harry potter book of crimes

Chapter 362 What is a friend?

The deepest part of the underground vault of Darkling Pavilion, in the cave stone chamber beside the lava lake.

Willie sat on the edge of the bed, quietly looking at Maka's profile while recounting bits and pieces of her past in unclear order.

She was not actually sad, because she could finally look at the boy in front of her and smile to her heart's content.

Even if it's just today, even if it's just this short time, she will no longer regret it.

"You know?" she said, "I... have a wish... the biggest one. I always hope that I can smile at my best friend..."

"Because feelings...must be expressed in order for people to understand..."

Regardless of the curse on the Blois family, maybe Willie herself is a girl who is not good at speaking.

After Willy's mother passed away, her father, Mr. Blois, felt like there was a hole in his heart that could never be filled.

He had always been cheerful, but it was as if even his own emotions had been sealed, and he never showed a smile again.

He poured all his love for his wife into little Willy.

Excessive doting and protection have meant that Willie has had little contact with outsiders since she was a child. Not to mention her peers, even adults are just a few maids responsible for taking care of her daily life.

Perhaps it is because of this that Willie, who was already very late in speaking, did not become sensible until she was over six years old.

In her world, apart from her father and her bedroom, there was no other existence.

Until one day, a pair of guests came to Blois Castle...

"Mr. Blois, thank you for allowing us to stay at your castle for a while. To be honest, the best vacation I have ever spent in my life is the time when my father took me to decorate your castle.

…”

In a reception hall at Chateau Blois, Willie's father was sitting across from a couple, chatting calmly.

Behind the sofa where the couple was sitting, a little girl was standing aside very sensibly. Looking at her very ladylike posture, it was obvious that she had received excellent etiquette lessons.

But if you look at her big, lively eyes, you can tell that this girl may not be as well-behaved as she appears on the surface.

"You're welcome," Mr. Blois said calmly, "Our two families have been friends for generations. It's just a staycation, it's not a big deal... If nothing else, there are a lot of guest rooms in the castle!"

Even though he was joking politely, Weili's father still had a dull expression. Although he had received a complete heir education since childhood, his expression was not disgusting, but a sense of distance would always arise.

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"Haha, this couldn't be better!" the man said with a hearty smile, "Speaking of which, we actually played Quidditch on the hillside behind the castle! Now that I think about it, I really miss it——

"

"……Indeed it is."

Mr. Blois's face changed slightly and he nodded coldly.

If they are ordinary guests, they will naturally not be able to communicate with each other, so even if they talk with a straight face, it will not create an awkward atmosphere.

But the couple in front of them, especially this man, are not only family friends with the Blois family, but they even had a wonderful friendship with the Blois couple.

In this case, Willie's father still looked expressionless, and it was easy for him to become cold-blooded.

"Eric, maybe I'm a little troublesome, but..." the other party advised with a slightly heavy tone, "Ina's death is indeed very sad, but don't you still have a daughter? If you stay like this,

For children too…”

There were more than just him and Blois on the back mountain. Willy's mother, who had just met Mr. Blois, was also present at that time, and she cheered them on with a smile.

Although the Blois couple did not fall in love immediately after that - they were still in school at the time! But when it comes to the emotional experience of their couple, it was an inevitable beginning.

From the moment the person drops his last name and calls him "Eric," it becomes a conversation between friends.

"You won't understand."

Mr. Blois shook his head lightly and interrupted the topic.

Seeing that the friend from back then didn't want to talk more, the other party could only sigh and take the initiative to lead the topic elsewhere.

This is the case for the wizarding family that is proud of its pure blood. When both sides bear the family name, their position no longer allows them to speak freely.

Even former friends can turn into enemies if they are not careful.

In most cases, maintaining friendships between families is much more complex than maintaining friendships between individuals.

"Crack."

After another plain and polite conversation, Mr. Blois shook his wand and made a soft sound. Soon, a pair of servants quietly approached after knocking on the door, leading the guest family to the guest room that had been prepared.

That's it.

Mr. Blois, who was left, picked up the afternoon tea on the table and took a sip. Facing the warm sunshine outside the window, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

On his face, in addition to fatigue, there was also a bit of unspeakable complexity.

