I'm waving my magic wand in Marvel

The forests of Albania are gradually quieting down.

Hagrid's wedding is also coming to an end.

Hagrid kissed Maxim with the blessing of everyone, no, Mrs. Hagrid.

This love affair that started in 1994 finally came to an end.

Hagrid's portal welcomed those who were sent there and teleported his friends back.

Olim pulled Hagrid's ears to draw his attention away from the magical beast that appeared from nowhere.

Professor McGonagall seriously warned Hagrid not to forget to prepare for lessons.

The seventh grade exams were imminent, but there wasn't much time for Hagrid to play around.

Hagrid patted his chest to assure himself that it was okay.

Fleur said goodbye to Olim.

Even though Fleur did not win the Triwizard Tournament, Olim still felt that she was a proud student of Beauxbatons.

Of course, if the Education Department is willing to relent and change the Witch King's school status to Beauxbatons, then Olim will have two students who will make her proud for the rest of her life.

Forest fairies fly around. These little guys have beautiful singing voices and are often caught by poachers and sold to wizards.

The recent Protection of Magical Creatures Act has included little ones among the magical animals that cannot be captured.

These came from Beauxbatons, where the tribe had lived for centuries.

Occasionally, he also helps Olim deliver letters.

The lucky man waved his magic wand, and the well-decorated wedding venue began to fold automatically.

The bones of food were thrown where they lay.

In the words of the famous magical zoologist Newt, these food scraps will become a feast for magical animals.

It can be considered that Hagrid's wedding banquet included his favorite magical animals.

"Mr. Scamander, I'm glad you can come to my wedding."

"Of course, Rubeus, your Explosive-tailed Skrewt is an excellent species, unique in the cultivation of magical animals."

Hagrid was praised by his idol. He was so excited that he didn't know where to put his hands. He hugged Newt and heard the whine coming from the old bones.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Scamander."

Newt waved, and his wife came over to give him a funny pat on the back.

Old Bones couldn't bear Hagrid's strength.

The couple walked into the portal and went back.

The Weasley family took their own transportation back, and they also planned to go to the African savanna.

This is really an enviable spirit of carpe diem.

The rune horse pulls a huge carriage, as luxurious as pulling a castle.

He was so frightened by the roar of Arthur Weasley's passing Porsche that he almost crushed the little thing with his foot.

Ginny didn't ride on the broomstick, she rode on Luna's Thestral carriage.

Luna also gave each Thestral a name.

The Snorlax farts loudly and disappears.

"Let's go back too."

Everyone left.

Olim took Hagrid's arm.

She was obviously taller, but she leaned on Hagrid's shoulder like a little bird.

Hagrid pushed Grawp's ass through the door.

"Group, it's time for you to lose weight."

The door frame was squeezed out of shape, and Graup's side was also pulled by Zuowu who ran back to the Forbidden Forest.

Both sides exerted force together, and Graup was finally stuffed in.

After taking care of his brother, Hagrid is leaving.

He picked up Olim.

Olim put his hands around Hagrid's neck.

She said with a flirtatious look: "Let me see how powerful you are."

Hagrid suddenly felt more powerful.

I won’t go back to school today.

“A Senior Love Story.”

On the tree trunk, John touched his chin.

"For a giant, they're not that old."

he said to himself.

The lifespan of a giant is longer than that of a wizard. In total, the two of them are considered young adults?

In this way, it is not considered love at dusk.

The stars are bright at night in Albania.

Standing on the tree trunks, you can see the clear sky that is not polluted by industry.

He looked up and sighed: "It's so beautiful."

"Aren't you going to say goodbye to your friends?"

John lowered his head. He looked exactly like himself, with a small glowing figure hanging on one arm.

The glowing man was still torturing the Creator, but when he saw the two Creators, he looked left and right in a daze.

John took a step and fell from the tree trunk to the ground.

He shook his head and said, "You know, they were never waiting for me."

Looking at the critic he created, the Witch King said: "I owe you."

"I owe nothing." John said with a smile, "I shouldn't have existed, but you gave me family and friends."

The Witch King was silent for a while, his fingers caressing the ring.

John turned to look at the forest, "I thought I was you."

"But I suddenly discovered that there are many differences between you and me."

“Habits, actions, ways of thinking.”

John said, "Remember the pyramids?"

"Are the soul fragments that produce independent thinking still the same soul?"

In the legend that belongs to the Witch King.

The despicable Haierbo is not the most powerful, but he is the one with the deepest understanding of taboos.

The despicable Herbo split his soul into a Horcrux and placed it in the pyramid, waiting for resurrection.

But his soul has developed its own consciousness.

John once thought that he and the Witch King should be the same person.

But after seeing so much, he began to realize that he was not the Witch King.

"You want me to replace you, but I'm sorry, but I can't." John looked at the Witch King, "During your absence, I also made friends and saw your friends."

"They can actually find out that we are not the same person."

"The joy overcame their rationality, you know, we're so different."

"On this point, owls are far more sensitive than wizards."

John pointed to his heart, "They can know all this."

The Witch King sighed, "You woke me up and are you leaving?"

"I don't belong here." John smiled, "I'm glad you can let me inherit your name."

"You are my creator, and at the same time you are a selfish bastard." John curled his lips, "You actually discovered that Thiam is the system, right?"

The Witch King smiled meaningfully; "The moment the limit appears, it means there are shackles."

"By making a version of yourself, you can escape the shackles and become stronger." John said with a black face, "Power is supreme, and you will use any means. But you really have it."

"Your death brings new life." The Witch King looked John up and down, "Mao Xinxin?"

"I prefer to call it the Magic Heart."