[HP] Walk in Thorns and Flowers

Dorothy felt that if she went on like this, mold would grow.

As soon as Lockhart went out, there were only her and Jani left in the big house, if you ignore the squawking insects and dumb goldfish.Life is as monotonous as a single cycle, answering letters, cleaning up, reading books, other than that, she really has nothing to do.

But she had a hunch that she would have a chance to hang out soon.

This is a common morning in summer, the sun is warm and the breeze is blowing.

Dorothy woke up very early, and she always felt that if she didn't get up now, she would miss something very good.When she was standing in the bathroom to wash, the noisy mirror was as quiet as a bride-to-be.She looked at herself in the mirror and frowned.It's been ten months and she hasn't grown any taller.Isn't it time for a child as old as her to grow up?Is she going to be this short all her life?

She was worried when she suddenly heard a rustling sound.Could it be a thief?She vigilantly picked up the mop in the bathroom, and tiptoed towards the door—"Dear Gildero, where are you going so 'dressed up'?" She slapped the mop heavily on the ground, with her hands on her hips Looking thoughtfully at the furtive figure.

Lockhart was wearing a white shirt, dark blue jeans, and was dragging a large brown suitcase in his hand. If it weren't for the obtrusive wand, he would have looked like a Muggle star.The premise is to ignore the uneasy expression on his face now.

"Oh dear Dorothy." His long fingers flicked nervously on the suitcase. "Well, there's a great deal, I mean my newest big customer, a hair product, Please go over and sign me..." He didn't realize that he was incoherent.

"I'm going too." Dorothy said immediately, she didn't care what the truth was, as long as she could quickly change to the new environment.She looked at Lockhart's "weird" outfit, and with an idea, she opened his big suitcase, took his change of clothes and trousers, snatched his wand, and spoke quickly but clearly: "Quickly!" Shrunk." She quickly put the wand back into his hand, ran to the bathroom, turned her head halfway, and yelled at Lockhart who was trying to sneak away: "Gidero, you just wait to come back to collect Jani's body Come on! No, you don't have to come back, the Daily Prophet will gladly accept your front page!"

Dorothy was still worried, she changed her clothes clumsily but strangely, and ran out again, only slowing down when she saw Lockhart's angry expression.

"Let's go, dear Gildero." She bounced forward and hugged his left hand, "At least, I will use it to clean it up." She took the wand and clicked on the luggage. Shrunk to the size of a fingernail, Lockhart snorted softly and put it in the small pocket on his chest.

"Let's talk about it first—" He stared at the triumphant Dorothy, and fastened the misplaced buttons for her, "You must listen to me outside, and don't be naughty." Dorothy stuck out her tongue, obediently nodded.

They stood for a while outside the manor, and suddenly Lockhart waved his magic wand, and a three-story bus appeared in front of them, and in the dim light of dawn, they could vaguely see the golden lights on the glass windows. Letters: Knight Bus.A furry head pokes out: "Welcome to the Knight Bus, the emergency passenger transport for wizards in distress. Just stick out your wand and get on board..."

He stopped abruptly.Only then did he find two Muggles standing outside the car door—a very handsome man and a very cute little girl. He muttered, "Damn it, I just saw the wand just now, this is troublesome..." He was about to He took out his wand, only to find that the man led the little girl into the car, he looked at himself in a daze, yes, he was wearing a standard wizard robe.

He heard the little girl ask very dissatisfiedly: "Gidero, why don't we go by plane?" The name was so familiar, and before he had time to react, he heard the man say angrily: "You still said, you want to fly?" It's not you, and I won't miss the boarding time." The man took out a plane ticket and stuffed it into the little girl's hand, "Take it and play!"

He was staring at the Muggle plane ticket—it had been turned over and over by the little girl several times, what did he do!He let a Muggle father and daughter?After the siblings got into the car, he would definitely be fired, and he had only stayed in this car for less than half a day... He suddenly heard a burst of enthusiastic cheers erupting in the car—"Merlin, am I right? Gilderoy Lockhart! It's a beautiful morning!" Merlin's sock, the female passenger on the last brass post bed, was infatuated again.He rubbed his fan ears in dissatisfaction, he really couldn't bear the woman's screaming.

