Story of Longevity

It's so cool to bully the strongest of the Age of Dharma.

What kind of experience is this?

This kind of inexplicable, unclear feeling. It seems to be as refreshing as going to unexplored terrestrial planets to fool the natives.

It's as if a certain inner mechanism has been satisfied.

Invincible in the world gave Xingke a feeling of fullness.

There is nothing wrong with this.

Power comes from my own learning, and beyond the specifications of magic power comes from the accumulation of longevity day by day, and immortality is born.

Although there are some bugs in the settings, it is not cheating.

So there is really nothing wrong with it.

But that's it.

Although the invincibility of individual power is the first exact experience, the similar crushing with technological power has been experienced countless times a long time ago.

After all, it would be boring to experience nothing during that long life.

And nothing about good and evil, time has taken away all those who hate you and those who love you.

After a hundred thousand years, it doesn't matter what you have done.

Why bother?

"Life is so lonely as snow. Isn't it, Draco." Xingker chewed on a rib, and asked Malfoy Drake again.

"Even if you say that, I have nothing to help you." Draco couldn't bear to look directly at him and said that he was embarrassed.

"Oh, I think so, after all, Draco, you've been a waste of wood since childhood."

"Are you... here to find the difference? Please go back to Ravenclaw's table, Guise!" Draco ignited instantly.

"Hey... rare Halloween, can't we talk about it together?"

"No, I didn't understand what Guise was talking about from just now! And, please don't call me scrap. I am excellent, you are too excellent, OK?" Draco said since coming to Hohenheim After seeing a lot, I have discovered the fact that I am actually very good. The previous psychological shadow gradually dissipated a lot.

"Haha, don't do this, let's put the wand down, OK, if you have something to say, please."

Helpless, Xingke had no choice but to give up.

Standing up, holding up his own dinner plate was meaningful, and he seemed to be relieved to say to Drake:

"I'm relieved to hear you call me Guise again, instead of little Cavendish. Happy Halloween, Draco."

Draco grew up watching him. Because of his own relationship and his father's wrong education, Draco went astray in his thinking day by day. So Xingqi is actually very embarrassed.

But it seems that Draco is also a strong kid.

The ability to gradually walk out of his father's shadow in Hohenheim fully illustrates this point.

Give up and continue to molest Drake Xiaozheng. But Xingqi didn't want to return to Ravenclaw's dining table, where it was simply the hunting ground of the ridiculous demon—Ilia.

That little talkative girl almost made most of Ravenclaw's classmates less than half a year after school started. It seems that people who have outstanding performance in other colleges or higher grades also have contact.

Where are you a socialist? This girl is no ordinary person.

Be careful, that no evil thoughts are almost social, Xingke said that he can't bear it.

Quietly solving the meat on the plate, Xing Ke silently withdrew from the happy banquet restaurant.

Today is Halloween. On this night when the ghosts in Western culture return to the world, people have derived the holiday custom of cheering together with demons. I have to say that the heart is really big.

Maybe the Halloween festival was made by wizards?

After all, the source of most ghost stories is careless wizards.

If you think this way, it becomes more and more possible. In the records of ordinary people, the origin of Halloween is the Celtic nation, the ancestors of the British. Speaking of the symbol of Halloween, witches, black cats, skeletons, and shofar demons can be seen everywhere in Hohenheim, aren’t they?

The graceful pace of Mrs. Lorris is simply a model for all black cats.

Half of the people in Hohenheim are witches.

There are a lot of potions in any potion laboratory like Skeleton. Bone meal is not only rich in magic power, but also one of the sources of calcium carbonate in ancient times.

The most prominent pumpkin lantern is not common on campus, but the master of the legend of the pumpkin lantern, Hohenheim, the family of Ghost Jack, has quite a few.

Walking between the unmanned corridors, the silent corridor echoed with the sound of star-cut footsteps. The slightly horrible scene is more suitable for Halloween, the original ghost festival than the banquet hall.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the girl's cry was faintly heard in Star Moment, and the crying became more and more clear and audible as he progressed.

Okay, sure it's not an illusion. There was a poor girl hiding in the bathroom and crying alone on this Halloween night where everyone was carnival. It's bleak.

Probably being pushed out by everyone?

Even the famous crying Myrtle saw her at the party just now.

Who could be so tragic.

Alas, it's wrong, it seems that I am also alone. Although the nature is different.

"Phantom Jack-o-lantern"

"Soul Possession"

With the success of the spell, a funny version of Jack's pumpkin lantern with a huge pumpkin head appeared.

