Fortunately, the Main Line is at Hogwarts

About half an hour ago, under the curtain of night, Hermione rushed to the town with stars and stars.

"Da da."

　　 On horseback, Hermione, shrouded in a black cloak, looked like a ring spirit coming out of the middle earth. Looking around, she found that the area here was a little smaller than Junigal.

　　 It's not so much a small town, it's better to say that this is really a village.

　　 "Go over there."

　　 Ella suddenly appeared behind Hermione, and the two rode together. Ella's small head crossed Hermione's shoulders and reached out to help her show the direction.

　　 Without hesitation, she drove the horse again, and Hermione rushed over.

　　 She can clearly feel that the people in the town are observing herself. They hide in the house, peeping at her through the windows and doors.

　　 There are also some people who have been working outside by fetching water. When they see her figure, they will stop their movements and follow them unconsciously, some dodge and some watch.

Charles explained to her on the way to her, that in backward times and countries like fairy tales, the village’s sense of xenophobia is particularly serious, and they are correct. Sometimes outsiders are indeed the source of danger, witches, robbers, It's all possible.

　　 Although she was a little uncomfortable and wanted to explain, Hermione, who was anxious to find the fairy godmother, couldn't manage that much at this time.

　　 Following Ella’s guidance, she passed a low earthen house, and soon saw a desolate old woman on the back of a small earthen wall.

　　 More importantly, standing in front of her was a lady who was obviously dressed up, who was arrogant and handed her a bright red apple.

　　 "Stay away from her!"

　　 Hermione stopped without hesitation.

　　 And Aisha moved faster. She borrowed Hermione's body, raised her right hand with one hand, and a torrent of cold was instantly released.

　　 "That's my stepmother!"

　　 At the same time, Ella, who could see the face of the lady, also whispered.

　　 "It seems we are still in time."

Hermione’s luck was good. They didn’t seem to be too late, but Mrs. Temane’s luck was not bad either, because at the last moment she crawled around to avoid Aisha’s attack, in embarrassment, she could still maintain A touch of elegance at the end.

　　 did not continue to chase the escaped Mrs. Temani, Hermione rolled over and got off the horse, and ran to the old woman quickly.

　　 "Are you the fairy godmother?"

　　 she asked crisply.

　　 The old woman did not answer, but asked her strangely.

"who are you?"

　　 It was Ella who answered her.

　　 "I am Ella."

　　 she said, borrowing Hermione's mouth.

　　 The same person, the same appearance, and even the same voice, but the elderly woman in front of me seemed to hear the difference between Ella and Hermione.

　　 ".. Ella?"

　　 Her eyes were surprised for the first time.

　　 It was obvious that she not only saw the difference between Ella and Hermione, but as Charles said, she clearly knew, or knew Cinderella Ella.

　　 seems to have found the right person.

　　 Hermione secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

　　 Jasmine and others are similar. Although they are all princesses, they have no experience in major events. They may not be as good as Hermione, who has been in and out of Wonderland several times. They weren't noisy before.

　　 "Someone wants to harm you, you are not safe now."

　　 Looking for the right person, Hermione immediately began to teach Barabara, which has always been her strong point.

　　 But the fairy godmother had a face of disapproval. She shook the dirty cloak on her body, and the whole person instantly changed into a pair of outer clothes, turning into a silver-white princess dress.

　　 "Don't get excited, don't get excited, little girl."

　　 "With an apple, they can't harm me."

　　 Fairy Godmother said in an innocent voice, and she stared at Hermione with big eyes.

　　 Hermione’s voice paused. After reading the story about Ella, she was actually mentally prepared for the fairy godmother.

　　 Fairy Godmother is not as gentle, kind and caring as imagined, well, maybe there is, but she is also very neurotic and unreliable.

　　 But Hermione thought it was just an exaggeration in Shire's memory, but now it seems that it is not exaggerated.

The fairy godmother Shi Shiran drew a beautiful wand from the bear, pinched it with two fingers, and tapped it lightly. Two little fairies appeared next to the apple out of thin air. They lifted the apple with difficulty and handed it over. Fairy godmother.

　　 rubbed on the princess dress, the fairy godmother smoothly put the apple in front of the bear, and it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

　　 "What?"

　　 She looked at Hermione who was staring at her in a daze.

　　 "You can't waste it, I don't need it, there will be people in need."

　　 Her tone should be.

　　 Hermione forced a stiff smile.

　　 "Is she kind of... weird?"

　　 Jasmine lowered her voice and asked.

　　Hermione felt the same way, but Ella didn't think so. She seemed to have a natural closeness to the fairy godmother.

　　 "Godmother, where are we going now?"

　　 "Didn't you come to find me?"

　　 The fairy godmother responded to Ella with a more innocent look.

　　 "Let’s leave here first and go to Charles, he will protect us."

　　 Hermione said.

It’s all Hermione talking about, but one is Ella and the other is Hermione. This seems strange, because it sounds like a question or even an inconsistency, but the fairy godmother seems to be able to easily tell the difference. Who is speaking.

　　 "Shire, who is Shire?"

　　 Fairy Godmother asked in a dazed tone. She held her magic wand and stood there, really exuding a kind of neurotic and cuteness.

　　 Hermione twitched her mouth, dragged her away.

　　 She is a rationalist, she naturally doesn't like this kind of intuitive character, and don’t know why, she always feels that the fairy godmother seems a bit...

　　 Somewhat like Death Eaters, if Shire were here, he would definitely complain.

　　 Because the modeling of the fairy godmother is exactly the same as the modeling of the old lady Sirius, thanks to the absence of memory sharing in her, the scene must be more chaotic.

　　 Although the fairy godmother looked dazed, she didn't actually resist Hermione, or Ella, but after being pulled for a few steps, Hermione stopped suddenly.

　　 She raised her head and looked at a little pink bird chirping on the eaves not far away, her expression gradually becoming serious.

The same ~www.readwn.com~ Baixue, Le Pei and Arlo and the princesses also listened very seriously, only Jasmine looked at a loss, not knowing what they were doing, she looked around, and was pleased to find that there was still Aisha accompanies herself.

　　 The little pink bird tweeted a few words, and quickly got up and flew away.

"what should we do?"

　　 Turning around, Hermione asked with a serious face.

"What do you mean?"

　　 Jasmine couldn't help but interrupt her and asked.

　　 White and black Bai Xue looked at Jasmine innocently, with a naive tone, "The wolves are coming. The bird told us. Didn't you hear?"

　　 "I only hear the whispering sound."

　　 Jasmine's face turned dark.

　　 "But we can all understand."

　　 Le Pei made up the knife next to him.

　　 "Doesn't it mean that our capabilities are shared?"

　　 Jasmine's face was even darker, but she suddenly thought that there seemed to be someone to accompany her, and quickly turned her head.

　　 "Aisha, did you hear that?"

　　 Aisha smiled and shook her head.

　　 "I don't understand either."

　　 Before Jasmine could continue to speak, she said again.

　　 "But I can talk to the snowman."

　　 Jasmine's face turned dark to the bottom of the pot, because she suddenly remembered that she could only guess what the tiger Laya she raised was yelling at sometimes.