"It's an honor, miss, it's a pleasure to meet you..." He watched the man in Muggle clothes bent over in a very gentlemanly manner, and only then realized that his appearance was so familiar.He stared at the little girl, and found that she was holding the two corners of the plane ticket, and she didn't know what she was looking at through the dawn light outside the window.

"You are Mr. Lockhart's little assistant?"

The little girl turned her head and smiled sweetly at him: "Yes sir."

"Hi, I'm Stan Sampak, and today is the first time I've served as a flight attendant in this car." The young man opened his mouth and smiled helplessly.He didn't expect to meet the famous Mr. Lockhart and his cute little assistant on the first day of work. Why did the two wear Muggle clothes? He almost thought he was going to be fired.He thought so, completely unaware that he had said it.It wasn't until he found Dorothy's big sapphire blue eyes looking at him with interest for a long time that he realized that he covered his mouth, then quickly let go: "I'm sorry..."

Dorothy looked at him with a full smile: "Big brother, you are cute too." She turned her head, ignored his embarrassed expression, pointed to an empty bed in the corner, and said loudly on purpose: "I can sit on the bed." here?"

Stan nodded, feeling the pimples on his face burn red.

"Brother, don't you ask where we are going? It seems that Gildero hasn't paid the money yet?" Dorothy reminded kindly.

Stan's face became even redder, and he pushed away layers of crowd like a monkey (the people in the car almost surrounded Lockhart): "Sir, where are you going?"

"Lovely boy, take—" Lockhart grinned, his white teeth looked brighter than the lights in the car, and he threw a gold Galleon over, "My little assistant will tell you what we want Where are you going, can I trouble you to give her a glass of milk with sugar and a piece of fresh bread for the extra change?"

"When... of course... yes." Stan bit his tongue nervously.He hurried to the kitchen on the third floor, took the food and ran to Dorothy. He found the little girl sitting upright on the edge of the bed, looking out the window with great interest at the trash cans that were evading as cars drove by. and trees.

"Mr. Lockhart said..." Dorothy immediately understood what he meant, and quickly took the tray in his hand.

"Seven Sickles left." He reached out and put the change in the tray.

Dorothy took a sip of the hot milk, and her pink lips were stained with a white luster.She glanced at the proud Lockhart surrounded by women, turned her head to Stan and asked, "Big brother, can you tell me something interesting?"

"I... I don't know anything interesting," Stan stammers.He'd spent hours on the Knight Bus with languid or noisy guests, and Lockhart and Dorothy were brighter and more normal than any of them, and he Instead, at a loss.Seeing Dorothy pouted, he quickly asked, "By the way, where are you going?"

"Romania, big brother, have you been anywhere?" Dorothy blinked her eyes, as if expecting the other party to show a handy expression.

"Speaking of Romania, I really remembered something, but wait a minute—" Stan's eyes lit up, and he yelled at the driver, "Ern! Romania!" He sat down next to Dorothy. After coming down, he said in a hurry: "It is said that the newly appointed professor of black arts at Hogwarts is Quirrell..."

"Is Hogwarts a school?" Dorothy interrupted.

Stan looked at her in surprise: "You don't even know Hogwarts, my God, don't you know that every wizard in England will receive an invitation to enroll when they turn 11?"

Dorothy shook her head in confusion.

Stan looked at her in amazement: "Hogwarts is the best wizarding school in England, and it is also famous all over the world! The current headmaster Dumbledore is a very powerful white wizard! When Dorothy is 11 years old, You can go to Hogwarts, where you will learn something that will benefit you for life. You will learn how to turn a goblet into a cat with folded ears, and how to use a spell to make your roommate grow two rabbit ears. , the food in the hall is always delicious, the ghosts in the houses are also very interesting, the portraits on the walls occasionally speak ill of unofficial history and professors, and the stairs in the castle, they are as annoying as Peeves, maybe you I'll step on the ground in the next second, or fall on all fours because the stairs suddenly turn into slides... Ah, I really miss the days in school..." He showed a longing look.

Dorothy pricked up her ears curiously. She suddenly wanted to know how old she was—eight, or nine?She really wants to go now and see the place where Stan can put on such a beautiful expression, just listening to it makes her yearn.If one day, she received that letter, she would be so happy to see Merlin!