hat.

The Sorting Hat was very angry, and read two very awkward words aloud: Although not all Malfoys are Slytherins, there is no doubt that they are Slytherins.

Joan returned the hat to Professor McGonagall in a daze, her footsteps were a little light, but she still did not forget to thank Professor McGonagall before going down.As Harry said, the Sorting Hat weighs your thoughts.After all, life is in our own hands. My brother said: The Sorting Hat is actually a magic item that already has its own thoughts and lives.

However, the moment she put on the sorting hat, her mind went blank.

It seems that there is nothing to think about.There is nothingness in front of your eyes or in your mind.

She tried to communicate with the Sorting Hat, but there was no sound.

There was a round of applause from the Gryffindor table as she passed Gryffindor on her way to Slytherin.Slytherins have always been elegant and low-key, and they usually don't bother to express their welcome with applause.They have experienced more than ordinary children, and they will examine things from their own perspective.

But when Joan walked up to the Slytherin table, they applauded vigorously along with the Gryffindor students.This is an act of obedience.

But soon, they all looked at each other in dismay and watched the next scene.

Joan, sit here with me.

Astoria stood up from his seat and grabbed Joan who was walking towards Draco.There is an empty seat next to her, which was originally occupied by her followers, and is located under her head.She led Joan to sit in her seat, and then sat on Joan's lower head, which was originally the seat of a collateral girl from the Greengrass family.

While everyone was still watching silently, Astoria had already started asking questions attentively.Looking like a caring and good sister, Qiao An withdrew the hand she was holding.She didn't like others to make decisions for her, but she didn't get up and leave.

Out of politeness, she sat quietly beside Astoria.

Just now, she had already looked around the students in the entire academy, but she didn't see Andris.She thought, maybe that agreement was just a casual statement, and it might not be true.Such thoughts made her lose her spirits.But at this time, you can't do whatever you want.She looked at Draco, who was looking at her with serious eyes, and suddenly felt extremely sad.Andris didn't show up, and Draco's brother's fiancée was by her side.

She couldn't tell if it was jealousy or some other emotion, but she just felt like she couldn't grasp anything.The things before and after are intertwined, giving her an inexplicable feeling of wanting to cry.