Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

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The tree hole now seems very small.

"I didn't expect it to be so small already..." Euphemia said with emotion, with a hint of disappointment between her brows.

"Growing up isn't a bad thing." Lynn said with a smile, "Do you want to go in there and listen to Alice's stories again? I was really puzzled at the time, and then I found out that you were also a Muggle-born."

"Go away! You are so naughty! You are the child!" Euphemia blushed and opened Lin En's hand, then ran away as if escaping.

The staggering look was somewhat similar to when he escaped from danger that year, which brought back many memories.

The once petite and delicate figure reappeared and slowly overlapped with the beauty in front of him.

Since that accidental acquaintance, the two people's life trajectories seem to be intertwined.

In the snow-covered forest, everything is silent, the air is quiet, and an indescribable atmosphere permeates the air.

"Fei, I've always been curious." Lin En walked forward and reached out to brush away the snowflakes on the girl's head. "Why did you run so far back then? You never told us."

"I was—"

Euphemia was also feeling uneasy. Just as she was about to say something, she heard faint footsteps in the woods.

A big black head appeared.

Chapter 93 Alice will not forget the rabbit hole (Please support Euphemia's character card!)

Thestrals are mysterious creatures that can only be seen by those who have witnessed and understood death.

This is a special invisible creature, and because of this special feature, it is considered ominous by many people.

In fact, this animal, which looks like a black Pegasus, is gentle and has always lived near Hogwarts.

Appearing next to the two was a stray cub.

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"Xilulu~!"

With a childish cry, this little fellow, who was not afraid of people, came forward on his own initiative, gently flapping his underdeveloped wings, his bright big eyes showing full innocence and curiosity.

"Little guy, where are your family?" Euphemia walked up slowly, hugged it gently, and took out a bag of nuts from the same bracelet as Lin En.

"唏伦~"

The Thestrals chirped happily and devoured the delicious nuts in big mouthfuls.

As a typical omnivore, it loves to eat meat as well as grass and never refuses any nutritious food.

However, no matter how much they eat, they will not gain weight and remain skinny throughout their lives.

This may also make many people envious.

There was a little more tenderness and love in Euphemia's eyes as she looked around while feeding the animals.

Sure enough, not long after, groups of Thestrals heard the joyful shouts and came rushing over from afar.

They are not the Thestrals bred at Hogwarts, but a wild population active in the Forbidden Forest, numbering more than a dozen.

In the early years, because this place was occupied by giant spiders, they had to migrate farther away.

With the cleanup by Lynn and the centaurs, the number of Acromantulas nearby decreased drastically, and the Thestrals were able to return home.

During the feeding, Euphemia quickly consumed all of her snacks and she turned her attention to Lynn.

He certainly wouldn't spoil the fun, so he waved his hand and the food piled up into a small hill fell on the snow.

He had originally planned to go to the kitchen later, but now it seemed that he would have no choice but to buy a new batch.

But this isn't a bad thing.

Looking at Euphemia's gentle smile and hearing her humming an unknown tune, he felt even happier.

This was the first time he saw Euphemia being so fond of some magical creature.

Thestrals are already few in number.

Just as he was thinking about it, the cub that came first walked up to him, stretched out its unwieldy limbs, and licked his palm with its tongue, which was warm yet cool.

"You've always been curious about why I, who spends every day in the library, would end up in such a dangerous place, right?"

Euphemia stroked the Thestral's back and its wings, which looked like a bat magnified countless times.

"I can see the Thestrals early on."

"I didn't have any friends at the time, but they were the closest to me and were willing to listen to me."

"So I sent them some food regularly, but one day they got lost... You will understand the rest, it's not a complicated story."

At this point, she sighed, "It was then that I realized that having friends is a happy thing."

"Xilulu!"

The elder Thestrals called out softly to their own kind.

The youngest cub also gave up the delicious meal at hand, ran back to his family, and slowly left with long chirping sounds.

They are creatures that can understand human nature and emotions very well, especially in front of a wizard who treats them with sincerity.

"You're just too good, not that you can't find friends. I've been following you for a long time."

After the Thestrals left, Lynn walked over to Euphemia and whispered, "Who wouldn't want to be friends with you? Except for those Death Eater reserve troops."

"I was very skeptical at first about whether studying at Hogwarts was a good idea." Euphemia's eyes were dim.

That is a bad memory.

Pure malice is always the most harmful.