Xing Ke's body fell in a corner by the wall.

The star engraved in the consciousness now has become the ghost of the huge pumpkin lantern floating in the air.

Turning around happily in the air, Jack's lamp plunged into the girls bathroom, and soon found the source of the crying in a compartment. He said hello with a very old voice:

????)?? Hi, the crying girl over there. Are you okay?"

The crying stopped abruptly. Perhaps she was shocked by the scene in front of her. With tears in her eyes, the little girl looked up and froze there.

"What's your name? Why are you crying on this happy night? Please tell this almighty pumpkin head-Master Jack! I will help you."

"Um...hm...Who are you and why are you here?"

"Haha, it's so stupid to ask, girl, look at my dress. I'm the Halloween elf, everyone, lovely gentleman-Mr. Jack!"

"Mr. Jack" turned around in mid-air while saying the strange wording and said:

"As for why he is here, of course Mr. Jack, who comes to the Hohenheim Halloween party every year, is late. Hey."

The little witch in front of her seemed to have sorted her mood, and once again showed a strong and non-urging face.

But this face and the tears that have dried up are really distressing.

"Then you have to hurry up. The banquet is going out and turn left."

The little brunette witch who walked out of the cubicle stubbornly started to chase people away.

"Hi, at least tell me your name, sweet girl, I can fulfill any wish you have."

After Xing Ke and Ilia stayed for a long time, they also learned some specialties.

"Hermione, Hermione Granger."

Hermione said that the glowing ghost of this huge pumpkin head was really annoying, and it made him see a scene of his gaffe.

"Well, Little Hermione, do you have any wishes? As a wishing elf for Halloween, Mr. Jack said that he can fulfill any of your wishes. Don't worry, Mr. Jack will protect all your secrets. Mr. Jack will leave here after tonight. "

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief when Jack said this. Whether it was true or not, I got a Chen Nuo.

"Why do I have to realize my wish, I have nothing to exchange."

"No, no, the wish is free. This is the reward every good child in Halloween should have."

"Then, I want a friend who can understand me, okay?"

By now, there was nothing to be ashamed of, and Hermione made an impossible wish like the funny pumpkin head before her.

"Well, very good. So our cute little Hermione was squeezed out by classmates? It doesn't matter. Your wish is fulfilled by me. Now you have a friend who can understand you."

"Are you funny? Jack. The wish is not fulfilled. There are only two of us here."

Hermione was taken aback for a moment, and after checking the surroundings, she said with an angry face of being cheated.

"I, that's me? A friend who really understands you. Don't you want to be friends with the lovely Mr. Jack? Little Hermione."

Jack looked pitiful.

"Um...no, Mr. Jack only met me today, really think he understands me?"

Hermione looked embarrassed.

"Of course, Mr. Jack is a close friend of all lovely children."

"Then do you think it's wrong to study hard?"

"No, those who do not take the initiative to study and complain about poor grades are all idiots."

"Then do you think it is wrong to answer the questions actively in class?"

"No, you are right. Those who have empty heads and complain that professors never pay attention to themselves are fools."

"Then you feel hard...

The question and answer between Hermione and Jack lasted for a while, and at some point Hermione became hysterical.

The poor little girl has done nothing wrong, she is just too serious and too persistent. She is not willing to admit defeat if she is stronger. Maybe she has accumulated a lot of pressure?

She always needs someone to affirm herself outspokenly.

Definitely the correct path that was squeezed out by most people.

After she shed tears again, Hermione felt suddenly bright, this time it was tears of joy that her efforts were rewarded.

"...Okay, enough, dear boy, you didn't do anything wrong, you just did a little too much. Listen, who's here?"

Stopped Hermione from continuing to vent and wiped tears for the child.

"Someone is calling your name, isn't that your friend? You are not alone. Go, go to your friend."

Hermione heard it too. Someone from far away was calling her name, as if it were the voices of those two fools—Harry and Ron. UU reading www.uukanshu.com seems to be looking for itself. Hermione was slightly moved.

Those two fools...

"Then goodbye, Mr. Jack."

"Goodbye, Hermione. Happy to you."

Hermione who walked to the door suddenly turned around and said:

"Can we see you again? Jack."

"We are friends, we will definitely see you again."

Hermione cleaned up her makeup and walked towards the duo.

Xing Ke waited there for a while and then returned to his body.

Patting the dust on the clothes, Star Carpet walked towards the dormitory staggeringly, muttering to himself:

"I am the only one, Miss Granger. Time is still long. As long as I live long enough, who can't meet again?"