Harry Potter: The Party of the Orient at Hogwarts

"Why didn't you come to Malfoy Manor to find me after the holiday!" After Professor Snape left, Draco asked Jiang Li angrily as he sprinkled fresh rice on his hands.

It was only now that Jiang Li remembered that she seemed to have promised him to visit Malfoy Manor when he returned from Nurmengard before his vacation.

"Sorry, Draco, but looking at your father, he doesn't seem to like me at all. Fortunately, I didn't bother him." Lucius will blame this.

"But, you invited Potter, and that stupid Weasley went to your country!" Draco was annoyed when he remembered how interesting the red-haired and Potter were discussing about China in the class just now. Do not call one place.

Jiang Li fiddled with Bai Xian, not aware of Draco's displeasure, and replied casually: "Because Harry didn't want to go back to his aunt's house, I invited him and Ron to my house to play."

Draco saw that she didn't realize his unhappiness was still playing with white essence, snorted and turned his head away, secretly planning to ignore her for a week.

Jiang Li finally noticed Draco's emotions, but she didn't understand what kind of tantrum he was having, didn't he just invite Harry and Ron, but didn't invite him? Fight.So Jiang Li simply ignored him, boy, you can't be used to it.

As a pure-blooded aristocrat who has been able to observe words and emotions since he was a child, and has a high emotional intelligence, Blaise quickly noticed that the atmosphere between the two of them was a bit abnormal.

"Oh, I said, that Longbottom of Gryffindor was stunned by the mandrake! He was fainted by the fright, not by the cry of the mandrake! How funny!" Blaise tried. Say something funny to break the awkward atmosphere.

"Brace, is this funny? Look, can this be as funny as being bitten by a mandrake?" Jiang Li pointed to Draco who was still sulking.

Draco saw her pointing at himself and mocking him with Blaise, his face flushed, and he shouted at her angrily: "Aren't you too! You really are a stupid Hufflepuff!"

After he shouted loudly, he froze for a moment, regretting what he had said just now.

"Okay, the stupid Hufflepuff is not fit to talk to the noble Malfoy, so I'm bothering you, Mr. Malfoy." Jiang Li put Bai Xian in the medicine cabinet, and said to Draco in a strange way, I studied with Professor Snape, but I didn't learn potions, but I learned [-]% to [-]% of yin and yang.

Standing in front of the medicine cabinet, she glanced out of the window and suddenly saw a familiar owl flying across the sky and flying towards the owl shed on the top floor.

She hastily closed the door of the medicine cabinet and rushed out of the medical wing.

Seeing her running out of the medical wing in a hurry, Draco thought it was because of what he said just now that she didn't want to see him anymore, and looked down at his hands in frustration.

If I had known earlier, I would not have said that. Although Potter and Weasley were invited, but not him, she also brought herself a great gift, and even if she invited herself, Lucius might not agree with him. go.

Draco pursed his lips, planning to find an opportunity to apologize to her.

After Jiang Li left the medical wing, she went straight to the owl shed. She saw it right, it was Nurmengard's fierce-looking owl.

The owl dropped the letter in its beak into a wooden box. It sensed Jiang Li's gaze, tilted its head to look at Jiang Li, stayed there for a few seconds, then flapped its wings and flew away.

Jiang Li walked to the wooden box, which was covered with ashes, and there was a pile of letters lying quietly inside, but the wax on the envelopes had never been torn off.

She pulled out the bottom letter, which was dated 1950 and addressed to Dumbledore.

The envelope is already yellow and brittle, and the wax on it is a layer of dust, without any trace of tearing. These letters have been dusted here for decades, and have never been opened by their recipients. They are waiting here quietly. for decades.

Jiang Li looked through the envelopes of these letters, and found that since 1950, these letters had been sent to Dumbledore one after another, but he had never read them.

Did he know it was the letter from that person and didn't want to read it, or did he not read it because he didn't know there were these letters?

She now finally knows who the letter she saw Grindelwald sent when she went to Nurmengard that day.

Not to his old Ministry, but to his lover or mortal enemy Dumbledore, perhaps this is why Nurmengard's guards and the Ministry of Magic allowed him to communicate, the great white wizard Dumbledore would not Betrayed for him.

Jiang Li took the stack of letters and walked to the window of the owl hut, sat cross-legged on the floor, and put the letters on his lap.

She wanted to see what was written in the letter, but Dumbledore didn't read it, so she helped him read it first, although it was wrong.

She carefully opened the earliest letter. The letter paper inside had turned yellow and was stained with the traces of time. The words on the paper were laid out before her eyes through decades of time.

Grindelwald's handwriting is as unrestrained as he himself. He writes heavily, and the back of the paper can touch the raised concave and convex marks of the handwriting. At the turning point of some letters, the hand of the writer can be found to be trembling slightly.

Jiang Li sat there for a whole day. Fortunately, there were no other classes on this day, until the stars were shining brightly at night, and she finally finished reading these letters.

She carefully read every letter from 1950 word by word, and she felt that Grindelwald's thoughts changed bit by bit.

She felt it necessary to show Dumbledore the letters.

She rearranged the letters and went to Dumbledore with them.

It's just a pity that Dumbledore went to the Ministry of Magic for some messy reason, and now he is not at Hogwarts. She even felt that the Ministry of Magic was really in the way.

In desperation, she had no choice but to return the letter to its original place. Looking at the dusty box, she thought about how Grindelwald felt when he hadn't received a single reply for decades.

With what kind of mood did he keep sending letters to Hogwarts without getting a response?When he was writing these letters, did he regret the decision he made on his own?Have you ever missed those warm and beautiful times?Have you ever thought of that innocent girl who is as beautiful and pure as a rose, and whether you feel so guilty towards her in your heart.

Jiang Li sighed, and left the owl hut, hoping that Dumbledore would come back sooner.