Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

"I'm reviewing for you." Dumbledore didn't look at the angry man directly. He lowered his head and fiddled with the scattered rings on his fingers: "Severus, you have to be prepared. You know what I mean. If you believe what I say."

Mori Yuesha, a creature that does not belong to this world.

The closer Harry Potter got to her...

The more likely you are to lose her.

like...

Just like you lost Lily many years ago.

"Convince yourself and forgive yourself." Dumbledore looked at the man with sharp eyes. Dim candlelight, pale and thin face, mean hooked nose, twisted expression. "Maybe Mori Yuesha can solve the trouble that has been bothering us. By then, I will have no reason and no ability to stop her from doing what she wants to do."

Snape took a deep breath.

Let go of the table and stand up straight.

He said calmly: "Maybe everything is just your imagination. You are old."

Dumbledore replied sincerely: "Perhaps it is yours."

Spare yourself?

He could never forgive himself.

Severus Snape fanned his robes and fled away from Dumbledore's sight.

Chapter113 July st

Thirty-first day, early morning.

6:10

Miles woke up from his sleep.

6:20

I tossed and turned, unable to sleep, and heard the sound of mice gnawing on cardboard.

6:25

Still unable to sleep, he decided to put on his shoes, get out of bed, and settle accounts with the mouse that disturbed his sweet dreams.

6:30

I found Mori Yuesha secretly tearing paper in the living room.

6:31

She is the mouse that disturbs people's dreams.

6:40

Miles and Mori Yuesa tear the paper together.

6:45

Tearing paper.

6:50

Nagini returned home covered in morning dew and brought back a multi-layered cake that she had ordered a long time ago.

6:55

Three people tearing paper.

7:00

Nagini makes breakfast.

7:30

Eat breakfast.

7:40

Mori Yuesha's creation time.

7:41

Miles thought it wasn't interesting enough and helped to revise it.

7:45

Mori Yuesa thought the old style was outdated and changed it back.

7:50

Miles stressed that although he is old, he is not outdated.

8:00

The three of them began to arrange the environment quietly.

8:05

Mori Yuesha secretly kissed Nagini. Miles was setting up the environment.

8:10

Nagini kissed back. Miles was setting up the scene.

8:15

Mori Yuesha hugged Nagini and threw her onto the carpet. Miles was setting up the environment.

8:16

The two of them were laughing and making a scene. Miles was setting up the environment.

8:20

Miles said that if the two continued to make trouble, he would quit.

8:21

Miles sets the scene.

8:30

Watcher Arrietty reports back to headquarters: London - 15 Little Whinging - Miles House - Second floor - Third bedroom on the right - Girl under blue quilt is about to wake up.

8:31

Mori Yuesha and Nagini evacuated quickly.

8:32

Miles was setting up the environment and said that he would go to court to sue them for elder abuse when he had time.

8:40

Harry Potter wakes up.

……

Maybe it was the rustling sound of tearing paper downstairs? Or someone stomping their feet downstairs.

Harry Potter was awakened.

She dazedly opened the curtains to let the sunlight into the bedroom. With messy black hair, she groped for the bedside table sleepily and put on her glasses - only then did she see a small card next to her pillow.

Very nice little card.

Written crookedly on it:

"Hello, Harry Potter."

Who?

"I am you in the future."

…My sister’s handwriting is very recognizable.

Vaguely, Harry seemed to guess what was about to happen.

I opened the card and saw the ugly words still inside:

"It is really difficult to communicate across time and space. I hope you can cherish the messages and items I sent from the distant future to the old time and space."

"Now, open the drawer."

Harry followed the instructions on the card and opened the drawer. In the corner, a black gift box lay neatly, with a card under it. Untie the burgundy ribbon on the small black box, and there were two small glass bottles in the velvet.

A thin contact lens floats in the liquid.

She turned over the card.

"The frame is too big, and it's not easy to kiss."

"My future self won't wear it anymore."

"Guess who I kissed?"

Harley laughed grimly and wrote a line of words on the back of the card.

"Put on your shoes, my past self."

"Go downstairs."

She nervously combed her hair in front of the mirror. The little girl took up the lipstick in the drawer and put it back. After hesitating for a long time, she opened the door.

The corridors were covered with notes.

"Step forward, Harry Potter."

"Start from here."

"Do you know how powerful I am?"

"You are me."

"You're going to be really, really, really great."

A smiley face with a tongue sticking out and an arrow were casually drawn on the piece of paper with pink crayon.

Going down, there was still a black gift box at the corner of the stairs. Unlike the one in the drawer, this box was as big as a handbag.

Harley bent her legs and squatted down to untie the ribbon.

In the box lay a pair of high heels that were so shiny that they were dazzling. The heels were very low and custom-made. The matte black uppers were inlaid with neatly cut diamonds. The laces were sewn into a bow-tie style, and the two small buckles on the left and right were golden topaz.

There is also a card under this pair of shoes.

"You need luxurious robes and a horse that can take you on a gallop."

Harry rubbed his eyes.

She saw a gift box hanging on the handrail with a thin string at the second corner of the stairs.

The note was labeled: "Your warhorse."

She walked over and opened the box.

Inside was a bright silver dagger. There were dark golden patterns engraved on the back of the blade, shining with a mysterious and dazzling luster under the light. There was a very small line on the base of the blade: "Jade Lake".

Is it her?

Harry held the dagger in silence for a while.

Come to the first floor.

What comes into view is more paper strips and gift boxes in the room - like the hanging branches in the forest, ribbons and balloons are stuck everywhere.

She found the nearest box and opened it. Unexpectedly, the gift was not from her future self, but from... Grandpa Miles.

"Hello, Harley... Um, you should be little Harley now, right?"

"I've known you for a long time."

"What were you like in the past? Did you cry because you couldn't eat your favorite ice cream? Did you hesitate and wander outside the glass window, staring longingly at the dress that only came in adult sizes? How tall were you as a child? Did you wear large-framed glasses?"