Chapter 419 Ordinary, but not to be ignored
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Chu Ni Fan Wan
Sun Zhu turned his poplar wand with his hand and sat on the head of the bed, looking at his sandalwood bookshelf and the flowers on the desk next to the bookshelf.
The bright yellow sunflowers, like Hufflepuff, are bright, hot and full of vitality.
The layout of her room is simple, with many rattan wood products and soft pillows, cushions, rugs and dolls.
The doll is a bit old. My father picked it from the cupboard of a Muggle store. It is a three-headed little person with a round head and big eyes. He used to think that no girl could resist such a cute thing, so he later gave it to him in various shapes. Gemstone jewelry with indescribable styles.The pillows are printed with warm and fresh flowers and various furry animals, the carpet is soft caramel and pumpkin in color, and the cushion is a custom-made embroidered badger from the Muggle Chinatown near her home.
In short, anyone who sees her room will feel that she grew up bathed in love.
So why did a defensive spell that required mobilizing happy emotions put her in a bottleneck?
She closed her eyes and tried to remember the face of her mother she had seen in the Mirror of Erised.
She has exquisite facial features, sharp eyebrows and sharp temperament, but when she curves her lips, a shallow pear dimple appears.Her father's appearance is softer. She doesn't know which of them she is more like, but in terms of appearance alone, it should not embarrass them.
When she was a child, she was a bit dark, at least compared to her father.But now after practicing Quidditch for several years, my skin is getting whiter and whiter.
Now his height has exceeded 1.6 meters, but standing next to all the tall people around him, he still looks a bit short.It doesn't matter, she is only 15 years old. Drinking more milk and breaking through 1.7 meters is not a dream.
Fortunately, because she has been training consistently, she is not in a weak body.My hands are slightly calloused from holding wands, quills, and even various experimental equipment and maintenance tools all year round.
No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it has insufficient magic power.
"What's the problem? Haste makes waste?" She pinched her wand and recited the familiar spell.
"Call God Guardian—"
A group of bright silver light gathered and stopped on her window sill. She looked at it quietly, constantly imagining the beautiful scenes in the future.
She would see her mother, who was still in high spirits, and startle her by speaking fluent Chinese.Then I asked for a favor for my father, even if he told a little lie, for example: He has required me to speak Chinese at home these years, and he always told me that this is my real home.
In this way, her mother will be moved to tears, and then she will hold her tightly in her arms, and then...
"Pfft, what does this mean? My mother is such a cool person, she won't lose control of her emotions with just a few words. I guess she looked at me with question marks on her face and asked: Who are you? In fact, she looked at me with questions. At first glance, the only similarities between her and me are my eyebrows and mouth. By the way, does she know what I look like?"
After vigorously overturning the nonsense in her mind, she propped up her chin and placed the wand on the small cabinet beside the bed.There is a photo of her and her father, taken more than two years ago in a country that no longer exists.
She is living in history and creating "history".
"Host, look..." Tongzi suddenly said: "Beside the window, there is..."
Sun Zhu looked over and asked doubtfully: "Huh? What's there? Ghost? Dementor? It's so late, you'd better not scare me."
"Don't you see, there is something transparent moving, that is..."
"Is it really Ah Piao?" She lifted up the small table lamp beside the bed and looked over there, only to see a hazy warm yellow shadow moving.
...It was turned yellow by the light of the desk lamp. It seemed to be a bird?
"Merlin, what kind of bird is that?"
"I will search it in the information database for you, wait a moment." Tongzi's voice actually trembled a little, "But, it is really beautiful."
"It's beautiful. It's not just beautiful. It really looks like an elf." She got out of bed quietly and approached there quietly, fearing that she would accidentally disturb the existence.
When she was still two steps away from it, she was finally able to see it more clearly.
The wings were long and pointed, the beak was slightly wider, slightly curved downward, and the tail was protruding. It looked slightly darker in color and was about 20 centimeters in length. She really couldn't tell what kind of bird it was because the patron saint was Without the original color of the animal, no matter how bright the feathers of the bird are, it will just look like a line drawing.
