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"Did you ride it?"

Abby asked incredulously.Although she is not very familiar with the means of transportation in the Muggle world, she still understands the basic concepts.

After getting an affirmative answer from Steve, she looked at the smooth and sharp body of the Harley motorcycle, and then looked down at her calves wrapped in the thick winter skirt.

"..."

The legs can be considered good, but they are a bit shorter compared with Steve.

Abby imagined in her mind that she was riding on a motorcycle, speeding all the way, her skirt fluttering——

It's unbelievable that such a cool scene can still appear in her life.

Steve handed her the helmet and stepped onto the motorcycle himself: "Come on."

Blue eyes peered through the gap between the night sky and the trees, and the jacket had a metallic sheen.At this moment, he invited her, like the Knights of the Round Table of the legendary King Lyather, so cool that Abby's focus was unsteady.

She stumbled with her left foot and walked towards the knight in the cold wind.

Putting on the helmet awkwardly and stepping into the back seat of the car, Abby didn't know where to put her hands; in the end, she just stretched out a hand from her long sleeves and grabbed the corner of the person in front of her.

Steve didn't say anything about this overly innocent gesture, he just reminded her to "sit down", then twisted the handlebar and started the motorcycle.

The moment the car started, Abby let out a "Wow!" in her heart, and leaned back, trying not to be thrown out.

Just pulling the corner of the clothes is not feasible anymore.In order to maintain her balance, Abby placed both hands weakly on Steve's waist.

Nice body.In a ignorant way, she also came up with such an idea.

Back at Hogwarts, everyone was young kids.Abby grew up with boys and girls of the same age, went to class and read together; everyone wore similar black robes, and the subtle changes were tightly covered. plump, and the stature of a boy springing up like bamboo shoots.

However, Steve is not a bamboo shoot, he is a bamboo that has grown up long ago.

— minus the leanness of the bamboo, he is a towering weems pine.

She knows this body better than any girl.Compared with his broad shoulders, the waist is narrow and not thick, and the contrast of the prominent lines makes people blush and heartbeat.

And her hand was now on his waist.He is really like a small stove, emitting heat everywhere, making Abby's whole body warm even without a warming spell.

At first they advanced on the winding path, and Abby was amazed by the Muggle vehicles, which made them walk on the sheep farm path as if they were walking on flat ground, as if they were stepping on fat, round clouds.

This is a completely different feeling from Quidditch.Abby hated flying on a broom, it made her feel unsafe; but sitting in Steve's back seat, it was as if the end of the broom was firmly held, and she was never afraid of falling into the sky or getting lost.

However, after walking for a while, the cars gradually became denser.Steve's voice was low, and he said "Hold tight", and then turned the handlebar, the car accelerated suddenly, and it swam through the parallel vehicles like a fish.Caught off guard, Abby screamed in her heart, stretched out her hands involuntarily, and hugged Steve's waist tightly.

His heat, which is hotter than the sun, sticks to each other skin-to-skin, and radiates without reservation.Abby felt her entire palm was on fire.She was like a little girl sitting by the fire and warming herself, even though she was a little unbearably hot, she was still reluctant to let go.

Abby's ears turned red, and she secretly hugged her a little tighter.

The winter sky is solid and cold, and there are no stars in the sky at this moment, and the moon has disappeared.But a small crack quietly leaked out of the dark blue night glass, and a cold feeling descended on the top of the head.

Like the touch of a child's hand.

Steve turned his head suddenly, exhaling a cloud of hazy white air from his smile:

"Abby, it's snowing."

Abby let out an "ah", and felt a little crystal land on the tip of her nose and the corners of her mouth, and it melted quickly.Reluctant to let her arms go, Abby stuck out a small tongue to lick it like a ghost; after realizing what she was doing, she looked around and blushed.

The snow grinds slowly, not wanting to fall heavily at all.As if having a temper tantrum with someone, the falling snow particles are all small and slender; when they are connected together, they are still a little lingering.

Harley walked through the traffic, and the colorful and brilliant lights were forgotten by them in a blink of an eye.The snowflakes flew in coherent threads, but they were scattered by brightly colored crowds in different-colored hats.

Steve never looked back, and drove her towards home.His back was originally like a silent Knight of the Round Table, but now the snow fell and quickly melted on his shoulders and hair, making him look like a ten times more handsome Santa Claus.

Behold, he is the desire of all.

