Rebirth of the Harry Potter

　　 "Why are you here? Your car is in front." Harry asked.

Astoria said pitifully: "When I finally got on the bus, I rushed up a lot of people, and squeezed me directly to the end of the train. I had to go forward one by one...the people at the end were all It’s so high, it’s so high.”

　　 She stood up, tipped her toes, and stretched her hands hard, but still could not reach a height that satisfied her.

　　Harry crossed her waist and put her back in her seat.

　　 is in the sixth and seventh grades at the end, and their height is almost the same as that of adults.

　　 For this little girl who can't compare with her age, it's just like a giant.

　　Astoria was blushing and quieted down.

　　 Astoria looked too small, and was as old as eight or nine years old.

　　If you just look at the small one, it’s okay, but her expression is too simple. Harry bet that if in the Muggle world, just come alone and say that her parents sent him to pick her up, she would follow others without any doubt.

　　Astoria was well protected by her parents, and her mind was somewhat weaker than other eleven-year-old children.

　　 Harry watched Astoria keep looking at Hermione and Zhang Qiu sitting opposite, and said with a smile: "These two are my friends, she is Zhang Qiu, she is Hermione."

　　Although he was ambitious about Harry's wolf son, Astoria's lovely appearance won their love.

　　If Harry knew what they thought, he would cry in vain.

　　 He really just loves this Astoria just like his sister.

　　 "Sister Hermione, Sister Zhang Qiu." Astoria shouted sweetly.

　　 Zhang Qiu and Hermione are the only children in the family, neither the elder brother nor the elder sister, nor the elder sister who is dependent on the younger brother and sister.

　　 So, when they heard this sister-like character calling them sister, they suddenly understood why Harry, who had always been indifferent, treated such a child so gently.

　　 "Brother, Sister" really hit the soft heart.

　　……

　　Harry wanted to know how simple Astoria was.

　　 He tried to ask some questions.

　　 "Astoria, do you know where we are going?"

　　 "Yes, my mother said that it was Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and she made me play happily there."

　　Harry: "This **** mother, no doubt mother!"

　　 "Do you know what four colleges are?"

"do not know."

　　 is still in the acceptance range. Although most children of the wizard family know what the four colleges of Hogwarts are, some still do not know until they enter the school.

　　 Harry thought for a while and took out a few coins from his pocket: "Do you know what this is?"

　　 "I know." Astoria clapped: "This is something that makes my maid very happy."

　　 "I gave them my favorite pudding cake, and they were not so happy."

　　Harry was defeated. Astoria’s parents must be a pair of gods, otherwise how could such a daughter be taught.

　　 "Then you must have heard of Quidditch." Harry said.

　　From Asoli's ignorant eyes, Harry knew the answer he wanted.

　　 To the little girl's parents, Harry only had 8 words: convinced to take it or not.

　　 Quidditch is even worse than the Muggle World's NBA and World Cup for the magical world that is extremely lacking in entertainment culture.

　　 Almost the wizard kids who just read and read literacy knew Quidditch exercise.

　　Harry could imagine the extent to which Astoria’s parents had protected her.

　　 built a beautiful castle for her, where there was only tranquility and peace, and no connection with the outside world, which created her pure heart.

　　Harry was admired, but he was even more strange why her parents decided to throw her from a mild environment into a chaotic environment.

　　Harry naturally did not know how long this decision had tortured her parents.

　　Her mother did not plan to throw her baby daughter to Hogwarts to live independently, but was going to hire a home wizard to teach her.

　　 Please believe that a pure-blood family with hundreds of years of history, they are absolutely capable of hiring the best wizards.

　　 But her father, Patriarch Greengrass, finally realized that his daughter needed real growth, not living in the greenhouse all the time.

　　 Their husband and wife even had a quarrel, and finally her mother gave in. She cried and said that if her baby daughter returned home six months later, she said she was unhappy at school. He immediately dropped out of Hogwarts.

　　 Astoria's father agreed, he was no less than his mother than caring about his daughter.

　　……

　　Through some simple inquiries, Harry knew exactly what situation Astoria was in.

　　 Of course there is no problem with her mind, it is normal.

　　 But her common sense is equal to nothing.