She raised her head and stared at Lin En who was combing her hair, her eyes moving slightly, "What you did back then is more important than you realize. Not only to me, but also to many people."

Lin En was stunned. He didn't expect Euphemia to say this to him so bluntly.

After a while, he pretended to be calm and said, "You can count the number of times you've praised me like this on one hand. Is this considered a reminder of past emotions? I'm a little uncomfortable with this."

"Improper..." Euphemia lowered her head, with a barely perceptible resentment in her tone.

She jogged forward a few steps, then deliberately slowed down her pace, waiting for Lin En to catch up.

Looking at Lin En who almost slipped, she whispered, "Didn't you say that the story should have a sequel and you were going to write it yourself? There are other stories."

"Follow up..."

Lynn murmured, then smiled, her amber eyes gleaming softly.

"Of course, if you'd like to listen. We have plenty of time..."

The pure white snow covered all traces of everything, and the blowing cold wind made the sunlight feel a little more cold.

Through the gaps between the dead trees, the human figure becomes long and narrow, and time passes particularly slowly.

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At dinner time, the auditorium was beautifully decorated.

Magical snowflakes fell from the dome, warm and dry, contrasting with the frosted Christmas tree, creating a festive atmosphere.

The little wizards who remained in the school gathered together, enjoying the Christmas dinner, and were surprised to notice the temporary extra seat in the professor's seat.

There is also the witch in the professor's chair who is breathtakingly beautiful even with just a little bit of makeup.

It was not until Dumbledore introduced her identity in a solemn tone that the discussions subsided a little.

But one problem after another arises.

Looking at Professor Beauxbatons, who was sitting very close to Professor Eric and smiling calmly and leisurely, the little wizards became more and more curious.

They were all thinking about their relationship, and even the Christmas pudding on the table didn't seem so appealing.

They didn't have much time to observe and discuss. They simply drank a few glasses of eggnog and listened to Dumbledore leading everyone in singing his favorite Christmas carols. Then, the two of them left hand in hand as the professors saw them off and disappeared out the door.

"Mom would be happy if she saw this." Ron stuffed the unfinished chicken leg in his mouth, his cheeks puffed up.

Neither his friends nor his two twin brothers heard it clearly.

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"…I'm going to go back now. I've had a great day today. I'll bring the gifts to Nico and Perenelle."

Outside the castle's reception room, Euphemia stopped and spoke sullenly, her face looking like a half-ripe peach.

"Take care of yourself. Don't be a hero. Don't let Dumbledore use you as a pawn. Don't underestimate that guy... Take care of yourself."

He was no longer as efficient as usual, but instead had a kind of peace of mind and a nagging tone.

The lazy and charming brown eyes flashed with bright colors, and under the thick coat, the silver-blue robe reflected the dim lights.

“Of course, don’t worry.” Lin En smiled and gave her a big farewell hug, then he took out a small gift box from his arms like a magic trick.

"This year's Christmas gift is a little different from previous years. But it should be to your liking."

"Oh? What a coincidence, I thought so too." Euphemia also took out a gift box, which was exactly the same from the packaging to the ribbon. "Merry Christmas, open it when you get home."

Her steps were so brisk that if Lynn slowed down just a little, she could only see the emerald green flames in the fireplace.

A crisp "Beauxbatons" echoed in my ears.

He lowered his head. The gift box in his hand, like the one he gave away, bore some signs of age.

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Beauxbatons Castle, the living room of the Professor of Ancient Magic.

Euphemia, in a hurry, went straight back to her room and cast more than a dozen protective spells as soon as she entered the room.

With a nervous mood, she sat on the bed and opened the small gift box, whose palms were slightly wet with sweat.

"click"

The lock opens, the lid flips over, revealing the true appearance of the gift.

It was a small alchemical statue.

The silver-white metal was dyed with magical paint and had an exquisite shape, but it was only a shell, and was obviously the work of an alchemy apprentice.

A rabbit running away holding a pocket watch.

A pretty little girl was chasing after him.

It is the famous fairy tale illustration in the Muggle world.

But the little girl's appearance changed into that of young Euphemia.

Slightly fluffy golden hair, a flawless fair face, and a pair of brown eyes that seemed to be able to speak.

"Alice never forgets the rabbit hole..."

Euphemia held it in her arms with great care.

"I knew it... this guy remembers it..."

Curled up in bed, she whispered to herself, with mist in her eyes.

The soft quilt covered the whole body, leaving only slight turning and murmurs.

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Meanwhile, at Hogwarts.