"Snap" crisp snapping of fingers.

It was only for a moment that Joanna felt as if everything around her had quieted down.

The sound of the rain outside, the melodious tunes in the café, and the wind chimes that creek softly because of the wind coming out of the cracks in the door.

The sounds all grew softer and softer, distant and serene.

The dim yellow light faded into circles, and the surroundings became strange and alienated.

What's going on?

Joanna tried to scream in terror, but as before, the air around her became so sticky that she couldn't even open her mouth.

She couldn't do anything now, she could only watch in horror as the boy in front of her curled her fingers and flicked them lightly in the air.

It was as if something had been broken, and cracks were cracking all around, and cracks appeared in the air.

The fragments seemed to have turned into fine sand, and they quickly escaped.

Boundless darkness came from all directions, and Joanna found herself moving again, looking at Zhang Xiao in horror who was still sitting in the coffee shop armchair.

wanted to say something, but before she could ask, a little light bloomed from above Zhang Xiao.

The darkness faded like a tide, and Joanna saw that the chair under the boy was rapidly deforming, and in just a moment, the simple wooden chair in the café was transformed into a very soft and comfortable armchair.

Not only that, but the clothes on his body are also changing rapidly.

The cotton T-shirt began to fade from the neckline with a deep black, glowing, and went all the way down from the neckline, and by the time the feet had turned into a pure black wizard's robe, and shiny little leather shoes replaced the single shoes.

A fireplace was popping out of the void in the darkness, and by the time it had fully 'grown' out, it was already blazing, and the wooden floor was staggered and sinking, and it had just appeared.

The delicate carpet was eagerly covered.

When Joanna came to her senses, she found herself in a room that looked both warm and sophisticated.

Is it a hallucination?

But the 'crackling' fire and warmth in the fireplace are so real, the soft carpet under your feet is the touch, and the aroma of tea on the table.

"You may be seated, Ms. Joanna."

Zhang Xiao stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please.

Joanna sat down stiffly, still looking around incredulously:

"Just now. What just happened? Where is this? What about cafes? ”

"The Hall of Thinking, where is it-" Zhang Xiao poured her a cup of tea and lit her temples: "It can be understood that it is in our minds." ”

"Magic? Hallucination? Coco still feels like the real thing."

Joanna had countless questions to ask, she held the tea, the warmth between her palms, and took a sip of it, leaving a fragrance on her lips.

The slightly hot tea flowed from his throat to his stomach, and soon his whole body was hot.

This is definitely not an illusion, and an illusion cannot be so real.

"Magic? No, it should be called magic. ”

Zhang Xiao said with a smile, he looked at Joanna in front of him, who was still in shock, and reached out to brush the table, and the white paper with the ugly and cute villain appeared so suddenly.

"Can you tell me about the story you're going to create?"

Tale? Joanna's chaotic mind was stunned, she never expected that this seemingly mysterious teenager would show so many magical methods.

The first thing you care about is your own story?

Joanna hugged her head and said with some collapse: "So, you're just for my story?" ”

"Or else?"

Well, I really don't have anything left.

Joanna quickly calmed down, and she hesitated and said:

"Well, I'm going to create a children's story with this little boy in the main character, from an experience I had a few years ago.

At King's Cross station, I met a little boy like this."

Joanna hadn't had such a hearty conversation for a long time, and she talked about the original reason for creating this story, and told about her amazing encounter with Harry.

Finally, he frowned and thought for a while, pointing to the clothes on Zhang Xiao's body:

"I saw similar clothes in the little boy's luggage - I was going to write a wizard's story."

Joanna raised her teacup and took a sip:

"By the way, who are you?"

"Me? I'm a wizard. ”

"Poof——!

Joanna hurriedly put down her glass, and hurriedly wanted to apologize, only to find that the water she squirted was in the air in defiance of all the laws of physics she knew.

With a gentle wave of his hand, the mist immediately dissipated, and Zhang Xiao replied affirmatively:

"Yes, I'm a wizard." By the way, he is also a Taoist priest, the little heavenly master of Longhu Mountain.

