The Wolf is Coming Ch. 76
"But... hiccup... we... we have lived together for so many years hiccup... huu... I can't bear to leave you... I can't bear to leave you..." Connie cried and hiccuped, and could hardly say a complete sentence.
Knowing that Connie's dropout was a foregone conclusion, Emma could only pat her back gently and said, "If this is a peaceful and prosperous time, then I hope to graduate happily with you. But this is not the case, so I hope you live well..."
Connie hugged Emma and cried for a long time, and was finally taken back by her parents.
This seemed to be some kind of signal, which severely irritated everyone's nerves. In the following week, Emma's roommates dropped out one after another. When this wave of dropouts finally ended, Emma and Lavender were the only two people left in the original five-person dormitory.
But even so, Emma still felt like she lived in a single room; Lavender was busy being intimate with Ron, and often came back late from dates.
Yes, Lavender and Ron were dating, not long after the end of Hogsmeade Week.
Emma often saw them together, sometimes holding hands to go to class together, sometimes kissing unscrupulously in the common room, and sometimes feeding each other at the long table in the hall...
Harry once complained to Emma that Ron turned into a kissing fish when he got a girlfriend, and Ginny also expressed her disgust for their behavior of wanting the whole world to know that they were conjoined twins, but Emma actually envied them. After all, the distance between her and Abraham was really too far.
"I really miss the days when I could make phone calls and video chats..." Emma buried herself in the quilt and talked to herself.
Just at this time, Lavender came back.
"Hermione, what are you mumbling to yourself?" she asked.
"We are not together, and the letter cannot be sent. I am wondering how to contact my boyfriend at this time." Emma's voice sounded weak.
Lavender lowered her head and thought for a while, and said, "In this case, we can only use some magic props, such as a two-way magic mirror. I remember Won-Won said that Harry has one, but this thing must be owned by both of us."
Yes, there are two-way magic mirrors in the wizarding world!
"Thank you, Lavender! You are so great!" Emma jumped up from the bed immediately, without even bothering to put on her shoes, and started flipping through the book.
Two-way magic mirrors were rare, but they must also rely on magic runes and spells to work. If you study them carefully, you may be able to make a communicator yourself.
Thinking about the war that will happen next, Emma felt that she had to hurry up and study.
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*swish—*
Abraham suddenly raised his head from the sink, propped up the sides of the sink with his hands, and gasped. The cold winter water messed up his silver hair on his face and forehead, and tiny drops of water slid down his cheeks into his collar.
He stared blankly at himself in the mirror, who was like a drowned chicken. After a long while, his heart calmed down a little.
Just now, he dreamed of the part about Hermione again.
Unlike the previous dreams, this time the plot was really terrible. The dark dungeon, the harsh laughter, the rough treatment... and the "Mudblood" carved by Bellatrix on Hermione's arm, and the Cruciatus Curse used on her, again and again.
Abraham was almost going crazy, but he couldn't do anything in his dream. He couldn't stop the spell from the wand, couldn't kill the crazy woman, and couldn't even give his little girl a hug.
That was his little girl...
He looked at this inhumane torture in despair, and the shrill screams kept irritating his nerves until he was finally awakened.
It's okay, it will be okay, it hadn't happened yet, and there was still a chance to stop it. Abraham kept saying this to himself in his heart, as if he was hypnotizing himself.
After a while, Abraham finally calmed down completely. He wiped the water off his face and solemnly picked up his wand.
The original intention of learning magic was to protect himself, but now, he wanted to use the wand in his hand to protect the people he loved.
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