There was a small voice in her heart saying.The world was silent all of a sudden, and countless elk with bells hanging around their necks bumped into Abby's heart, and only this sentence was left in her mind.

Even Steve's back, which was wide enough to accommodate all of them, looked like a vortex; she felt unsteady again, and the vortex seemed to attract everyone.

Abby plunged into the whirlpool with all kinds of meat and vegetables.

She encouraged herself repeatedly in her heart.Then he exhaled a breath of white air, and cautiously and tremblingly pressed his pink cheek, which was full of blood, to his back.

Damp, but incredibly warm.

With a "snap", the switch worked again.

The world lights up again, and the excitement resumes.

……

When Abby came home, the first thing she did was check on the plants.

They have been neglected for the past two days, and their branches and leaves are a little wilted. Abby touched them distressedly.The plants trembled and groaned indistinctly.

Apparently the improved drowsiness potion was a little too strong.

Abby fertilized them with dragon manure first, and then with moon moron manure.She is not willing to use them usually, because these silver fertilizers are very precious, and the effect is really immediate: the plants are scrambling to regain their vitality and become full of energy.

The bull head shaking the tree was the first one to wake up, it shook its head, as if listening to a happy song.

Not only does it sway by itself, but it also insists on pulling the Mandrake together.The noise made everyone impatient, and Abby shook her head.

After leaving the greenhouse, Abby went to the bedroom.The more you walk in that direction, the greater the movement——

She heard the flapping of wings against the window.

Abby took two quick steps and quickly opened the door, only to see a black shadow flapping outside the bedroom window.

Abby rescued the little owl and gave it some owl rations.It is a beautiful snowy owl, but it is a bit petite among its companions.

Abby didn't know where she came from either.When the little one squatted on her windowsill for the first time, she looked disoriented and couldn't find a place to rest.Abby has no intention of domesticating her as a pet. Owls actually love freedom and don't like being locked in a cage.

So this little snowy owl became friends with her, often came to the window to beg for food, and also helped Abby with some correspondence tasks.

This time the Snowy Owl brought Neville's letter.

Sending off the little owl who dawdled her, Abby sighed as she opened the letter: the old contact method is still too slow.At this moment, both she and Steve had transformed back, and Neville's letter had just arrived.

Neville first responded fiercely to their soul exchange: words like "Merlin", "Merlin's socks" and "Merlin's boxers" filled most of the paper.

Then the first sentence in the other half said:

"I'm very, very sorry that I made a very sleazy, very stupid mistake in copying your prescription: I left out the [hellobore] syrup. It needs to be added in the penultimate step, stirring counterclockwise for 3 minutes."

Abby: "..."

Why does she have such an unreliable friend——

She vaguely remembered that she blew up the cauldron for the first time when she worked with him in Potions class in the lower grades.

It was Neville who opened up her innate skills, and since then frying cauldrons has become a daily routine for them.They always have a way to turn Potions class into a point-deduction contest. Neville blows up Abby, or Abby blows Neville. In short, it is hard to tell which house is Hufflepuff or Gryffindor Gems drain faster.

Abby continued to read the letter.Then Neville congratulated her cheerfully:

"Half a sprig of peppermint, minus the hellebore, and you'll be able to swap souls with the last person you met before taking the potion! Perfect! Abby, you created a new formula! Professor Snape will definitely impress you Proud."

Abby broke out in a cold sweat.

No, she didn't want Professor Snape's attention at all, so leave her alone.

Neville told her as if he still couldn't finish it: "Lunato, let me tell you, if you add whole peppermint, the effect will be better: the effect time may last as long as a week."

Abby: "..."

No.Steve's image has been ruined by her, and if the effect of the medicine is prolonged, she may not be able to resist pushing herself into the toilet.

As for why Luna knew that "adding the whole root will have a miraculous effect", it will be an unsolved mystery just like this eccentric girl.

Abby read the letter.The last sentence of the letter is: "The thing in the PS letter is for you. Your mother told me: You left it at home."

She shook the envelope and shook out a dusty object.

For a moment, it seemed as if his breathing had stopped.

It was a necklace, designed in the shape of an eyeball, the entire eyeball was painted a weird orange red, and a ring of fireworks was inlaid in the eye socket.

The author has something to say:

On a snowy day, two people's locomotives, go home!

Isn't it very Japanese and romantic!

It seems to be making a movie... (holds face

The ps microphone is for the captain, how does it feel to have a big breast on the back, isn't it flattering?