Harry Potter and the Elf Witch

Looking at this familiar scene, Stika really couldn't help scolding her.I finally got out of this place, but now I'm back.And she's been back here for days.

Stika sat down on the haloed ground, and his already unspirited face became even more listless.Looking at the halos passing by from the sky, I don't know if they are meteors or what.

Stika's mood became more and more depressed, and Stika fell to the ground after a vent-like yell.Want to sleep for a while.

Last time I stayed at this place for almost a few months.Maybe it's because of the damage to the soul, but it's always been hazy and I don't feel much, I can only vaguely feel that a long time has passed.

And he was wandering around like a walking dead.Explored the place with the kind of drowsy spirit that seemed to have not slept for days and nights.

Although people were in a daze at the time, they are much more sober now than they were then.Combining the previous situation, this place is almost the same as the memory space of Naruto that I loved to watch in my previous life.

The only difference is that she has no way to go out by herself. The last time she forced her out was because she felt that Hermione and the others were in danger, which caused her soul to wake up from a deep sleep.

To put it simply, it's like Stika's soul is sleeping, and now Stika is like a third-level dream to her body.Just like Russian dolls, it is easy to get confused.

The simple and crude analogy is that I dreamed that I dreamed while I was sleeping.And the Stika sleeping in the dream is the soul of the damaged Stica.Stiga, on the other hand, was trapped in a dream within a dream.

According to Stika's estimation, if there is no next troll incident, Stika may have to wait until the damaged soul has recovered almost before waking up.

And after waking up, he has to compete with Harley for body control.Although she felt that she had an advantage over Harley, she no longer wanted to completely restrain him.

If it was Stika before, this kind of thing would never even be thought about, just kidding, sharing the body?What if I am a shared bicycle?

Until Stiga experienced the same loneliness as Harley here.She also felt a little unbearable, perhaps because she was a woman in this life, and she was much more emotional than her previous life.

This silent, unchanging scene.It's like a world with only one person.When it is quiet, the hearing will become very sharp, and under this kind of absolute quiet diligence.

The ears began to hear sounds that did not exist.It's like someone is chattering about a novel, but when you listen to it by yourself, it becomes nothing.

Under this quiet torment, Stika has been here for a week with a clear purpose.She wants someone to talk to her, wants to communicate with other people.

In this situation of no hunger, no thirst, no sleepiness, loneliness and tranquility have become the greatest enemies, tormenting Stika's mind.Stika has thought through everything he can think of.Talking to myself a lot of the time.

But what he did the most was to study magic power and learn all kinds of magic spells he had learned before.Because spells cannot be cast here, it is all theoretical knowledge.

It never occurred to Stika that the person who hated studying the most in his previous life is now passing the time by studying in an unknown space.

Two weeks later, Stiga, whose hair was a little messy, was lying on the ground, thinking about his relationship with Harley with his eyes closed.The longer she stayed in this place, the more she could understand Harry's feeling of loneliness for more than ten years.

If it were me, I might be more extreme than Harley.

Lying on the ground, looking at the "shooting stars" in the sky, Stika talked to himself and said what he had been thinking about for half a month.

"Perhaps sharing this body is the only way to solve our conflicts, or talk to her next time?"

As soon as Stika finished speaking, a very familiar face appeared in her vision.