HP's Adagio Minor

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Time flies, and the vacation is coming to an end in a blink of an eye, and Lola has gained a lot in the Ongnard Manor.First of all, she learned to ride a long-tailed horse, and according to Pierre's evaluation, she was much more active in riding a long-tailed horse than riding a broomstick.

In addition, she met the famous witch-singer Mrs. Patoka in the salon held by Mrs. Ongnarder, and she experienced the charm of vocal magic.Mrs. Patoka praised Lola very much, saying that she has a good sense of music and a talent for being a singer.Lola earnestly learns everything about pitch magic, and she is deeply fascinated by this ancient magic that is prevalent in the Austrian region.

As the schools started one after another, the number of children in the manor gradually decreased, and Durmstrang was always different from other schools-the spring semester started late and the holidays were late-in the end, only Lola was left in the whole manor. , Pierre and Edrie.

Pierre and Adrian somehow reconciled after not speaking for several days. For this incident, the Ongnards, Lola and even the elves at home were no strangers to it.

"The more quarreling these two guys are, the better their relationship has been since they were young." Mrs. Ongnard said at dinner.

Although it is not as lively as before, Lola still enjoys this quiet and leisurely life. She can read books, paint, chat with Mrs. Ungerard at afternoon tea, and of course, ride a long-tailed horse——

"Rush over, hurry up!"

The horseshoe echoed in the woods along with the shouting.

"I will win this time," Pierey laughed excitedly. He turned his head to look at the figure following him, "No one can catch up to me!"

"That's not necessarily the case!" Adrie held the rein with one hand, and waved the wand with the other, and the vines that came out of nowhere slammed into Pierre's face.

"Ah!" He screamed, and tore off the messy leaves. Seeing that he was half a horse behind, he said angrily, "This trick again, you won't think of other ways."

"Soldiers never tire of deceit!"

The two boys tried their best to fight for the first place, and all kinds of little magic spells helped them win.The two rushed forward for a certain distance and then turned back around the tree stump—although this forest was within the boundaries of the Wengnard Manor, they could not go too far for safety.

A little further off, Lola was chasing the two crazy guys on a long-tailed horse, but she soon got tired of the rampage.At the fork in the road, she turned into a path—there led to the top of the high slope.With the constant protection of the house elves, she doesn't have to worry about being in danger at all, and she's already familiar with the way here.

It had only rained in the morning, and the humid and cold air could not blow through the thick riding clothes. Lola's nose was flushed, but there was thin sweat on her forehead, and a few strands of hair stuck to her temples disobediently.Some way down the trail, she hitched the long-tailed horse to a black pine log and hiked up the final steep slope.

The dense bushes faded away, the snow-covered mountains and the green valley created a strong contrast, and the vast skyline, deep and light blue appeared among the clouds-such a beautiful scenery made Lola feel happy, she looked out Looking at the distance, I can't help humming a song.

Different from the simple diffusion of sound through magic in the Egil song meeting, the magic of vocal range pays attention to every syllable, singing, and even vibrato.Through the vocal cords and throat cavity, the singer uses his own magic power to control the rhyme at a specific frequency while singing, so as to produce a touching effect.

In addition to singing, musical instruments played through magical vibrations can also achieve this effect, but to distinguish the former as a 'singer' and the latter as a 'luthier'... These are all written by Lola in the book It appeared that after a few sessions with Mrs. Patoka, she was able to cast the simple register spell.

The sound of the wind carried Lola's "Hymn to the Snow" very far, and her clear and ethereal voice echoed in the valley, like the voice of an alpine elf.

At the foot of the mountain, a carriage moved forward along the winding mountain road. The six flying horses stretched their wings from time to time, and then obediently put them behind them-it is not allowed to fly freely within the scope of the Wengnard Manor. This is not only out of respect for the master, but also the effect of an ancient protection spell.

In the carriage, the boy leaned against the open window, listening to the erratic singing quietly.

"Master, we're almost there."

Elf Bobby held a stack of heavy books and said softly.

"Ah."

Seeing that the little master only responded lightly, Bobby continued to speak boldly, "Bobby has already learned those desserts, and the appearance and taste are up to standard, but the elf of Master Adriatic's family can make hundreds of desserts." , Bobby is too useless..."

The little elf was ashamed, and a series of tears rolled down from his red eyes. If he hadn't had to worry about the family's face now, he really wanted to jump off the carriage immediately and let the wheels run over his feet hard as a punishment.

"It's okay, someone will like it."

