Planeswalkers at Hogwarts

After living in this familiar yet unfamiliar world of Game of Thrones for 12 years, Arya never thought that she would meet a strange yet familiar stranger.

Suddenly feeling the urge to cry, Arya looked at Nolan in front of her and wanted to talk to him about the almost forgotten past.

"Arya, this is Nolan Ait. By the way, he came to Winterfell with Uncle Benjen. Uncle Benjen is with your father."

Jon walked up to Arya and reached out to rub her little head as usual, but she cleverly dodged it.

Arya walked straight in front of Nolan, stretched out her slightly trembling right hand, and spoke in a rather excited tone,

"Hello, I'm Arya Stark."

"Nolan Aite."

The two little hands were clasped together heavily.

Jon was a little confused and looked at his strange sister and Nolan. They looked like they had met each other so late.

Turning his head, Jon looked at Bran and Mia, who were chatting equally passionately. Are children so precocious these days? He suddenly felt so lonely, like a dog that no one wanted.

"Arya, let's take Nolan and the others to the guest room first, and then go see Uncle Benyan. I think you also..."

Jon wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Arya: "Jon, you go to your father first, and I will greet the guests for you."

Jon: ""

Stupid sister, you are so anxious

In this way, Jon was ruthlessly abandoned by his younger brothers and sisters.

Nolan looked at Jon's lonely back, and then looked at Arya. Although he also wanted to ask her about time travel quickly, there was no need to be in such a hurry.

As for?

The four little guys came to the guest room and ignored Nolan's instructions. Little Mia was abducted by Bran as a direwolf, leaving only Nolan and Arya.

"Tell me, who are you, why are you wearing a costume from the Harry Potter world, and how did you come to this Game of Thrones world?"

Listening to Arya's authentic Chinese, Nolan thought he was watching the Mandarin version of the game and was stunned for a moment.

"Can't understand"

This time it was in French, but Nolan still didn't respond.

"An Ningha Sai wishes you well"

"Buckle your dick"

"..."

There are a total of six or seven languages. It is possible that Arya was a top student before, otherwise how could she blow up her room.

"You'd better speak Chinese or English. It's funny to watch you perform."

Arya's face lit up when she heard Nolan's familiar Mandarin from her hometown, and she moved a stool and sat down in front of Nolan.

"Here I go, I thought you were a time traveler from other countries. That's right. After all, time travel is a feature of our great empire. Nolan, can you tell me your story? I have been in Winterfell for 12 years. , I’m almost bored to death.”

Nolan looked at Arya who was getting closer and closer to him. With a wave of his hand, the stool under Arya was moved a long way away.

This hand made Arya jealous to death, and she looked at Nolan with shining eyes.

"This is the Apparition, isn't it? It's the levitating spell, okay. Little brother, you have been in the Harry Potter world for a few years. Is Lao Deng dead? Was Voldemort defeated by you or was he killed by Harry? You know how to soak Hermione..."

It seemed that Arya was really holding back her nerves, and she kept asking such strange questions.

But what the hell is it to get Hermione?

Although he kept complaining about Arya's ideas in his mind, Nolan still smiled, resisted the urge to turn her mouth to stone, and listened to her quietly.

About 5 minutes later, Arya stood up from the stool with a thirsty mouth, poured a cup of tea and handed it to Nolan, while she drank heavily from the kettle.

The word elegance is fully reflected in Arya, and it has nothing to do with it.

After filling a large pot of water, Arya sat back on the stool with satisfaction and looked at Nolan quietly, just like the girl next door waiting for his answer quietly for years.

Nolan put the cup on the table aside and began his performance.

"I just entered the third grade at Hogwarts. Sirius escaped from prison. The Ministry of Magic sent dementors to hunt him down. They haven't been caught yet. As for Old Deng, he is alive and well. That faceless man Voldemort doesn't know. Hiding in some corner, as for Hermione, we don't know each other very well. I know magic..."

It was another 5 classic minutes, and then Nolan grabbed the silver cup on the side and drank the entire glass of water in one gulp.

The corners of Arya's mouth trembled slightly, and then she covered her face with her hands. Arya's face felt hot when she thought of her tomboyish behavior just now.

so embarrassing

It was shameful to hear that Nolan had done nothing in the wizarding world, not even Hermione. When she thought of this, Arya couldn't stop smiling.

Nolan looked at Arya, wondering why she was covering her face. It wasn't until she laughed that he realized that this girl was laughing at him.

"Hey, don't go too far."

"I'm sorry, I couldn't hold it back, hahaha, you actually...hahaha...cough...cough"

Arya choked on her own laughter and kept coughing.

