Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

It snowed heavily in London in January, and large flakes of snow were mixed in the smog over London, making the already hazy sky even more hazy at this time.

Little Aisha stared blankly at the heavy snow flying outside the window, her face was full of loss and sadness.

At this time, the home is full of all kinds of goods that the two brought back from Diagon Alley, but Aisha has no curiosity at all.

The delicious dessert cake seemed to have lost its taste, and the pretty little dress was no longer interesting to wear. The whole house was empty, except for a silly little owl cooing from time to time.

When I got up early this morning, Iger's figure disappeared from the room, leaving no trace, as if he had never been there, only a large pile of various strange objects proved that the boy had appeared before.

Aisha lowered her head, and her face was full of unhappiness.

"Goo?"

There was a fluttering sound, and the cute and clumsy little owl flapped its wings and landed on Aisha's shoulder, tilting its head and looking at its little master curiously.

"I only have you." Aisha stretched out her hand and touched the little bird's head on her shoulder with a forced smile, and then she couldn't help sobbing softly.

"Goo..." The little owl rubbed Elsa's little face comfortingly.

"It's okay." Aisha raised her face while crying, and then grinned: "Brother Wizard will come back, there are still a few years left, and I will grow up when he comes back."

Aisha's face was slightly flushed, and she picked up the owl and muttered softly: "At that time, I can also be like those big sisters, so big... so... oops..."

As she spoke, Aisha lowered her head in embarrassment, and then flung herself on the sofa with the little owl in her arms, rolling back and forth.

It was snowing heavily outside the window, but the little girl's heart was burning hot.

...

"I really want to go out and play..." Aisha rested her chin and looked at the street outside the window: "The only thing I can do now is to read at home, it's so boring, but the wizard brother said that I can't go out until the end of July, and there is another How about a month, what should I do, Jackson..."

"Gu~" On the shelf, the petite owl a few months ago has grown more than a circle, and Aisha took Iger's original surname as the name.

Bouncing down beside Aisha,

Jackson grabbed Aisha's clothes and pulled them out.

"No, you have to listen to Brother Wizard." Aisha giggled, reaching out to flick Jackson's little head.

"Goo..."

Jackson turned and flew to the shelf.

So what are you asking?

ding dong...

When the doorbell rang, Aisha was startled, and turned her head to look in the direction of the door in horror.

The wizard brother said that only he knows the location of his home, and no one else knows and can't find it...

But brother wizard never walks through the gate.

"Which one?" Moved a small stool to the door, and Aisha lay vigilantly on the peephole of the door.

"Hello, kid..."

Through the cat's eyes, Aisha saw a tall old man with a gray beard, wearing half-moon glasses, and a pair of blue eyes like the deep sea: "I don't know if that child told you my name, I am Ah Bust Dumbledore..."

Dumbledore?

Aisha blinked her eyes, sounds familiar?

I remember Brother Wizard seemed to say...

"Excuse me...what can I do?" Gently opening the door, Aisha poked her head out.

"Oh...Of course." Dumbledore nodded cheerfully, "I'm here to send you the admission letter."

Aisha looked at Dumbledore weakly: "But, the wizard brother said that the admission notices are all sent by owls..."

"Ah... your wizard brother sent me a letter, I hope I can come in person, I'm here to deliver books to you." Dumbledore looked at Aisha kindly, and took out a small bag from his arms: "Also, let me tell you that before you enter school, there will be a man named Rubeus Hagrid who will send you to King's Cross Station. He is a bit tall, and I hope he won't scare you..."

"Thank you." Aisha timidly reached out to take the bag in Dumbledore's hand.

"You're welcome." Dumbledore seemed to like this well-behaved little girl in front of him very much.

"Excuse me, how much are these books?" Aisha looked at Dumbledore eagerly and asked awkwardly.

"Your wizard brother has already paid, so you don't need to worry about it." Dumbledore waved his hand cheerfully, turned and left.

Aisha stood at the door in a daze, then looked at the bag in her hand, gave a smirk, and hurried back to the room.

...

"I have been in school for more than half a year... When will Brother Wizard come back?"

It's another year of Christmas, and this year Elsa decided to stay at Hogwarts.

Lying helplessly on the window of the Gryffindor tower and looking out the window, the flying snow seemed to faintly form a boy's face.

Aisha looked out the window with a dazed look, and sighed leisurely.

"Why don't you ask Professor Dumbledore?" Aisha's eyes lit up.

While thinking about it, Aisha hurriedly left the tower and ran towards the principal's office.

"I want to see Professor Dumbledore." Aisha stood eagerly in front of the principal's office.

"Password." The stone statue's voice at the door of the principal's office contained no emotion.

Aisha froze for a moment, and stood there hesitantly, not knowing what to do.

"That old man Dumbledore..." Iger's voice sounded faintly in her mind. Aisha recalled Iger's face at the time, and Iger's voice seemed to sound again in her ears: "That old man likes sweets the most, Zizi honey bee candy, Cockroach piles, iced lemonade, whatever..."

Aisha froze for a moment, she seemed to be only looking at Iger's face at the beginning, I'm really glad I can still remember it now...

Aisha immediately reported the names of all the sweets she remembered, and the stone statue spun rumblingly.

Aisha rushed in with excitement on her face, thank God, although she didn't know which was the correct password, but it was enough to read it once.

"What's the matter, child?"

As soon as she entered the principal's office, Elsa saw Dumbledore standing at the window full of loneliness, looking into the distance.

"Professor Dumbledore, I would like to ask, where did the wizard brother go?" Aisha looked at Dumbledore with pleading eyes.

Dumbledore was startled, organized his words, and then looked at Aisha cheerfully: "It's far away, but very close."

Aisha froze in place with a dazed expression, looking at Dumbledore a little at a loss.

As a freshman, she really couldn't understand the meaning of Dumbledore's words.

"In this world, the most powerless thing is not the separation of heaven and earth, but the despair that you can't see even if you search the world..." Dumbledore's voice was long and complex emotions flickered in his eyes.

The Gryffindor stove was crackling, and Aisha was lost and crouched on the soft chair in the tower, like a helpless little animal.

After a long time, a suppressed sob sounded.

"Brother wizard, where are you..."