Time witchcraft

5

Penny never used the handkerchief that came with the letter.

She used an exquisite box to keep the handkerchief properly—the box also contained a big-name lipstick she had saved up to buy, and the most satisfying gift she received on her birthday. The most precious things in her twelve years of life were all concentrated in this small box, and now she put the handkerchief in it.

Because it was a gift from someone else, and even this person claimed to be her friend, it was right to pay attention to the gift of a friend, and she deserved it. Penny told herself so. The more times I persuade myself, it seems that I gradually accept my own value, and I no longer feel embarrassed and guilty, and I no longer feel that I have taken something that does not belong to me.

She sat at the table many times, looking at the handkerchief over and over again by the light of the lamp on the table. It looked normal—white cotton material, boxy, soft to the touch, good quality—but it was nothing more than the kind she could buy. The only difference was the name embroidered in gold thread in the corner, Penny Evans, Penny had never seen the letters of her name look so good.

He said it was done with the help of magic - how did he do it? There was a magic that would shoot needles and thread from a wand and automatically weave the cloth in the way he wanted? Lily didn't do that... this Is it some kind of magic? Anyway, it sounds practical.

Penny carefully touched the gold thread on the handkerchief (she had to wash her hands carefully before touching each time), rubbing her fingertips on it repeatedly. She didn't know what she wanted to touch from it, maybe it was the faint remnant of that magic? Unfortunately, she found nothing every time.

But it's not quite right to say that. Petunia opened the drawer on the side of the desk, and the letter lay there quietly, not suddenly disappearing or turning into a frog or something just because she checked it from time to time. It stayed there exactly, representing a friendship that reached out to her.

That person is gentle and friendly, and although he is a wizard, he does not look down on anyone because of his special abilities. Penny thought of the hurried side they saw at the station, they looked at the scarlet steam train in front of them together, and although one was about to board and the other was about to leave, at that moment they stood side by side, As if there was no difference.

At that time, the expression on his face if he wanted to cry or not must be very ugly. Penny suddenly thought of this inadvertently, then took a sharp breath and raised her hand to cover her forehead in annoyance.

Eli doesn't know anything about Penny's little troubles. He hadn't received a new letter from Penny, but even his family wouldn't write letter after letter. It would be nice to be able to get in touch when the need arises, and he was inexplicably certain that Penny would write to him again. Although they were still not very familiar with each other's personalities and people, Eli was quite confident in his presumed conclusions.

If he must say the reason, he probably thinks that Penny is brave enough - expressing her rejection and resistance clearly and fiercely is a kind of bravery, and it is also a kind of bravery to try to communicate with the magic world who has already felt rejection. Although she could not say that she used the right method and attitude, and could not even maintain a good relationship with her wizard sister, Eli felt that one cannot always demand that others do everything well, and communication depends on both parties s hard work.

So he gave her the address of his home, even though it drew overzealous questions from his parents - Mr Smith was curious how he got a pen pal, Mrs Smith was surprised he was writing to a Muggle , said very bluntly that although she did not intend to interfere with her son's emotional problems, and she was not a wizard who was prejudiced against Muggles (or would not have married a Muggle), she believed that her son was now involved in these matters. It's too early to think about it, at least until after the fourth grade.