[Zhongyingmei] My students are not right

Claire was woken up by Elena.

The ten-pound cat was pacing leisurely in her stomach. No matter how much Claire didn't want to get up, she still had to reach out and fumble on the quilt, hugged Elena aside, and then slowly opened her eyes.

There was no one around him, only the slightly wrinkled sheets reminded that there was a person lying here the night before.The sun shines through the mint green curtains and sprinkles on the carpet, fine dust dances in the sun, and you can faintly hear the laughter of tourists outside the window with their leisurely footsteps.

A very ordinary day in Krakow.

Claire sat up slowly, the quilt slipped from her shoulders, revealing her naked body, she yawned, stretched, and then saw the neatly folded clothes on the head of her bed, she She shook the clothes and found that it was a long pearl white dress with a smooth silk surface, a well-tucked waist, and a large skirt with a flap. There were no other complicated designs, and it was a simple style.

Her own clothes were wrinkled and wrinkled in the heavy rain yesterday, and they are probably still fluttering in the wind with the hotel sheets and quilts on the roof of the building. This dress appeared very timely.

She was wearing a skirt, and was about to reach for the royal blue uncle's slippers beside the bed. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the pair of red high-heeled shoes under the bedside table. After thinking about it, she mustered up the courage to put her feet into the shoes.

Wearing those red high-heeled shoes, she barely walked a few steps, and felt that she could manage it. She called Elena, and was about to take the cat downstairs. When she turned her head, she saw a small and gorgeous Russian matryoshka next to the pillow.

It should have been covered by the folded skirt before.

At noon, Paul was standing behind the counter to calculate the accounts. He was still using the ancient abacus, and the abacus was crackling. Looking over there, I saw a blonde beauty in a long skirt and red high heels.

He forgot to dial the abacus, and just stared blankly at the blond beauty swaying down the stairs, and then a black cat sprang out from behind her, and the rhythm of her feet was chaotic, and she almost fell down the stairs.

Paul turned his head to look at his account book, and then continued to dial the abacus, this time his movements were much gentler, and his voice was not as aggressive as before.

"Did you hurt your heel when you didn't wear high heels last time? You haven't seen your fate yet?" Paul said angrily.

"After all, the slippers belong to the hotel, and these shoes belong to me." Claire limped to the counter, and she put the room key in front of Paul, saying, "I want to check out."

Paul fiddled with the abacus, raised his eyelids to look at her, and then snorted: "Langshere from 301 came to check out early this morning, and then you came to check out again, you two have discussed it. " He said, his eyes paused when he glanced at Claire's neck, he bent down and took out a cashmere scarf from the drawer, and threw it on the counter, "Cover your neck."

"Huh?" Claire looked at him, then at the red and gold cashmere scarf.

"It seems that the innocent old witch had an unforgettable night." Paul tutted, "very passionate and radiant."

Claire coughed twice, put the index and middle fingers of her right hand together, and touched Paul's forehead: "Stop watching those videotapes."

"Why, the person who spent an unforgettable night with you slipped away early in the morning, do you feel sour?" Paul rubbed his forehead and said, "Do you need me to accompany you through this painful morning? I don't charge much. Yes, I'll give you a discount, just ten pounds."

Claire followed his example and clicked her tongue twice: "It's too expensive, I refuse."

Paul pouted: "It's free, let's do it."

Claire wanted to laugh seeing him like this, she raised her eyebrows: "It's taking advantage of you again for free, come on, think about how to study hard every day after entering Hogwarts."

"Will I see you when I go to Hogwarts?"

"See you later." Claire hugged Elena who was sitting on the account book and licked her paws, and smiled at him, "Don't spread those videotapes and magazines in school."

Paul wrinkled his nose: "Don't you really feel sad?"

Claire blinked before realizing that Paul was talking about Eric checking out early in the morning. She touched her chin and thought for a long time before saying, "The innocent old witch is very satisfied with his free service. "

Paul bit his lip, looking very angry, he looked at the marks on Claire's neck again, and said, "Innocent old witch, please put this scarf on."

