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Chapter 43 The fairy tale that starts over

"I think you might need a little help? Classmate Elena."

Just when the silver-haired little Luoli tried again to no avail and was about to seek help from the conductor, a boy's voice came from beside him.

Elena turned her head and saw a tall boy with fiery red hair wearing glasses appearing beside her at some point. The boy was also pushing a trolley similar to hers.

"Who are you?"

The girl frowned slightly, she didn't remember having met such a boy before.

"Don't be afraid, my name is Percy, Percy Weasley, the prefect of Gryffindor. Mother specifically asked us to find you first when we come over and help you arrange your luggage and seat."

Percy smiled kindly and pointed to his chest - there was a shining silver letter P pinned there.

The boy stretched out his hand, put it on the girl's big black suitcase, and lifted it hard...it didn't move at all.

Percy frowned slightly, waved behind him and shouted loudly.

"Hey, Fred, George, I found the girl, come here and help!"

Wait, if the boy in front of her is that Percy Weasley, then the George and Fred he talks about...

Hearing Percy's words, Elena turned around suddenly and looked at the pair of twin brothers running from a distance pushing a trolley. They were the only two geniuses in the history of Hogwarts who could make Peeves salute.

Prank brother?

For no reason, the girl suddenly remembered that in her previous life, she was in a fan novel called "Hogwarts Rising", which tells the story of Harry Potter's victory over Voldemort twenty years later. Chapter 11 [Countercurrent Falls],

There was a plot that particularly touched her.

In that world, George can no longer use the Patronus Charm - because to summon his Patronus, he needs to recall his happiest memories.

The happiest memories in George's life were all related to his Fred. Fred's death was like the collapse of the world to George, and all the happy memories related to Fred were full of despair.

"Hi, hello, my name is George, George Weasley"

Before Elena could think too much, one of the fiery red twins spoke first and reached out to say hello to her.

"Huh? My name is Elena, Elena Kaslana..."

Elena came back to her senses, nodded, raised her hand and was about to respond, when the other twin brother bumped his shoulder with his brother, shook his head and cursed with a smile.

"Oh, Fred, although I don't mind you helping me promote it in front of girls. But when you introduce yourself for the first time, can you not steal my lines?"

"I'm telling you, George, I'm just helping you create opportunities. Don't be jealous when I catch Angelina. Besides, you don't think she will be able to tell who we are next time, do you?"

"George Weasley", that is, Fred, rubbed his arms, put his arm around the genuine George's shoulders, and said with a evil smile.

"Well, that does make some sense."

George blinked, nodded seriously, coughed slightly, stretched out his hand to Elena and introduced himself.

"Hello, I'm Fred, Fred Weasley. Although I think you might recognize me as George next time."

"..."

Elena glanced at the two living treasures in front of her quite speechlessly. Over the years, Mrs. Weasley did not beat these two to death. Most of the reasons were probably for the sake of her own children.

"Okay, you two! You act like seniors in front of the freshmen.

Percy Weasley, who was standing aside, frowned, patted the big black suitcase, and interrupted displeasedly, "Stop talking nonsense, why don't you come over and help? Mom and Ginny are still waiting.

us."

"Okay, Prefect, you're not going to deduct points from us, are you?"

"Shhh, be respectful, maybe next year I will be the president of the male student council."

The twins looked at each other, and although they were still teasing, they quickly let go of their cart and stepped forward to help Percy lift Elena's heavy suitcase.

With the help of the three Weasley brothers, Elena finally pushed her two large boxes to the corner of the compartment.

"Thank you, but why did your mother, I mean Mrs. Weasley, ask you to help me?"

Elena rubbed her wrist and asked with some confusion.

The three Weasley boys looked at each other. Fred raised his hand and poked Percy who was standing at the front, and whispered, "Prefect, you explain."

"Well." Percy Weasley thought for a moment, looked into the girl's eyes, and replied seriously, "Classmate Elena, you have a father who loves you very much."

Benitez?

"This idiot dad told him to go back by himself."

Elena's eyes softened and she whispered in a complicated tone.

The girl raised her head, looked at the three panting boys, and thanked her again very seriously.

"Thanks."

Although she didn't know exactly what happened, she could guess that it was probably Benitez who hit the wall at the entrance of the platform and happened to meet the Weasley family.

"Fred? George? Percy? Are you in the car?"

At this moment, a woman's voice sounded outside the carriage.

"George and Fred are with me, Mom. We'll be down in a minute."

Percy responded loudly, nodded towards Elena, and without saying anything else, directly greeted the other two brothers and jumped out of the car.

Elena sat down by the window, looked at the red-haired family talking and laughing on the platform, opened her suitcase, took out a pen and paper and wrote -

[Idiot dad, didn’t I say that...]

The girl thought for a while, shook her head, crossed out the sentence, and wrote again——

[I've already boarded the train. The Weasley family is very nice. Don't worry, don't think about it. 】

After finishing writing, Elena handed the letter to the food reserve, gently patted the little owl's beak, walked out of the carriage, found an open place and released the little laughing owl.

"Go. Help me send the message to Father Benitez."

After doing all this, Elena turned around and walked towards the red-haired family, preparing to thank Mrs. Weasley in person for her help.

beep--

A whistle sounded on the platform.

"quick!"

Mrs. Weasley gave her children a quick hug and herded them one by one onto the train.

The four Weasley boys leaned out of the car window to let their mother kiss her goodbye, and their little sister seemed to be crying again.

"..."

Elena raised her hand, took half a step forward, glanced with envy in her lake-blue eyes, slowly lowered her hand, turned around and boarded the train.

With the shaking of the Hogwarts Express, Elena's mind was like a revolving lantern, and she quickly began to play back the scenes of the magical world she had seen in the movies in her previous life, and finally settled on the wrought iron track that continued to extend forward.

.

Life is long, isn’t it?

Elena shook her head mockingly. She had known that she would never be able to refuse this dream.

Just like the words written on the base of the statue of Fred Weasley: "Only after his death did we clearly distinguish him from his brother George Weasley, but how much we hope never to distinguish them."

If another magical world wakes up fairy tales through cruel sacrifices and becomes a real world.

Then what Elena wants to do is to turn everything except herself into a fairy tale again.

Those unfinished goals, those past regrets, she will make them all come back in the future.

In the long sound of the whistle, all the stories return to the first grade where the fairy tale began.



With a beautiful imagination for the future, Elena returned to her compartment, closed the door, opened the box, and was about to start changing into the Hogwarts uniform.

Boom, the sliding door of the compartment opened.

Outside the sliding door, a thin-faced, bespectacled boy with jet-black hair and a pair of emerald green eyes stood at the door. He said awkwardly, "I'm sorry, the carriage in front is full. Can I come in..."

"cannot."

"But……"

The boy's expression was blank, he scanned the empty compartment, and his tone became a little weaker.

"go out."

Elena held her dress with one hand, pointed to the door with one hand, raised her eyebrows, and said to the "savior classmate" expressionlessly.

"Don't you see a lady changing clothes here?"

Well, on the first day of the fairy tale, her first goal is not to hit the protagonist of the original work.

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