HP's Adagio Minor

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Two hours later, Lola stood at the end of a London street, holding an owl cage, helpless.

Yes, she came from the Netherlands on a 'private plane', but she had no way of contacting anyone after arriving at the destination - she was completely unfamiliar with the streets of London, and she couldn't even tell the specific address of Pritchard's mansion.Although she has a protective spell cast by her father (if she encounters any life-threatening magical energy, or abnormal heart rhythm fluctuations, fatal trauma, etc., she will automatically be sent back to Riga), this thing seems to be against Muggles. The world is not sensitive at all, otherwise she would not remain indifferent after she was kidnapped by the man in black-but she couldn't do such a thing as causing a protective spell to bruise herself all over.

At this moment, Lola really wished that she was an adult, so she only needed to find a corner where no one was around and cast the sound transmission spell.

In the distance, the Muggle-built bridge was shining with beautiful light spots. Lola wandered the streets dejectedly. The red-tailed vulture owl staying in the birdcage was rarely quiet, which made Lola feel even more helpless.She reached out and rummaged in her pocket, and finally found her withered money bag. Looking at the golden coin lying in her hand, she suddenly had an idea.

The girl walked to an intersection with few pedestrians and vehicles, raised her wand, and maintained this silly action for a long time - only to hear a deafening 'bang', and a three-storey, bright purple bus suddenly appeared In front of her, 'Knight Bus' was written in large gold letters on the windshield.

"Welcome to the Knight Bus, the nighttime emergency bus service for witches and wizards in distress." The tall, thin, sallow-faced female conductor glanced at the girl's distinctive hair color, "Want to travel across the UK?" For traveling, it only takes fifteen silvers to book a seat in advance—where are you going, ma'am, then?"

"Do you know Pritchard House?"

"Sorry, maybe you can tell me more detailed address, which road, or which neighborhood."

"I don't know." Lola felt helpless, she thought for a while, "I'm going to Diagon Alley."

"Seven silver coxes."

The conductor took the fare and led Lola into the carriage, where there were no seats but six beds with brass posts and large curtains, and Lola was obviously the only passenger.

Lola chose a bed at random, hung the birdcage from a hook on the copper post, and sat down on the edge of the bed.Through the magic candle on the bracket, I can see that there is a large thermos jar in the corner, with a sign crookedly pasted on it, "Hot cocoa, a cup of Sankexi", Lola subconsciously touched her round belly—— — She's had enough to eat and drink in the 'private jet' and can't fit anything anymore.

The Knight Bus moved quickly, and out of the darkened windows, a completely different street flashed steadily and quickly—rows of lampposts, letter boxes, and trash cans all jumping out of the way as the car approached, waiting for it. Once it's gone, it's back to its original position.

After an unknown amount of time, following a loud brake sound—Lola almost hit the bedside table under the traction of inertia—the Knight Bus slid several meters and stopped in front of a dilapidated small bar .Familiar words, almost rotten tags, Lola's few trips to the UK started from the back wall of this 'Leaky Cauldron' - the entrance to Diagon Alley.

After jumping off the bus, Lola walked into the door of the bar. There were very few customers inside. She asked the shop owner to borrow the Floo network, but was rejected.

"The Ministry of Magic has long released the document that all wizards who have not applied for a pass are not allowed to use the Floo Network without permission, especially minors—this is an extraordinary period, if you can't afford the accommodation fee, I dare not miss it I took you in for no reason, and stayed here with your pet."

Lola couldn't help being annoyed by the other party's snobbish words. She turned and left the bar and went to the backyard. According to the method she remembered, she tapped the third brick from the left above the trash can with her wand—the brick wall slowly opened to the The archway in Diagon Alley—she would use what little money she had left to buy ink, quills, and letter paper, and have the red-tailed vulture take the letter to Pritchard Mansion.

The owl turned into a black shadow and went away. At this moment, the night sky had turned from deep purple to iron gray. Lola walked through the lonely alley intersection-the few shops were busy closing their stalls-and returned to the Leaky Cauldron , she ordered a glass of lemonade, sat on the hard wooden chair and waited.

Half an hour later, accompanied by a few bangs, a beautiful figure appeared in the foyer of the Broken Axe Bar——Simone de Legris supported the brim of her hat, and looked around with some disgust.

"Simone, here I am." Laura stood up.

Seeing that the girl was not as embarrassed as she had imagined, Simone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, "You are really brave, to dare to go directly through the Muggle residential area like this when the portkey is invalid—" After seeing Lola pocket Behind the silver hair under the cap, she paused, "You...why did you dye your hair again?"

Lola walked over and took the other's hand, "Let's go, the environment here is really terrible!"

"You know that too!" Simone shot her a look.

