As the sun set, a slender shadow was infinitely elongated, the golden afterglow shone on his running back, and sweat dripped from his face, turning into bits of ice crystals, like crystal clear diamonds......

Wen Crying was panting violently, and the long run consumed a lot of his physical strength, but his eyes were unusually determined, and his footsteps never stopped......

When night fell, Nazawa River was extremely deserted, perhaps because of the bloody battle that had just ended, and the cold wind was mixed with the slightest smell of blood, which made people shudder.

The dungeon is still gloomy, all the doors are open at the moment, and there is no one inside, but even so, the accumulated resentment is still unbearable, so the temperature of the dungeon is usually much lower than outside.

"Cut!" a disdainful voice rang out, and Wen Frozen Spirit shuttled through the prison doors, searching for his target. The cold was nothing to him, and he once swam shirtless in Antarctica.

If you think about it, if you had studied honestly and didn't learn taekwondo, you should have lived a normal life at a regular university now.

That year, Wen Frozen Ling was in the third year of junior high school, studied well and served as the captain of the school's sports students, running to meet the national second-level athlete standard, he was a man of the year in the school, all the girls swept him a few times when they passed him, and then there were always a few excited discussions from behind him. Both the underworld and the white way in the school are in awe of him, after all, Wen Frozen Ling's best thing is taekwondo - a veritable black belt - and even the coach is defeated at his feet.

Only one or two people who are familiar with him know that what supports the dazzling halo behind him is all sweat.

At that time, he was very tall and cold.

Family background may be one of the reasons for his indifference. Wen Frozen Ling had never seen his father since he was a child, and his mother had never explained anything to him, so he was brought up by his mother in a daze.

When I was in junior high school, my mother was always sick, and she ran to the hospital every once in a while, and her savings were almost spent, but her condition did not improve. Later, my mother figured out that instead of wasting money like this, it was better to save it for Xiaodong to go to college.

The next day, he went home, and no matter how Wen Lingling persuaded his mother, he refused to go to the hospital. Later, Wen Lingling saw a sentence in his mother's diary: I just hope to survive until the day when Xiaodong goes to college......

Wen Frozen Spirit came to the mirror, his eyes were red and he looked at the eyes inside, and clenched his fists tightly.

Two months before the high school entrance examination, Wen Lingling ushered in an opportunity in his life, the school recommended him to participate in the National Youth Games, as long as he got a good ranking, he could be sent to a key high school!

That night, Wen Lengling took the only classmate who was better with him, and drank at a street food stall until he got drunk.

A few weeks later, the news that Wen Frozen Ling had reached the finals of the Taekwondo City Youth Championship spread in the class, and everyone's eyes were focused on him, and he was lifted to the altar again in an instant.

Wen Frosting shrugged lightly, as if everything was expected. He wanted to get out and get some air, so he habitually glanced at the seat closest to the door the moment he walked out of the classroom door.

The owner of that seat was a girl.

The girl who looked down at the book seemed to feel something, and the moment she looked up, she looked at Wen Freezeling, who quickly looked away and walked in the direction of the toilet. The girl was slightly stunned, lowered her head, and looked at the page that had not been turned for a long time......

The finals came as scheduled, Wen Frozen looked at the opponent in front of him, and his first impression of the body was that it was weak - it didn't look like it could reach the level of the finals.

At the beginning of the first round of the match, Wen Frozen Ling wanted to test his opponent with a side kick, but the opponent had no intention of blocking, and the same skill was accompanied by a slightly orange foot to smash Wen Frozen Ling, just as Wen Frozen Ling was surprised by the orange light, and the two feet collided together.

"Click!" the sound of bones cracking, and Wen Frozen fell to the ground, clutching his right foot and crying in pain for the first time in his middle school years.

Frozen Spirit lost.

Wen Lingling didn't know what happened later, but he remembered that when he woke up, the doctor said that the ankle bone of his right foot was completely broken, and the degree of crushing was incurable by surgery, and asked him if he was considering amputation.

Wen Lingling's eyes darkened, and he asked weakly while lying on the hospital bed: "My mother, ...... You know what?"

"Ms. Wang? She went into a coma after you took you to the hospital, and now you're next door, and because she has nasal cancer, the situation is not very optimistic. ”

Wen Frozen Ling jumped up, ignoring the pain in his right foot, and jumped to the next door with his left foot, and saw his mother who was in a coma on the hospital bed, and her tears were out of control again.

He had been staying in front of his mother's bed, and when his mother woke up that night, she asked at the first sight of Wen Lengling, "Xiaodong, how are your feet?"

"It's not a big deal, the doctor said I would just be able to take a month off. Wen Lingling took her mother's hand and shrugged.

"It's okay...... It's okay. Xiaodong, your teacher reported that you are usually very indifferent, promise your mother in the future, smile more, okay?"

"Good. How many times have I not listened to you?"

"Xiaodong, it's not early, Mom is a little sleepy, you should go to sleep, go back to sleep next door, and talk about it tomorrow." ”

"Good. ”

My mother really slept that night.

Maybe she just snoozes and wants to have a long, long dream, and when the dream is over, she wakes up, right?

The next day, Wen Frozen Spirit sneaked out of the hospital, jumped into the woods in the park, and sat under the tree and hugged his knees and cried. He didn't understand why God was teasing him, ruining everything he was doing best.

Unwilling to be accompanied by anger, he did not realize that the temperature around him was changing. An old man fishing by the lake sneezed, looked back at him with a smile, and muttered, "Holy Spirit awakening?"

"Ahh

"Bang!" A series of voices sounded, and the grass with a radius of ten meters around the center of the circle quickly froze, and ice spikes tens of centimeters high rose from the ground, surrounding the Wen Frozen Spirit in the center.

Wen Frozen Ling looked at the scene in front of him in a daze, completely unable to believe that he did it, after all, this kind of scene can only be found in science fiction movies.

"Young man, I don't know why you are angry, but I know that you are surprised by what you see, and I know that you have many doubts that you cannot solve, believe me, come to this place, you will find the answer. The fishing old man said, took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to Wen Lingling, "Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't go now, when you want to go in the future, you can find it by looking for it in the way above, but whether you go or not, please keep the phenomenon just now a secret, otherwise you will cause a lot of trouble for yourself." ”

The old fishing man hummed a little song and left, Wen Frozen stood in place, opened the letter, and there was a line at the beginning: Harry Potter School of Witchcraft and Wizardry Invitation Letter.