In the summer of 1991, Ellison met Hermione at Flourish and Blotts Bookstore. She accidentally gave Hermione her last copy of Standard Spells.
Ten years later, on Christmas Day, under the evergreen trees of Randlett Manor, Ellison knelt down on one knee: "You, Hermione Granger, are you willing to be my wife, Ellison Randlett?"
We met in seven months, knew each other in seven years, and stayed together for the rest of our lives.
(The following is the author's nonsense)
I have always liked Rowling's books, but I really felt that Ron was not good enough for Hermione, so I made a heroine myself.
My writing is not good, please give me some advice.
Because I am a high school party member, I am relatively slow to update the article. I hope to complete the first year during the summer vacation for everyone to read.