Fortunately, the Main Line is at Hogwarts

About half an hour ago, under the darkness, Hermione rushed to the town wearing stars and moons.

"Da da."

On horseback, Hermione shrouded in a black cloak seemed to be a Ringwraith walking out of Middle Earth. She looked around and found that the area here was a circle smaller than Unigel.

It's not so much a small town as it is a village.

"Go over there."

Ayla suddenly appeared behind Hermione, and the two rode on the same horse. Ayla's little head was over Hermione's shoulder, and she reached out to help her point the way.

Without hesitation, she drove the horse again, and Hermione rushed over.

She could clearly feel that people in the town were watching her. They hid in the house and peeped at her secretly through the cracks in the door and windows.

There are also some people who were already working outside fetching water, and when they see her figure, they will stop their movements, and their eyes will follow unconsciously, some dodge and some monitor.

Charles had explained to her on the way here that in such backward times and countries as fairy tales, the sense of xenophobia in villages is particularly serious, and they are correct. Sometimes outsiders are indeed a source of danger, witches, robbers, It's all possible.

Although she was not used to it and wanted to explain, Hermione, who was anxious to find the fairy godmother, couldn't care so much at this time.

Following Ella's guidance, she turned around a low earthen hut, and soon saw a desolate old woman behind a small earthen wall.

What's more, standing in front of her was an apparently gorgeously dressed lady, who was handing her a bright red apple with a haughty face.

"Stay away from her!"

Hermione stopped without hesitation.

And Aisha's movements were faster. She borrowed Hermione's body, raised her right hand, and released a surging cold current instantly.

"That's my stepmother!"

At the same time, Ella, who could clearly see the lady's face, let out a low cry.

"Looks like we're just in time."

Hermione's luck is good, they don't seem to be too late, but Mrs. Termany's luck is not bad, because she scrambled and scrambled to avoid Aisha's attack at the last moment. The last touches of elegance.

Instead of continuing to chase the fleeing Mrs. Termany, Hermione got off her horse and ran quickly to the old lady.

"Are you a fairy godmother?"

she asked crisply.

The old lady didn't answer, but asked her strangely.

"Who are you?"

It was Ella who answered her.

"I'm Ella."

She said it through Hermione's mouth.

The same person, the same appearance, and even the same voice, but the elderly woman in front of her seemed to recognize the difference between Ella and Hermione.

".. Ella?"

For the first time, surprise appeared in her eyes.

Obviously, not only did she see the difference between Ella and Hermione, but as Charles said, she obviously knew, or knew Cinderella Ella.

Looks like I found the right person.

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief.

Jasmine and the others are similar. Although they are all princesses, they don't have any experience in major events. They may not be as good as Hermione who has been in and out of Wonderland a few times. They didn't make any noise before.

"Someone is trying to kill you, you are not safe now."

Finding the right person, Hermione immediately began to preach blah blah blah, which has always been her strong point.

But the fairy godmother looked disapproving. She shook the dirty cloak on her body, and she instantly changed into a silver-white puffy princess dress.

"Don't get excited, don't get excited, little girl."

"With just one apple, they can't harm me."

said the Fairy Godmother in an innocent voice, staring at Hermione with wide eyes.

Hermione's voice paused. After reading the story about Ella, she was actually mentally prepared for this fairy godmother.

The fairy godmother is not as gentle, kind and caring as imagined, well, maybe there are, but she also has very obvious neuroticism and unreliability.

But Hermione thought it was just an exaggeration in Ciel's memory, but now it seems that it was not exaggerated.

Shi Shiran, the fairy godmother, took out a beautiful magic wand from the bear, pinched it with two fingers, and with a light touch, two little fairies appeared next to the apple out of thin air. They lifted the apple with difficulty and handed it to the Fairy godmother.

Rubbing on the princess dress, the fairy godmother put the apple in front of the bear, and it was gone in the blink of an eye.

"how?"

She looked at Hermione who was staring at her in a daze.

"It can't be wasted. I don't need it, and there will be people who need it."

Her tone made sense.

Hermione forced a stiff smile.

"Is she a little... weird?"

Jasmine lowered her voice and asked.

Hermione felt the same way, but Ella didn't think so. She seemed to have a natural affinity for the fairy godmother.

"Godmother, where are we going now?"

"Didn't you come to find me?"

The fairy godmother responded to Ella with a more innocent look.

"Let's leave here first and go to Charles, he will protect us."

said Hermione.

Both are Hermione talking, but one is Ella and the other is Hermione. Who is speaking.

"Charles, who is Charles?"

The fairy godmother asked in a dazed tone. She stood there holding her wand, and she really exuded a kind of nervous cuteness.

Hermione twitched the corners of her mouth and dragged her away.

She is a rationalist, so she naturally doesn't like this kind of intuitive person, and for some reason, she always feels that the fairy godmother seems a bit...

Kind of like a Death Eater, and if Ciel was here, he would definitely complain like that.

Because the modeling of the fairy godmother is exactly the same as the modeling of the old lady Sirius, thanks to the fact that there is no memory sharing on her, otherwise the scene must be more chaotic.

Although the fairy godmother looked dazed, she didn't actually resist Hermione, or Ella, but after being dragged for a few steps, Hermione stopped suddenly.

She raised her head and looked at a pink bird chirping on the eaves not far away, her expression gradually became serious.

Similarly, the princesses Bai Xue, Rapunzel, and Aurora listened very carefully. Only Jasmine was at a loss as she didn't know what they were doing. She looked around and was relieved to find that Aisha was with her.

The pink bird chirped a few words, then quickly got up and flew away.

"what should we do?"

Turning around, Hermione asked with a serious face.

"What do you mean?"

Jasmine couldn't help interrupting her and asked.

Bai Xue, who was white and black, looked at Jasmine innocently, and said innocently, "The wolves are coming, it was the little bird who told us, didn't you hear?"

"All I heard was chirping."

Jasmine's face turned dark.

"But we can all understand."

Rapunzel was on the side to make up the knife.

"Didn't it mean that our abilities are shared?"

Jasmine's face turned even darker, but she suddenly thought that there seemed to be someone accompanying her, so she quickly turned her head.

"Aisha, did you hear that?"

Aisha smiled and shook her head.

"I don't understand either."

But before Jasmine continued to speak, she spoke again.

"But I can talk to snowmen."

Jasmine's face turned black, because she suddenly remembered that sometimes she could only guess what her own tiger, Laya, was yelling.