Melda followed the crowd into the main hall.

What catches your eye in the hall is the bronze tripod furnace that is three zhang high, in which there is a curling hot smoke, and a fragrance comes to the nose.

It looked like it was made of green steel, and its surface was carved with many strange runes, each of which revealed a vast aura.

This smoke .....

Melda could clearly feel the magic that permeated the smoke.

A natural magic that calms the mind.

"This is, Chang'an Taixue's sacrificial wine, that is, the principal, the master."

"This is, Senior Demon Pattern, that is, Professor, Bai Qingqiu."

After the four of them sat down, Wang Wenshu introduced in turn.

"As for the next one, Professor of the Department of Herbal Medicine, Wang Wenshu."

Every time Wang Wenshu introduced someone, Melda would nod his head at the person's chin.

It wasn't until he finished introducing them in turn that he quickly got up again and bowed to everyone again: "Hello professors, my name is Melda Corris. ”

"Melda Estes Corris. First-year Hogwarts freshman. ”

"Hmm... The second half of the year is the second grade. ”

"We all know, Melda, we all know." The master said softly, and then motioned to Melda not to be formal, just whatever.

"I think you must have a lot of doubts in your heart."

"Why did we invite you here, why were we so polite to you?" The master said with a smile on his face.

Melda didn't speak, just sat there quietly.

For he knew that the Master's explanation was coming.

"I'll tell you a story."

"The story has to start with a prophecy."

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As soon as the camera turns, let's go back to England again, back to Hallie.

As we all know, Hallie's status in her aunt's family cannot be said to be low, it can only be said that there is none.

When she really reconciled with her aunt Penny, it was when she was in seventh grade in the original book.

The moment of the final showdown. Maybe it would be the last time we would see each other, so the gap between Harley and his aunt's house seemed to have loosened a lot.

(But in fact, it hasn't been eliminated, because human nature is very complicated, it's just a resonance in the depths of my heart when I have rights, but the novel, take me as the benchmark!) ）

...

But now the atmosphere in Aunt Penny's house is a little abnormal.

This is mainly due to the fact that Harley has changed too much, with red lips and white teeth, and the main thing is her long fiery red hair.

I'm afraid no one will care.

When she got home, Harley only said that it was magic, and then went back to her small room without saying a word.

In the compartment under the stairs.

Aunt Dursley and Aunt Penny didn't ask, magic was the most taboo topic in their house, if it weren't for the fact that the demon hunting campaign had already ended, in that era, a family like theirs would definitely be the main force of the demon hunting business.

But like a dam that has burst, it's only a matter of time before it overflows.

Because of Penny Evans, the skinny blonde woman, her eyes were a little different.

Something in my heart seems to have been rediscovered.

During the four or five days that Harley came home, Penny spent most of her time taking care of the family's daily chores. But she'd been staring at Harley a few times, a few times, and watching her a little distracted.

Looking at her, it was like seeing the person who was buried deep in her heart.

Perhaps, this mutual affection will continue forever.

Until one day of summer vacation.

In the middle of the night, Harley secretly finished her summer homework in bed.

History of Magic, with information about the fourteenth-century demon hunt.

She wasn't very good at it, and the materials that supported her thesis were all found for her by Hermione and Melda.

Last night was the last paragraph of her dissertation, and it was dark, and Harley struggled until the second half of the night to finish the draft of her dissertation.

She was tired.

In the days she had been back at her aunt's house, her husband seemed to have been kind enough to vacate the upstairs storage room and make it her new room.

But Hallie knew that it was just to silence the guests who came to visit the house.

No one can see a small slave living in the stairwell.

...

The next morning, while it was still light, Harley's door was violently slammed.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Open the door! I know you've heard you. "It's Dursley, Hallie's uncle. His duckling voice was too recognizable.

"It's coming!"

Harley, who was still asleep, was woken up violently, and she reluctantly lifted the quilt, got up and walked towards the door.

"What are you doing? Why is it so slow? ”

"Forget it, let's not talk about it." Dursley's voice changed, and he suddenly pointed his fat finger at Harley, and then threatened viciously, "Tell me something." ”

"Maggie will be visiting our house today." (Maggie, Dursley's sister, Part 3, the woman who was turned into a balloon by Hallie.) ）

"I feel like I need to get it straight."

At the top of the staircase, Dudley was gloating at the scene upstairs, for him, watching Harley be taught a lesson was the happiest thing he usually had.

"First, if you don't know what to say? Then stay in your room and don't go out. ”

"Okay." Harley replied indifferently.

She wished that every year the fat, pig-like woman would come to Dursley, sometimes for a few days, sometimes just for a meal.

Either way, the woman couldn't say anything good when she saw her.

Ridicule, ridicule is a common thing.

"Second, I don't want Maggie to see the slightest bit of nonsense and put away all your magic tricks. You know? Dursley said loudly.

"Hmm!"

"Third." As if he hadn't heard Harley's answer, Dursley just said to himself, "Are you studying at the St. Brutus Secure Center for the Correction of Juvenile Delinquents?" ”

"What?" Like a cat that has been stepped on by its tail, Hallie opened her mouth and sneered, "What school? Correcting criminals? You're going to have to spend a lot of money. ”

"San Brutus Security Center Juvenile Delinquent School!" Uncle Vernon scolded.

"Oh! It's a hard time to remember. I'm going to say something like that, right? What if I accidentally say something out of the window? ”

"I'll beat you up and regret it. You know? ”

After speaking, Vernon threatened and intimidated Harley a few more times, and then dragged his fat body and slowly walked away.

Looks like I'm going to pick up that Maggie.

Dudley at the top of the stairs was still gloating and looking up at Harley. Every time Aunt Maggie came to their house, Hallie would be out of luck. This time will be no exception.

"Humph!"

"Boring!"

Harley glared at Dudley coldly upstairs, then immediately retreated to her room and closed the door.

She's going to get another night's sleep!