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The discomfort caused by the phantom entourage has not yet passed, and Lola followed Simone into the Pritchard mansion in a daze. The dull and narrow corridors, the creaking wooden stairs, and the yellowed portraits on the walls all showed The long history of this old house—perhaps because of nostalgia, or the high housing prices, in short, British wizards have no choice but to not move.

"Since the large-scale prison break in Azkaban, the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Magic has become more and more strict. Foreign wizards will be supervised when they stay in London... In order to avoid unnecessary troubles, Uncle Edgar and Aunt Sunderland will to come over."

The de Legles family owns property in the suburbs of London, so they are not on the custody list.

When passing by the living room, there was a voice of talking inside. Lola glanced at it, but she didn't see her cousin Graham among the British gentlemen.

Simone noticed Lola's confusion, "Uncle Zacharia's death was too sudden, Graeme was busy with the funeral these days, and he wasn't at the mansion—"

Lola was glad that she was the recipient of the letter, filling in 'anyone at Pritchard's mansion', otherwise she would most likely be sleeping on the street.

"Why didn't you see Linda?"

"She's been working overtime in St. Mungo's these days. The Death Eaters attacked the Weasley family's wedding. I heard it was to find Harry Potter. In short, this incident caused many casualties... and Fleur Della There is no good result for Kool to get involved."

Simone said the last sentence very lightly.

In the master bedroom on the second floor, Aunt Anita was lying on the bed overwhelmed with grief, and Aunt Marika was comforting her in a low voice, but she only nodded when she saw Lola coming.Then Simona took Lola to the guest room on the third floor. When she pushed the door, Lola found that the curse ring on her left little finger was gone.

"Okay, you'll sleep here tonight... Philomena? Why did you run out of the room!"

Before Simone finished speaking, Philomena, who was not yet three years old, ran down the stairs, hugged Lola's leg, raised her little head and said pitifully, "I'm afraid, I'm afraid." Can't sleep..."

Lola and Simone exchanged a helpless expression, and the latter waved his hand, indicating that he couldn't control it, so the task of putting the child to sleep fell on Lola.

"Aunt Lola, I want to hear you sing."

Philomena's soft voice was irresistible, and Lola sang a lullaby softly—the little girl fell asleep quickly, and Lola gently tucked the thin blanket for her before leaving gently.

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The Pritchard family is not a thriving family, but it has several generations of heritage. Uncle Zacharya was upright and compassionate during his lifetime. He was recognized as a 'gentleman' in the British social circle, so he came to the funeral There are many people.

Lola led Philomena to follow behind the female relatives. They stopped and went in the aisle of dozens of chairs, and greeted those unfamiliar gentlemen and wives who came to condolences from time to time.

"Aunt Lola, where is heaven?" Philomena still didn't understand where grandpa had gone. After slowly losing her curiosity about the auditorium covered with white dahlias, she wriggled on her seat, "I think Go find Dad."

Lola nodded. She informed Simone and led Philomena through the crowd—Graham was talking to a sturdy red-haired young man in the corner of the auditorium: "No, Charlie, Don't say that, no one can predict this matter..."

"father!"

Graham picked up his daughter and whispered something to the red-haired young man, who nodded and left.

"Cousin Graeme."

After Lola called out, she didn't know what to say. Seeing Graham hugging the coquettish Philomena, she suddenly remembered when she was a child—Graham was so gentle when he was a teenager, but now his sea-blue eyes are so gentle. Still with deep sorrow.

"Thank you for taking care of Mina, we really ignored her these days."

"Do you want me to take her back?"

"No need." Graham gently brushed away the broken hair on his daughter's face, "I'll just hold it."

Lola nodded, and was stopped when she was about to return to her seat.

"Lola?"

"Anthony?"

Lola didn't expect to meet an acquaintance here. After a brief conversation, she realized that the Goldstein family and the Pritchard family were not only family friends, but Anthony's father and Uncle Pritchard had also been married since they were students. formed a deep friendship.

"...so, how many days will you be in England?"

Anthony wasn't too surprised by Lola's identity. After all, all the respectable nobles in Europe can get involved with the method of "one watch, three thousand miles".Just when the topic of the two inevitably touches on Denmark (Anthony never leaves his girlfriend Sally Ann), a female voice interrupts their conversation.

"Excuse me, Mr. Goldstein Jr., have you met your father?"

The lady in front of her was wearing a pure black lace dress, with tall cheekbones, narrow and slightly raised eye corners, which set off her brown eyes very charmingly.Seeing this, Lola thought of someone, and Anthony's words quickly confirmed her guess.

"My father is in the front row of the bench on the left, Mrs. Zabini."

