Golden glitter

He left the base area he had been running for many years in a hurry, with an uncontrollable excitement.Yes, his wish has a clue, the research on the Deathly Hallows.Sure enough, there is a specialization in the art industry, just like the one who stepped on the right Elder Wand this time is a wand maker. Yes, he knows who captured Ollivander and what Voldemort asked him to do.

Dumbledore happily returned to the inherited house that had been useless for a long time, and finally got rid of those annoying flies, and the white wizard's vigilance unexpectedly dropped to an all-time low.When he came back here, he would not be disturbed by outsiders anymore. Dumbledore thought so when he stepped into the house and closed the door casually. Few people knew that this place belonged to him, so Minerva and the others would not come here.But in the middle of thinking like this, after years of training, he gave an alarm because of lax vigilance in stopping work. Dumbledore entered the fighting state in an instant, but unfortunately it was too late.A second before he lost consciousness, Dumbledore was still thinking that he hadn't had time to tempt Nick Flamel to imitate the Soul Stone!

Gellert looked at the wayward lover who was knocked down by one blow, and suspiciously added a dozen spells to prevent escape and confinement. Seeing that Dumbledore was still lying motionless on the spot, he gestured and called One of his subordinates went forward to check, but he and the others hid carefully.Although he was fully prepared, he didn't expect to succeed so easily. So, is it Albus who has seen through everything here and set up a trap instead?

Facts proved that he was overthinking, and nothing happened. The saints who came forward to check concluded that the person had really been subdued, and the vigilant subordinates around him also proved that there was no one else.Gellert stepped out of the hiding place, came to the fallen old man and squatted down, looking at the old man who still maintained the stunned expression just before he passed out, Gellert concluded that this was himself.So, the careful action they had been deliberating for a long time ended like this?He also didn't want to admit that the person he had been secretly in love with for so many years was of this level, but the process of entanglement was useless. This could be said to be the most ideal result, and it was time to return to the country with the booty.

When Dumbledore woke up, he found that something was wrong with his body. First of all, the abundant magic power in his body slowed down, which was a manifestation of the sealed magic power.Although these magical powers are enough for the daily needs of an ordinary wizard, it is obviously far from enough for the greatest white wizard.Secondly, there was something wrong with his face, there was a cool swishing feeling, and he reached out to touch it unconsciously, and when he touched it, his fluffy, warm long beard disappeared!What's more, it's no longer an old man's skin like an orange peel. What's in front of him is a smooth, young and energetic skin. Someone has restored his youth!

Dumbledore got up unsteadily - those people did not restrict his body freedom, a huge floor-to-ceiling mirror reflected his whole body, a middle-aged man with long brown hair.There is no crooked nose, no thick white beard and white hair, no deliberately folded wrinkled skin, and now you go out, absolutely no one will recognize that this is the greatest white wizard of this century!This is what I looked like when I was young, and it is also what I really look like now. Who is it that lifted my disguise?

Dumbledore looked at where he was, not where he had been.He is now in a bedroom, and there is no one else but him, but he never thinks that he can leave easily, not to mention that his own magic power is restricted, it is not easy to break through just because this is a magic manor.Most importantly, who is the one who is catching him?Even if he was not in shape at that time, there were not many people in the entire wizarding world who could knock him down with one blow.

"Knock button", there was a polite knock on the door, and Dumbledore did not need to answer. The person who came opened the door by himself, and the owner must have been notified as soon as he woke up. I was imprisoned here. Right to Refuse.

Seeing Dumbledore's pupils contract involuntarily, the person who was expected but never thought of, "Gellert", Dumbledore almost lost his word.The golden curly hair is like flowing gold, his appearance age is about the same as his own, and his actual age is also about the same age. The handsome man is the king of saints, the person who once caused the entire European war. Why does he appear here?Dumbledore still clearly remembered that he imprisoned this man in Nurmengard with his own hands, and the old and crooked figure when he visited him for the last time more than ten years ago.

He was cheated, Dumbledore thought angrily, he didn't know if he was angry with himself, or with the man who was smiling wickedly across the way.But now is obviously not the time to get angry, "Gellert, long time no see." Controlling the emotion in his tone, Dumbledore greeted, as if they were not related to being caught or caught.

"Yes, half a century has passed since the last time you and I faced each other, the duel that year." Grindelwald also greeted like an ordinary friend who hadn't seen him for many years, but the next sentence was, "So I will meet you." Come here and live here with me."

