Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

"If I'm not mistaken, your grandmother seemed to bow to Nagini?"

"Blood-cursed orcs deserve respect." Manny fell at the end of the team and said slowly, "The shadow of Blood-cursed orcs was present in the goblin uprising." He stroked his chest and bowed toward a painting, and the goblin in the painting waved and nodded at him.

It seems that this young werewolf gentleman is not here for the first time.

"Doin is the richest among us. Where else can we go if not here?"

"This kind of entitlement sounds really harsh."

"I respect the Blood Curse Orcs in history! Not the current ones!"

Snakes and wolves don't seem to get along very well.

"Where do we live?"

Harley was more concerned about the sleeping environment - she was no longer a parasite living in a cramped, dark storage room. The longer she spent with Mori Yuesha and Nagini, the more she changed.

"I'll make some big beds for you."

Queen bed.

This means that I can only sleep in Nagini's single bed.

This was the result of Duo Yin putting together three of her "private soft sleepers" - the height of the fairies was like this. The two men, Zales and Manny, slept in another room, on the carpet.

"If you can't sleep, you can go for a walk... Don't worry, there's no danger." Duo Yin yawned loudly, "We'll talk about the spell tomorrow. Good night, big fools."

…………

……

The night in White Rock Castle is very quiet.

The tips of the grass were pierced with silver moonlight. Harry Potter sat on the lawn with her legs crossed, and in front of her was a small lake.

The tips of her black hair were dyed gray by the light, and her dark green eyes were hazy; there seemed to be a mist lingering in her eyes that had lingered for years. She looked at the lake quietly, and the night wind stirred the weeping willows, sweeping all the quiet emotions into her pupils.

There was a rustling sound behind me.

He tiptoed up to her and sat down on the grass.

"Can't sleep?"

Mori Yuesha was wearing a fluffy white pajamas with a hood with long ears on the back. "The scenery here is really nice, but the grass is wet."

"Untrue."

Harry looked at the unchanged lake in confusion.

"Ah?"

“Nothing is real.”

Little Harley turned her head, and her gaze through the lenses passed through Mori Yuesha.

“Magic, magical animals, castles, wizard streets; maids who can transform into pythons, cat gods in dreams…”

And you.

Harry muttered, resting his head on Mori Yuesha's shoulder.

"I've been very sad these past two days." The little girl's voice became lower and lower: "I was afraid that when I woke up, I would still be lying in a narrow, smelly storage room; Aunt Petunia knocked on the door so loudly that I saw the book "Wizards, Knights, Dragons" on the bedside through the shaking wires and dim light bulbs; I couldn't find the hairpin my sister gave me in my messy hair..."

"I can no longer contact Nagini and you."

"Everything I've experienced this month was just a dream of mine."

"Nagini doesn't exist at all, she's just a character in a fairy tale book; Mr. Imhotep is a movie star, and Hera is the protagonist of a new game being promoted on the next street; I tried to use a fork or a knife to perform Expelliarmus, and tried to pray to Ms. Bastet and cast a divine spell..."

"But nothing happened."

"I endured the sojourn and left the Dursleys when I grew up. I lived in the city under the dust and scorching sun, living a vulgar and struggling life like everyone else."

"All my life, I have been searching for my sister, searching for the wizarding world and Diagon Alley in my memory; but when I die of old age in my hotbed, these still exist in my mind in the form of memories."

"Before I died, I asked the children to continue the search, but so what?"

"That's another one, it's their story."

Mori Yuesha hugged her soft and thin shoulders and patted them gently. Just like what Nagini did to her - just like when they first met, she looked through a pool of dark green stagnant water...

Seeing the stinking mud and fragility at the bottom of the lake.

This silly green-eyed radish.

"Dragons, wizards, and knights."

Mori Yuesha stroked her prickly black hair: "Three in one."

Wh, what…?

"You are a wizard and a knight. Now, all you need is a dragon."

Harley seemed to be hallucinating: she saw dancing golden flames in her dark eyeballs.

Mori Yuesha stood up and spread her five fingers towards the open grass. A lavender mist gushed out and condensed into a rectangular card with patterns on it. Then, it was torn into pieces.

A white creature emerged from the card.

She has round ears, big eyes, and a soft body. She has a long, thin tail, and when she sits on the grass, her two front legs are straight, and her wings are folded to cover her lower abdomen.

