Chapter 138： wind

Felix returned to the office. It was late at night, and the windows made a "click" sound from the wind.

He sat in a chair, glancing across the corner of the table, where there was a stack of photos.

Felix picked up the photo easily, leaned on the back of the chair, and looked at it quietly-most of the seven photos were of Helena. She always smiled quietly, but at a different angle.

Only in the photo with him, what he said at the time, Helena showed a funny expression, and in the photo she had an obvious gesture of covering her mouth.

Felix flicked the photo, turning her hair into burgundy red, and then he received the photo in the ring.

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The next morning, when a strong wind blew at Hogwarts, Felix was woken up early. He walked out of the bedroom in his pajamas. The light in the office was very dim and the outside was pitch black.

The windows creaked overwhelmedly under the raging wind.

Felix snapped his fingers, the window seemed to become a whole, and the sound suddenly weakened, but he couldn't help the sound of the strong wind hitting the castle wall.

Through the window, you can vaguely see the branches of the distant trees swaying.

"I don't want to think at all in this kind of weather." He muttered, lazily shrinking on the sofa.

Felix hooked his finger, the suitcase in the corner snapped open, and a box of films floated in the air and passed by him, "Hey! I've seen it all."

"I remember there is a very famous series of movies. I don't know if it will be released. What is it called?"

"Legend of Nagini?"

Felix shook his head and brought a fairy tale book "The Adventures of Campa" from the cabinet by the wall-one of the gifts he received at Christmas.

The protagonist of the story is named Ronin Campa, a ten-year-old preparatory wizard.

Both of his parents are staff members of the Ministry of Magic. They are usually very busy at work and often entrust their neighbors to take care of him. However, he doesn't like the neighbors' cats, so he sneaks out. Minus bXwX.co

Campa originally wanted to stroll in Diagon Alley, but he strayed into Knockover Alley and was taken away by the black witch using Apparition.

But fortunately, the witty Campa used a small trick to deceive the witch and escaped smoothly. After that, it was a story of making friends and working hard to go home while avoiding the hunt of the black witch.

Felix discovered that if you don’t think about the logic, for example, why are the three cats under the witch, the names are still'Night','Marsh' and'Morley', and they always find Campa before the witch, and Being driven away by Campa’s new Fantastic Beast friends and so on... It’s actually quite interesting.

He watched with relish, and finished it in less than an hour.

"I don't know if this kind of book is popular among the little wizards. I should investigate. If the response is good, I can follow it and complete my new book."

"As for the plot..." He glanced at the "Adventure of Campa" at hand. "A ten-year-old quasi-witch was sent to a Muggle school by his busy parents to live, study, and make friends in an unfamiliar environment. s story."

"Well, this quasi-witch grew up in a magic family and is not familiar with the outside world. With his eyes, readers can see a lot of interesting things."

"It's best to add some dynamic photos."

Felix wrote the plot carelessly, and it was finally dawn.

Harry woke up, listening to the whistling and whistling of the wind in his ear, he rubbed his glasses and looked through the window.

"It's windy, too, it's March." He murmured.

Ron was still asleep, and it was Sunday. Harry didn't call him, put on his clothes and came to the common room with his schoolbag.

There is a lot of Quidditch training in the afternoon, and he must hurry up and finish his homework.

When he came to the common room, it was empty, with only three or two people, but he saw Hermione not surprisingly.

She was carving the magic text with a carving knife. From Harry’s point of view, it looked a lot like this. The light brown carving knife had hot magic power flowing from the tip.

There are burning symbols on the chestnut chips.

"How's it going?" Harry asked after she stopped.

Hermione gave him an ambiguous answer: "Not bad, but I haven't succeeded even once."

"Really?" Harry didn't understand the sentence very much. "It looks quite bluff, there is a sense of mystery as a wizard in a fairy tale."

"Harry, you are a wizard."

"I'm talking about the wizarding legend of the Muggle world." As for Hogwarts, Harry thought about himself, desperately trying to catch up with his homework, and it was hard for him to be in the mood to think about God's mystery.

While Harry was writing the herbal medicine essay, the whistling outside the tower never stopped, interrupting his thoughts several times. This made him feel very upset. He suddenly raised his head and asked expectantly: "Hermione, do you think our herbal medicine class will be cancelled if Monday is still the weather?"

Hermione said: "I think-you might as well expect today’s training to be cancelled, and I’m very curious about how the mandela grass ran into other people’s pots. Professor Sprout said, it’s almost these days. I don’t want to miss it."

Last week's last herbal medicine class Several Mandrakes held a lively and noisy dance party in the third greenhouse, which made Professor Sprout very happy.

"When they want to move to someone else's flower pot, we know they are fully mature," she said. "Then we can bring the poor little wizard and Filch's cat to life in the hospital ward."

Harry mumbled: "Wood will definitely not cancel training. I have confidence in him."

When Ron got up, the three of them packed up and went to the auditorium for breakfast.

Ron pointed to the crowd at Ravenclaw College and said, "They don't seem to be interested."

Harry said uncertainly: "Maybe the ghost of their academy has disappeared?" He thought for a while. Although he was not happy at Nick’s 500th anniversary party, if Nick suddenly disappeared, he would definitely be unhappy. This sad.

At this moment, a silver figure rushed into the auditorium and hit the Slytherin student with a stack of chalk heads.

He laughed loudly, and suddenly disappeared when no one could react.

The three of them stared dumbfounded, and for a long time Ron said, "Merlin, no one cares about Pippi?"

Everyone knows that only Barrow and Dumbledore, the blood man, can control Pepy Ghost, and he only maintains limited respect when facing the professor.

"But, I think it's pretty good." Ron looked at the embarrassed Slytherin wizard, especially when there was Malfoy inside, and happily stuck a piece of bacon.

Hermione said worriedly: "Pippy is targeting Slytherin now, it won't be necessarily in a while." Mi He Mi

"That's the worst luck for Slytherin." Ron said optimistically.

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