Dumbledore caught the unspoken information in the words, here, it turned out to be Nurmengard?The place where this luxurious and comfortable room exists is actually the prison that the outside world has been frightened by. It is even worse than previously imagined. Breaking out from here, and deeper anger.

"Don't be angry, Albus, you have to know that I haven't lived in this kind of room for a few years. This castle is also very big. It took a lot of time to decorate each room, and it wasn't completed until more than ten years ago. Yes. It is impossible for me to live in such a room when I first arrived. Although my subordinates temporarily packed a room for me the next day after you returned to England, I have not lived in it. Until now, The hut in the attic is still there, do you want to take a look later? You used to look in from that small window often." Grindelwald's voice was soft and flat, as if the person who was talking about it He is not the one who is a king but has to live in a broken house where prisoners live, and the impregnable Nurmengard Prison has long been his palace.

"Albus, live here with peace of mind and spend the rest of the day with me. I have already made arrangements in England, and I believe it will be published in tomorrow's newspaper." Grindelwald said, There was a bit of fatigue in the voice, "I don't want to wait any longer, the British affairs have been done, don't worry about it anymore, whether you want it or not, I will let you stay!" At the end, The tone suddenly became tough, this is the king, the king of saints who kings almost the whole of Europe!

Dumbledore remained silent, he knew he had no choice, and he still had nostalgia for the person in front of him.

Episode [-]: Draco Malfoy×Tom Riddle

[The golden Mercedes-Benz leaves footprints that are not Xuan Yue's]

"The horns of a unicorn cub for the first time;" Newborn unicorns are golden, and will gradually turn silvery white as they grow, and their horns will peel off the golden horny outer skin.

[On the full moon night of the new moon, Sirius sheds blood-colored tears]

"At the time of the total eclipse on the night of the full moon, illuminated by the light of Sirius, the juice of the red petals of chamaejasma;"

[The sea monster restrains its minions, and the wicked bird remains silent]

"The nails that the male siren falls off before courtship, the eggshell of the newly hatched witch bird in the nest of the female bird;"

[Pure white edelweiss blossomed from the tomb of Acheloides' treasure]

"The island of death where the siren sea monster once lived, the ice flower condensed on the sunken ship in the deep sea;"

"After that, Mother Goddess Gaia said: The life conceived by Avalon, the elves of Crete take the responsibility of raising it, life without root and source, life without parents, get a new life from me..."

In a laboratory that has not been used for a long time somewhere in Malfoy Manor, Draco is talking about an unknown object in a cauldron.It is said to be big, but it is only compared with the standard crucible that pharmacists usually brew potions. If it is compared with the big stone pot that once cooked the Dark Lord, it is completely incomparable.But there is one thing in common, what they will cook...

This is the private research room of Abraxas, the former Malfoy patriarch, so since the early death of Mr. Malfoy passed away, this place has been automatically closed.Until a few months ago, this forgotten space was actually rediscovered, reopened by its only owner, and used again.

What Draco remembered had long been exposed in the Malfoy family. After all, Abraxas should naturally call his son Papa to his former son, and act coquettish to his son who had only been coquettish to him... Abraxas Sass said that it is better to confess now than to be exposed and laughed at in the future.

Draco clearly remembered that all the family members named Malfoy got together that day. This was the first time since the outbreak of the war that the whole family got together like this, but it was for this reason.When Draco said, "I'm actually Abraxas Malfoy," he awaited the trial of his closest relatives, who were and are dearest.But there was no imaginary questioning or hostility, just silence.People educated by the Malfoy family will not be unable to respond to such a small scene, so... Abraxas turned his eyes slightly to see what happened.

When he heard that his beloved son who was always talking about "my daddy ××" broke the news that he was actually his father, even a calm person like Lucius who had experienced turbulent waves was stunned.That was his father, that mature, prudent, magnificent and beloved father, thinking that the perfect father whom I admired the most since I was a child would actually hug me and act like a spoiled child to me, screaming in a milky voice. Dad...Lucius felt as if his whole body had been electrified by a thunder plow, heavenly thunder!

But that's all, Draco is Draco, it's just that now his simple son works part-time as his father (why is it so awkward).As long as he is a member of the Malfoy family, there is no doubt about it, and Lucius smirked, and he hastily dumped such a big stall as the owner of the house to me who has just turned 17 years old.However, it is still necessary to ask clearly how much Draco has awakened his father. This Malfoy family carried it.

