The magician of the fairy tale world

The silver whirlwind surged, the surrounding scenes changed and flowed, and countless colorful blocks finally settled into a clear scene.

Aurora looked closely and found that she and her teacher were in a small town she didn't know. Judging from the appearance of the building, it should also be one of the countries in the Western Continent.

Snowflakes fell from the sky, there was a thick layer of snow on the ground, and the trees on both sides of the street were covered with silver yarn. The cold wind slapped the girl's face. Occasionally, a few tightly wrapped pedestrians hurried by.

Aurora exhaled and spit out a cloud of white mist.

"Now, try to harvest a wish power in this town."

After saying that, Rhine flipped his hand, and the magic lamp he had taken from the treasure house appeared in his hand.

He handed the magic lamp to Aurora.

"I can't use this magic lamp anymore, Aurora, you can use it in the future."

Aurora nodded.

She knew that for a long time, her magic was not strong enough and she had to rely on the magic of the magic lamp.

She walked to the street, closed her eyes, and tried to feel the so-called power of wishes.

Sure enough, a few seconds later, she felt a faint hot energy coming in this cold winter.

"It's... this direction!"

Aurora opened her eyes and felt that the hot power of wishes was coming from the two luxurious villas in front.

She walked over quickly.

When she got closer, Aurora found that the source of the power of wishes was not in the two luxurious villas, but in the gap between the villas, where a shivering girl was.

It was a little girl in tattered clothes, with no shoes on her feet, and she was frozen purple in this cold winter. She hid in this corner, as if to avoid the cold wind as sharp as a knife.

She squatted down with a pair of frostbitten feet in her arms, hiding them under her tattered clothes, like a wounded little hedgehog. However, no matter how the girl hid her young body, it was useless. It was too cold here, and it was the same everywhere.

The fluttering snow kept falling, pressing on the girl's beautiful hair, making her look more beautiful and pitiful.

The moment she saw Aurora coming from the corner, the girl raised her head, her eyes shining.

"Sister, do you want a box of matches?"

The girl stretched out her trembling hand, took out a large ball of thick paper from her ragged pocket, unwrapped the paper, took out one of the matchboxes, and handed it over.

"Uh, I don't need it..." Aurora regretted her words as soon as she said them instinctively.

She really didn't need a box of matches, but she could take this opportunity to help the little girl.

The little girl lowered her head in disappointment and didn't bother Aurora.

"Why are you here? Do you have a home?"

Aurora did not forget her mission and asked with concern.

The little girl selling matches trembled and answered:

"I, I have a home.

"But, I, I don't dare to go home. I haven't sold a box of matches until now. When my father knows, he will definitely beat me! "

Aurora felt sorry for the girl.

She tried to find out about the girl's family:

"But it snowed heavily today, there are few people on the street, and there are no customers at all. If you explain to your father like this, will he listen?"

The girl shook her head tremblingly, and her purple face showed fear.

"No... No, Dad will definitely not listen to me, my explanation. Before I went out, he... He said that he was waiting for money to drink. If he knew that I had no money and didn't make any money, he would definitely beat me to death!"

The girl trembled and finished a series of words.

It seems that the girl's father is a vicious alcoholic. Aurora thought.

A clear bird song sounded in the air, and a snow-white bird circled in the air.

Rhine turned into a flying bird, wanting to see what Aurora would do.

The most direct way is to give the girl money.

Of course, it is hard to say whether the money will fall into the hands of her alcoholic father.

"Sell me a box of matches. "Aurora said.

She originally planned to buy all the matches and give some money, but she just thought of a better idea.

"Thank you...thank you sister."

The little girl knew that the other party didn't need the matches at all, but bought one because she felt sorry for her.

She carefully selected the best preserved and most beautiful matchbox from the thick paper-wrapped matchboxes, gently wiped off the dust on the matchbox, handed it to Aurora, and took the money from Aurora, saying thank you all the time.

Aurora took the box of matches, turned around and left, disappearing around the corner.

"I sold a box of matches, but I still can't go home. "The little girl thought and shuddered again.

She stretched her head forward and watched the occasional people on the street. She didn't know when someone would pass by and buy another box of matches.

Aurora walked into a small alley and gently rubbed the magic lamp.

Clouds of mist poured out of the mouth of the magic lamp and gathered into a huge monster. The lower half of the monster was a turbulent cloud of mist, and the upper half was covered with white cloth.