After some time, Blois opened his eyes again. The dazzling sunlight seemed to make him a little confused. He shook his eyes and turned his head away.

"...Perhaps, the space I left for Willy...is indeed too 'narrow'."

Just now, the conversation with his old friend made him involuntarily recall those years.

Willie's mother has always been a woman who loves to smile. Although she doesn't talk much on weekdays, her kind and warm smile has never been lost.

Moreover, even though she is not good at words, she always likes to make friends.

He was thinking that maybe his daughter should be like that.

"Crack."

There was another soft sound, and another servant pushed open the door and stood next to Blois, waiting for orders.

"Is Willie in the bedroom now?" he asked softly, with a hint of softness in his tone.

After receiving an affirmative answer, Blois disappeared from the living room with an extremely small explosion, and reappeared in front of Willie's bedroom door.

"Tuk Tuk"

The door was quickly opened, and a middle-aged maid stood beside the door and bowed briefly.

"Father."

In the bedroom, little Willy was sitting at the desk, flipping through a picture book called "Magical Aquatic Plants". Her crystal white hair was turned into shining gold by Mr. Black's magic.

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It was a flawless golden head that could reflect dazzling light in the sun, just like her mother's, dazzling.

Hearing the sound coming from the door, little Willy turned around, blinked her big eyes, and called him quietly.

Yes, it's "father", not "dad".

This was the second word Willy learned after "mom" and she has been using it to this day. Mr. Blois did not try to correct her because he himself felt that he did not deserve to be called "dad" by his daughter.

"Well, Willy...what are you reading?" Blois came closer and asked softly.

"Flowers." Little Weili said calmly, "In the water, they are beautiful...and can eat people."

"Really?" Blois nodded, "Well, it is indeed beautiful."

This father-daughter pair is actually a bit strange to others. They both have expressionless faces and talk to each other in superficial and plain words. They often talk to each other for a long time without even saying a single key point.

Naturally, the daughter was still very confused, so it was not surprising that she spoke like this. However, the father seemed to be afraid that he would say something wrong and inadvertently hurt his daughter, so his hands that touched his daughter were clumsy and trembling.

After a period of boring conversation, Willie's father seemed to have finally made up his mind.

"Willie, do you...want to have a friend?" he asked cautiously.

"'Friends'?" Little Willy said expressionlessly, "'Friends'... what is it?"

"Just that we can play together, eat together, talk together...well..." Mr. Blois hesitated, as if examining what he had said, and then continued, "...in short,

He is someone who makes you feel very...very warm when we are together."

Little Willy looked at her somewhat nervous father, then looked at the picture album in her hand, and tilted her head to think.

"Well," she finally nodded, "my friend... is very good."

Early the next morning, little Willy held her father's big hand and made a rare appearance in the restaurant of the main castle.

It can be seen that she is actually a little uncomfortable with it, but her curiosity overwhelms her timidity, and she is scanning everything new around her with her bright eyes.

Mr. Blois sat on the main seat, looking at his daughter with eyes full of deep affection.

Not long after, the door of the restaurant was gently pushed open. The couple who had been invited to have breakfast walked in with their daughter.

Little Willy's eyes immediately fell on the girl behind the guest. She stared at her unblinkingly and did not move away for a moment.

As if aware of Little Willy's gaze, the girl also looked towards her.

In just a moment, the two gazes seemed to merge together, and a strange feeling could not stop growing in little Willy's heart.

"Perhaps, that's the feeling of wanting to smile at the other person?"

After a long time, when she recalled the girl again, Willie could vaguely understand the vague warmth in her heart at that time.

Throughout the breakfast time, she and the girl looked at each other. Maybe the other girl was just curious about her, a peer with a dull expression, but for the first time, she realized how much the word "friend" meant to her.

significance.

"Hello, my name is 'Ava Cleroy'...you can call me Ava."

After breakfast, with the tacit consent of her parents, the little girl took the lead in saying hello in a smart and sensible manner.

"My name is... Wei, Wei Li... Broba?" Little Wei Li still had a dull face, but her hasty tone and broken syllables made her look a little more cute.

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