Anthony replied respectfully, he knew how famous the beautiful witch in front of him was. Even though she had been a widow seven times, there were still people lining up to marry her—or to marry the huge profit in her hands. industry.

"Thank you... who is this?"

Probably because Lola's hair color is too bright and her face is very strange, Mrs. Zabini couldn't help but cast her eyes on the girl.Anthony introduced the identities of the two ladies according to the etiquette. Lola bowed dignifiedly and gracefully. Mrs. Zabini nodded slightly.

When Lola returned to the front row, her parents had already taken their seats. Although they didn't know why the portkey would fail, Edgar and Sunderland did not express too much dissatisfaction with their daughter's bold approach, but only tactfully expressed It is undeniable that Lola has reached the age where she can make her own decisions—as parents, they do not intend to interfere with anything except necessary matters.

On the other side of the bench, Uncle Eric, Aunt Astrid and cousin Janice arrived a little later.Simone didn't have a good look at Janis who kept talking to her since she came, and the other party had to shut her mouth resentfully.

The mourning bell rang, people were not talking in low voices, and the choir chants rang out in the extremely solemn auditorium—then, Uncle Zakaria’s coffin was carried into the center of the auditorium.

Aunt Anita couldn't help sobbing. She fainted several times just now, and she was supported by Aunt Marika and Simone; Holding her daughter Philomena in the other hand—the little girl finally knew that she would never see her grandpa again, and big and big tears kept rolling down.

For a moment, it seemed as if there was a breeze blowing over everyone's cheeks, and the chirping of birds and insects outside the auditorium was particularly loud.As the last syllable of the carol falls, a man in a black robe rises from his seat to say a eulogy.The eulogy was very long, and Lola felt dazed when she heard it. This was not her first contact with death, nor would it be the last time. He wakes up—although the meaning of life is to live and then die—the feeling of powerlessness still haunts the memory.

After the eulogy, everyone came to the cemetery outside and threw the white bouquets in their hands to the coffin one by one.The new soil is sprinkled lightly, and under the shelter of the Merlin Land, this pure soul will rest in the embrace of Mother Earth until eternity.

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Simone admits that she has a prejudice against Fleur Delacour, which is related to the mainstream aesthetics of wizards and aristocrats that have not changed for thousands of years. The admiration of "pure blood" makes the opponent's Veela blood highly controversial in the social circle .But that's all, it won't make Simone's favorability drop to zero. She is not jealous—the De Legris family is the mainstay of France, and she herself has an outstanding personality that cannot be lost to anyone. Appearance, and a mind above appearance.

A large part of the reason why she hates Fleur Delacour is because her boyfriend (or ex-boyfriend) at the time was courting everywhere in the winter vacation of the sixth grade, in Austria's Ungernard Manor. And the object is Fleur Delacour.

Although Alain Tresor's fickleness is well known, Simone can't tolerate her character of just dumping someone one second, and the other party is eager to develop a new target the next second, and her deadly rival Verratti is fanning the flames, so She looked down on these two protagonists who staged a 'kissing' scene in the garden even more.

It's just that Miss de Legris, who was immersed in the dance, didn't know that the reason why Alain Tresor held Fleur Delacour tightly was not because he was so infatuated with her, but because she was ruthless. Slapped him hard.

After that, Simone and Fleur Delacour didn't have much interaction—as the successor of the student council president who was in full swing, Simone didn't see any "others" in her eyes, and this cold and arrogant attitude was maintained until After she graduated.

It is worth mentioning that Alan Teresor had an incident before graduation, and the Lover got romantic debts everywhere, and somehow got together with Verratti secretly. The incident was caught by the professor, and then he coaxed Veratti to drink the potion, which caused her to bleed profusely, and then had a big fight with Veratti's current boyfriend Charles Pierre, and violated the rules Using black magic, they accidentally injured a student in the lower grades. In the end, the two were persuaded to leave by both and broke up completely.

For some reason, the story of the "curse of different blood" suddenly spread in the school after that. Many people thought that Alan Tresor would become like this because the Scherings did not want him to love Fleur Delacour and gave him His punishment—for this, Miss Veeva didn't even bother to explain anything, and she still went her own way every day, living her happy life.

One year after graduation, Simone returned to Beauxbatons to give a free speech, and learned that Fleur Delacour had been selected as a player in the Triwizard Tournament.While she was shocked, she felt sorry that she happened to miss it—she was always willing to seize the opportunity to prove herself.Although unable to go to the UK to watch the game, Simone, at the request of the school, allocated a part of the speech to one of the cruelest student competitions in the wizarding world.A third-year student named Marie Roca asked her a lot of questions after listening to the speech, with an inexplicable gleam in her eyes—it reminded her of Fleur Delacour, who seemed to have always been so eye-catching , serious, and uncompromising.

