: Extra Story Aisha Smith 1
In January, there was heavy snow in London, and large swathes of snowflakes were mixed in the haze over London. The already hazy sky became even more hazy at this time.
Little Aisha stared blankly at the heavy snow falling outside the window, her face full of loss and sadness.
At this time, the house was full of all kinds of goods that the two brought back from Diagon Alley, but Aisha had no desire to be curious at all.
The dessert cake that looked delicious and unusual seemed to have lost its taste, and the beautiful little skirt was no longer in the mood to wear it.
When I woke up this morning, Iger's figure disappeared from the room, leaving no trace, as if he had never been there. Only a lot of strange objects of all kinds proved that the boy had appeared before.
Elsa lowered her head, her face full of unhappiness.
"Goo?"
The fluttering voice sounded, and the cute little owl flapped its wings and landed on Aisha's shoulders, looking at its little master curiously with its head tilted.
"I only have you." Elsa forced a smile and reached out to touch the bird's small head on her shoulder, and then she couldn't help sobbing in a low voice.
"Gu..." The little owl rubbed Aisha's little face comfortingly.
"It's okay." Elsa cried and raised her face, grinning: "Brother wizard will come back, there are still a few years, and I will grow up when he comes back."
Aisha blushed slightly, picked up the owl and muttered softly, "At that time, I can be like those big sisters, so big... so... oops..."
Saying that, Aisha bowed her head in embarrassment, and then Buleng hugged the little owl and planted it on the sofa, rolling back and forth.
It was snowing heavily outside the window, but the little girl's heart was hot.
...
"I really want to go out to play..." Aisha looked at the street outside the window with her chin on her back: "The only thing I can do now is to read at home, it's so boring, but the wizard brother said that he can't go out until the end of July, and there is another What about the month, Jackson..."
"Goo" On the shelf, the petite owl a few months ago had grown more than a circle, and Elsa took Iger's original surname as her first name.
Bouncing down next to Elsa, Jackson dragged Elsa's clothes out.
"No, you have to listen to the wizard brother." Elsa giggled, reaching out and flicking Jackson's little head.
"Gu..."
Jackson turned his head and flew to the shelf.
So what the **** are you asking?
ding dong…
The doorbell rang, and Elsa was startled, turning her head to look in the direction of the door in horror.
The wizard brother said that only he knows the location of the family, and no one else knows and can't find it...
But the wizard brother never walks through the door.
"Which one?" A small stool was moved and placed at the door, and Elsa lay vigilantly on the cat's eye on the door.
"Hello, child..."
Through the cat's eyes, Aisha saw a tall old man with a gray beard, the old man wore half-moon glasses, and his blue eyes were like a deep sea: "I don't know if that child didn't tell you my name, I'm Ah. Don't think Dumbledore..."
Dumbledore?
Elsa blinks, sounds familiar?
Remember the wizard brother seems to have said...
"Excuse me... is there anything wrong with you?" Gently opening the door, Elsa poked her head out.
"Oh...of course." Dumbledore nodded cheerfully: "I'm here to send you an admission letter."
Elsa looked at Dumbledore weakly: "But, the wizard brother said that the admission notices are sent by owls..."
"Ah... your wizard brother sent me a letter, hoping that I can come in person, I'm here to deliver books to you." Dumbledore looked at Elsa kindly, and took out a small bag from his arms: "And, I'm also going to tell you that there will be a guy named Rubeus Hagrid who will take you to King's Cross before you go to school. He's a little tall, I hope it doesn't scare you..."
"Thank you." Elsa timidly reached out and took the bag from Dumbledore's hand.
"No thanks." Dumbledore seemed to like the well-behaved little girl in front of him.
"Excuse me, how much are these books?" Elsa asked awkwardly, looking at Dumbledore.
"Your wizard brother has already paid, so you don't need to worry about this." Dumbledore waved his hand cheerfully, turned and left.
Aisha stood blankly at the door, then looked at the bag in her hand, smirked, and hurried back to her room.
...
"I've been in school for more than half a year... When will brother wizard come back?"
Another Christmas, this year Elsa decided to stay at Hogwarts.
Lying on the window of the Gryffindor tower, looking out the window, the flying snow seemed to form a boy's face.
Aisha looked out the window in a trance, and sighed leisurely.
"Why not ask Professor Dumbledore?" Elsa's eyes lit up.
While thinking about it, Elsa hurriedly left the tower and ran towards the principal's office.
"I want to see Professor Dumbledore." Elsa stood in front of the headmaster's room eagerly.
"Password." The voice of the stone statue at the door of the principal's office contained no emotion at all.
Aisha was stunned for a while, standing there hesitantly, not knowing what to do.
"That old man Dumbledore..." Iger's voice sounded faintly in his mind, Elsa recalled Iger's original face, and Iger's voice seemed to sound again in her ears: "That old man likes sweets the most, zizi bee candy, Pile of cockroaches, ice-cold lemon juice or something..."
Aisha was stunned, she seemed to be looking at Iger's face at first, I'm really glad I can remember it now...
Elsa immediately reported all the names of the sweets she remembered, and the stone statue rumbled.
Elsa rushed in with excitement on her face, thank goodness, although I don't know which is the correct password, just read it once.
"What's the matter? Child?"
As soon as she entered the principal's room Elsa saw Dumbledore standing in the window with a lonely figure, looking into the distance.
"Professor Dumbledore, I want to ask, where did Brother Wizard go?" Elsa looked at Dumbledore with pleading eyes.
Dumbledore was stunned, organized his words, and then looked at Elsa cheerfully: "It's very far away, but it's very close."
Aisha froze in place for a while, looking at Dumbledore with some helplessness.
She had just entered the first year and really couldn't understand the meaning of Dumbledore's words.
"The most powerless thing in this world is not the fact that the world is different, but the despair that you can't see even if you search the world..." Dumbledore's voice was long, and complex emotions flickered in his eyes.
Gryffindor's stove crackled, and Elsa was lost in a soft chair in the tower, like a helpless little beast.
For a long time, a suppressed sob sounded.
"Brother wizard, where are you..."