The Magical Journey of the Platinum Spirit

Bright.

But this time, not only Pansy, but even Blaise, who had always been taciturn, burst out laughing.

Joan didn't have the consciousness that they were laughing at him at all, at most he felt that they didn't approve of what he said.Pan Xi said to her helplessly, Joan, beauty is a description of a girl.Although Draco is really pretty.After saying this, Pansy had already sat down with Joan in his arms. Obviously, at this moment, staying with Joan was the safest.

Joan, to describe a boy as handsome, Pansy added with a sly smile looking at Draco's half-smile eyes.

Sister Pansy, Joan didn't notice Draco's expression, and continued following Pansy's words, is it true that you just said you saw Brother Andris?

is that true?

Pansy looked at Draco's gloomy expression and felt bitter. She didn't know if she regretted telling Joan this fact, or Draco's concern and possessiveness for Joan made her sad.

it is true.

Pansy turned her head and stroked Joan's long hair scattered on the sofa, her tone suddenly became sad.

He's in Ravenclaw, you'll see him.As she spoke, she stood up and held Blaise, all right.Today's work is almost over, I'm going to bed too, and I have to send those little devils to the classroom tomorrow.

Blaise didn't move, and Pansy's arm around his stiffened, her eyes raised pleadingly.Blaise clenched his hands, nodded to Draco, and left with Pansy.

Oh brother, did you hear that?he came.Joan jumped up happily, and then sank into the soft sofa again.

I knew it, he promised me, he will definitely come.

Joan excitedly took Draco's hand and shook it vigorously. He looked at her with a gentle smile, which was warm but without warmth.He didn't know why he became cold at this moment, but when his father's decisive words echoed in his ears again, his heart was still fluctuating hard to calm down.Joan, at this time, if I still don't know what I want, I'm a fool.

However, even though he has ten years more opportunities than me, he is doomed to lose in the end.He didn't know where his self-confidence came from, but at that moment, even the restlessness of these days disappeared in his heart.He knew he could do it, Joan's surname was Malfoy, and after a hundred years, their names would appear side by side on Malfoy's family tree.

Draco pulled Joan up, tied her loose long hair behind her head, took her by the hand and sent her to the corridor leading to the girls' dormitory, and pointed to the time when she was condensed in the air with magic power. It's almost nine o'clock.

Well, now, immediately, go back to bed, and we will talk about it tomorrow.

Kaka has already come to Hogwarts, if you need anything, you can find him, or let him notify me.

Well, good night brother.

good night.

44

44. Forbidden Forest...

Surrounded by big trees that block out the sun, the light is sparsely scattered from the gaps in the lush branches and leaves.Joan sat with his arms around his knees under the intertwined tree, with a thick layer of fallen leaves under him.The fluffy feeling of doing it is no different from a Slytherin sofa.The only difference is probably the touch.

Joan stretched out his hand and pinched a crisp leaf, rubbed his index finger and thumb lightly, well, it was powdered.

It's really hard to do, such an environment can be done like this.

Oh, Joan patted her head, she can't dwell on this issue now, she stood up.His feet were buried shallowly in the fallen leaves.She's been around here all night, now?Look at the light, it's almost morning.Last night, she had washed and changed into her pajamas and was just about to go to bed when she received a letter.

The moment she opened it, her whole body appeared here.

That's a portkey.

She squeezed the soft pillow in her hand, and suddenly felt a little funny, and there was also a pillow that she would habitually hold in her arms when she sat down.The corners of her pajama dress had turned black, but she didn't bother to throw a cleaning spell on it.In fact, she couldn't do it at all. From the moment she entered the woods, her magic power seemed to be emptied, and she didn't respond at all.The forest was extremely silent, without any movement, like Malfoy Manor planted with pigeon wood.No creatures other than Malfoy and house-elves.

She was suddenly thankful that all her clothes were cast with a permanent thermostatic spell, so she stayed peacefully in this woods for a whole night, and did not freeze to death. She could see clearly the cold fog that filled the night.But she had no choice but to change out of the clothes. There was a door key that her brother asked her to carry with her.That Portkey would activate itself if the wearer's life was in danger.

Now she has nothing on her but this pillow.

So, don't be careless.