"My master, do you have any instructions?"

Aurora took out the box of matches.

"I want to give these matches magic power..."

The little girl selling matches felt that she couldn't squat here to avoid the wind all the time. The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and it would only get colder.

She should go to a farther road to see if there were any customers, so that she could sell all the matches and go home earlier.

The girl walked out of the gap between the two luxury villas, and the biting cold wind blew in her face, cutting into her bones like a knife, making the girl shiver with cold.

When she was about to continue walking despite the cold, she suddenly found a box of matches left on the ground on the deserted street.

The matchbox had fallen apart, and all the matches inside were scattered on the ground.

The little girl recognized the matchbox at a glance. It was the one she had sold to the kind and beautiful sister before. She wiped off the dust and snowflakes on the matchbox with her own hands.

"That sister, did you drop the matchbox? Well, she didn't need this matchbox in the first place..."

The little girl sadly picked up the matchbox, picked up the matches one by one, and stuffed them all back into the matchbox.

If you sell this box of matches, you can still make some money. If you can't use it for heating yourself, you can't waste it!

The girl vaguely felt that these matches were different from before. There was a beautiful light on them, like twinkling little stars in the sky.

"Are these stars falling from the sky?" This idea was dismissed as soon as it passed through the girl's mind. The girl remembered that her grandma told her that when a star falls, a life is about to end.

The girl just carried the matches and walked through the streets one after another. However, the snow was so heavy that there were really no people on the street, and the occasional passerby didn't need a box of matches.

The girl could only shrink back between the two luxury villas. It was quite cold, but compared to other places, it did block a little bit of the cold wind.

The smell of roast duck comes from the villa next to it. You also heard the cheerful voices of the people in the house and knew that they must be enjoying a pleasant and sumptuous dinner.

At this moment, the girl's entire body was covered in the ruthless snow, and she was almost unconscious from the cold. Her frozen hands touched the match in the tattered pocket. The match was as cold as hers.

"It's so cold. Let's bring some fire to warm our hands."

The girl thought to herself, and after hesitating for a long time, she finally took out a precious match from the box.

There were dots of light on the match - it was one of the boxes of matches that Aurora had "lost" before.

The girl put the match on the wall, rubbed it lightly, and the match started to burn.

She smelled the aroma of roast duck in the air, looked at the flickering light of the match, and couldn't help but think:

"There must be a warm fireplace in the villa. It would be great if I also had a warm fireplace here with a blazing flame. It must be warmer than the fire of this match."

At this moment, the girl suddenly saw a warm fireplace reflected in the flickering light of the match. The fire burned brightly in the fireplace, driving away the chill from the surroundings.

She rushed forward and stretched out her frozen hands, trying to catch the flame.

She vaguely knew that this was her imagination, but she was too cold to care about it.

It was only when the heat of the flame made the girl put away her hand that she was surprised to see that a furnace actually appeared in front of her.

At this time, the match in his hand had gone out, and the twinkling stars on it had disappeared.

But the stove in front is still there, exuding bursts of warmth and dispelling the cold.

The girl rubbed her eyes and looked carefully for a long time, feeling the long-lost warmth, and finally confirmed that there was indeed an extra stove here!

"Where did this stove come from?"

"I just wanted a warm stove and it actually appeared?"

The girl was startled and surprised, and leaned against the stove to warm herself.

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The flames of the stove seemed to be inexhaustible, constantly emitting warm and soft light, warming the whole body of the girl who was almost unconscious from the cold.

She felt that she was so lucky to have such a warm stove on such a cold winter day!

"But where did this stove come from?"

The girl thought doubtfully.

In the air, Aurora and Rhine, who had turned into birds, observed this scene at the same time.

"Girls will soon discover that each of these matches has magical power. It can realize a one-time small wish and change what you want." The bird Aurora turned into said, "Only she Can use the magic of these matches."

"So, you want to see how she will use this supernatural power? How will she actively make wishes instead of passively accepting your gifts?" Rhine asked.

"Uh. Pretty much." Aurora said. "I always feel that it would be weird if I came forward in person and showed mercy from a condescension. I want to see what wishes she will make and how she will solve her own predicament. , will it be related to doing evil?”

The bird Aurora turned into suddenly laughed and turned to Rhine:

"Just like back then, didn't the teacher also give me a chance to solve the problem on my own?"

Aurora waited patiently for the girl to rub and light the second match, truly discovering the power of these magical matches.