Claire raised her eyebrows, touched the place on her neck where Eric had bitten last night, then looked at the scarf on the counter, and said, "Ravenclaw doesn't wear Gryffindor scarves."

She looked at Paul who was about to jump, smiled, and said "say goodbye to Niels for me", then opened the door and walked into the sunshine of Krakow.

Eric was right, he was different from her, they pursued differently, he did not choose to continue to pull her into the vortex he was in, nor did he stay and face the ordinary life with her Life.

Claire was not stupid, she had already guessed Eric's decision from last night, so she accepted the empty pillow when she woke up very calmly.This crazy and gentle night had already given her a perfect ending to her budding relationship.

She hugged Elena, and pushed open the door of the Gringotts Hotel. The bell on the door jingled behind her. She closed the door behind her, raised her head, and looked at the central market square not far away. Our Lady The towering spire of the temple.

After a day of rain, the sky in Krakow was as blue as if it had been washed countless times by water. There were only a few thin clouds, which were almost transparent under the sunlight in the afternoon. The central square was still full of people and the scenery was white. The carriage passed by her slowly, and the horse's hooves stepped on the smooth stone slabs, making a pleasant dada sound.

Claire thought back to the afternoon when she first arrived in Krakow, she also shuttled through such a crowded flow of people, and then met Eric in a black coat in the alley behind the street.

In this way, they didn't spend much time together.

But enough.

She lowered her head, looked at Yi Lianna who was yawning in her arms, and said, "How could you be kidnapped by him with a single bell?"

Jelena stared at her with big yellow eyes and meowed.

"Well, I also know that you like this kind of man, just like me." Claire pouted, she took a step forward, her feet were unstable, and her whole body shook, "We are leaving here, you I won't be reluctant."

"Meow!"

"Well, I know, you can follow me wherever you want to go."

"Meow meow meow!"

……

When Elena arrived in the small town called Westchester that Aunt Carly wrote in her letter, three days had passed since she said goodbye to Paul.

In the past three days, she rode the two thousand wheels that she hated, across the central part of the European continent, the English Channel, and the North Atlantic Ocean. Two Muggle fishermen who fell into the water, so that when she arrived in West Chester, the broom head of the Nimbus Two Thousand was quite bald, and her hair was as messy as the Nimbus Two Thousand before she went bald. .

Elena jumped out of her arms, shaking the water off her body.

She wanted to ride directly to Aunt Carly's house, but she was worried that she would be scolded by her aunt after she found out that she had traveled half the world on a broom, so she had to stop at a manor at the entrance of the town. in the woods behind.

The manor was huge and seemed uninhabited, so she calmly hid the broom in the bushes, patted the dead leaves on her clothes, stepped on her high heels, and walked unsteadily through the woods come out.

Yi Lianna was much faster than her, and jumped out of the forest in a few strokes, and jumped into the garden next to the corridor of the house.

"Elena!" Claire yelled, and quickly covered her mouth again. She immediately pulled out her wand and gave herself a silent blow, then stooped, and quickly walked to the corridor of the house.

This corridor is very long, connecting two red-brick buildings. The verdant ivy climbs all over the tiles on the corridor, and then lazily hangs down a few green leaves, casting smart and playful shadows on the corridor.

She took off her high-heeled shoes, which were more than ten centimeters high, and was holding up her skirt. She was about to jump over the fence in the corridor to catch the cat that was fluttering butterflies, when she caught a glimpse of a figure behind her out of the corner of her eye.

She supported the marble pillar with one hand, stepped on the railing with one foot, and then heard the person behind her ask, "Thief?"

Claire turned her head and saw a tall, brown-haired young man with silver-rimmed glasses. He glanced at Claire up and down, and there was more pity in his eyes: "Where did you escape from? Do you need me to contact you?" The police?"

Claire: "..."

"Or..." He frowned, "Do you need something to eat?"

Claire: "..."

After a long time, Claire coughed dryly: "The police... just... no... but food..." She glanced at the young man with glasses, "...may I have some?"

Fighting a hurricane across the Atlantic is quite exhausting.

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