Just two words put a lot of pressure on the once magnificent Abraxas. Sure enough, his son will not be cute when he grows up?And Lucius was so satisfied with the result Draco explained, so let's just let go.

Draco thought blackly while reminiscing, he shouldn't have confessed that he had recovered all his memories of being Abraxas, who on earth brought down his once innocent little Lucius!Knowing that his current 17-year-old is the complete patriarch of Abraxas, Lucius couldn't wait to transfer the position of patriarch.How much did Lucius care about what he did back then, and let him know that he had a successor so he couldn't wait to let go?But there is one thing that must be done before that, which is why he is in this laboratory, hey, the last nourishing time.

There was no longer any need to worry about an old bee jumping out to hinder him—the Malfoy family had already received information from Germany that the German Dark Lord had finally taken away his old lover, which was not good for these long-rooted long families. It's not news that can't be concealed - there will no longer be a bad old man who will be very wary of the handsome boy with black hair and red eyes who is nicknamed Viddy.

"A new life has been born, but it still needs some modification," Draco said to himself as he looked at the pot that was no longer steaming, "Ginkgo and black crystal, add three drops of my blood." "Boom , thump, thump" are the sound of overripe fruit splashing into the water, the black dust is evenly scattered on the surface of the clear liquid, and is quickly drawn and absorbed by the life under the water, until the three The drop of blood was also completely absorbed, "It's done."

Contrary to ordinary people's common sense, the soup boiled with various ingredients turned out to be as clean as water, without stickiness or peculiar smell, because it was the purest water.A mass of pink and tender objects floated in the transparent liquid, the slight wriggling and heaving of his chest proved that he was a life!

As soon as the ceremony was over, Draco immediately fished out the little life floating in the water. Otherwise, the magic did not go wrong, but it failed and drowned in the cauldron. This kind of thing must not happen to Malfoy!Grabbing the flannelette that had been prepared earlier, he wrapped the baby up, and began to carefully examine the little life in his arms.

What kind of a child is that, the fine black hair seems to flow black light like black crystal, and the white and tender skin is like a newly ripened fruit.The baby's eyes hadn't been opened yet, but Abraxas could fully imagine the ecstatic ruby ​​pupils under those thin eyelids. "Hiss~" Abraxas had to take a deep breath, he couldn't help it just thinking about it.No, it was him who reacted shamefully to a little baby!But, Vidi, you don't have to wait too long, your body created by magic will grow up very quickly. By then, hehe, how long has it been since you tasted the taste of Vidi?I won't let you down, the technology that I, Abraxas Malfoy, will definitely make you desire/celestial/desire/death!

The sleeping baby shivered unconsciously, as if he had dreamed of something terrible, but he still had no way of knowing his situation, neither luck nor misfortune.Yes, this child is Lord Voldemort, who was declared dead not long ago, and Tom Riddle, the former head of the Boys' Union, and now, "I declare that he is Viddy Malfoy, the son of my Draco Malfoy." companion!"

More than ten days, only sixteen days, Voldemort... no, now he is going to be called Viddy, living in dire straits, desire/immortal/desire/death.In just sixteen days, he had to complete the whole process of growing from a newborn baby to a 16-year-old boy.Even if he retains the memory of the past seventy years, even if he was a terrifying Dark Lord that people dare not mention...he still cannot calmly face things like being changed diapers in public.No, it should be because I have memories that I can't face it calmly!What he doesn't know is that these sixteen days will be the memories he will miss the most in the future. After the sixteen days, he will fully and truly usher in the day of desire/immortal/desire/death, and the life created for him , it was the very familiar senior and bad friend who had the name of romantic and thought he would never see him again.

The rapid growth of the body is simply a torture, and it is not an exaggeration to call it torture.Itching, numbness, soreness and weakness, every minute the bones are rubbing against each other to ask for more space, every second the muscles are being pulled by their own body and want to break free, nerves, blood vessels, organs, if it is not a steady stream Moisturized by the magical potion, he will definitely be crushed into a puddle of blood by his own body!Fortunately, he also knows the magic of reshaping the body. In just sixteen days, he can regain the healthy and young body of a 16-year-old boy.Otherwise, even if he could bear the pain of tearing his soul apart, he still couldn't guarantee that he could persevere in this seemingly boundless pain!Well, Malfoy, for the sake of saving the Dark Master, forgive your previous acts of betrayal.

