[Hp]magic Has Not Given up on You

Please collect the original words "Give me a morning star" and "Limited sunset" ~ . September 1, 1971, King's Cross station, platform nine and three-quarters. The two sisters of the Evans family had just had a big quarrel, and Lily boarded the train wiping her tears. Snape hurriedly passed by the private rooms, looking for her. Penny stayed on the platform, her face still filled with resentment and hatred, and she angrily grabbed her parents' arms. "Let's go quickly!" She screamed to her parents, "there are all monsters here-" "In fact, it's not that scary." Someone not far away suddenly interrupted, "Although sometimes my mother will call me little troll... But I think what people say when they are angry is always a bit excessive." Petunia was startled, turned her head sharply, and faced the young wizard's friendly smile. "Eli Smith." He said, shaking the hand holding the wand, conjuring a white handkerchief out of thin air and handing it over. "I think you need this - do girls always pay so much attention to their appearance? When I can't wipe my tears, I can even endure the feeling of wanting to cry." . Eli × Petunia, half-blood wizard × purebred Muggle. Twenty years later, Penny could still blurt out the few words she overheard as a child. The attraction of magic to people is irresistible. The door to this wonderful world will never be opened to ordinary people. Being lucky enough to have a glimpse of it is more painful than knowing nothing about it. Give ordinary people another possibility. One person's kindness can change everything. Magic has not given up on you. . Tips: The male protagonist does not travel through time and does not have an omniscient perspective. Penny is not perfect, but she will get better little by little. From the parent generation to the offspring generation, the time span is long and the plot is slow and intense The characters of the original work follow the original work, no exaggeration or criticism Free and not v, generate electricity with love, welcome to collect the author's other v articles · Original new pit: now available "Give Me a Morning Star" and "Limited Sunset" are welcome to pre-order~ . ———————— Continuation text: "Give Me the Morning Star" ———————— . "Later, everyone said that I was precious, dazzling, and sparkling, but my star was once stepped into the mud and waited for a long time for a miracle, and finally it rose again in your palm." . Ning Yaoxi became famous on the Internet for her supporting role in a movie at the age of fifteen, and she wanted to sign her to the entertainment company to get a head start. Everyone said that she was about to embark on a dazzling stardom. Only Qi Yun, a fledgling agent at the time, took one look at her and said that she was on the wrong track. Eight years later, Qi Yun and the artists he led turned against each other, stirring up half of the entertainment industry. However, Ning Yaoxi has become a thirty-eight-line loser who has been out of fashion for many years. She is in huge debts. The company has clearly informed her that she will not renew her contract and will soon return to her ordinary life. When Qi Yun stopped her from recommending herself, Qi Yun looked her up and down and asked casually: "Why, because I just got rid of a smart-aleck snobbery, I seem to be willing to sign something innocent and sweet?" "I am not the artists you led before." Ning Yaoxi said, "Five years ago you said in an interview that your dream was to personally bring out a peerless superstar who would reach the top of the entertainment industry. I think this person should be me." . Walking side by side, achieving each other's achievements, the flames of war are born from now on, and we start to be queens today. . Later, when Ning Yaoxi became famous, she was asked about her relationship with Qi Yun during an interview. Ning Yaoxi smiled and said: "I am the only one who can sell Qi Yun and let him worry about whether my sale is worth it." Qi Yun, who was sitting next to her, had a reputation as a ferocious and powerful ghost, resounding throughout the circle. At this moment, everyone in the studio was looking at him in surprise as if he had seen a ghost. His expression did not change and he pretended not to hear. "From the day he became my agent, he became one of my own." Ning Yaoxi said, "He is my knight and my confidant." . He overcame obstacles for me and was invincible for me. This bright future in life is only complete if we walk side by side with you. . ———————— Continuation text: "Limited Sunset" ———————— . Jiang Sitang was so unconscious when he was doing the questions that he felt hopeless and angry. He asked Chen Ziyu angrily: "Tell me, how much will it cost before you are willing to transplant your brain to me? I have the money, just ask me the price." Chen Ziyu buried his head in the mountains and seas and said without raising his head: "Then you have to clear out the useless mush in your brain first, otherwise there will be no place to put the knowledge I transplanted." Unless we go back to the drawing board and rebuild it, isn't it completely hopeless? Jiang Sitang sighed and knocked his head on the table in despair. . "Chen Ziyu, there is a gap of three hundred points between me and you." She said, "I'm trying hard, but it's too difficult and too late. If I make some progress, you will go further forward. It seems that I will never be able to catch up." Chen Ziyu's pen tip was still moving, and his tone was light: "Isn't there a three million difference between you and me? It's a huge disparity, and it's very urgent. Even if I stop even a little bit, I always feel like it's too late." . Ah. Jiang Sitang shook his head: "But actually, not only do I not have the three hundred points, but I also don't have the three million. Our family..." "I know." Chen Ziyu interrupted her, looked down at the test paper, and said calmly, "But I want you to have these." . At dusk before self-study at the age of seventeen, Jiang Sitang lay on his desk and saw the most beautiful sunset in his life. The slanting light coated Chen Ziyu with a warm halo. He leaned toward her with the future in mind, and the tip of his pen blossomed on the test paper. . A scholar from a poor family × a poor student from a wealthy family × a good boy from another family × a rumored bad girl The age of innocence, slow time, small town stories, walking through the turbulent youth, holding hands to spend the morning and dusk . Intention: Kindness will change everyone