John returns to the Hall of the Dead.

There was a thrust behind him, like a hand pushing him out of the arch.

Staggering two steps, John reluctantly looked back at the door.

"What about allowing me to stay?"

He felt that the world of death was like a girl, and when she said that she would change her face, she would change her face.

Just now they were living in harmony, and they turned their heads and kicked people out.

Tidy up your clothes and change the black cloak in the world of death back to a transparent color.

This is probably because the two worlds are different.

Taking off the cloak of invisibility, John placed it in his chest pocket.

Although the trip was not very rewarding, it was also a good thing to meet a new friend.

"This snow is going to fall for a long time."

He left the Ministry of Magic and walked slowly through the streets of London.

The snow is falling so deep that people can't help but speed up their pace.

The heavy snow makes the car drive carefully.

Under the snow-white world, the bustling London has also become beautiful.

John walked to a café, and the warm coffee was very popular with the group of English gentlemen.

In winter, even a faint bitterness is enough to make people happy.

It's a pity that John couldn't taste it.

He paused in front of the café for a moment, but he didn't go inside.

Desserts beckoned to him on the street, and an Oriental restaurant that broke into his eyes was even more like scratching his head to seduce his taste buds.

In the face of these temptations, John chose to pass by.

He spent the day sightseeing in London.

It's the eve of Christmas, and the events that I think belong to Christmas have begun.

Tang Mi should arrange a wishing event, hoping that this time it is a more reliable person to make a wish.

Last year's wish by Xenophilius Lovegood, and some teapots floated in the sky of Tumbledown Alley and Diagon Alley.

This Christmas, let's spend it at home.

John misses his parents and sister.

Speaking of which, I should prepare Christmas gifts for my family.

As the youngest Ariana, there will be a lot of gifts this year.

The uncle complained that the gifts had not been received by Ariana, and hoped that they would not take those strange things this year.

Alone in the street, the sun goes down.

John came to an alley.

He heard a familiar voice inside.

"Amya, it's time to go to bed."

"I know, Aunt Jura, when I win over Daddy."

Gauss's voice rang out, "Haha, then you're ready to fall asleep."

This money-hungry wanted man takes off all his disguises in front of his daughter.

He is a father, and money is like something outside his body to him at this moment.

Once Wang Zhongzhong's subordinates, he chose to accompany his Muggle daughter.

Joyful laughter emanates from the warm-toned lighted room.

His retirement has nothing to do with magic.

John should have said hello, but he didn't want to disturb the family's lives.

Jingling Christmas songs have begun to sound in the streets.

The cheerful atmosphere fills the city with a sense of joy.

John stepped away.

He headed to King's Cross Station.

Walk into the Nine and a Quarter platform.

This platform, which is lively on weekdays, is particularly deserted at this point in time.

He was the only one waiting on the platform.

Exhale a breath of white air from your mouth.

John waited for the train to arrive.

The Albatross pulls into the platform to greet the lone traveler.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome aboard the Albatross."

A mechanical female voice sounded, and the door opened.

John walked inside,

I found a place by the window and sat down.

There were only a few people in the car.

They all seem to be lonely people, with no one sitting together.

Long trains, they are distributed in different carriages.

The train starts, and the scenery outside is elongated as the speed increases.

It's been a long trip, and maybe it's time to get there.

The moving train went to Paris and then to Berlin.

Every time it stops, it's a different scenery, and different people are walking towards the train.

The wizards didn't notice that their witch king was also in the train.

They think, it could be life, it could be knowledge, it could be someone who loves each other.

The train started again, heading for the Magic Kingdom.

The night train crosses the ocean, and the sea under its feet is like an abyss that swallows everything.

This is also the reason why so few people take the evening train.

John thought maybe this transparency feature could be changed.

His face was calm, and he walked through the portal.

Arrive at the outskirts of the Magic Kingdom.

In the mist, there is a fiery dragon streaked across the sky, and there is also a castle suspended in the sky, elusive, never seen in its entirety.

A mysterious place that many wizards want to explore.

It's a pity that in this fog, no one can find a way out except for the fire dragon.

This is a privilege bestowed by the Dragon King on the Fire Dragon.