It was only after sixteen days that he felt a burst of relaxation in his body, and when his remodeled body was barely able to move, what did he face?Lucius' eldest son, the first heir to the Malfoy family, that kid named Draco actually pressed him on the bed?Unforgivable!Instinctively wanting to throw an Unforgivable Curse, but I couldn't pull up any strength in my weak body, I could only watch helplessly at that handsome boy with platinum blonde half-long hair, with that damned deja vu smile that made people's heart jump down.

next?The next Dark Lord says never let it see the light of day again, that's a shame!Yes, shame!It has always been his dark master who oppresses others, no matter young or mature, whether it is a young girl or a teenager, and never... No, deep in the long-forgotten memory, as early as he was just a good-looking man in Hogwarts. When I was a mixed-race student, there was such a person... "Abraxas Malfoy!" He said the name through gritted teeth, even though the hoarse young man's voice was no longer as intimidating as it used to be, it was still mixed with voices that could not stop Live the moan/moan of pleasure.

"Yo, I finally remember me, Vidy," the boy who now bears the identity of Draco said with another force, and all the aura of the black-haired boy was blown away, "You know? Angry Vidi Di, Vidi who suffers and endures, everything is so delicious, even I have seen countless beauties, but I am still tempted!" Abraxas said the words that angered the Demon King, not thinking that it would definitely cause wrath and worry.Whatever he wants to say, just make him unable to say it; whatever he wants to do, just let him have no strength to do it.

Looking at the younger student who was pressed on the bed by him and his cheeks were flushed because of anger, but he was even more beautiful, Abraxas smiled even more alluringly, even though his current body is not as soft as it used to be.Such Vidi made him even more unable to bear the desire to bully him! "Vidi, do you know how tempting it is that you have been lying on the bed weakly for more than ten days, full of pain but still enduring it yourself? Make up for the ten days' share together."

Paying attention to Vidi's red eyes that seemed to be flaming, Abraxas continued to tease him without fear of death, "Tsk, Vidi, I just discovered that the young Vidi can be so charming, and he must eat it too." It will be very delicious! It’s a pity that you and I met too late, otherwise...” Abraxas pretended to regret and recalled Vidi’s growth every day for the past ten days, Grasping the relaxation of Vidi's body when he breathed a sigh of relief, he stood up again, took advantage of Vidi's gasping halfway through being poked deeper, and spoke again, "Yes! Age-reducing agent, it's great, Vidi. Next time we try to go back to your ten-year-old body? What, no good? Let’s be seven years old, Vidi, I know you have a strong taste and you can be rude, but you can’t be any younger. If you are younger, you My body won't be able to take it." Holding his tongue and deliberately misinterpreting Viddy's panic, Abraxas seemed to have made up his mind.

The Dark Lord... No, it's just a young boy from the Malfoy family named Viddy, who is about to cry, his red eyes are full of water vapor, and he is indescribably moving.He has never been so passive, even when he was just a poor student back then, not to mention that after becoming the master of the nobles, who didn't bow down to him.Yes, he was afraid, and even with decades of memories of Voldemort's brutality, he was still afraid when he was sober.Seven years old, not to mention seven years old, even ten years older, with Abraxas's methods, there are countless tricks that are enough to break him.He just hopes that that moment will come later, even if the attack he is facing now continues forever.He was afraid of death, and having already died once, he was even more afraid of death than before.

Seeing that it was almost the same, Abraxas also stopped threatening his Vidi with words, and it should be regarded as punishment for keeping Lucius in fear for so many years.He Abraxas used to be unruly, but he didn't want to lose his Viddy again, no matter what kind of sense, so at least let him know how to be obedient in front of him.No longer thinking about it, Abraxas savored the delicacy in his hands to his heart's content. Who said that red eyes belong to demons?Isn't there a rabbit?And since even Vidi himself let go, the delicacy delivered to his mouth is worthless. However, it is not impossible to taste eleven or twelve-year-old Vidi once in a while, Abraxas thought distractedly.

Night is never very long, but some people don't care about whether it is day or night, as long as they are with the person they recognize, it will not be too long for a long time.

Extra Story [-]: Harry Extra Story (WPW)

My name is Harry Potter, and I'm an orphan.But unlike those orphans in the orphanage, I was a wizard orphan who was fostered by Muggle relatives, and I didn't know this until I received my admission letter to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry when I was 11 years old.

