"Try it, this is a drink that only elves can make!" Avril poured a green drink for Weston. It looked a bit like fish-flavored beer, but it was much prettier than that one, and it also smelled like a green drink.
It smells like leaves.
Weston took a sip lightly, as if he was drinking a sip of mint ice tea. The refreshing and fragrant special taste instantly conquered his taste buds, making him fall in love with this drink immediately.
"It tastes good. It's a bit similar to the drinks made by Veela, but the taste is completely different. I like it very much." Weston said with a smile.
"Ah, yes, you are Fleur's fiancé. You should have been to the Veela tribe." Avril nodded clearly and said with a smile, "What if I told you that the two drinks are made in the same way?"
"That's okay, good things always have some similarities." Weston nodded indifferently.
"Then, what if these two are made by elves?" Avril asked again.
"Ah ha, it doesn't matter. Veela were called 'moonlight elves' a long time ago." Weston laughed, sensing something was wrong.
"Then what if I tell you that Veela are actually descendants of night elves?" Avril finally asked.
"Elves? Night elves?" Weston lowered the cup solemnly, and the wand slipped quietly into his hand, pretending to be confused, "What do you mean?"
"Actually, you already understand, don't you?" Avril suddenly chuckled, "Haha, you'd better put your wand away, I'm no match for you, fallen angel!"
"What exactly do you want to do?" Weston showed no trace of embarrassment on his face. Instead, he directly exposed his wand, "Just tell me what you have to say. If there is anything you want to harm Fleur...
.”
Weston did not finish his words, he knew that the elf in front of him understood what he meant.
"I understand, believe me, I don't want to be hostile to you." Avril chuckled and shook her head, a trace of deep sadness and confusion flashed in her eyes, "I just want to go home, I miss my parents very much."
"Go home?" Weston was a little confused. He simply didn't want to think about it and asked directly, "Can you explain it a little more clearly?"
"Of course, but can you please put away your wand first?" Avril glanced at the wand in Weston's hand, "Please don't take this thing out in front of me. I can't bear this curse.
.”
Weston nodded, put away his wand, and looked at Avril, waiting for her explanation.
"Actually, when I first saw you, I felt that you were not human. I thought you were also one of the abandoned ones." Avril said with a smile, "But what I didn't expect was that you turned out to be a fallen angel.
, rather than other immortal species."
"Does this have anything to do with race?" Weston asked curiously.
"Yes, to put it simply, if you are not an immortal, you don't deserve to know the truth." Avril smiled, but her words were very rude.
Before Weston could ask, Avril explained herself.
"You should know that in ancient times, it was not humans who controlled the earth and the sky, but the Immortals. Humans were just the weakest members. There were no wizards or Muggles at that time, only ordinary humans."
"At that time, the sky was the place of gods, the earth was the kingdom of the Titans, the forest was the home of the elves, and the ocean was the territory of the sea people. Human beings and other weak immortal species ruled under the Titans and elves respectively, and all living things
And they are all controlled by the gods.”
"The speed of human reproduction is too fast, and they have incomparable wisdom. After stealing the power of the immortal species, they are out of control. They gradually start to stir up trouble among the many immortal species, prompting the outbreak of war among the ancient races.
Already."
"In order to stop the war, the gods shattered the earth and oceans, cut the sky, and divided countless worlds. This is the truth of the world, and this is just one of thousands of worlds, and it is a relatively weak world.
"
"The worlds are originally not connected to each other. It is impossible to go from one world to another without strong enough power. Only the power comparable to the gods can do this."
"Originally, my father and mother were just two of the most ordinary elves in the elf world. When they just came of age, they received the oracle from the forest goddess and came to this world through the power of the goddess. At that time, in this world
, the war between wizards and the Holy See has just begun."
"Because the power of the God of Light, the God Jehovah in the mouth of mankind, suddenly became much stronger. All the gods sent their subordinates to explore. My parents were exploring this world."
"During the investigation, my father discovered the secret of the power of the God of Light, which is the purest faith. The most devout believers will produce this power of faith, which is very similar in nature to divine power."
"My father and mother were extremely happy to report the news, and were arranged to continue observation. During this period, they fell in love, and so I was born."
"Father created the Forest of Gran for my healthy growth. Gran is my mother's name. Gran means beautiful in the Elvish language of our natural elves."
"My father did not expect that the night goddess Rose sent dark elves to this world. We nature elves and dark elves are old enemies, so naturally they started fighting."
"During the fight, my father and mother were plotted by the dark elves. The dark elves used the artifact given by the night goddess Rose to teleport out of this world, leaving only me as an elf and a few unicorns.
Now those unicorns are in the Forbidden Forest at Hogwarts."
"The dark elves thought they had won, but they didn't want their power to be spied on by Solomon. For the future of the wizards, Solomon simply sealed them together with the seventy-two demon gods. It is estimated that by now, they have been turned into ashes.
Bar!"
Avril told her life story calmly, the sadness in her eyes flashed across her eyes.
"So, you call yourself an outcast..." Weston sighed.
"No, it's not." Who knew that Avril actually shook her head, "The word abandonment comes from the sea tribe. They were deliberately left in this world by the sea god. They call themselves the abandoned race. I actually followed their example.
explain."
"There are still sea people in this world?" Weston was shocked.
"Yes, but the Sea Tribe is very fragile and is always changing its appearance." As she said that, a trace of disgust appeared on Avril's face, "They are simply ugly, and they don't want to be as beautiful as the Siren Tribe."
.It’s just that there are no Sirens in this world anymore.”
Okay, this person is also a fan of emotions. Weston smiled secretly and suddenly thought of the fish-men clan at the bottom of the black lake in Hogwarts. The so-called sea clan couldn't be referring to them, right?
Thinking of this, Weston couldn't help but feel a little nauseous. It was indeed too ugly...