Nolan looked at her suppressed red face and couldn't bear the thought of her laughing until she coughed to death, so he took out his wand and cast a cough suppressant on her body, and Arya's breathing became smoother immediately.

"I suspect this is how you traveled through time. You'll die laughing before you wear it again."

Arya didn't dare to laugh anymore and looked at Nolan with shame.

"No, you are really laughing to death."

The little girl nodded with a red face. She was indeed choked to death.I was watching a domestic drama in the middle of the night, eating something in the middle of the night, and choked to death because of the ridiculous plot.

"Haha, there is such a hasty time travel, haha"

Seeing that Nolan was about to have a fit, Arya quickly covered his mouth and begged him not to laugh at her.

"Everyone takes a step back, let's stop talking about each other, hold on tight and don't laugh."

After a fight, Nolan and Arya both came to a certain understanding and reached a good consensus:

If it weren't for the sake of fellow villagers, they would have beaten him and her long ago.

"What's the origin of your wand?"

Arya looked at the wand in Nolan's hand with envy, wishing she had one too.

"Pine wood, unicorn tail hair, eleven inches long, by Ollivanders."

"It's so good, you can let me touch you"

Upon hearing this, Nolan stopped playing with the wand, looked at Arya meaningfully, and did not immediately hand the wand to her.

"Why, you can't even let me touch you, you stingy guy."

Arya didn't care at all that Nolan was staring at her and kept mumbling,

"I don't know magic, and you're still afraid that I'll steal your wand..."

"makes sense."

Nolan's expression relaxed, and then he handed the wand in his hand to Arya.

Seeing Nolan lowering his guard and handing over the wand, Arya's face lit up with joy. She quickly stretched out her hand to take the wand, looking left and right with joy.

"The real thing is different. The workmanship and material are much better than the souvenirs I bought before. Hey, Nolan, tell me if I can recite a spell and it will be successful."

Arya raised her wand in her right hand and pointed it at Nolan seriously.

"Forget it all"

It was a very authentic spell. Seeing Arya holding the wand in conjunction with the spell of the Oblivion Curse, Nolan's heart skipped a beat and his breath suddenly stopped.

However, nothing happened, and the wand stayed quietly in Arya's hand like a useless stick.

"Tch, that's too boring."

"I'm destined to be Muggle material."

Arya pouted, and then handed the wand back to Nolan. Although she looked relieved, Nolan could still tell that Arya had something different about her.

The attraction of magic is undoubted, especially for modern people like Arya who have seen it in movies. Unfortunately, she travels through the world of Game of Thrones, and magic is not common.

The joy of meeting the fellow villagers gradually faded away, and Arya gradually resumed her identity as the second daughter of the Stark family. She greeted Nolan for a few words and prepared to leave.

As soon as Arya stepped out of the door, Nolan's words stopped her in her tracks.

"Travelers more or less have a golden finger, do you have one?"

Arya turned back with a slight smile on her face, said, "Guess" and left the room without looking back.

Nolan stared at her leaving back, and he probably had a guess in his mind. This girl must have a golden finger. As for what it was, Nolan couldn't think of it. Maybe it was better than his own Wheel of the World.

After leaving the guest room, Arya changed the happy look on her face. She didn't understand why Nolan, a strange fellow countryman, gave up Hogwarts and came to the world of Game of Thrones. How did he leave the world of Harry Potter and stay in Hogwart? Wouldn't it be nice to be a good student, stand in Harry's team, and send Deng and Voldemort away in one fell swoop?

A stream of ice-blue water flashed in Arya's hand, exuding inexplicable magical power, deep and cold.

Nolan in the room felt the magical atmosphere not far outside the room, with a smile on his lips.

It turns out that you can also do magic.

Nolan is looking forward to Arya's performance even more.

Arya walks across the school grounds and sees her father Ned and a thin man in black, who is her uncle Benjen.

When Benyan saw Arya, he couldn't help but quicken his pace, ran to Arya, and hugged her.

"Arya, you've grown so tall, haha."

"Uncle Bunyan"

"Ned, it seems Arya still remembers my uncle."

Ned looked at Benjen holding his daughter happily, and while he was happy in his heart, he couldn't help but feel sorry for his brother to become a night watchman.

"Arya, you go back first, and we will have a good chat in the evening. Then I will tell you about the scenery outside the Great Wall."

Benyan put Arya down, patted her little head lovingly, and then walked with Ned to the guest room where Nolan was.

Looking at Benyan's back, Arya could clearly feel the breath of the sword on his waist. It was basically the same as the one contained in her body, but there was a little difference.

The development of things seems to have changed