It was late at night.

Young children go to bed.

Before going to bed, he pestered his mother.

"Mom, do you think there will be monsters out there?"

The boy's imagination runs wild, and he always fantasizes that he is a brave man who can defeat monsters and demons.

The mother smiled dotingly, lay on the bed, leaned against the pillow and whispered, "There will be no monsters, we have the protection of the witch king."

"The Witch King?" The boy wondered, "Will it always protect us?"

"Yes, everything we have is given by the Witch King, who saved us and made this world a better place."

Mother went through many, Death Eaters, Saints, Muggles.

This witch who fought for her family on the Magic Crystal Island escaped death and witnessed the Witch King's body that blocked all dangers.

She is a devout believer in the Witch King.

Every night, prayers are prayed for.

It is precisely because of the experience of war that she cherishes everything that was hard-won.

In this place, they don't have to worry about being seen by Muggles.

Cast spells on the streets and take your kids on the flying magic carpet.

Owls can also be seen delivering food for themselves, without worrying about wizards being captured by intruding Muggles.

They have their own documents, they want to leave the country, and they have passports.

Their identity is recognized by States.

They have their own jobs and their own hospitals to protect their health.

A new retirement policy that guarantees those aged wizards.

The Little Wizard Fund is still going on, so that all the Little Wizards are protected.

Young wizards can choose to further their knowledge, and older wizards can go to explore various places.

Fertility policy, giving preferential treatment to the future.

Everything is looking up.

They have died, they have been afraid.

But now, they don't have to be afraid.

The Witch King will bless every wizard.

The sorcerer sang the praises of the Witch King and prayed for him.

They know that it doesn't come easily, and maybe occasionally get tired from work.

But as soon as they looked up at the tower, they felt an infinite amount of motivation once again.

There is no absolute fairness, but under the eyes of the witch king, it is fair.

The mother gently patted the boy's quilt and hummed a plain but warm tune.

"In the old school, curious boys put on hats."

"The hat of wisdom divided him into Slytherin."

"Boys are adventurous and value their partners more."

"He began to surround himself with his friends, and he bravely rescued his classmates and defeated the trolls."

"Clever man thirsty for knowledge, he took a man-tall book from the library."

"He is not bound by the academy and has friends in all the colleges."

"Powerful against the Demon King, protect the entire school."

The wacky lullaby hummed from his mother's mouth, and the boy gradually fell asleep.

"Growing up boys and friends, they are newborn stars, laughing at school."

"The boy has an owl that is snow-white and flies faster than lightning, and is a good helper for the boy."

"He also has a dog, who is cute and mischievous, and loyal to his master."

The song is gentle, along with the adventures of the boy's dreams.

This childish lullaby is sung in the wizard's family.

They hummed for their children and prayed for the blessings of the witch king.

Children will pass on the song to future generations, just like their mother's hum.

The mother stopped slapping her hand, she smiled and kissed the sleeping boy's cheek.

Walking downstairs, she saw her husband watching TV nervously.

Inside is a Quidditch match.

Husband

The team he supported scored and he raised his hands in cheers.

When he saw his wife come down, he immediately closed his mouth and hid the wine glass in his hand behind him.

The witch looked at her husband helplessly.

Well, maybe whether it's Muggles or wizards, those married men have a habit of watching football in the middle of the night.

The same scene is seen at the Weasley house.

However, Angelina and Fred, who had big bellies, watched the game excitedly and cheered.

Mr. Weasley yelled, "I knew the ball would go in!"

Charlie shook his glass, and Ron forgot for a moment that he had to go to work tomorrow.

The family was noisy, and Mrs. Weasley stood on the stairs with a black face.

...

The New Year passes.

The snow is starting to stop.

However, on the park lake in the City of Wizards, the frozen water of the lake is very popular with children.

The businessman who saw the business opportunity sold his skates on the surface of the lake and made a small profit.

Wizards skate there, and others have snowball fights.

Snowballs hit their heads, and giggling laughter was heard.

The sky could see the flying magic carpet shuttling by.

There is also a flying broomstick ride and take off to play air combat mode.

A dog joins the battlefield, albeit without a snowball.

But the speed of the dog is fast, and when he shaves the snow, he turns a wizard into a snowman.

It was still a one-on-one situation, but it turned into a bunch of children chasing the dog in the back.

The snowball whizzed towards the dog, and the dog dodged nimbly, and the dog lost its front paws once.

Wait until the dog runs out of the game and runs all the way into the bustling street.

Pedestrians on the side of the road saw the dog and greeted it one after another.

If you are bold, you will squat down and touch the dog's head.

The budget-conscious vendors stopped searching and took out the best of their goods and gave them to the dogs.

The dog swaggered towards the center of the Wizarding City.

Under the towering magic tower, it barked twice.

The door to the magic tower opens.

Tom returns home.

The snowballs on his face didn't melt, and when he climbed the stairs, the snow melted and fell to the ground.

Tom climbed to the top floor.

The owl sleeps with his eyes closed on the left and the right.

In the middle of them, John sat cross-legged, with the throne of the Eternal Witch King behind him.

His eyes were closed and his body was motionless.

Tom spun around and came to John's arms and lay down.

Lying in the arms of his master, Tom looked at John and did not react, so he had to continue to wait.

And so on the second day.

Tom was bored, and John had no intention of waking up.

The master slept longer and longer, and Tom snorted.

It got out of John's arms and ran to the Riddle shelf where the dog barked.

Riddle opened his eyes, and it seemed to be listening to what Tom had to say.

After listening, Riddle stared at Tom for a moment, and then closed it again.

This made Tom angry, and he bit the shelf with his teeth, and his ass was electrified.

It let go of its mouth in pain and had to run to Basil.

Basil lifted his wings and pointed behind the pillar.

Tom ran over, and Hector and Hermo were wrestling there.

Seeing Tom coming, Hermo took the opportunity to sneak up on Hector, causing Hector to fall into the mud.

Then there was the sound of dogs barking and beeli.

They discuss when John will wake up.

In the end, it turned out that I definitely won't be able to wake up today.

Tom runs out of the magic tower with two star spirits.

Basil moved, but still didn't follow.

John's eyes were still closed, and in his mind, the temple of thought was being turned over.

It hovers in the temple of thought

The Blue Planet turns, and John in the midst of it records the secret forces of the Muggle nations.

The pupils of his eyes dilated, and he quickly recorded what he saw in a notebook.

Thousands of quill pens were used at the same time, and the recorded words were also collected on the shelves.

...

"It's almost time to finish scattering flowers."