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Text Chapter 4 Don¡¯t make girls cry (1/3)

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    There is a saying that Phillip has always felt makes sense.  Especially when the girl started crying in front of him, he felt that the person who said this sentence definitely had great wisdom that others could not match.

    For example

    My own father.

    Thinking of this, Phillip wanted to laugh. When he thought of his father surrounded by three mothers at home, he wanted to laugh. But before he could laugh, another question was already placed in front of him.  .

    That is, what should I do now?

    Apologize, or act stupid?  Phillip was a little confused now. What should he do if he couldn't think of a way? Phillip was full of confidence.

    That¡¯s asking for help!

    A piece of parchment was spread out in front of Philip. The quill still had traces of ink on it, which had not been removed.  The fire in the fireplace was also crackling, as if mocking Philip, who was exhausted from writing.

    Gritting his teeth and holding the quill in his hand, Philip scratched his head depressedly, as if he could come up with a good idea if he just opened his head.

    ten minutes¡­¡­

    twenty minutes¡­¡­

    thirty minutes¡­¡­

    Half an hour passed, and Philip looked at the parchment in front of him helplessly.  Not a word was written on it, except for looking up.

    "Dad."

    Apart from these two words, there is nothing.

    "I should be in Hufflepuff or Gryffindor. I really shouldn't be assigned to Ravenclaw" Philip frowned when he thought of this.  He has already thought of a way to make a girl happy, which is actually no different from making a mother happy But

    ?? Phillip just couldn¡¯t make up his mind. Although he already had a thousand ideas in his little head, he just couldn¡¯t make up his mind

    After thinking about it, Phillip suddenly rolled his eyes, just like Alex, he picked up the pen, made two flourishes, crossed out the name on his head, and wrote the name of another person.

    "Aunt Gabrielle."

    After Philip wrote these five words, he immediately stopped and looked at it carefully. After thinking about it again and again, he decided that it would be better to continue writing.

    "I made a girl cry, and I don't know what to do now Although she is not very good-looking, I think she is well, I don't think she is very nice either. She always feels like she is trying to kill me.  It's the same as before, I really can't imagine how falling to the ground offended her"

    After writing so many words, Philip was suddenly stunned. A boy said bad things about girls behind their backs. This seemed a bit unrighteous. Not only was it not unreasonable, but it also seemed a bit unmanly

    Thinking of this, Philip took out another chapter of parchment and stared at the paper with all his attention, as if his eyes could set the parchment on fire in the next second.

    "I have to write in a subtle way so that it cannot be seen that I am dissatisfied with Avra Besides, I didn't mean it on purpose. I have to make it appear that I am more generous, so that even if my father and Mother Furong read the letter I wrote,  , and won¡¯t be angry.¡±

    After thinking about it, Philip started writing word for word on the parchment again.

    ¡°Dear Aunt Gabrielle:

    I am Philip.  I haven¡¯t seen you for a long time. Dad misses you very much, and so do I.  "

    Stopping writing, Philip looked at the words he had written proudly and nodded with satisfaction. This is how it should be written.

    "I've been a little confused recently. If a girl likes a boy, will she treat this boy differently, that is, differently from the people around her For example, she may particularly hate him, but in fact she still feels it in her heart.  Like him."

    As he wrote this, Philip slowly stopped.  He held the quill in his hand and circled it, and his eyes lit up again.

    "I'm not saying that a girl in school really likes me. I'm just curious as to why a girl would target someone for no reason. What should I do if I accidentally make this girl sad?  ?Apologise to her directly? I don't want to cause misunderstanding, I just want to be friends with her."

    your nephew

    Philip Stoker

    "Yeah!" Philip looked at the letter he had written and nodded with satisfaction.  In his opinion, this letter was vague enough and did not reveal his scandal at all. When the time came, he would only need to refer to the letter returned by Aunt Gabrielle and revise it accordingly.

      Thinking of this, Philip could no longer restrain his inner impulse. He rolled up the parchment in his hand and threw it into the burning fireplace next to him, not forgetting to sprinkle a touch of green Floo powder on it.

    With a "coax" sound, the flame jumped up and turned green.

    ¡°One Champs Elys¨¦es!¡±

    Philip shouted loudly into the flames.

    With a sudden sound, the flames swallowed up the entire parchment.

    ¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª

    Night, No. 1 Champs Elys¨¦es.

    This is the former residence of Fleur, the savior of the magical world, Alex's wife.

    ??At least that¡¯s what they say when promoting it to the outside world.  But now Fleur no longer lives here.  There is only one girl who is eight years older than Fleur living here.

    The girl is not young anymore. She just graduated from Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry last year.  She is only eighteen years old this year, but her heart is not full of longing for the future like other eighteen-year-old girls.

    A person¡¯s psychological aspect, once he has someone else, it is enough to tell himself to forget about this person.  But I still think of it without thinking when I don¡¯t know it.

    It¡¯s like now¡­

    Gabrielle stared blankly at the parchment in front of her and the signature on the paper.

    ??Philip Stoker.

    She didn¡¯t pay attention to the first three words, but all her eyes fell on the last three words.

    ¡°Stoke¡­this surname seems to Gabrielle to have a more familiar name.

    ? Alexander Stock, or Alex

    Thinking of this, Gabrielle couldn't help but shook her head and raised the parchment in her hand.  She was curious as to why Phillip would think of sending this letter to herself.

    and¡­¡­

    Gabrielle looked at what was written in the letter and couldn't help laughing.  Every girl has a dreamlike memory, which is just her own memory.  It was forcibly sealed by her.

    Because the more she touches it, the more she can't help but think about it, and the more she thinks about it, the more she can't help but the impulse in her heart, the wildest impulse that she doesn't even dare to say.

    ¡°Brother-in-law¡­ or rather¡­ a boy from the Stoke family¡­¡±

    Gabrielle¡¯s wand lightly touched the parchment. She knew that Hogwarts has been short of a magic texts professor this year.  She also knew that the principal of Hogwarts had invited her.

    The most important thing is

    She knew he would go.

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    You read that right.  .  .  This is the extra.  .  .  It's a promise.  .  .  .  At twelve o'clock in the evening, two more will be released.  .  .

    Uh-huh.  .  .  I would like to thank Teacher Toyama for his help with the novel.  .  .

    Then I wish Teacher Yuanshan a happy birthday.  .  .
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