"Wizard! But—no—but—I—" She waved her hand incoherently, and finally figured out her logic:

"You're a wizard? Is that the wizard in my story? ”

Zhang Xiao nodded: "Although I don't know what the follow-up of your story will be, I am indeed a wizard." ”

Joanna's eyes widened, she covered her mouth, and an indescribable complex feeling came over her.

Zhang Xiao soon regretted her contact with Joanna, because it was based on the idea that women could not guess at all.

After Ms. Joanna survived the panic and confirmed that her life was not in danger, she immediately transformed into "100,000 Whys." ”

Started asking crazy questions, and barabala's talk was not good.

"And how did you find me? Divination? ”

ZHANG Xiao:.

"Well, divination"

"Wizard. Will you fly on a broomstick? ”

"Yes, yes."

"Wow—but you can't ride on a stick—" Joanna gestured to lift her pants, "Won't it be uncomfortable?" ”

"No, it won't. There is a cushion curse," Zhang Xiao said dryly.

"Oh-oh, can a wizard turn a person into an animal?"

"Yes."

The long-lost laughter appeared on Joanna's face again, and in this warm room, she forgot her sorrows, forgot the bad life.

She was immersed in the relaxed atmosphere of speaking freely.

That's nice.

"Ms. Joanna, let's talk about your story."

Zhang Xiao felt that his head was hurting, and he waved his hand to stop Joanna's enthusiastic speech.

"Huh? yes, there's a lot more I want to ask you."

Joanna picked up the teacup unsatisfactorily, and it was then that she realized that she was neither thirsty nor tired after talking for so long.

It's a surprise.

Zhang Xiao thought for a while, and then asked:

"In your story, how many wizards do you think there should be in the whole of England?"

"I think maybe two or three thousand?"

Well, sure enough, it was her own idea.

"Because I think if there were a lot of wizards, wouldn't they have been discovered a long time ago?" Joanna's eyes flashed with 'wisdom', and she guessed with certainty.

Zhang Xiao gasped, what a strange thinking!

At this moment, Joanna suddenly screamed and shouted in panic:

"What time is it? What time is it? Have we been talking about it for too long? I'm going to pick up Jessica. ”

It's okay, let's end it like this, and it can be regarded as fulfilling one of my wishes.

Zhang Xiao knocked on the table, and this warm little room once again seemed to fade and weather, and it faded rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, Joanna found herself back in the café, still raining outside the window, and the coffee on the table was still hot.

Everything that had just happened seemed like an unrealistic dream.

So was it true or false just now?

Joanna looked around blankly, but saw the young man on the opposite side standing up:

"Let's go, Ms. Joanna, I'll send you there."

"Huh? Oh good. ”

Joanna instinctively responded and followed behind Zhang Xiao in a daze.

Ferrari cut through the rain and weaved through the traffic.

Joanna carefully touched the interior of the car, opened her mouth, and couldn't help asking:

"Y-are you wizards so rich?"

"The fact is that wizards and Muggles don't have much to do with each other, oh or ordinary people, they live in their own worlds, and most wizards don't care about what's going on in the outside world."

Ferrari stopped at the door of the custody center, Zhang Xiao turned his head to look at Joanna beside him, and suddenly said softly:

"Joanna, come on, you're going to be a great writer."

Joanna's footsteps stopped:

"Really? Thank you for your blessings. ”

She laughed happily, the first in months, and waved her hand:

"Goodbye~ Little wizard, I will remember this magical afternoon, and I will write your story well.

When my book is published, I will definitely send it to you! ”

She turned and ran towards the center.

Zhang Xiao let go of the black umbrella in her hand and took a step forward gently.

The rain hovered in the air, everything around him froze, and Zhang Xiao walked to Joanna's side step by step.

Her face was much brighter than before, her eyes were crooked, the corners of her mouth were upturned, and she was smiling.

With a crackling sound, blue lightning appeared in her hand, aimed at Joanna's brow.

【Forgetfulness Charm】

Zhang Xiao gently recited the spell, memory magic is a very advanced knowledge, but the temple of thinking is precisely the high embodiment of memory magic.