"It should be a bird of the oriole genus, the host." Best Aid Tongzi was still very capable and quickly judged, "I'm not sure which species it is, but most of them are yellow and black, with bright yellow bodies. The tail feathers of birds are black, and yours is no exception."
"Orioles? Are they the kind of birds that sing beautifully?" Sun Zhu began to recite the poem, "Two orioles singing in the green willows..."
"You could say, oriole, it is the most representative species of oriole."
Sun Zhu stretched out her hand and tried to summon the bird. She remembered that her father's patron saint was very close to her, and her own was not as good as Gan Mian.
The oriole lived up to her expectations, spread its wings lightly, flew from the window sill to her shoulder, and circled around her again.
She curled her lips and said with a sudden thought: "Good bird, help me go downstairs to my father's room and send him a message?"
The oriole tilted its head, and a clear and bright cry escaped from its small mouth.
Sun Zhu was stunned, not sure if the patron saint could communicate with the wizard himself once summoned, but he was still eager to try: "Just say good night to him for me."
The bird flapped its wings, but instead of flying away from the window, it turned into a meteor-like light and suddenly disappeared in place.
Sun Zhu leaned back to the bed again, as if he had just come to his senses: "Did I succeed?"
"Yes, your patron saint has taken shape and is an oriole."
"What day is today?"
"November 4."
"Oh, I have to remember today." She closed her eyes and said after realizing, "It's an ordinary oriole, right?"
"Although it is ordinary, as your patron saint, I am willing to use the most glorious words in the world to describe it. As you know, there are many poems praising this bird, such as 'A few early warblers are vying for warmth in the trees'..." …”
Sun Zhu interrupted, dumbfounded: "I don't mean to dislike it at all, I just think that it is really suitable for me. It is ordinary and cannot be ignored. I am sure that even if an oriole stands in Fox No one nearby can force themselves not to see her... With such bright colors and such a joyful voice, as a bird, she is really outstanding, right?"
Tongzi didn't have time to answer her, because a shout of surprise suddenly came from downstairs.
"Azhu, I knew you were the best! You were able to successfully communicate with the patron saint after your first summons and let him deliver the message!" He said, "No one in this world is worthy of my daughter."
The bright yellow sunflowers, like Hufflepuff, are bright, hot and full of vitality.
The layout of her room is simple, with many rattan wood products and soft pillows, cushions, rugs and dolls.
The doll is a bit old. My father picked it from the cupboard of a Muggle store. It is a three-headed little person with a round head and big eyes. He used to think that no girl could resist such a cute thing, so he later gave it to him in various shapes. Gemstone jewelry with indescribable styles.The pillows are printed with warm and fresh flowers and various furry animals, the carpet is soft caramel and pumpkin in color, and the cushion is a custom-made embroidered badger from the Muggle Chinatown near her home.
In short, anyone who sees her room will feel that she grew up bathed in love.
So why did a defensive spell that required mobilizing happy emotions put her in a bottleneck?
She closed her eyes and tried to remember the face of her mother she had seen in the Mirror of Erised.
She has exquisite facial features, sharp eyebrows and sharp temperament, but when she curves her lips, a shallow pear dimple appears.Her father's appearance is softer. She doesn't know which of them she is more like, but in terms of appearance alone, it should not embarrass them.
When she was a child, she was a bit dark, at least compared to her father.But now after practicing Quidditch for several years, my skin is getting whiter and whiter.
Now his height has exceeded 1.6 meters, but standing next to all the tall people around him, he still looks a bit short.It doesn't matter, she is only 15 years old. Drinking more milk and breaking through 1.7 meters is not a dream.
Fortunately, because she has been training consistently, she is not in a weak body.My hands are slightly calloused from holding wands, quills, and even various experimental equipment and maintenance tools all year round.
No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it has insufficient magic power.
"What's the problem? Haste makes waste?" She pinched her wand and recited the familiar spell.
"Call God Guardian—"
A group of bright silver light gathered and stopped on her window sill. She looked at it quietly, constantly imagining the beautiful scenes in the future.