I don't understand why the Professor - that's what I call Headmaster Dumbledore, I always think it's more affectionate to call the old man - put me at my aunt's house, really, I didn't have a good time there.Professor Dumbledore said it was for my safety. No one would have thought that the savior of the wizarding world would be sent to be raised by Muggles. Indeed, he hadn't even seen a wizard in ten years.But what about when he and his cousin Daly are attacked in Little Whinging?Mr. Dumbledore told him that his mother cast a blood protection spell on him, and he must live with his mother's aunt's house until he was 17 years old.I can't figure out why Mr. insists on doing this, but I don't have to think about it. I have a godfather, and Sirius picked me up to live in the old Black house.

Life in the magic world is not as beautiful as imagined. Although there is a beautiful beginning of dreams, the following are frequent nightmares.Flying lessons or potion accidents are trivial, and I can overcome the Dark Lord incident once a year, but why should you doubt me?The classmates who once regarded me as an idol and sought after me, I am just a poor orphan. When you envy me with my pain, I can only pretend to be proud, just to not lose this precious friend.But you break it later, liar, liar, sensationalist, this is the new name everyone has given me since the golden boy.Maybe I have experienced the friendship that those literary Muggle brothers and sisters talk about. Only those who can really stand the test can be called friendship.

If I was betrayed by everyone, I am afraid that no matter how nervous I am, I will go crazy. Fortunately, my godfather enlightened me, and fortunately no one left.We just grew up one step ahead of other Gryffindors, George and Fred said to me, this pair of twins who usually look more naughty than anyone else is actually unexpectedly precocious, so as adults, I forgive These childish kids are gone.

George and Fred are interesting, they are twins, they look exactly the same, and they seem to have telepathy or something.There are many children in the Weasley family, all with eye-catching red hair, but the twins who are neither the eldest son nor the youngest son nor the only daughter are undoubtedly the most eye-catching ones.Well, forgive me for not wanting to separate the two people. I always feel that if one of the twins is missing, the other will not be complete.

When did you start getting so close to them?They only interacted with me as Ron's older brothers at first.My best buddies should be Ron and Hermione, a deep friendship formed by defeating trolls together, but Hermione has an important love-yes, Hermione is a girl who always gets married, which I completely That's understandable, but what about Ron?Neville and I in the same dormitory did not have a deep friendship, but this boy who had a similar experience and almost had a similar fate with me accompanied me. I hope he can also be recognized sooner.This seemingly wimpy boy, he is a real Gryffindor.

At that moment, only Neville, who was not good at invigorating the atmosphere, was left by my side, and George and Fred passed Ron and came to me.It was only later that I found out that it was Neville who pulled the thread. He looked depressed and made me uncomfortable, thinking that I am not good at cheering up others, so I should find someone who is good at it.In the countless years that followed, I thanked him. Although he didn't mean it himself, he did pull this red line for us.Neville, I accept you as my forever friend in this life.

My twins and I partnered up to form the WPW Magical Jokes and Tricks Shop, although there was no such thing as a storefront at all, although the original goal was to help Hogwarts students escape Umbridge's classroom, although these are really just tricks , but it brought laughter to Hogwarts and brought the three of us closer together.The days when we used to think of ideas, do experiments, and make trouble together will be memories that we will cherish all our lives.

Since then, I have fallen in love with mischief that brings joy to people, happier than myself.Oh, that's great, Neville, it turns out that I can't cheer myself up, as long as everyone's happiness is contagious.

I don't know if I should be genuinely happy that someone else has been the center of Voldemort's attention in my place.I am glad that the pressure of the savior has finally been taken away from me, and I am uneasy and worried about the boy who took the wrath of the Dark Lord for me.I shared my concerns with the twins and Neville, and George and Fred said that Slytherin snakes are cunning, no matter how small the little snake looked, and Neville told me that Granny took him to visit Marl Fujia, Minato is far better than I imagined.

Not to mention others, since there are people fighting on the front line, then those behind us must do a good job of enlivening the atmosphere and dispelling the shadows.This is also my specialty now. In fact, my essence is not much better than the twins, is it because I am a descendant of the one who once hijacked the Tao?Look at Neville, he has been with us for so long and he hasn't been led astray yet.The twins and I worked harder to think of prank ideas, and Neville accidentally assisted us in expanding our sales network. It wasn't until our sales scope expanded to Slytherin, where there are many families, that the twins and I didn't know what it was. Money and money; we didn't know what a wild imagination was until our brand passed to Ravenclaw.

During that time, the originally warm and golden-red toned Gryffindor Tower suddenly felt less comfortable than before. The Weasley brothers and I moved our base to the Room of Requirement, the former D·A base.During that time, I often didn't go back to the dormitory, anyway, there was everything in the Room of Requirement.The magical secret room was constantly changing with the subconscious of the three of us, and I didn't realize the changes between the three of us until it was finalized.

