Harry Potter and the Virtue of Miss Potter

“Brother.” Wu Mu stared out the car window, her eyes vacant, as if she were immersed in her own world. She felt that all of this was like a long and illusory dream, from meeting Yi Long to boarding the train home now, everything seemed so unreal.

"What's wrong, Aymu?" Harry was sitting across from Aymu. Hearing her soft murmur, he turned around and asked with concern.

"Do you think... this could all be a dream?" Wu Mu murmured to himself, his gaze still fixed on the scenery outside the car window.

As the train slowly rounded a corner, Hogwarts Castle appeared right in front of their carriage window, seemingly right before their eyes. Wumu unconsciously reached out and gently touched the cold glass, as if trying to touch that mysterious castle.

"Of course not, how could it be a dream?" Despite harboring similar doubts deep down, Harry answered firmly. He, too, felt that this past year had been like a dream.

As night slowly descended, the sky was gradually shrouded in darkness, and the earth fell into a state of tranquility. The meadow swayed gently in the breeze, as if telling its story. The babbling brook, though its clear, melodious sound was inaudible, seemed to be playing a beautiful melody for the meadow. In the distance, the forest, illuminated by the night, appeared even more mysterious and enigmatic. The tall, straight trees, their branches intertwined, formed a green ocean.

On the grass, some unnamed wildflowers swayed gently in the breeze, releasing a faint fragrance. These wildflowers, though not as vibrant as roses or as opulent as peonies, possess their own unique charm. With their beauty, they add life and vitality to this meadow.

Along the stream, some small animals were playing and frolicking in the water. They were swimming, leaping on the bank, or darting through the grass. Although it was so dark outside that they could hardly be seen, the scene was surprisingly lively.

In the distant forest, some birds perched on branches. Perhaps they were preening their feathers, perhaps they were playing with each other, or perhaps they were quietly observing everything around them.

The meadows, streams, and distant forests under the night sky create a beautiful picture. This picture allows people to feel the wonder and beauty of nature, as well as the power and meaning of life.

"Wow! Woomu! You'll love this spell!" Hermione exclaimed, patting Woomu's shoulder with delight as she continued reading.

The book prominently displays the words "Reducto (to be crushed to pieces)".

Harry and Ron, just like last time, bought a bunch of snacks and were having a great time.

The two relatively quiet girls occasionally needed to accept the snacks they were offered.

"Wu Mu, you love chocolate the most."

Hermione, would you like some of this?

"I like this flavor, try it!"

Wu Mu: That's great... I really am at Hogwarts, and my first year is over, it really is... like a dream.

The playful and innocent girl looked out the window, a slight smile playing on her lips. Her long hair cascaded freely over her shoulders and back, and her short-sleeved shirt casually revealed her fair and slender arms.

She rested her head against the glass and slowly closed her eyes.