On the morning of the last day of the semester, the whole school was busy preparing their luggage.
In Ravenclaw's dormitory, Hoffa's roommates almost turned the dormitory upside down. They left everything behind and mixed up their friends' socks and underwear. Large suitcases were piled high in the room.
Hoffa didn't have that much luggage. Just like when he came, he only carried a black canvas bag and prepared to leave light.
But when he walked out of the common room, Hoffa realized that it wasn't easy to leave the school easily.
In the common room, Aglaia looked at the suitcases that were taller than her. Miranda was also dragging two large suitcases.
Hoffa felt something was wrong as soon as he showed his head. He wanted to sneak away from the common room with a Phantom Spell.
But Miranda saw him from the corner of her eye, so she lazily waved her magic wand.
Hoffa was pushed in front of the two by an inexplicable force.
"Ha, Hoffa, you came at the right time," Aglaia said, "There's a job here that suits you."
"I refuse," Hoffa didn't even think about it.
"Your refusal is invalid," Aglaia said, "The first thing a European boy needs to learn is to carry a girl's bag."
Hoffa said, "I'm not European, and you said that it was a black slave, thank you."
Miranda said, "Hoffa, you may be lonely for the rest of your life."
Hoffa.
In the end, Hoffa mixed in the crowd and walked out of the school with a dozen or so bags floating around him. He walked all the way from the school to the station in front of Lake Pyrolyte and cast a Levitation Spell on each bag.
He squeezed into the crowd and struggled to get into the carriage with the bumping bags. Before he could sit down, two friends pushed him out of the carriage.
They wanted to change their clothes.
Hoffa leaned against the door, rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.
Really, if they wanted to change, why didn't they change at school? Why did they have to change on the train?
Hoffa, who was wearing a white T-shirt and black overalls, was a little dissatisfied. He had changed out of his Hogwarts uniform early.
After a while, the carriage was pulled open.
The girls took off their stuffy and stuffy black school robes and changed into cool and refreshing summer attire.
Hoffa suddenly felt that they were much cuter. He had to admit that European girls in this era were dressed more modern. Although they didn't have as many styles as later generations, they were realistic and full of vitality.
Aglaea put on a bohemian gown, which exposed her collarbones and calves at a slanted angle.
Miranda, on the other hand, was wearing a simple red checkered shirt and blue denim shorts, and she was dressed even hotter.
After feasting his eyes, he felt like he was helping them carry their things.
From the perspective of lolicons, his two friends could be considered the best in their respective fields. One was arrogant and beautiful, while the other was delicate and cute.
Of course, if he wanted to look, he had to look now. After next year, when they turned 13, they wouldn't be legal Lolis anymore …
Noticing Hoffa's gentlemanly gaze, Miranda slightly pulled her legs and pulled down her plaid shirt. Aglaia glared at him.
Hoffa's cheeks were slightly hot as he turned his head and looked at the purple heather flowers in the Scottish wilderness. He thought that his year had been quite interesting.
With a loud whistle, the train headed south under the bright sun.
The train carried them south. Along the way, the two lolis chatted and laughed, while Huo Fa looked at the scenery outside the window and chatted with each other.
Compared to when they first came to school, the two friends looked much more normal. They now looked like girls their age should look like.
When the train passed an old stone drainage canal, Aglaia asked, "Hoffa, have you thought about how you're going to spend your summer vacation?"
"I've thought about it, what's wrong?" Hoffa asked.
In fact, the purpose of his summer vacation was simple — to earn gold coins to buy books for school next year. (Hoffa didn't want to use second-hand goods). For this arrangement, although he didn't have a specific plan, if he wanted to make money, he definitely couldn't be idle.
Aglaia, "Hey, I was thinking, if you're poor and have nowhere to go, you can come to our house. I can help you … "
"Don't worry about it, Miss." Hoffa lazily interrupted Aglaia.
"Even if I, Hoffa, starve to death and jump off the train, I won't look for you for food."
Aglaia unhappily muttered something at the side. Her kindness was treated as ill intent, how could a person like you have friends outside of school.
Hoffa knew that Aglaia meant well, but her rotten mouth always had a hint of boasting in her good intentions, making people subconsciously want to refuse.
Miranda propped up her cheeks and asked, "Hoffa, are you going to look for fairies? I heard fairies are very rich. "
Hoffa shook his head like a rattle-drum. "Fairies? No, no, no, I won't look for fairies even if you beat me to death. "
"Why?" The two friends asked in unison.
For the rest of the train, Hoffa told them the story of the gambling fairies, as well as the sad history of him being cheated.
When the train arrived at the station, the bustling crowd outside brushed past the three of them. There were many adult wizards waiting here.
Near the exit, Miranda said to the two, "I live in Devonshire, so I won't be getting off from Exit 9 and 3/4. I'll say goodbye here."
Hoffa suddenly thought of something, stepped forward and whispered, "Miranda, will you come to school next year? I once heard your grandfather say that he wants to take you away from school."
Miranda sighed slightly.
"As a matter of fact, Adbegshak has already resigned."
Hoffa sucked in a breath of cold air. "Why?"
Miranda smiled. "Maybe he feels that in this position, he can no longer maintain fairness, or maybe the situation in Europe is tense. As the vice-principal, he has more important things to do."
"What about you?" Hoffa quickly asked.
"What do you hope to do? Come or not? "Miranda asked back.
"I …"
Without waiting for Hoffa to finish, Miranda smiled. She took off her glasses, tiptoed and whispered in his ear, "Goodbye, Hoffa, Bach."
With that, she winked and disappeared with her suitcase at the other end of the station.
Hoffa's eyes widened. This little girl. She left without even giving him her contact information. Thinking about it, she should, maybe, come back next year.
After all, her emotions had stabilized a lot.
After Miranda left, Hoffa turned to Aglaia. Now it was just the two of them.
Aglaia looked in the direction where Miranda disappeared and shrugged. The two of them turned and walked to the exit together.
"What about you? What are you going to do during the summer vacation?" Hoffa pulled her big suitcase and asked as they walked.
Aglaia crossed her arms and rolled her eyes at him.
"Go on vacation, read some books, and learn more about Transfiguration. Then the second year will defeat you. It's that simple. "
"Heh, still not giving up?"
"You want me to give up? Just give up on that idea. "
As they spoke, the two of them came to the exit. Hoffa handed the suitcase to Aglaia and was about to say goodbye.
Suddenly, Aglaia's eyes widened and her expression changed. "Hey! Principal Amando? "
Hoffa quickly turned his head. Other than the crowd, he saw nothing.
He immediately knew what had happened.
Sure enough, when he turned his head again.
In front of him was empty. Aglaia was nowhere to be seen.
The young adepts and their parents all walked past him.
The sun shone on the stone pavement. Hoffa couldn't help but grin. He shook his head helplessly and revealed a faint smile.
"What a vengeful little girl."
He took out his wand and threw it slightly. When the wand fell, it turned into a pair of black sunglasses.
He put the sunglasses on his eyes.
Carrying his bag, he turned and walked to the sunny exit.
He was ready for a new adventure.
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