After another year, Mr. and Mrs. de Legles, who felt that their daughter should get married, began to urge them.Just when the 'fiancé' began to appear in front of her from time to time, in anticipation of the relationship between the two.Simone has already mastered the other party's dirty private life in the past few years. How could she bet on her own happiness with such vile and disorderly behavior? !

Simone looked on coldly, she wanted to be herself, not anyone's vassal.

After successfully breaking off the engagement, Simone put the vowed charm ring on the little finger of her left hand. She never believed in men, and launched a feminist movement against arranged marriages in the French magic world, which aroused the collective resonance of the noble ladies.

After officially becoming a 'public figure', Simone resigned from the government secretarial job that her parents thought was relatively easy and suitable for women.Instead, I chose to go to different places to broaden my horizons, and joined non-profit associations such as the protection of magical creatures, and met the marine biology researcher, Kale.

This handsome, tall young man met her in Monaco. He rescued her from falling into the water and kissed her (artificial respiration).But facing Simone's grateful and embarrassed look, the other party just took away her curse ring as a thank you gift.

After a few exchanges at work, the two slowly got closer. Although Calle didn't show too much deliberate behavior, Simone could still detect each other's affection in every encounter. Heart - and such a gentle and persistent pursuit is undoubtedly a kind of silent strength.

Gradually, Simone finally opened her heart without any grievances, and fell in love unconditionally with such a bronzed young man with long curly hair and a love for seafood. Impress her features.

But as they get along slowly, Simone discovers that Kahler also has a secret. He is an ordinary wizard, but not ordinary.He may not be very proficient in spells, but he can communicate with whales, dolphins and other fish; he likes water, and often fills the bathtub when he is alone at home; Others,; he lives in an apartment full of antiques and collectibles, most of which are covered in green moss...

Kahler never concealed everything about herself, but she never mentioned her origin, and Simone didn't care. She finally tasted the feeling of being desperate for love. It was like the only rope in the hands of a person who fell off a cliff. Hold on tight and never let go - and the same goes for the other person.

It wasn't until after a quarrel that Simone knew that Calle was not 'pure'. He had the blood of the Siren on his body, and therefore was never recognized by the family - even though his father was the prince of Monaco.

Upon hearing the news, Simone stood there for a long time. She remembered that a long time ago, when she went to the beach of Nice when she was a child, a little boy was bullied by other children. He was thrown into the water continuously, and his skin was wrinkled. , and finally grew pieces of silver scales from the pores - she showed a rare sympathy, drove away those troublemakers, and smiled kindly at the poor kid, but the other party ran away in fear .

Now, Caller's figure gradually overlaps with the boy in her memory, and Simone knows that she can no longer let him leave and escape. The same sensitive and passive attitude cannot make herself true to herself—because happiness is never wait.

For some reason, she suddenly thought of Fleur Delacour. A few years ago, she thought it was because of the 'curse of alien blood' that the bride and groom would be killed at the wedding because she was not optimistic about her marrying the Weasley family, a commoner in England. Death Eater Attacks - She always brings disaster to those who love her.

However, when she met Kale, she realized that the bloodline is not important, the important thing is that the other party is the one you are looking for, that's all.

Years later, Simone, who always felt that children were troublesome, finally had her own child. He has the same curly hair as his father, slightly brown skin, and looks like his mother.The child was naturally hydrophilic, and when he grew up, he went to study at Hogwarts in the UK. Until the summer vacation of the fourth grade, he invited his classmates to visit his home——

"Mom, Dad, this is Louis Weasley, my best friend!"

Simone smiled slightly as she looked at the child's beautiful silver hair.

The author has something to say:

The author is reflecting on whether he has written the plot in detail, too detailed. .But according to the author's thinking, it is difficult to quickly jump in the timeline, so following the protagonist's experience becomes the main narrative rhythm of the story—(This is an inconspicuous farming article, the author is ashamed~)

I would like to thank those who can persist until now, who can remember the details better than the author, and who can explore the brain holes with the author~ I love you~~ The update of this chapter is actually the author gritted his teeth and tried to squeeze out time to write ~Because the author is going to travel for a few days in a few days, SO~ the update may have to wait until after the [-]th holiday~~

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At the end, there is a small episode ~ and then Owen ~ ~

First, I won’t tell you that there is no such episode in the outline, and then the author felt that the number of words was still short, so he added it

Second, I'm also not going to tell you all. .In the initial outline, the content of this chapter can actually be summarized in 200 words, and then the focus is on the content of the next (next chapter)-now the expansion is too outrageous, purely because of logic, not dragging the plot (author Junmu With VVV, it’s not a mop~~ It’s rare for commentators to write about the Knight Bus and the Broken Axe Bar)

Ah~~ let me try harder