The boy waved his hand and said indifferently.

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In the study of the manor, a pair of white hands took out the sugar bowl from the tea tray, and Mr. Ungerard watched his wife add two sugar cubes to the cup with a smile on his face.

"I still feel it's too bitter. I can't get used to it in my life." Her little complaints were like the singing of a lark in his ears, and he never got tired of it.

"Of course, my dear, I never counted on it."

"Black tea tastes better with more sugar and milk," Mrs. Ongnard stirred gently with a teaspoon. "Although many people like to use a wand to complete this step, Lola insists that it is more emotional to do it yourself. It looks like a Muggle, but it's really interesting."

"You've been talking about her a lot lately."

"Yes, we get along very well. When you are busy at work or when the children are playing crazy, she is always with me. She is quiet and well-behaved - don't you think she is a bit like me when I was a child?"

"I admit, she was a lovely little girl, but you were a little more lively than her at that time..." Mr. Ungenard's thoughts seemed to drift away, and he continued after a while, "Actually, you Treating her a little too nicely, just because she is like you? Frigo, he..."

"I know, Franz, I know—" Mrs. Ungenard put down the cup in her hand, and the smile on her face slowly solidified, "If Frigo wants to inherit the family business smoothly, the best way should be Got a French wife to help him, but—he likes her, doesn't he? I see they have a good time, you know, he's never been so patient with a girl, taught her to ride, held the reins for her ..."

"But you also said, help, the Barodis family only stays in the Baltic Sea, and they don't have any advantage in France."

"Yes, I understand all of this, but I just want him to be happy, whatever, marry someone I love, and live a happy life, at least I won't regret it like we did back then..."

"Chloe..."

"Of course, we have a good life, Leon and I, Ethelinde and you, we... Now that I can marry you, it is the greatest blessing from heaven, but Frigo is not necessarily—if he If you insist on this relationship, life will be very difficult, but if this is what he wants, no matter how difficult it is, I will..."

"Don't worry, my dear. If that time comes, I will try my best to help. I have always regarded him as my own child."

"Thank you, Franz, but that is limited after all, his surname is Pierre, not Wengnarde." Mrs. Wengnarde sighed, "I promised Leon that Frigo will inherit Family business, this is my inescapable responsibility."

"He's still young, maybe this is just a small love affair, don't think too much about it." Mr. Ongnard held his wife in his arms and comforted him.

"hope so."

Right at this moment, a house-elf's voice sounded outside the door, "Master, mistress, Master Anos from the von Stilland family is here."

"Invite him in now."

Anos walked into the living room under the guidance of the elf, with a casual smile on his face.Mrs. Ongnard had met him several times, but this was the first time he was at such a close distance. She looked at him carefully and felt that the child in front of her was colder than Adrienne, and more like a member of the Borg family.

The boy made a standard salute, fast and serious, with the usual German style of the von Stillland family.

"Good afternoon, Uncle Franz."

"Long time no see, Anos, this is Chloe, you saw it when you were a child, remember?"

Anders saluted again, such a concise style that Mrs. Ungernard was worried for nothing. She thought that the child would dislike her like his mother Eilish, and would embarrass herself in public.

"I heard you guys went on vacation to Italy? What do you think?"

"It's very interesting. We stayed there for two weeks. Unfortunately, something happened, so we couldn't make it back, which made my father very sorry."

"It's just a New Year's Eve banquet. Conrad didn't participate in that much. I feel sorry for the blunt relationship between him and Mr. Malfoy. It's just a few mines."

In front of the children, Mr. Ongnard had no intention of talking about business matters, so the topic of the two turned to the customs of Italy.

When I first talked about the wizarding family in Venice, I only heard a loud noise outside the window.

"They're back," Mrs. Ongnard glanced at the clock on the wall, "it's always time for lunch."

Cautiously, Lola dismounted from her horse and walked through the gates of the manor with the two boys.

"We didn't even see you," Pierey asked suspiciously, "Where did you go?"

"You guys are too fast, I can't catch up."

"But when I turned back, I still didn't see you. Could it be that you ran deeper into the woods?"

"That's dangerous." Adrie seemed to think that the girl was taking risks. "You know that even with the protection of elves, you will still encounter many magical creatures."

"Of course not, I just..."

Lola was about to explain, but found a familiar face.

"Anos?" Adriatic was also a little surprised. After several people greeted him, he said, "I didn't expect you to come here. I thought you would go back to school directly."

"Of course, that was the original plan."