At this moment, a swallow flew past the two birds.

The swallow held a beautiful sapphire in its mouth, flew to the girl's side, and gently placed the sapphire in the girl's hand.

The little match girl took the sapphire and was stunned.

"So many magical things happened today - first a warm stove helped me get rid of the cold, and then a bird gave me a beautiful gem!"

Because of the new miracle, the little girl did not connect the sudden appearance of the stove with the lighting of the match.

"Grandma said that such a beautiful gem must be very valuable, maybe more than the money we get from selling several boxes of matches!" The little girl thought excitedly, "If I take this sapphire to my father, he will definitely not beat me."

In fact, what the girl didn't know was that the value of this sapphire was not even comparable to the matches she sold for a lifetime!

The girl went home happily holding the sapphire.

Aurora was stunned as she watched the girl holding the sapphire, walking farther and farther away, and disappearing on the street.

"Teacher, did you command the bird to do this?" She turned her head and asked.

"No." Rhine answered calmly.

"Then why would a swallow suddenly fly over and give her a gem?" Aurora was very surprised.

"You can try to explore it yourself." Rhine replied.

He did not use prophecy magic to find out the reason, but he vaguely guessed the truth.

"The girl has this sapphire, so she doesn't need to make a wish to the matchstick for now. But it doesn't matter, she can finally go home anyway."

Aurora, who turned into a bird, flapped her wings, landed on the ground, turned back into human form, took out the sand table and did a simple divination, and found out the location of the girl's home.

Aurora then walked towards the girl's home.

Just as she walked to the door, Aurora heard a fierce voice coming from inside.

"Little bastard, tell me quickly, where did this gem come from! How can you have such an expensive gem?"

It was the voice of a very fierce man, probably the little girl's father. His voice was a temper.

"A swallow flew to give it to me." The little girl's voice came out, her voice was trembling, and she was obviously afraid of her father.

"The swallow gave it to you, what story are you making up! Did you steal it from somewhere? No one will come to your door, right?"

Followed by the father's stern reprimand, followed by the violent collision of furniture.

Just as Aurora was about to force her way in, she heard the girl crying and explaining to her father that the beautiful sapphire was really given to her by Swallow.

"Dad, what I said is true, how could I lie to you!"

The little girl sobbed intermittently.

"Okay, just assume that what you said is true, I guess you picked it up somewhere."

The father believed that the gem would not bring trouble to his family, and reluctantly accepted the girl's explanation.

"This thing is just like the sapphire on the eye of the sculpture in the center of the town. If it is real, it can probably be exchanged for a lot of money!"

The father happily accepted the gem, believing that this treasure could allow him to exchange it for a few more bottles of good wine, or a sum of chips on the gambling table.

"Until now, the little girl selling matches has not discovered the magic of matches." Aurora thought, "But, that gem looks quite valuable, can it change their family's life from now on?"

Late that night, the little girl's father went out in the wind and snow, and pawned the gem to the pawnshop in exchange for wine and gambling money.

The greedy merchant who collected the gemstones, relying on the fact that he was a man with little education, deliberately lowered the value of the gemstones, describing them as imitations of exquisite counterfeits, and only gave a small amount of money.

The next day, the little money exchanged for the sapphire was lost by the girl's father at the gambling table. The remaining little change was also exchanged for a bottle of fine wine to comfort the father's disappointment for his bad luck today.

In the evening, the father drove the girl out of the house again and ordered her to sell all the matches on her before she could go home.

The little girl cried and described the cold outside the house, asking her father to let her stay at home tonight.

But she was greeted by the clang of the broken wooden door closing and the cold wind that was even more biting than last night.

In the distance, Aurora quietly watched all this on the rooftop.

"It's a pity that the sapphire did not bring any change to her fate at all."

Aurora felt a little sad.

She was somewhat glad that she did not simply give the girl some money at the beginning - otherwise the money would only become empty wine bottles and chips on the gambling table.

The girl walked to the street tremblingly, and she did not sell a single match until the sun completely set and the bloody sunset disappeared on the horizon.

The cold north wind blew like an ice knife cutting bones.

In order to avoid the cold wind, the little match girl once again came to a remote corner between two luxurious houses, squatted down, and smelled the aroma of roast duck in the cold wind.

She was hungry, cold and tired, and tremblingly took out a match from her tattered clothes.

There were twinkling stars on the match.