The Magical Journey of the Platinum Spirit

rushed towards Joan,

"Oh, my God, no! Merlin! It's Joan, it's really Joan."

The author has something to say: This is probably the final foreshadowing. In fact, I decided to end this place early in the morning, but I still couldn't bear it later.Always think about a little more detail, and then a little more detail.I want to say good night. The medicine I take is like sweat medicine. I have fallen asleep in class these days. Thank you teachers for ignoring my various sleeping positions.

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47. Brother...

For a moment, Joan thought that Hermione would throw her heavily into the snow, but the moment she closed her eyes, the embrace that greeted her was wide and warm.Draco's gentle male voice whispered in her ear one after another in a low, almost crying voice: Joan, Joan, Joan...

The hesitation and grievances of several days and nights were like white snow exposed in the spring sun, vulnerable to a single blow, and she responded with tears streaming down her face: um, um, um...

He said: Never leave me again.

She said: OK.

The promise of this promise is like instinct, maybe from that moment on, from the moment the splendor rose when they clasped their hands in Spider's End Alley, they were constantly approaching.She buried her head in the socket of Draco's shoulder, and it took a long time before she opened her eyes to look at the Hogwarts students who were still standing quietly watching them embrace each other.

Pansy, Blaise, Harry, Hermione, Ron, Carol, Candis, and—Andris.

Time silently became a river, and they looked at each other silently on both sides.

During the six months when Joan returned to Malfoy, Andris thought of Joan's childhood countless times.Acting like a baby and threatening the house elf to take her around the land of America to collect pictures, to paint graffiti on the white walls of the manor with a paintbrush, to cry silently when unhappy, and to bend her eyebrows and eyes when happy.Compared with most girls, she is always honestly too much, seriously not cute.

However, she is always her.It was the girl he held in the palm of his hand and had been in his heart for ten years.There will be no second her in this world.

Andris looked at Joan, who was staring blankly at him, and suddenly laughed. She was still the same, and her thoughts would always wander at such moments. In fact, he knew that she was just escaping.

He stepped closer to Joan little by little, and she grew taller.The girl who was only as tall as his chest at the beginning, now only needs to raise her head slightly to be able to meet his gaze.This distance used to be extremely beautiful in his mind, but now it seems extremely ironic.

He glanced coldly at Draco who held Joan tightly in his arms, smiled innocently and said to Joan: Joan, did my brother tell you that I love you more than myself? , not just brothers and sisters, but between men and women, from the time we met until today.I spent a whole ten years guarding you, but in the end I still didn't restrain you and let you leave my world. You said, do I still have a chance now?

After Andris finished speaking, without any hesitation, he just reached out and wiped away the tears from the corners of Joan's eyes, and the figure disappeared in place.

Joan struggled in Draco's arms and shouted: Brother.

But the empty air gave her no response.

The confinement in Draco's arms did not loosen at all, and that turning around was like an eternal parting.Qiao An cried miserably and kept calling her brother. She knew that her behavior was very naive.Later, she herself couldn't tell who she was calling.When she woke up again, she was in her own bedroom at Malfoy Manor.

Kaka stood two meters away from the bed and bent deeply. She silently looked at the gorgeous magic lamp above her head. It was a product of Curly Tai. She knew it because many lamp styles were designed by her. , which is one of the most classic ones.It was designed by Andris to celebrate the opening of the Kelitai branch in Europe.

Andris.elder brother.

He said he loves me.

She thought she might lose him.

Andris's smile always appeared in front of her eyes, that kind of heartfelt, innocent, smile.It made her feel extremely sad.No, she was going to see him.Joan sat up from the bed suddenly, maybe because she got up too fast, her head was dizzy, her feet hadn't touched the ground, and the feeling of top-heavy made her fall back on the bed again.

"Little master, the master asked me to tell you that you are currently very weak due to the sudden and rapid growth of your body, and you will recover as long as you rest enough."

"No, I want to get up, I want to see Andris!"

Kaka waited silently for Joan to finish, and waved the second-hand magic wand in her hand without hesitation, making Joan lie flat on the bed again, wrapped in the warm quilt again.Maybe it was such a sudden interruption, she disappeared the insistence on going to see Andris just now, instead she lay quietly on the bed.After finishing all this, Kaka stood quietly to the side. After a while, Draco and Lucius also came to Joan's room.