I figured George and Fred must have noticed it before I did, but they acquiesced to the metamorphosis, so that is, they were waiting for my response?Then, there is nothing wrong with being with them in this life, just like the trademark of our brand, double W and P, twin Weasley and Potter.

I know the little Weasley sister likes me, but I don't like her.All she likes is Potter, the savior who can defeat the Dark Lord, that kind of likes idols, and never sees me, Harry.I know there are many people who can't see through this, and my best buddy Ron was one of them, so when my twins and I announced our relationship, Ron was the one who reacted the most.He kept yelling that I had betrayed Ginny, God knows how he got it.Molly's mother was silent for a while, and finally reluctantly gave her two children, and me, a blessing.Sure enough, compared to the only daughter I love the most, the seventh son I know is still not worth enough.After all, the maternal love that one person can provide is limited, but ah, the three of us who are about to hold hands are also the children she admits.

Talk to the Weasleys, go to the Ministry of Magic to register the marriage, and then, George and Fred didn't go back to the Burrow, and I didn't go to find the rumored Potter's Manor or go back to the Potter's house in Godric's Hollow.We settled down in Hogsmeade and used the money we earned from selling prank goods, which we never dared to think of before. It was also when we bought the house this time that we realized that our previous big profits and No exaggeration goes anywhere.And, when I was 11 years old, seeing the hills of gold Galleons piled up in the treasury left by my parents was not as rich as I imagined. The money couldn’t even buy half of our new home, it was just the flowers before I became an adult. Just sell it.

The newly bought small building was divided into two parts by us, the front was arranged as the storefront of our real joke store, and the back was the residence of the three of us, as well as experiments and studios.

The opening of WPW's Magic, Jokes and Tricks shop is scheduled for a Hogsmeade Week weekend to commemorate our beginnings at Hogwarts.That day, the little wizards who were put into the village were crazy, and the shops on the third floor were packed, not only because of the discounts, but also because our joke business was really supported.The product was almost out of stock that day, even though we had expected a sale in advance, George and Fred rushed to stock up a warehouse full of products.

The new home was arranged by us to look like the House of Requirement, with a golden-red base color, which is the unchanging principle of every Gryffindor. The distribution of red and emerald green makes the interior look less hot .If they are allowed to arrange it alone, let alone how much time it will take, they will definitely not be able to arrange such a satisfactory effect. This magical room in Hogwarts is presented to them, the room they want most in their hearts .

The bedroom in the new home is the largest room except the warehouse, because it needs to accommodate a large bed enough for three people to rest.Although my figure is petite among Europeans, I am still a grown man after all. It is impossible for me to be accommodated in the small cupboard under the stairs as before.I've never slept in a bed that big, and growing up in stuffy England I've never shared a bed with so many people, but couples are supposed to sleep in a bed.

As for our bed, it took a bit of work to get it in the first place.In fact, from ancient times to the present, there has never been a couple of three people. Usually, in the newlyweds or couples shop, even if we even visit the Muggle shop, they only sell double beds.

Just when we gave up on making it to order, or just making one ourselves, Malfoy smirked and drove us into a furniture store that couldn't possibly have what we wanted just because of the name.Just as I was about to turn around, I was held back by the two of them, and what came into view in front of us, oh, that big bed was tailor-made for us, with its length and width.Then I saw the introduction of the sample, well, damn the aristocratic King single bed!Even though George and Fred were much taller than me, it was big enough for the three of us to roll over it at any angle.

And then we had kids—don't forget the wizard's tricks.The first daughter was born to me, with red hair and green eyes, she looked exactly like my mother in the photo, so she was named Lily, but it was Lily Weasley.I didn't name the child Potter, because I always thought that red-haired, green-eyed Lily Potter was a woman who had stumbled and married my father.

Lily's arrival was sudden, only for me.I don't know when George and Fred gave me the drug, and I don't know whether Lily's other father is Fred or George. In short, the twins' prank happened to me again after many years. Comes with a small, soft meat dumpling.Perhaps to appease my frantic self, George and Fred drugged themselves after Lily was born.It was one of the few experiences where I could fight back and overwhelm those two, and then ten months later, two little dark-haired boys were born almost at the same time.

I am almost always at a disadvantage with twins, but I firmly believe that it is only because of the difference in our height, and firmly refuse to admit that I am born to suffer or