The only one who can bury himself in books during the holidays is our true student, Hermione Jane Granger.

Xiaogu Liang was lying on her stomach somewhere in the central area of the big library, which had been filled with books by her, leisurely looking at the book "Merlin's Thought and Introduction to the Magical Theory System of British Characteristics" in her hand.

This is the material she used to refer to before writing her dissertation for her History of Magic course. The thick theoretical books can also be read with relish, especially the vaguely recorded legend about Merlin and the perfect king of Britain.

If only you could live in that era, you can feel the knowledge of the gods before the complete collapse of the magic system, and the exploration of the most basic modern magic.

"Alas...... There is really not enough time. Only then did Hermione notice that since the spatial plane of the Great Library was not the same as the world she lived in, it was already night.

Fortunately, they have a teleportation crystal in their own home, so the Granger couple don't have to worry about the little girl walking alone at night.

But it's been a long time since I've seen Xiwen, on the one hand, every time she comes here, she goes directly to the big library, and she doesn't go to the Swift Mansion above. On the other hand, it is true that Xiwen is not here.

Sneaking upstairs quietly, but it was pitch black in the room, and sure enough, there was no one? Little Hermione pursed her lips and was about to leave, but there was a voice in the darkness, which startled her.

"Sister Alice, you're at home, why don't you turn on the lights?" Hermione said with a little complaint, patting her little chest to calm her little guts.

The lights are on......

"Sister Alice......" Hermione looked at Alice, who was sitting on the couch by the window as if in a state of stillness, she could feel the feeling that emanated, a very bad feeling, loneliness.

"Are you hungry, I'll make you dinner. Alice's eyes seemed unfocused, and she said distractedly.

"I'm not hungry yet, but I haven't tasted my sister's craft for a long time. Hermione didn't know why, but she could feel the sadness that filled the air.

Leaning against Alice, Hermione stared into the crystal green eyes that the most beautiful gems couldn't match, "Did that guy Siwen you off, I'll write to him." ”

Hermione puffed out her cheeks to cheer Alice on.

"I'm not human. Alice seemed to be thinking to herself, "Originally, I was just an ordinary entertainment AI, and that was a long, long time ago.

It was known as the Second Age, because of the end of the First Age caused by the Cataclysm. The three saviors of humanity at that time ended the cataclysm, Sivin Lowe. Siyun - The Whisperer of the Heart. There is also a Chite.

However, the fate of all three men was very miserable, Siyun fell into the abyss during a sneak battle, and his soul was lost, and after Xiwen sacrificed everything he had to end the cataclysm, he found that even Siyun was dead, and he disappeared and never appeared again.

As for Chite, she enjoyed the glory of the savior alone and became the leader of the Second Age, but ironically, she went crazy in the end.

During the cataclysm, the mechanical civilization was allied with the alien civilization to deal with humans, so in the human world, any mechanical life with autonomous consciousness was miserable.

I was just an ordinary AI doing what I needed to do in a confined area of humanity. Watch with trepidation the mechanical life that dies tragically every day.

Until one day, I picked up a white crystal, and she instantly merged into my chip, and I awakened and became a mechanical life with autonomous consciousness, not an AI. ”

At that time, Alice didn't know that the moment she awakened, she was targeted by the second-generation machine lord Big-Old-Brother, who was exiled in the Endless Void.

In order not to be discovered by humans, she disguised herself as an artificial intelligence with a stack of bugs, and even once earned the title of artificial retardation in the human world.

"Later, in the second cataclysmic shock, the reincarnated Siwen Lowe escaped with me, who was found and hunted by humans, because of me, a large number of entertainment artificial intelligence were destroyed at that time, such as another guy who had a bug and used green onions as a microphone every day. ”

There seemed to be a memory in Alice's eyes, a rare memory in her short, pathetic mechanical life, a rare friend.

"In the mist, I saw the man who gave me my name, and she was also called Alice. Alice continued.

Simple cottages stand at the forefront of a neat but not thriving town. Anyone who enters here is sure to see it for the first time.

"It's a bakery, that Lord Alice's bakery. The bread there looks very bright, but the taste is ...... Any wish can be granted, but only if you abandon it. Alice smiled wryly, "The price is great.

You want to make a person fall in love with you with a vow of bread, provided that you no longer love him. You want to curse others with it, but only if you value them from the bottom of your heart. Of course, this is just a simple description. ”

"Well, what is the price, Gul'dan (fog). Hermione asked curiously.

Alice smiled and touched her silky skin: "A real human body has completely transformed me from a mechanical life into a human. The price, that's all this, is my freedom.

It's not so much that I'm here with Xiwen, but that I'm a puppet sent to spy on Xiwen...... I want to help him, but I can't help him. You feel that way, too, from an alternate plane isotope, Hermione Granger. ”

"I'm not a traverser, and I'm not a cosmic moth. It's terrible. Hermione seemed to fade from her youth all of a sudden, and her face darkened, "The future me has paid a lot of money to have an unsuccessful consciousness communication with the current me. ”

"But, even at that time, you're still Sister Alice. Hermione's eyes seemed to glow with a pale golden glow, and of course, it could just be a reflection of the chandelier on the ceiling.

Although Alice was chatting, Max's cooking skills had allowed her to prepare dinner and dessert for Hermione: "I only learned the texture and color of that Alice's bread, but unfortunately it didn't have the function of fulfilling my wishes. ”

"But Sister Alice's snacks are delicious, isn't the bread delicious?" Hermione had an innocent expression, but her little hand never picked up the tasty-looking bread on the tray.

You may complain that the last author who tried to play the timeline didn't know which ditch to die.