[Comprehensive] The Magician's Wish

The dormitory full of Slytherin style is brightly lit. The light of the magic lamp is steady and does not flicker, illuminating the entire room. The ceiling is translucent. Several, some are bigger than a person, some are very small, you can only see the shadow but can't see clearly.Slytherin's dormitory is built at the bottom of the Black Lake. The ceiling shows the Black Lake, and the creatures living in it swim through the translucent roof and there will be shadows.

The dormitory is usually a double system. Most of the children who enter Slytherin are children of noble families, and they have high requirements for life. One bedroom cannot accommodate too many people. The double system means that it is a dormitory, which is acceptable.

Only the prefects and Nunnally enjoyed the privilege.

Before entering Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft and Wizardry, she had already started to take charge of government affairs, taking turns with her brother to take charge of government affairs. Even when she was in school, she would take time to deal with government affairs. It was inappropriate for students to live with her. .

So she is the only one in this dormitory.

A certain space was distorted as expected, and a familiar figure suddenly appeared. Hogwarts set up a counter-curse of Apparatus, and this type of magic cannot be used here, but he just appeared, and even the headmaster Nor was it found.

The prince from Egypt thousands of years ago has grown into a teenager. When I first saw him, some of the baby’s fat cheeks were thinned out, revealing a handsome outline. He has a tall figure. He has trained martial arts skills in hunting, riding and archery. He has strong muscles and smooth lines. The graceful, weak eyes in his childhood are no longer visible, but now he has a majestic aura that is very oppressive. Few of his peers at this age can have such a strong aura, and he is outstanding and handsome.

Since the accident when Nunnally was 7 years old, such intersections will appear frequently in the next few years. After searching many books, they can't find a complete explanation. It can only be said to be a miracle of time.Maybe someone casts a variable in the torrent of time, bringing about such a butterfly effect, and when the fluctuation subsides, this incidental phenomenon will disappear.

That deadline may not be far off.

"It shows up unexpectedly every time. Should I be glad I didn't suddenly run into the bathroom while taking a shower?" Nunnally's voice sounded, and she said angrily.

"The interval is getting longer and longer..." the young Egyptian prince said, looking back slowly, the scene in front of him fell into his eyes, his breath was suffocated, and he calmed down after only a second or two of strangeness, his crimson eyes slid across a dark Light.

The girl was wearing a white bathrobe with a belt around her waist. She was sitting on the swivel chair in front of the desk in a casual posture. Her body was leaning slightly on the armrest, her feet curled up. The long bathrobe wrapped her body. Only the feet are exposed, the skin of the fair feet is delicate, and the nails are round and beautiful like pearl oysters, with a healthy beige color luster.The long flaxen-colored hair was wet and casual, and the dry towel was diligently wiped to absorb the water, and a few strands of damp hair sank into the bathrobe.It shows the laziness and leisure after bathing. The girl is used to being casual and unconscious. This gesture is so seductive.

Let the towel wipe the wet hair, put a book on his lap, flip through it casually, and rest his chin with the other hand leisurely.

"It's been almost half a year since you last appeared. I almost thought that you would never come again. It's over." Nunnally said, closing the book, curled up lazily on the swivel chair and refused to move, her amber eyes reflected The figure of the Egyptian prince was stunned, and said suspiciously: "You...it seems...you have changed a lot. It seems that something extraordinary has happened in the past six months, which is why you have changed so quickly."

The Egyptian prince was silent for a moment. He has been changing in the past few years. The innocence and innocence of his childhood gradually disappeared, and now he is moving towards a depressive change.The royal family in the slave era is completely different from this era. There is no market for gentle and benevolent rulers. The gentle royal family will only be swallowed up. the rule of.

"...Father is seriously ill, and his health is getting worse..." He whispered, his crimson eyes were dim and depressed, and his mood was not very good.

So, I have been studying and handling government affairs by my father's side, how to be a qualified ruler?Nunnally nodded her lips lightly, thinking clearly.

"The things here can't be taken over here." She raised her hand and hooked it casually, a book on the shelf automatically ejected, flew into her hand, and turned to a certain page. Nunali didn't show a special look, worried Or something else, just a stranger, but she cared about him, so she didn't hesitate to use actions to support him.

"Essential things can't be taken away, so potions can't be taken away, and complicated healing magic can't be learned for a while. According to the current frequency, maybe the next time will be postponed indefinitely, or there will be no next time. You can use this magic It should be used."

"Even if the protection of blood magic can't make him heal, it can prolong his life."

"I'll read it out, and you can remember it yourself."

The voice of the girl chanting the spell was full of elegant rhythm, the voice was soft and sweet, soft, after reading it carefully, she looked up.

"Remember?"

The Egyptian prince has a good memory, and the spells are not too long, remember, and he has also learned some magic from Nunnally, so he is more experienced in spells, and it is not the first time he is confused.

Taking a deep look at Nunnally who was holding the book, her crimson eyes revealed a complicated expression.

