Chapter 89 Ariana Dumbledore

Rolf touched the pensieve, and when he opened his eyes again, he had left the principal's office with Dumbledore and appeared in a strange place.

It was a small garden with lush potted plants and well-kept flowers and plants.

There was a six or seven-year-old blond girl sitting on a swing in the yard.

Dumbledore looked at the girl absently, and Rolf also took a look. There were cute snot bubbles hanging on her young face... The little girl was dozing off on the swing with her head little by little.

There was a sudden sound in the distance, and Luofu looked up. It was three boys, only twelve or thirteen years old, sneaking into the small garden through the loose fence.

They hid behind a potted plant and looked at the swing with envy, as if they wanted to play too.

The blonde girl was awakened. She opened her eyes, yawned, held the rope with both hands, and hung on the ground with her toes.

The swing swayed up and down on its own without the need for anyone else to push it, and the swing was getting bigger and bigger, but the girl was not afraid. She laughed happily like a silver bell and sang a nursery rhyme.

"Sniff, sniff, sniff, follow me home obediently. I have gold galleons at home..."

When the swing reached the highest point, the girl let go of the rope, and the huge inertia made her fly out, drawing an arc in mid-air.

The girl did not fall downwards, but hovered strangely in the air. After a while, she slowly landed on the ground as light as a feather.

The girl cheered happily.

The three boys looked at her in shock, and one of them stepped back in horror. His arm touched the potted plant, making a noise.

The girl turned around, took five or six steps lightly, came to the strange boys, and asked curiously:

"Who are you? Why are you in my house?"

A boy swallowed subconsciously. He pointed to the swing and stammered, "How did you do that? Floating in the air like just now?!"

"Magic." The little girl smiled innocently: "Don't you know it?"

She placed her white and tender arms on a bunch of blooming platycodon flowers. The five-pointed star-shaped flowers kept opening and closing, as if they were coming to life.

"Look...isn't it interesting?"

Several boys looked at each other, and they all saw deep fear in each other's eyes. One of them trembled in shock: "Monster!"

"I'm not a monster!" the little girl defended.

Snap.

The platycodon flower was suddenly torn off, and the boy threw it to the ground and stepped on it several times.

The little blond girl was about to cry. She hurriedly knelt down and picked up the broken platycodon flower... which was transplanted by her brother.

A boy also squatted down, but instead of picking up platycodon flowers, he picked up a garden stone, raised his hand high, and threw it hard at the blonde girl.

"monster!"

"Smash you to death!"

"You little monster!

"

When a leading boy spoke up and threw the stone in his hand, the other two children also followed suit.

The stone hit the girl on the head, and blood suddenly oozed from her forehead. The girl ran towards the house while crying, but tripped over a flower pot and fell to the ground.

This group of violent teenagers did not stop, but became even more excited... It turns out that monsters can also be injured!

But soon, the stones were bounced away by an invisible force and fell around the girl. The faces of the three boys were also flushed, as if they were being strangled by the neck.

They were speechless, speechless, and floating in the air... The girl's magic rioted!

Several teenagers were thrown to the ground violently. They scrambled out of the yard through the fence, while the girl was lying on the ground covered in blood.

The wound on her forehead exuded strands of black mist, which was very dull... and quickly dissipated like steam in the sunlight.

The scene soon changed again.

Luo Fei looked up and saw that it was still a small courtyard, but it was no longer the same courtyard as before.

At this time, a young man was sitting under a big tree. He was wearing a lace-collared jacket and had shawl hair. There was a goat standing next to him, lying on the trunk of the tree and trying to eat leaves.

Ariana has grown up a lot. She holds two small wooden boxes and trots up to the boy. She smiles brightly and says:

"Aberforth, this is your birthday present."

Aberforth took a box and when he opened it he found that it was a small goat doll made of goat hair.

"Thank you, Ariana!" Aberforth said with some fondness, and he asked curiously:

"What's the other box?"

The girl's little head and shoulders shook, and she said with a smile: "This is a gift for Albus. When you go to Hogwarts, help me bring it to him..."

"What are you doing for him?" Aberforth said with some dissatisfaction: "I'm not going home during the summer vacation to attend some shitty funeral of Nico Flamel!"

"Of course I have to attend other people's funerals..." Ariana defended her eldest brother.

The girl was sitting under the big tree. She was holding the box and said with some sadness:

"But the summer vacation is almost over, why hasn't Albus come home yet? Isn't he coming back to see Ariana this year?"

"It's okay, I'm at home." Seeing that his sister was in a bad mood, Aberforth quickly comforted her:

"Don't Ariana like to play with me the most?"

"I like Albus too." The girl giggled:

"By the way, Aberforth, you are already eleven years old and will go to school soon. You won't be like your elder brother and won't come back during the summer vacation, right?"

"Of course not... What's so good about Hogwarts? I don't want to go there." Aberforth pouted and said, "I want to stay with you, not like him, I have no conscience!"

"No, I heard from Bathilda that all eleven-year-olds have to go to school, otherwise they will be arrested..." Ariana plucked up the courage and asked:

"Aberforth, will I go to Hogwarts next year? I asked my mother, but she refused to tell me."

Silence.

A long silence.

The girl smiled reluctantly and hummed the nursery rhyme again, but her tears flowed down halfway through the song.

Dumbledore looked at the girl, and tears were also rolling in his eyes.

Rolf closed his eyes, unable to bear to watch this scene.

Aberforth suddenly showed a horrified expression, and saw a black smoke coming out of the girl's body. The smoke became thicker and thicker, and finally turned into a ball of oily substance.

It kept spinning, releasing a powerful energy, and Aberforth flew out...

The scene changed again.

This time the girl was alone.

Eleven-year-old Ariana, after all, did not make it to Hogwarts.

She climbed up a tree and looked at the children running in the village in the distance and the kites flying high in the sky.

The girl did not sing the ballad again, and her face was completely devoid of smile. She stared blankly into the distance.

A terrible roar suddenly came out of the girl's mouth, and black things began to gush out, and the power enveloped her...

The girl hid in the black fog, patted her back gently, and repeated:

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

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(The other chapter will be a little later, probably around two o'clock.)

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