“Hey.”

On this quiet spring night, the three knocks on the door are as light as if they were scared. Marx knows that most of the people outside the door are not the fatty of the Hornheim family. After all, the guy who treats a door is not as gentle as the one outside – he just seems to have guessed wrong.

“Please come in.”

Just as he stood up and waved, the office door opened silently.

The weather in the past few days is getting better and better, but the location of Hogwarts is also at a higher altitude, and it is still very cold at night. So today, he is still lit by the fireplace. When the fire is swaying, the door is not really looking really good.

He looked over here, basically only to see a silhouette of the shadow, it seems that the other side is still slightly in the corridor outside.

“What’s wrong, don’t you come in?”

It is difficult to tell who is coming from the fluctuation of magic power. Although everyone’s fluctuations are not the same, it is still somewhat reluctant to remember its characteristics. Of course, if you want squib like Filch, the magic power is quite active, so it’s easier to distinguish.

After Marx opened the inquiry, it was about another ten seconds of silence. The other party finally decided to go into the office. When the light of the fire was covered with a soft orange red, Marx finally saw who it was.

“Senior Sister?” he wondered. “How come you? What’s the matter?”

The comer is Charlotte, a rare guest that Marx absolutely didn’t expect.

Don’t look at this big beauty and get along with him very easily, even in normally there are some carefree, but in some basic principles it is quite conservative. It’s a bit strange to be able to run a boy’s residence so late today.

What’s more worth mentioning is that she is still wearing a plain cotton pajamas, and a thick long hair is so loosely tied to her shoulders, making her look like a lazy temperament.

In front of the neck where the button was deducted, the slender neck was half covered by the hair, but the other half seemed to be more delicate and fair.

Marx looked at her inexplicably and blinked. She suddenly noticed that her eyes were faintly blurred, her cheeks were slightly fluent and flushed, and the fire in the fireplace was in vain.

“Hey… Marx, you are still so crowded here, I think you should apply to Professor McGonagall for a bigger office.” Charlotte carried his hands and walked lightly through the piles of books, step by step, in the mouth. The words are somewhat ambiguous, “…and why do you still call me ‘Senior Sister’? Don’t say anything before you see it, the shelf life of this title has already passed?”

“Oh, okay!” Marx still looked at her in a somewhat inexplicable way. For a moment, she was really not sure what she was thinking about. “So… Charlotte, what’s wrong with you?”

“I?”

Just rounded up to the desk, Charlotte slightly closed her eyes, and unconsciously swayed her feet, waiting for her eyes to be opened again and looking at Marx. The pair of scorpions were faintly filled with a layer of sly look.

“I am coming to you?” She said quietly. “Do you know? I can’t sleep a bit today… I was lying in bed, I always thought about one thing.”

Having said that, she and Marx’s line of sight passed by and turned to the window behind Marx. Through the window, I can clearly see a round of Xian Yue hanging high, but it is not as round as a few days ago.

While looking at the bright moon, Charlotte whispered and continued: “I should thank you very much… If you didn’t leave me to leave the dark home, I am afraid I have been used as a chip by the family. I sent the other family to marry a man I have never seen in a few times. I should thank you…”

“You don’t have to care so much,” Marx persuaded. “I just accidentally lifted my head and saw that you’s all in that car… even if I decided to help you escape, how much is some other. The purpose of the.”

His words are really not evasive or modest. Although the decision to help Charlotte is basically a friendship between some friends, it is necessary to say that the purpose is to explore the intelligence that is the side that occupies the big head.

But Charlotte, after hearing it, just shook his head slightly.

“No matter what, you saved me from that abyss, this is a fact.” She said in a graceful way, “But the more I am grateful to you, the more difficult it is to express my gratitude to you… Oh, I don’t know how to describe it… It’s like, what I want to say to you is just a ‘thank you’, but something else… what is more important…”

As she spoke, the voice was more and more subtle, and the line of sight became more blurred with the moonlight. At the end of the day, she suddenly glared at God, and suddenly she squatted around the desk and walked toward Marx step by step.