　　 The conclusion is that there are less books, less people seeing and less communication.

　　 As long as Hogwarts lived for a while, she naturally became like everyone else.

　　 But she couldn't accept all the outside things at once, the shock might hurt her.

　　 is like a lesson learned in the Harry Book. The frog at the bottom of the well suddenly had a bird telling him how big the world was.

　　Harry suspected that the final result might be that the frog world view could not stand such a big change, and hit the wall of the well and committed suicide.

　　If the bird slowly tells it that there is a big outside, there is a river, wait for it to go out, then tell it, and there is a bigger, there is a forest, then tell it that there is a continent, there is a sea.

　　 The frog may be able to accept it.

　　 So Harry decided to help Astoria learn slowly, that is, to play a protective role.

　　Has Harry always been so kind? of course not.

　　 The main thing is because Astoria is a cute and beautiful girl, if she is an ugly, it is another matter.

　　 So I still have to look at my face.

　　……

　　 After a while, a woman pushing the car knocked on the door, and the car was full of snacks.

　　 Astoria looked at those things curiously.

　　Don't think about it, Harry knew that she didn't know what snacks were.

　　Harry picked a whole lot...normal snacks. Since he has eaten those unique tastes, he has never eaten again. But in Harry's eyes, the snack was extremely popular, but it was very popular.

　　Studies have shown that when a person is full, it is easy to fall asleep. Astoria soon yawned and was sleepy. She hugged Harry's arm and held it close to him, her head tilted and she fell asleep.

　　Harry couldn't treat her like an 11-year-old girl, at least other first-year freshmen, most of them should understand.

　　 The boundaries between men and women, and vigilance against strangers. It's impossible for people to do things that just lean on someone to sleep when they meet.

　　 She is still like a child. To her, Harry is more like taking care of a daughter than her brother caring about her sister.

　　 Hermione suddenly felt that being clever was not so good, because stupid people naturally do things, but smart people are not easy to do.

Zhang Qiu didn't expect Harry to have such a side: maybe even Harry didn't notice that he looked at the little girl sleeping next to him, and he hummed gently unconsciously. Rest assured.

　　 This look made Zhang Qiu think of his father.

　　……

　　 It was dark, and the long journey was almost over.

　　 Astoria woke up, she rubbed her eyes with her small hands, and shouted: "Mom..."

　　 Waited for her to see the carriage clearly before she thought she was separated from her parents.

　　 This is the first time when I was separated from my parents and I was most panicked.

　　 Just when she was full of anxiety and was about to cry out in the next second, a warm palm covered her head and touched her hair: "What's wrong, do you miss your mother?"

　　 Astoria looked up at Harry and found a sense of security. His eyes were red: "Well."

"Your mother is thinking of you too. If she knows you are crying, she must be sad." Harry said softly~www.NovelMTL.com~ Harry's words seemed like magic, Astoria thought The mother was unhappy, tears did not fall, said: "I can not make my mother sad."

　　 "But, what if I think my mother is gone?"

　　 or back to this question.

　　Harry had already prepared, he said: "Have your mother bought you an owl?"

　　 "Hmm." She pointed to a small cage with a white little owl in it.

　　 "If you miss your mother, you can write to her, and soon, your mother will receive the letter and reply to you."

Like touching his kitten, Harry gently touched Astoria’s head and said, “You think about it, you didn’t meet your parents, but you can talk to them. How interesting."

　　I don't know if Harry's palm has a calming function, or Harry's words attracted her attention.

　　 She was no longer sad, with two dimples on her face, imagining the scene that Harry said, and happily said: "Then I will write to my mother now."

"of course."

　　 As long as you don't cry, you can say anything.

　　Harry took out the pen and paper and gave it to her.

　　 She paralyzed the paper on the table, holding a quill pen in her small hand and thinking about what to write.

　　 She only wrote a few lines on the paper, after all, she was just a child.

　　 "It's finished." She folded the letter.

　　Harry helped her put it in the little owl's leather bag: "Then, you tell it where to send the letter."

　　Astoria picked up the owl and giggled, "Xiaowei, send the letter back to my house."

　　 Then toss.

　　 The owl flew out of the train window in the night and flew into the distance.

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