Pale silver mist poured out of the tip of the wand and sank into Joanna's head, and something bright silver was pulled out and peeled off.

Zhang Xiao carefully fluctuated Joanna's memory, like plucking the tiniest strings.

Harry, Hermione, Ron, Dumbledore, Hogwarts, Philosopher's Stone, Quirrell.

Gringotts, Leprechauns, Hogwarts Express, Diagon Alley, Hogsmeade.

The story of the original book, the laughter, the tears, the people, the things.

Philosopher's Stone, Chamber of Secrets, Prisoner of Azkaban, Goblet of Fire, Order of the Phoenix, Half-Blood Prince, Deathly Hallows.

Putting down the wand, Zhang Xiao slowly retreated, looked at Joanna's young face, and muttered:

"Hello, JK Rowling."

Joanna came back to her senses only to find herself in a daze at the door of the care center, and seeing that the time was almost up, she didn't have time to think about why she was in a daze at the door.

Hurriedly ran into the care center, picked up Jessica and kissed her on the forehead, Jessica, who hadn't seen her mother for a day, cried loudly.

"I'm sorry, my dear, I'm sorry"

Joanna pressed her forehead against her daughter's forehead and kept apologizing until she choked up.

She wiped her tears and thanked the staff at the care center before carefully wrapping Jessica and re-entering the rain curtain.

"Wow-"

In the dilapidated rental room, Joanna hurriedly looked at Jessica, who was crying, and there were overturned baby bottles in the place.

She bit her lip stubbornly, and the cheap milk powder can lay on the side, clean as if it had been washed. (The UK's strongest children's bill only began to be phased in 2003.) ）

"Don't cry, don't cry, Jessica" Joanna picked up Jessica, holding back the burning hunger in her belly, walking back and forth to comfort her.

Hungry adults can bear it, but children can't, Jessica's crying is getting louder and louder, Joanna holds back her tears and hugs Jessica in her arms again, as if this will give her daughter more security.

Listening to the child's increasingly loud crying, Joanna's tears finally slipped from her eyes, she licked her chapped lips, and gently placed Jessica on the couch.

Picked up the small satchel, which, if memory serves, still has a few dozen pennies in it, which is the cost of living for the next two days.

I hope to find a kind store willing to sell me some milk powder, even if it is only enough for two days.

Joanna reached into her satchel with great determination, even as hunger burned her stomach.

The next moment, she pulled out a bulging envelope from her bag with confusion.

On the envelope was a line of words:

"Scottish Arts Society – Creation Grant, may Lady Joanna Rowling create wonderful stories."

Joanna trembled and reached out and opened the envelope.

Inside was a thick stack of banknotes, and she counted them one by one, making mistakes several times because she was so excited.

One sheet. Two sheets, three sheets, two hundred sheets.

A total of £10,000!

(In 1996, the Scottish Arts Society gave Ms. Rowling a $13,000 fee to fund her work, which Ms. Zhang brought forward.) ）

Joanna seemed to have lost all her strength, she hugged Jessica, and cried bitterly, as if she wanted to bury all the grievances and difficulties in this cry.

Zhang Xiao stood downstairs, holding an umbrella, listening to Joanna's cry in the house, and turned into the darkness.

"Goodbye, JK Rowling."

After buying milk powder, diapers and a new sleeping bag for her daughter, Joanna gently kissed her daughter's forehead as she looked at the sleeping Jessica.

Gently unscrewing the lamp, she picked up the pen and stared at the 'ugly' boy on the manuscript paper, countless inspirations tumbling in her mind.

Sorcerer, magic. Hogwarts Diagon Alley. Gringotts.

She smiled softly, as if to greet the boy on the draft:

"Hello, although it is still unknown now, it will definitely be famous in the future. Harry potter! ”

After sorting out her thoughts, Joanna twisted the pen, and a series of words appeared smoothly on the manuscript paper—

"Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, who live at 4 Privet Road, always proudly say that they are unruly people.

Please, please.

They have never been involved in strange things, because they don't believe in those evil ways at all.

”

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1. Commuter pass 2. Recommended ticket

This plot ends~

(End of chapter)