"Then why did you change your mind? Could it be because—" Pierre suddenly exclaimed, "what is this!"

"a surprise'."

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Lola is happy because Anders is here, but equally depressed because in the last few days of the holiday she has to start scrambling with homework, and yes, there is homework for the holidays, and it's heavy .

"...It was sent in the afternoon of the day of the holiday." Anos said lightly.

And Lola, including Anders and Adrian, returned home immediately after lunch, so they didn't even know about this incident.

"I have finished writing a long time ago, and I have written to inform you of this matter."

It's a pity that the owl flying from Durmstrang seems to have lost its way, and it has no shadow until now.

"Merlin! I hate homework!"

On the second afternoon, Pierre was still struggling with the twelve-inch papers, and his wailing echoed the hearts of the other two, although it was not too much to receive this 'scary' opening gift. It was late, but for the remaining few days they could no longer do whatever they wanted—especially in contrast to Anos's leisurely reading, the three of them became more and more depressed.

"The calculation steps here are wrong, this formula should be solved like this..."

Anos demonstrated the arithmetic problem of calculating planetary orbits on the draft book, while Lola listened carefully from the side, nodding from time to time, one deep and one shallow, the two blond heads were particularly conspicuous together, almost shaking caught the eyes of the other two.

"Hey, let's take a break."

Pierre suggested, and soon, plates of Italian-style cheesecake arrived.

"This is tiramisu, made with whipped cream, cocoa powder, chocolate, flour... the bottom layer is espresso-soaked finger biscuits, the middle layer is a creamy mousse that melts in your mouth, and the top layer is cocoa powder. "

With excitement, Bobby the elf introduced the desserts he made.

"It tastes good."

Neutralized by the slightly bitter cocoa powder, the soft ingredients tasted more sweet and mellow, and even Adrienne, who usually doesn't like sweets, nodded in praise.

As for Lola, she had already squinted her eyes because the deliciousness bloomed on her taste buds.

"I ate it once when I was a guest at someone's house, and it tasted exactly the same."

"But I think it's too sweet, and the Italian one is more cloying than the French one. Maybe a little more cocoa powder would be better—what's that green one?"

"Let me try... well, it's matcha flavor, it's so delicious!"

"I think this is delicious. It tastes like hazelnuts..."

After Lola and Pierre tasted all the flavors of tiramisu on the table, they discussed enthusiastically.In the end, Bobby the elf left with tears in his eyes holding an empty dessert plate—the master was right, the desserts made by Bobby were loved by Miss Lola and Master Frigg, and Bobby was so happy .

After resting for a while, Adrie and Pierre went outside to practice the spell, leaving Anos and Lola in the side hall.

"The question just now seems to be somewhat similar to this one, but I used the same formula but it was somewhat..." Lola felt a headache for the arithmetic and astronomy homework in front of her, so she had to ask the good student of 'Decathlon' again .

Anos put down the book in his hand, and demonstrated on the draft paper again. In order to see it more clearly, Lola leaned her head over.Anos' gaze skipped over her soft side face, returned to the draft paper, and continued to answer the girl's questions.

Outside the window, Eddie saw this scene.

"Hey, I think, you and Lola, you have a very good relationship."

"Lola? Oh, yeah, because I taught her to ride a long-tailed horse, you know, and I thought girls were difficult, but she's not that delicate."

"So you like her too."

"Yes, that's right." After waving his magic wand, Pierre successfully exploded sparks. He was excited to continue trying, but was blocked by someone.

"You said you liked her?" Adrie repeated gloomily. "When did this happen?"

"What?" Facing someone's inexplicably black face and a series of sparks bursting from the wand, Pierre hesitated, "What's wrong with you?"

"……look!"

Pierre looked in the direction and let out a surprise, "Huh? Are they dating?"

"Aren't you jealous?"

"Jealous? Why? I don't... Merlin, don't you think I want to get involved?"

"Isn't it? You said you liked her too."

Aidley's uncharacteristically sharp question made Pierre a little flustered, "No, it's absolutely impossible, I mean, Lola and I are just ordinary friends, of course, she's a girl, but it's obvious that Anos and her are just friends. It's a couple... well, Anos likes her too, right?"

"You really think so?" Seeing Pierre nodding, Aideli's face softened a lot.

"I don't want to fall in love so early, girls are too troublesome, tsk tsk..."

Pierre's thoughts disappeared under Adrienne's gaze - he began to feel hairy for no reason.

"Okay, move on to the next spell."

Edley looked away, a faint smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

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uh, puberty