After trying to communicate with the tree and failing, Joan took off his shoes and held them in his hands.The shoes are summer slippers, hollowed out, and there will be broken leaves and twigs from time to time on this ground full of fallen leaves.It's better not to wear it.

She wanted to look up to see how dense the canopy was, to distinguish north from south.But after turning around a few times, I found that the trees here seem to have been copied.There is no growth characteristic of natural plants at all, and the distance, height, and growth state between each plant are the same.After discovering this, despite being a little panicked, Joan quickly calmed down.

Maybe it's because there are trees all around. Since she was a child, she found that the more vigorous the plants are, the easier it is for her to calm down.That's why she went out many times to go deep into nature to collect folk songs.

There was no other way, Joan closed his eyes and turned twice on the spot, pointed in one direction, and walked down without any hesitation.And the pillow was left in place by her.

Where is Joan located?Perhaps the answer is clear, the Forbidden Forest.Joan didn't know where Joan was going, maybe he didn't even think of the conspirator.Four directions, one will lead to the outer edge of the Forbidden Forest, but will pass through the territory of a group of blood-eating demon spiders, one will lead to the depths of the Forbidden Forest, where the species living there can't even avoid the demon spiders, and the other will lead to Where the conspirators most wanted her to be.But Joan's choice was the most unsure.

After Joan left, a figure wearing a cloak slowly came out from behind a big tree. The wide black cloak covered his entire figure, making it impossible to tell whether he was fat or thin.

He took a fixed look at the silver-green pillow that fell on the dead branches and leaves, flicked his sleeves lightly towards it, then turned decisively and galloped towards Hogwarts, only seeing A shadow.The light-colored sunlight penetrated the branches and leaves with difficulty, and it seemed that it was raining goose feathers in the forest of leaves, and the white velvet gushed out from the burst pillow.

With the shapeless airflow spreading this quiet environment.

Joan walked all the way forward. The road in the woods was smooth and not as difficult as she thought.She even saw a few magical creatures, in fact she saw them for the first time in real life - centaurs.But obviously, they didn't want to get close to her, they were always in a place where she could see but couldn't touch.

What Joan didn't know was that the two horsemen who had been watching her for a long time had been arguing for a long time because of her.

Unbelievable, Firenze looked at Joan who was walking slowly in the woods, said something inaudibly, then turned to look at Bain with the same silver eyes as him: Isn't it?

Ah yes, of course.All because of her.The whole world will be different.

Her breath is very different, which makes people feel very comfortable.

Yes, she may be different.

As he spoke, his gaze shifted from Joan to Firenze.

Perhaps, you should stay at Hogwarts as a divination teacher.In this way, you can get closer to her.

Bane's eyes were a bit complicated, the centaur could understand the signs conveyed by the celestial phenomena, but he didn't interfere with what happened around him.They prefer to be complete bystanders.Therefore, the centaur would rather choose the result of being regarded as a beast by the government department than to participate in the tedious affairs of the Ministry of Magic.A few years ago, Harry Potter met the soul-sliced ​​Voldemort in the Forbidden Forest. Firenze let Harry Potter ride on his back. This scene was seen by himself. He ridiculed Firenze as an "ordinary mule".He felt that his behavior lowered his status and hurt the dignity of the horse people.

Later, the divination teacher at Hogwarts resigned, and Firenze agreed to teach, but was forced to come back by the resolution of the stubborn centaur elders.

But it's too late now, isn't it?

Firenze smiled and replied to Bain, even the centaur can't fully see all the celestial phenomena, not to mention that the centaur has been punished because of this heaven-defying talent, the number is getting smaller and shorter, and the number is getting shorter and shorter. Their lives have made them ponder for too long.

No, we still have a chance, she needs help now.

Bain pouted his hooves irritably. They could help her at this time, and then win her trust, as long as she gave them a drop of real ancient elf blood when the bloodline awakened.In this way, the holy spring of the centaur will be revived again, and the cubs soaked will never die for no reason.

Baine, that's impossible.

Firenze shook his head and rejected Bane's wishful thinking. He looked at the girl who was untying the hair that had stumbled on the branch. The girl's celestial chart showed that there was still a black spot in her path, but they couldn't see it clearly. .But Firenze sensed all of this inexplicably, that black patch will not dissipate today.It's not really over yet.