"Her name is Cookie."

Mori Yuesa walked over and touched the faucet, and Harley heard a sound similar to a purring cat.

"Come on, Harley Knight Bobo."

Mori Yuesha pulled the stunned girl. She grabbed Cookie's ear, turned over and sat on the dragon's back, then reached out and pulled Harley up as well.

She subconsciously hugged Mori Yuesha's waist tightly.

"sister--"

"Yahoo!"

The hoarse dragon roared and broke through the dark clouds. Its wings rolled up the debris on the grass, and in the green storm, it rose from the ground and rushed into the sky like a sword!

The White Stone Castle is surrounded by a stream, with lush and flourishing tree crowns crowding each other. Around the clusters of small green balls, a silver stream sparkles, winding its way to the distance.

"Beautiful, right?"

Mori Yuesha's voice was blown away by the howling wind.

gorgeous.

It wasn't the view that Harley was talking about.

She found that Mori Yuesha had changed. At this moment, her usual playfulness and frivolity melted into her black hair blowing in the wind. The moonlight carved out the curves of her nose, cheeks and chin. She raised her arms flat, embracing the wind from the front and the silent moonlight above her head.

She closed her eyes.

“That’s what travel is all about.”

Mori Yuesha swayed left and right, her voice full of freedom and unrestrainedness.

"Is it interesting, little knight?"

"Hahahahaha-"

Harry Potter quietly hugged the wild and energetic girl in front of her, watching her controlling the white dragon, and listening to her excited laughter.

The arms held tighter.

Harley gently pressed her face against Mori Yuesa's back, feeling the strong beating of her sister's heart.

What a joyful evening.

The wind and moon at night, dragons, magic.

you.

Chapter 108 The First Spell

Harley's anxiety disappeared after a flight. The next day, besides the maid's stiff face, Tiffany's teasing eyes were all she could see.

The window of her room faced the lawn.

She goes to bed late.

and so…

"The bathroom pipes require rubbing the copper handle and chanting a spell before they can be used."

Tiffany giggled and moved closer to Harley, observing her blushing face carefully: "But I guess you didn't remember. Hey, little Harley, is your sister very da——"

"Whether you want to eat or not."

Nagini threw the bowl of soup in front of Tiffany with a bang, her face sullen.

"Hi, Nagini."

The maid ignored her and turned to look at Harry: "Doin asked you to go downstairs after washing. The first spell, do you remember it?"

What does...remember?

Harry shrank his neck: "Nagini...I'm sorry..."

Sorry for what?

Nagini frowned: "I'm just reminding you, let's eat first."

"Yes, I'm sorry..."

Nagini felt a little depressed when she noticed that the people at the table were beginning to look at her with unfriendly eyes.

How do you make yourself look like a bad guy?

"I'm just reminding you not to forget." Nagini patiently smiled at the shivering little girl as gently as possible, "Didn't you sleep very late last night?"

This sentence made Harry feel even more ashamed.

"I occupied... occupied you and your sister... I'm sorry..."

Clang.

Manny put down his fork heavily. The sound of metal hitting the white porcelain plate was harsh.

"Why are you apologizing?" Mr. Werewolf was unhappy: "She's just a maid. Harry, you don't have to apologize to her - you didn't do anything, did you?"

The half-giant Zales nodded his chin in agreement.

"Eating won't stop you from talking?" Tiffany glared at Manny. "Come on, eat quickly." To be honest, she also felt that the maid was a bit too much. Maybe she had a 'close' relationship with her master, Mori Yuesha, but that was not a reason for her to be cold to Harley.

Why?

This is about Mori Tsukisa and Harry Potter.

The queen has no right to question the king's having several lovers.

How old is Harry?

What does she know?

She just likes her sister.

Tiffany shook her head and decided to stay away from this Nagini. The maid was too jealous.

“We’ll finish eating quickly.”

Tiffany tied her white hair behind her head with a ribbon and gave a distant smile: "Soon, Nagini."

The maid looked at her for a while, then turned away coldly.

"She's always like this?"

Manny pursed his lips. He was already not on good terms with her and now he was even more dissatisfied: "Did she bully you in private?"

Harry shook his head. "Nagini is very kind to me. It's just... she's my sister."

"You are more like nobles than me." Manny chuckled: "Don't take it to heart, little Harry. You are just that little. It's all her fault."

It doesn't matter whose fault it is.