“Senior Sister?”

Marx subconsciously called her again, and it seemed to be a little soft under her feet, and she quickly reached out and held her shoulders, lest she would slap the books at her feet if she didn’t pay attention.

Just as there were only two feet less than the distance between the two, the Marx’s nose fluttered slightly. He often relied on the sense of smell to judge the refining of potion, and immediately smelled a slightly familiar smell – it was the fragrance of a rum with some chocolate.

“You drink -” He said half of his words, and finally seemed to remember what the key point was like, “Ah! Is that Easter egg?”

At the time in the headmaster room, when he saw McGonagall, he suddenly remembered that he didn’t prepare an Easter gift for the other party, so he took the egg from the Three Broomsticks Inn. Because he remembers very clearly, the amount of Professor McGonagall’s drink is actually good. After several banquets, the other party has drank a few cups but it is only a little bit sloppy.

However, he did not expect that the egg eventually unexpectedly fell into the hands of Charlotte.

“Aiya… I said Senior Sister,” Marx didn’t know whether to cry or laugh. “Come here, be careful and stand firm…you are now the signature waiter at Hog’s Head! How to drink a few mouthfuls This virtue is?”

As he smiled, he opened the window beside him, and the cool air outside was filled into the house with the night wind. The spring vestibule garden has already produced countless flowers, and the night is still aroma, mixed in the cool air and dispersed in the office.

Charlotte, who was supported by Marx with his hands, sniffed softly, and a light sweet scent ran between the nose and mouth, with a few nights of air.

Are you drunk? Still not drunk at all? She is also unclear about herself…

“Marx, Senior Sister has a question to ask you…”

Charlotte raised his head a little, and he was slightly surprised to find out that the little male child who had just entered school had grown taller than himself.

It was this moment that the two men’s eyes finally overlapped silently, one is clear and translucent, but the one is as deep as a fog.

“…Do you think that Senior Sister is beautiful?” – In fact, she wanted to ask this question by the slightest remaining drunkenness.

Since she was in her room tonight, she had a small mouthful of Earth Grade to finish the wine in the chocolate eggshell, and the problem that lingered in her heart had been swirling around her lips. She stepped out of the room step by step and swayed to Marx. Didn’t she just want to say this?

But when she opened her slightly dull mouth, the words in her mouth were about to blurt out, but the corner of her eye was not too late to see a photo frame. Behind the glass of the photo frame, a blond young girl is facing her back and looking up at the distant moon.

The moonlight slid quietly between her long hair, and between Silencio, she took out a layer of pale golden glow.

This was the first night that Marx borrowed at Lovegood’s house, Luna, who was seen on the hillside outside the house after dinner, the Luna standing under the stars.

Even though the young girl in the magic photo always stared at the sky, she didn’t look back at once, but Charlotte still knew who it was. Immediately, her throat seemed to be blocked by something, and her lips gradually smashed.

At this moment, she slammed over Marx’s shoulder.

“pa!”

A loud slap in the night reverberated in the quiet room at night, and the slightly sweet air seemed to be sweeping away.

“Hah, let it go!” Charlotte put Marx’s body upright and giggled. “Little guy, elder sister. My charm is good? Hey, dare to stare at the elder sister. Be careful not to pull out the eyes!”

She laughed and slammed it again on Marx’s shoulder. It took a step back lightly and stood back with her hands again.

“Don’t think that being a professor is amazing! Elder sister. I am learning every day, maybe we are colleagues!”

After a little pause, Charlotte dropped the last sentence and no longer had the opportunity to speak to Marx. As soon as he turned around, he took a brisk walk around the pile of books. Just in a blink of an eye, with the light sound coming from the front, the office door closed.

Marx stood by the window and felt the numbness of the illusion on his back, burning his nerves hot. After standing there for a while, he closed the window with his own hands, but quietly looked at the moon in the air.

“…Happy Easter, Senior Sister.”

In the dimly lit corridor outside the office, Charlotte was wearing a pajamas against the wall at the door and silently sighed.


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