She would see her mother, who was still in high spirits, and startle her by speaking fluent Chinese.Then I asked for a favor for my father, even if he told a little lie, for example: He has required me to speak Chinese at home these years, and he always told me that this is my real home.
In this way, her mother will be moved to tears, and then she will hold her tightly in her arms, and then...
"Pfft, what does this mean? My mother is such a cool person, she won't lose control of her emotions with just a few words. I guess she looked at me with question marks on her face and asked: Who are you? In fact, she looked at me with questions. At first glance, the only similarities between her and me are my eyebrows and mouth. By the way, does she know what I look like?"
After vigorously overturning the nonsense in her mind, she propped up her chin and placed the wand on the small cabinet beside the bed.There is a photo of her and her father, taken more than two years ago in a country that no longer exists.
She is living in history and creating "history".
"Host, look..." Tongzi suddenly said: "Beside the window, there is..."
Sun Zhu looked over and asked doubtfully: "Huh? What's there? Ghost? Dementor? It's so late, you'd better not scare me."
"Don't you see, there is something transparent moving, that is..."
"Is it really Ah Piao?" She lifted up the small table lamp beside the bed and looked over there, only to see a hazy warm yellow shadow moving.
...It was turned yellow by the light of the desk lamp. It seemed to be a bird?
"Merlin, what kind of bird is that?"
"I will search it in the information database for you, wait a moment." Tongzi's voice actually trembled a little, "But, it is really beautiful."
"It's beautiful. It's not just beautiful. It really looks like an elf." She got out of bed quietly and approached there quietly, fearing that she would accidentally disturb the existence.
When she was still two steps away from it, she was finally able to see it more clearly.
The wings were long and pointed, the beak was slightly wider, slightly curved downward, and the tail was protruding. It looked slightly darker in color and was about 20 centimeters in length. She really couldn't tell what kind of bird it was because the patron saint was Without the original color of the animal, no matter how bright the feathers of the bird are, it will just look like a line drawing.
"It should be a bird of the oriole genus, the host." Best Aid Tongzi was still very capable and quickly judged, "I'm not sure which species it is, but most of them are yellow and black, with bright yellow bodies. The tail feathers of birds are black, and yours is no exception."
"Orioles? Are they the kind of birds that sing beautifully?" Sun Zhu began to recite the poem, "Two orioles singing in the green willows..."
"You could say, oriole, it is the most representative species of oriole."
Sun Zhu stretched out her hand and tried to summon the bird. She remembered that her father's patron saint was very close to her, and her own was not as good as Gan Mian.
The oriole lived up to her expectations, spread its wings lightly, flew from the window sill to her shoulder, and circled around her again.
She curled her lips and said with a sudden thought: "Good bird, help me go downstairs to my father's room and send him a message?"
The oriole tilted its head, and a clear and bright cry escaped from its small mouth.
Sun Zhu was stunned, not sure if the patron saint could communicate with the wizard himself once summoned, but he was still eager to try: "Just say good night to him for me."
The bird flapped its wings, but instead of flying away from the window, it turned into a meteor-like light and suddenly disappeared in place.
Sun Zhu leaned back to the bed again, as if he had just come to his senses: "Did I succeed?"
"Yes, your patron saint has taken shape and is an oriole."
"What day is today?"
"November 4."
"Oh, I have to remember today." She closed her eyes and said after realizing, "It's an ordinary oriole, right?"
"Although it is ordinary, as your patron saint, I am willing to use the most glorious words in the world to describe it. As you know, there are many poems praising this bird, such as 'A few early warblers are vying for warmth in the trees'..." …”
Sun Zhu interrupted, dumbfounded: "I don't mean to dislike it at all, I just think that it is really suitable for me. It is ordinary and cannot be ignored. I am sure that even if an oriole stands in Fox No one nearby can force themselves not to see her... With such bright colors and such a joyful voice, as a bird, she is really outstanding, right?"
Tongzi didn't have time to answer her, because a shout of surprise suddenly came from downstairs.
"Azhu, I knew you were the best! You were able to successfully communicate with the patron saint after your first summons and let him deliver the message!" He said, "No one in this world is worthy of my daughter."
