Days to grind friendship at Hogwarts

"So...Professor Rick regarded Morgana as a victim from the beginning?"

Qiu listened quietly to Glenn's story, with an expression of disbelief on her face.

"According to her own words, this is the case..."

Glenn sighed softly and nodded.

Qiu's eyes flashed with distress, and she said: "So that's the case. No wonder she is in such a hurry to leave Hogwarts."

"yes..."

"She is really pitiful." The girl said with emotion, "No wonder I always feel that she has a slight sense of distance when she gets along with others, especially these days."

Glenn looked at her with slight surprise, somewhat surprised by her keen observation skills.

Qiu turned her head, noticed the strange look in his eyes, and asked, "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like this?"

"Nothing," Glenn shook his head, "I'm just curious where you saw it."

The girl recalled it for a moment and explained.

"Just like the day of the Christmas party, although she drank and chatted with us, she just looked at everyone with a smile most of the time and rarely spoke."

Glenn listened to her description and thought back to what happened that day.

It seemed that apart from mentioning the first time she drank firewhiskey, she really didn't say much.

"Also..." Qiu continued, "Although we don't have much contact with her, have you ever seen her mention her experience to anyone? Including the girl named Kitty Kitty."

Glenn nodded silently, showing a look of surprise.

Even after hearing Morgana personally describe the details of their relationship, he ignored this point, but Qiu was keenly aware of it.

I have to say that she is definitely a thoughtful girl.

When it comes to Morgana, Glenn gradually understands her thoughts.

She has experienced the ups and downs of human relationships since she was a child. Although she has become strong, she has also put a hard protective shell on her heart.

But in these years, Patricia, the only one who stepped into this protective shell, stabbed her in the softest place.

If she hadn't been strong enough, she might have been on the verge of collapse.

"It makes sense..." Glenn nodded and agreed.

The two chatted as they walked, and soon climbed the spiral staircase of Ravenclaw Tower and entered the common room.

"Good night."

Qiu walked to the stairs leading to the girls' dormitory and said softly with a smile.

"Good night."

Glenn waved his hand and watched her figure disappear around the corner of the stairs.

...

The school year is over, and the only thing left to do is announce the results before the holidays.

Glenn did not panic at all, despite having performed many outrageous tricks in practical exams.

Sure enough, on the bulletin board, his name was ranked first in the first grade.

"Awesome!"

Eddie gently pushed Glenn's shoulder and sighed with envy.

Marcos also glanced at the list and said: "What a boy, it's all 'o', even the history of magic!"

Both of their scores were above average, neither good nor bad.

At least it's much better than Roger who barely passed.

"Wow! Qiu, you are actually the second youngest!" Marietta let out an exaggerated exclamation.

A group of little girls immediately surrounded Qiu in the middle, chattering and laughing.

The day you leave school.

When Glenn woke up early in the morning, his wardrobe had become empty, leaving only a suit of clothes suitable for today's weather.

The rest of the items, together with the wooden box containing the small sword on the bedside table, were all neatly packed and placed in his large suitcase.

A hard-working house elf, good news for patients with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

So fragrant.

A piece of paper floated up from the bedside table and stopped in front of his eyes. It contained a warning about not using magic during the holidays.

Glenn threw the note aside casually. This piece of paper was of no use to him.

Anyway, he lives in Diagon Alley, where countless wizards stop by every day.

Zongsi's detection ability can only find a general range, but it cannot accurately find the specific wizard who cast the spell. It is really easy to deceive it.

The first-grade students need to take a boat to the platform under the leadership of Hagrid, just like when they arrived.

The little wizards at this time are completely different from when they arrived, and they are no longer as restrained as they were a year ago.

Glenn, Autumn, Marietta, and Eddie were riding in a small boat.

The scenery in the morning is much more beautiful than at night. The clear lake surface is slightly rippled, reflecting the reflection of the castle. The Gothic-style castle does not look gloomy at all against the backdrop of the mountains, but instead gives people a majestic feeling.

The boat soon sailed to the shore, and the four of them boarded the pier and waved goodbye to Hagrid.

They arrived earlier and there were empty compartments everywhere on the train. They randomly chose one to sit down and chatted about it.

Not long after, the supporting actor Marcos also joined in.

"Woo~"

A long whistle sounded, the train started moving slowly, and the scenery outside the window began to recede, faster and faster, and they were getting further and further away from Hogwarts.

When compared, there were more Marcos and Marietta in the carriage, but less Morgana.

A small and exquisite gray-brown owl appeared outside the window. It seemed that it had just experienced a long journey and was struggling to flap its small wings, trying to catch up with the speed of the train.

Glenn quickly opened the window and let it in.

This little owl is dotted with white spots and circles of vertical lines. It seems to be an uncommon species.

It dropped the letter that it had been holding firmly in its paws on Glenn's lap, and then dropped it on the back of the chair, seeming to relieve the fatigue of the journey.

Glenn opened the letter paper rolled into a small tube shape, and there were a few lines of beautiful small words inside.

The letter was written by Morgana. It was not long, just a few simple sentences.

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Dear Glenn:

Seeing the words is like seeing the face.

I have arrived at Beauxbatons and the journey has been smooth, so please don't worry about me.

It's like a big palace, very beautiful. The climate is much better than in Scotland. It's warm and not so humid.

I met the principal, Mrs. Maxim, who is a very interesting witch. Although she is as tall as Hagrid, she is both elegant and gentle.

It's a pity that when I came, the vacation here had already begun, and I didn't have time to meet my future classmates.

The holidays at Hogwarts should also begin, right?

If I guess correctly, you must have ranked first in your grade, right?

This owl is too small, so I don’t dare to write too much, so I’ll stop here.

Please don’t forget about the things we agreed on.

I wish you all the best.

And: If you haven’t returned to Diagon Alley yet, please send your blessings to Qiu for me.

Yours faithfully,

Morgana

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Glenn read it and handed the letter to Qiu. He seemed to see the green tea girl with the fragrant tea a year ago before his eyes, and he couldn't help but smile.

Qiu took the letter from his hand and read it over.

"What's the appointment?" She looked at the contents of the letter and asked with some doubts.

"Did you...make any agreement?"