As the king of both, you need to weigh the pros and cons as well as the severity.

Difficult choices, giving one the land to live, will exploit the other's land.

The trade-offs are difficult.

The fire dragon flew through the sky, and the little fire dragon spewed fireballs from its nose and flew towards the black fire dragon with a pleading face.

was pushed away by the black fire dragon in disgust.

The train passed through the fog, and the islands and cities that floated in the ocean turned white because of the snow.

The pre-Christmas lighting decoration makes that place full of warmth.

Even the lonely traveler on the train, after seeing it at this moment, his face was a little softer.

Their loneliness is to better reunite with their families.

As the train crosses an arched bridge over the water, the Albatross reaches its destination.

Open the door and step out of the traveler.

John stood on the platform, and the people walking by him and the family members who greeted him left laughing and leaving.

The train restarted, and the Albatross left the battlefield, ready to pick up the next group of lonely travelers.

Wait until the platform is empty.

John then stepped away.

The wizard's Christmas hymn is even more quirky and should be a tone change.

The biggest screen shows commercials, shampoos endorsed by Lockhart, and fireworks from Weasley's magic tricks.

It was as if John had disappeared, and no one around him could see him.

He walked towards the magic tower.

Compared to the buildings decorated with various lights, the magic tower is towering like a sword, with only snowflakes dotted on it.

He stopped under the magic tower.

I looked back at the central street.

The fear of the Witch King keeps the Wizard from approaching here.

Those lively atmospheres can't come to the magic tower.

This is the only place that is separated, on the magic tower, there are no bright lights.

John pushed open the door and lifted the illusion spell.

A staircase leading to darkness, illuminated only by a faint light.

John walked up the stairs, and the step by step stairs was tiring.

But this is a road he built himself, and he can finish it himself.

The 10,000-step staircase of the Magic Tower is very long, and there are times when you arrive.

At the end, John saw a glimmer of light.

He was a little confused.

Could it be that the Star Spirit is playing a game of friction and glow again?

But when he got closer, he realized that the light was not the light of the star spirit.

Because the warmth it carries is something that the star spirit does not have.

Someone raised a flame in the Magic Tower.

It seems that someone came to visit during his absence.

Walk up.

The first thing John saw was Basil.

The white owl flies after a dog.

Tom ran in front, with Hermo still sitting on his back.

Hermo hugged Tom's neck and urged him to run faster.

Basil's claws have reached out to the hapless two little ones.

They shouldn't play adventure games to provoke basil's feathers.

Basil picked up the two little ones and flew outside, causing Tom's tail to curl up.

John was amused and continued to look.

In the magic tower, an out-of-place flame ignites in the middle.

Riddle's black, shadow-like body came into view.

It stands on a person's shoulder, noticing that its owner is back.

Hector crossed his hands around his chest, shook his head helplessly and commented on his brother who was about to be thrown out.

And after the two little ones, there is a girl.

The long silky blonde hair was tied up in a bun.

It seems that because the magic tower is too cold, the girl raises a little flame to keep warm.

There was a fire on the laurel wand, and the girl approached and rubbed her hands together.

Seeing John return, the girl stood up in a hurry.

The reason for her cold was also found, and she wore a green, beautiful dress.

On the ears, I don't know when they were pierced, and they wore a pair of brilliant diamond earrings.

The girl's slender white neck looked forward to John's arrival.

The smile that appeared made this dim place seem to have a moment of brilliance crashing into my heart.

"Daphne."

John softly called the girl's name, causing her to shrink her fingers, pluck up her courage, and take a step forward.

The beautiful dress showed Daphne's shoulders.

It's a gown that people can't help but praise, just like her owner.

Under the skirt, the white toes shrank under the skirt.

Daphne hurriedly explained, "I took my shoes off because it was difficult for me to get up the stairs."

Riddle nodded, as if to affirm Daphne's words.

After all, walking up the stairs in a pair of high heels can be painful.

However, the cold and biting ground of the magic tower doesn't seem to be much better for bare feet.

John looked amused at Daphne's explanation, he hadn't expected Daphne to come here.

Seriously, he didn't see it and thought Percy was here.

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