Petunia suddenly noticed that there seemed to be something pressing under the pile of broken saucers at her feet.

It's two photos!

A couple, two of them holding their children.

The other is a photo of two girls.

One has long fiery red hair, the other has short pale blonde hair,

The blonde girl seemed reluctant to take a picture, and in the photo she was staring at the other girl 'viciously'.

Time seems to have gone back to 1977.

Her abnormal sister suddenly insisted on pulling her to take pictures one day during the summer vacation.

I've heard that in the photos of the wizarding world, the characters are moving.

She didn't like that world, and she didn't want to have anything to do with them.

She didn't want to go at all.

But her mother and father were very interested.

She had no choice but to reluctantly take two photos with her abnormal sister.

One for my sister, one for her.

But her own one, after she came home and found that the characters could really move, she tore it off directly.

was scolded by his mother for this.

Eventually, though, her sister used her 'magic magic' to restore the picture.

She didn't want to, but she kept the picture.

Later, after she married Vernon, she decided to be a member of the Dursleys and avoid talking to anyone about her sister.

Although in her heart, she has always felt a little guilty about breaking off relations with her sister.

Because she knows very well in her heart that Lily has always loved herself.

But she just didn't want to admit it, she didn't want to admit her resentment and jealousy, she didn't want to admit that she was far more mediocre than her sister, she didn't want to admit magic or anything related to it.

...

Until, October 31, 1981.

That morning, Penny woke up early, her son had only been born for more than a year, and she had to get up early every day to feed him.

The life of a housewife is very boring, and when you are free, your thoughts will drift away.

Maybe that's when she's really alive, living as Penny Evans.

She suddenly remembered that her sister seemed to be married, and that she had sent her a letter in July telling her sister that her son had been born.

Remembering the photo she had kept for years.

But that morning, when she finally found the photo, she found that it had been torn in half, and the originally laughing figure could no longer move.

That day... It was the day Lily died.

...

"Give it back to me." Hallie stepped forward and said indifferently.

Aunt Penny didn't seem to hear Harley's voice, and she stared blankly at the photo in her hand. It seemed as if something was growing in her eye sockets.

"Give it back to me!" Harley repeated.

"No... I—" Aunt Petunia said in a trembling voice, but her eyes were still on the picture in her hand.

Aunt Petunia finally came to her senses, and Harley had never seen Aunt Petunia look like that.

Guilt, unwillingness, remorse, anger. All sorts of emotions kept churning in her eyes.

Scared, sad, sad. Her tears flowed uncontrollably.

Hallie had never seen her aunt cry before, as it was the first time in more than a decade that Penny had felt so heartbroken.

...

"You think you just lost your mother that night in the High Pitcher Valley?"

"Poked!"

Suddenly, a suppressed anger was born out of grief.

In an instant, the emotions that had been going on for years suddenly exploded, and she lunged at Hallie, staring at her eyes deadly.

"You're exactly like your father, who only sells himself."

"And that damn boy from Cockworth."

"I will never forgive you, never!!"

"The damn Pote killed my sister, and magic killed my sister." Aunt Petunia roared angrily, and Hallie was stunned by the roar, her eyes full of puzzlement.

"I hate you, you killed my sister!"

"You killed my sister!!"

Aunt Petunia fell to her knees beside Hallie, her voice filled with grief as her heart-rending cries echoed throughout the house.

Vernon was also taken aback, he had never seen his wife so sad.

...

Although Harley didn't understand what happened to Aunt Penny, she also knew that she probably wouldn't be able to stay any longer.

After checking again, Maggie is fine.

Hallie went upstairs and packed up her things, clothes in the cupboard, books in pillowcases and his birthday card.

Grabbing Hedway's cage, he walked down the stairs.

No one seems to care about Hallie's departure.

Vernon was comforting Aunt Penny while Maggie was still sitting on the floor gasping for air. Dudley stood by and stared.

Hallie wasn't saying anything.

She just silently pulled her suitcase and left her aunt's house without looking back.

...

It was the height of summer, but Hallie, who was walking on the street, felt a hint of coldness.

She suddenly remembered, remembered Dudley's old book.

That tells the story of a little prince from the stars.

Ignorant, she didn't understand that for anyone, Lily Evans was the most unique little prince.

She watered people, she prayed for people, she sheltered people from the wind and rain.

She is the most beautiful rose in the world.

She domesticated countless people.

It was only when the others left her that they realized that it was definitely a mistake.

She doesn't need anyone, on the contrary, those people need her.

Do you know? Even the Slytherin snake crawls out of its burrow, and is willing to bask in the sun, listen to her voice, listen to her unusual steps, the footsteps of others will make the snake hide underneath, and her steps are as beautiful as music.

From then on, the jasmine that was useless to me became precious.

Because it reminds me of her cheerful face.

...

He walked forward for a long time without looking back, and when Harley turned around, she found that she had come to Crescent Street in Maclauri.

"Whew! Call! Call! ”

She put down the box and gasped heavily.

Now, where should she go?

Then, Harley felt in her pocket, and suddenly something hard pressed against her fingers.

It's a key. Melda gave it to her when she left, London 4, Corinda.

Harley didn't think she needed it at all.

Unexpectedly, in the second week of the summer vacation, she was forced to leave her aunt's house in a gloomy manner.

"Hey!" Harley sighed slightly, then stood up.

Corinda is a bit far away. It's time for her to go, maybe she'll be there in the afternoon.

"Melda? Are you Melda? ”

It was a burly man with a Scottish accent, who was greeting Harley in high spirits.

De Neneri is a security guard for the community here. Of course, this job can't support his slightly extravagant life.

In addition to this, he also worked as a real estate agent, finding suitable addresses for the wealthy Englishmen, and of course, if there were good houses, he would also find suitable tenants for the landlords.

In short, he is very busy, but he is very happy about it, after all, the high remuneration is real money.

"Oh! Hello, you may have recognized the wrong person. Hallie said politely.

It's already a residential area, maybe the person in front of you is Melda's friend or something.

"Oh! Of course, I guess I recognized the wrong person. De Nernari forced the smile on his face, but he had a calculation in his heart.

He had just suddenly seen a child walking by with a suitcase identical to Melda's, and he instinctively thought it was Melda.

Harley nodded apologetically, then pulled her salute and hurriedly walked away.

The neighborhood was very large, and Hallie searched for a long time to find the house, Melda said.

Harley took out the key in a bit of a panic, and quickly opened the door and walked in.

And the moment she stepped into the house, the whole house seemed to come to life.

The broom in the corner of the wall flew lightly, and the window opened automatically. A gust of wind drifted into the room, blowing the dust out of the window.