"Joan, are you feeling alright?" Lucius asked her with concern.

"pretty good."

"Can you tell Dad about what happened that day?" Lucius clenched the ornate cane in his hand, which had become his habitual action.When St. Mungo's doctor detected Joan again, his age was shown as 13 years old.This simply made him feel unbelievable, but soon he was reminded by Draco that he thought of Joan's previous time-space crossings.

The feeling of powerlessness once again surrounded him, the head of the Malfoy family.

"Dad, it's okay, it won't happen in the future..."

Joan naturally knew what his father Lucius was worried about, so he told them all about those few days, especially when Draco frowned when he heard that Joan received the door in the dormitory. Never let go of the key.

In Slytherin's territory, under his nose, there are still people who dare to make small moves, and they can only say they are courting death.What's more, the investigation of Blaise and Pencey has no clue so far.Standing by Joan's bed, Draco's expression changed, and Joan called him three times before he recovered.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine." Draco smiled reassuringly at her.

Joan was dubious, then turned around and asked Lucius: "Dad, when can I go back to school?" Lucius was stunned for a moment, and then slowly replied: "Joan, you are 13 years old now , did you know? Your name is no longer on the first-year list at Hogwarts, but your name is also not on the third-year list."

Lucius' expression became sad and cautious. In his mind, Joan was deceived by Godfrey.That hypocritical old fellow!The series of magic tests not only informed that Joan's age suddenly increased to 13 years old, but even his magic power disappeared.Like a squib.

"So, I was expelled from Hogwarts?" Jo asked this question quietly, and she had no doubt that what her father said was true.

Lucius was silent.

Telling her the news probably broke her heart even more than she thought she'd been expelled from Hogwarts.

However, the silence of her brother and Lucius was what made her even more terrified. Her tear-filled gray-blue eyes looked closely at Lucius' flickering eyes.Draco also fell silent, not saying a word.

"elder brother!"

Joan looked at them, and Lucius held the staff in his hand, and the uneasiness and pain in his heart raged back and forth.

"Joan, a child of the Malfoy family can endure any hardship. Dad doesn't want to hide you." After pondering for a long time, he continued, "Maybe you won't be able to use magic in the future."

Joan looked at Lucius in disbelief, and Draco turned around to avoid her eyes. Of course, she knew the importance of magic power to a magician.However, when this was the case, she calmed down instead.

"is this real?"

"Joan, you are Malfoy's little princess. You are Dad's baby." So Dad will not deceive you, so, no matter what, your position in our hearts will not change in the slightest.

"Father," she called her father, not her father. This was not only the difference between the two, Lucius felt that Joan had really grown up, and was no longer the child who stayed deep in his memory.With these two words, she began to take responsibility in her heart and made her own decision.

"So, I have no magic power, so I was kicked out of Hogwarts, right?"

Joan's tears swirled in her eyes, wet her eyelashes, and she didn't want to open her blurred eyes.

"It doesn't matter, I can do other things I want to do." Joan looked at Lucius and smiled far-fetchedly. "I didn't like magic when I was young. I liked those ordinary things. Art, music, a lot of them. I can do what I want to do. I can."

"madness!"

As soon as Joann's crying voice fell, the taunt of Malfoy's ancestor broke in through the wall, lingering in his ears, Joann, Draco, and Lucius felt dizzy for a while. .Draco swayed a few times and was barely able to stand upright, Lucius' resolute and handsome face showed an unhealthy blush that he had endured.

It was Joan who recovered first.

Her wet eyes looked at her father suspiciously, is it the ancestor?

Lucius didn't speak, and then a voice gave her the answer.

"Joan, my descendant, an ancient elf who is about to awaken. Be proud of your bloodline!" Clement's youthful and clear voice was full of vicissitudes, and then his tone suddenly became extremely ironic, " That damn spiral horn! How dare you just let you drink blood like this. If it weren't for the suppression of your elven blood, the powerful power contained in the horn would be enough to purify you into 'air'. However, this also shows that your The blood of the ancient elves is enough