The deeper you get in touch with those things, the deeper your heart sinks. Egypt does not need a naive and weak king, but a king who can lead Egypt to protect prosperity. The dirty darkness of politics is a big dye vat, and it is impossible to fall into it Climbing out cleanly, as an heir, he has to bear his own responsibilities. Darkness is a matter of course. How can a guy who can't even afford these things rule the country.

But Nunnally is different. From the beginning to the present, it seems that there is not much change. She was involved in government affairs earlier than him, but she is always so carefree. It is completely different from the royal family he knows. It seems that there is nothing that can pollute her. The soul is always optimistic and lively.

His father was seriously ill, and he believed that his life was not long, so he forced his sick body to take him by his side to teach state affairs, and told him the duties and significance of the king.

Such a strict father had never appeared in his memory.

【The moment you ascend the throne, forget your own name. 】

【Remember everything you have, just because you are the Pharaoh of Egypt. 】

【They admire you, trust you, respect you, protect you, and obey you only because you are Pharaoh, and the whole of Egypt belongs to you, except you are just humble servants, and their fate is in your hands. 】

Father's hand was dry and trembling, the force on his head was not heavy, but it was heavily on his heart.

Every word, every sentence is firmly in the heart, there is nothing else he can do, he can't cure magic, and he can't brew the potion that can save his father.

The prince of Egypt has been silent for too long, and his mood has not been right. This made Nunnally frown. She was about to dry her hair and go to bed when she suddenly appeared. It seems that she will not be able to fall asleep on time tonight. Tomorrow is a rest day, so there is no need to get up early, but It feels bad to stay up late.

What can be done for his father has been done, and the only thing left is to appease his emotions, which is what she can do.

With a wave of her wand, another identical chair appeared in front of her swivel chair, beckoning him to sit on it.

"Don't stand still. If you are in a bad mood, let's talk. Although I really want to help you, there will be problems if you use healing magic indiscriminately. You don't know when you will wake up. Only blood magic may come in handy. .”

The soft swivel chair failed to soothe the Egyptian prince's emotions, his lips were tightly pursed and his lines looked particularly stiff, and his whole person was enveloped in a different kind of atmosphere.

"I know." He understood what Nunnally said.

If he could bring the things here to Egypt, he wouldn't be so helpless, watching his father's life getting weaker day by day, and being gradually taken away by death.His magic power is not suitable for learning healing magic. This fact has been known for a long time. He learns restorative magic very badly and can only barely use it.

"Playing chess?" Unable to bear the heavy atmosphere in the dormitory, Nunnally asked with her chin propped up.Perhaps it would be more effective to divert attention.

He shook his head, not in the mood now.

Seeing him like this, Nunnali was really helpless. Her father was dying, and all words of comfort were useless. She grabbed a dry towel and wiped her wet hair indiscriminately. "Then is there anything you want to tell me?"

"..."

Silence means nothing, right?

Did he just want to be a quiet and beautiful boy today?

Nunnally can understand his feelings, but she really can't feel more, after all, she has never met his father.She wiped her hair, but she didn't want to wipe it anymore, and continued to let the towel do it for her graciously. The room was quiet, and she wanted to sleep more and more, her eyelids drooped, and she closed them unconsciously.

The prince was very preoccupied, and when he came to his senses, he noticed that she had fallen asleep sitting on the swivel chair

The white bathrobe outlines the girl's youthful curves, her breathing is even, her chest rises and falls, her quiet and innocent sleeping face is not as lively and bright as when she was awake, and she is extraordinarily peaceful and beautiful, but whether she is awake or asleep, she is so beautiful. Carefree.

He stared at Nunnally's sleeping face, stretched out his hand, and gently grabbed her neck, as long as he exerted enough force, he would suffocate her, or even break her neck.

So unsuspecting, if it was him, even if someone entered the room in his sleep, he would immediately wake up, let alone someone strangling his neck.

It wasn't like there was no reaction at all, Nunnali seemed to think it was some kind of bug, raised her hand to touch it, and turned over...

She almost fell off the swivel chair, but the Egyptian prince caught her quickly and kept her from falling.

Rubbing her eyes in a daze, she looked up, and after recognizing who it was, she lay back and continued to sleep. No one could stop her from falling in love with Sleeping God.

After staring at Nunnally for a long while, he hugged her and put her on the bed.

Sitting by the bed, he still looked at her vaguely.

His face was calm and indifferent, as if he had suppressed all his emotions in his heart, closed his heart to the outside world, and forbade him to open it. He was moving in the direction his father said, which was his last teaching.The doctor has already said that the father will not be able to survive the night, and he can't tell when the soul consciousness will come back here. In short, it is impossible to wake up immediately. Even if he knows the blood magic, it may be difficult to use it. I knew it very clearly in my heart, so I still wrote down the spell.

The death of an old pharaoh means the birth of a new pharaoh.

Everything will change tomorrow.

The interval between coming here is getting longer and longer, and he vaguely guessed the reason.

Her smile has always been as bright and dazzling as the sun, and it has never changed.

He and her mind are getting farther and farther away.

Today will be the last time.