All Heavens: Transfer Students at Hogwarts

Chapter 99 Do you want to change your name to Malika?

The summer holidays are coming, and the train to London is walking across the fields under the clear and warm sunshine.

The little wizards at Hogwarts were very happy. Everyone was desperately looking for something to say to their friends around them. The classmates who used to be quiet and silent in school became talkative. They agreed not to lose contact with each other during the summer vacation, and that they must keep in touch and share all the interesting things in life with each other.

Except for the seventh graders, most of the cubicles they were in were quiet. Everyone seemed to have nothing to say when they were together, and there was no need to say anything anymore. This summer vacation is just a short separation for students in other grades. For them, there may never be such a joyful reunion in the future. All the experiences in student days can only become memories for the rest of my life. One ordinary afternoon, the corner of my mouth suddenly curled up.

As the train approached London, everyone changed out of their wizard robes into refreshing summer clothes.

When we reached the platform, the sky was already dark, and there was a slight chill in the atmosphere of summer dusk.

Students pass through the ticket gates in twos and threes.Everyone bid farewell outside the station gate. Linde once again saw the Dursley family's bad attitude towards Harry, but the boy didn't seem to mind it at all. Instead, he smiled sincerely and thanked his uncle's family.

Everyone's family situation is different.Neville was also going back to his oppressive home.The Grangers waved to Hermione from afar.Mrs. Weasley took her youngest daughter, Ginny, and greeted the children happily as soon as she saw them.

Lind put his hands in his pockets, and there were many people saying goodbye to him. After the fun was over, he was alone again.

"Hey! Linde!" A light female voice called him.

An unexpected acquaintance hurriedly ran into the waiting crowd at the station, it was the Finger Witch.

"How did you come?"

"I know you're out of school." The Finger Witch winked at him gently.

Linde smiled and said, "Thank you for coming to pick me up. I happen to be homeless."

"Come and rest in my apartment. I made the sheets in the guest room yesterday."

"Do you still run a bakery?"

"Yes, business is okay."

According to the agreement, Linde will visit the Finger Witch every month.The two are old friends.

She lived alone in London. After Linde left, she lived alone in the apartment for two days, wondering what kind of job she should find. Three meals a day consist of Mother’s Pride brand cheap white bread, paired with a bottle of bilberry jam, both purchased at the supermarket half a street away. She tried to find a job as a caregiver in a hospital but was turned down because she lacked relevant skills.

Later, she often went to the library and tried to learn nursing skills.

During the days when I was studying in the library, I passed by a bakery every day. Business was deserted, and she was the only customer during lunch time. The owner of the bakery was a somewhat mean widowed old lady. Both of her husbands died during World War II. Her deepest memory of the war was the screams of bombers over London, and her only child starved to death.

The Finger Witch paid for the bakery. Although the owner is not friendly, she likes the bread here.

After changing to a young and beautiful female owner, the business of the bakery improved immediately.

Lind often entrusts Kali to look after the Finger Witch secretly, and he will come to visit when he is not busy. Running a bakery is not always smooth sailing, and you will encounter troubles of one kind or another. It’s overwhelming when business is good, but it’s also very unbearable when business is quiet. Those men who linger outside the door all day long, unable to leave, are mostly envious of the beauty of the fingered witch and want to win her favor. This has caused a lot of trouble.

The Finger Witch obeyed Linde's instructions and seldom went out at night, except that one day she accidentally left the key in the bakery, and was robbed by a group of villains on the way back and forth.That time, it was the house-elf who helped her in the dark.The Finger Witch didn't take this matter to heart, and didn't mention it to anyone, but just bought a second-hand car with a loan.

After picking up Linde at the train station, she first drove to a nearby large supermarket to purchase ingredients for the next few days. As soon as she returned to the apartment, she went into the kitchen to make dinner.This capable modern woman's temperament is amazing.

The decoration in the apartment is very simple, almost no personal items can be seen, and everything is neat and tidy.Turn on the TV casually, and it happens to be playing "Mr. Bean".Linde sat on the sofa and felt that although such a life was not magical, it was also very interesting.

The Finger Witch's best dish is mixed vegetable stew. She has never bought a recipe. She often buys it at random in the supermarket, picks out some ingredients that she likes, puts them in a pot and stews them in batches, and finally cooks them. Season simply. She disliked prepared meals and there were no canned goods in sight in the kitchen.

She brought a pot of red soup to the table, put a basket of bread on it, and it was time for dinner. The two people sat across from each other, holding bread in one hand and a ladle in the other, sharing food around the soup pot.

"Thank you for your labor."

"Is it tasty?"

Linde nodded and brought the topic to the finger witch, "Did you remember anything?"

"No. However, I would like to change my name."

"Annie is too common a name, isn't it?"

"No, I like it very much, but I want to change it to a more interesting one." The Finger Witch hesitated, "I want to change my name to Malika."

Linde was startled, "Are you sure? Why?"

"I just thought the name was catchy."

Linde said: "I need to check you later."

"What about the name change?"

"You just have to make your own decision. I can't control you. Speaking of which, I'm just a homeless person who makes a living with you. If I don't agree, you can drive me away."

"Linde, where are you going this summer vacation?" Malika seemed to breathe a long sigh of relief, and spoke more easily, "Do you want to work in a bakery with me? Homeless people can also have a job Well."

"Sounds interesting." At this time, Linde answered a phone call from Winterfort.

Brelina said on the other end of the phone: "The Dragonborn is going to hold a peace meeting and wants the Empire and the Stormcloaks to suspend the war so that he can concentrate on dealing with Alduin."

"This is a good thing. If he needs anything, I'll help him if I can."

"The Dragonborn would like to meet you. He learns things really fast, and there is not much left in Winterhold that can be taught to him." Brelina smiled, "He almost broke your record."

"Guys like Dragonborn are unreasonable. He is a born hero, and maybe he will become an emperor. I really should meet him. Maybe I will leave the task of maintaining world peace to him in the future. A peaceful Skyrim province would be beneficial to the development of Winterhold."

"Please come back when you are free."

Lind put down the phone and returned to the dining table. Malika had been waiting for him and asked softly: "Are you leaving?"

"How come. Sleep here at least one night."

Malika smiled warmly, "Eat quickly. The soup will be cold soon."

After dinner, they leaned on the sofa and watched TV. "Mr. Bean" is indeed a good show. Linde actually prefers to watch "Yes, Minister", but Malika doesn't like it.

It was dark outside the window.

Malika yawned, went to take a bath, and came out of the bathroom wiping her wet hair.

"Come here." Linde asked Malika to come over, and then pulled out her soul.