Altar of the Heavens of Harry Potter

"Canaan, have you packed up? We are about to leave."

"It's almost time, mother." Canaan inside the house looked at the heavy snow outside the window and shook his head.

"Mom, why do we have to go out under such heavy snow? You can wait a few days for the snow to stop, and we will go out again." Canaan took his red hat and rubbed his red hands.

"Mother doesn't have so many vacations, we have to move when we come back. And your Auntie Jenny has been urging us for a long time, but I didn't expect it to snow so much today." Helen responded hurriedly. Then he stuffed two large boxes of red wine into the compartment.

"Okay, come up soon, your father has been waiting for a long time."

"Ok."

After just Christmas, Canaan thought that there would be a few days off, but did not expect her mother to temporarily decide to visit friends. I heard that she was a good friend in college.

Lincoln watched his son listlessly sit in the car. Sighed.

Does he know that this party is not what he said before. Just because his wife sent his son's book to many friends, he didn't know what happened, so he had this party. Even he had to give up the hard-won vacation and was used as a driver.

Seeing that Canaan and Helen had entered the car, Lincoln stopped thinking about it and quickly started the old black car.

"Canaan, remember to be polite when you go there, and call Aunt Jenny and Uncle Wendell. Also remember to give them your book, I have wrapped it in a gift box. They have been looking forward to the plot for a long time." Helen Say quickly.

I have to say that the Marvel series of books have been selling well in the past few days, and it has spread all over the UK. I heard that the publishers are already preparing to translate and sell them in many countries. However, several subsequent books were printed first, so Helen was used as a gift.

"Okay, mother, but can we rush back at night?"

"Driving at night is too dangerous. We will squeeze at your Aunt Jenny's house at night. But there is a little girl in their family. You may want to sleep with her." Helen looked back at Canaan with a smile and blinked Blink.

"Son, come on, early love is not impossible, dad supports you." Lincoln interjected and laughed.

After seeing the ridicule of Mom and Dad, Canaan laughed a few times and stopped responding. He turned to look at the snow scene outside the window.

Driven for about three hours, the car came to a small town. Canaan looked up, and every household seemed to have a small courtyard plus three floors. The architectural style is slightly different from that of London. There are many open spaces. From a distance, it is more holy and quiet under the snow.

"Okay, here we are, Canaan, straighten your hat, and tidy up your collar. Make a good impression."

Looking at the mother who was preparing clothes for Dad, Canaan moved a bit stiff, and sighed with sorrow.

"Ding Ding Ding"

"Ka" With the door bell ringing, the door was opened quickly.

"Helen, Lincoln, I haven't seen you for a long time. The last time I saw you was at the wedding!" There was a tall blond woman greeted by a big hug.

"Come in, you are all frozen, and hot cocoa and desserts are prepared in the room."

"Is this our little genius writer! It looks so beautiful!" The blonde looked at Canaan aside. Holding a gift box, blushing, although wearing a rustic hat, but can not stop the handsome appearance of Canaan, perfectly inherited the advantages of parents.

Although it is true that he is handsome, the praise of Aunt Jenny still made Canaan happy, and he no longer complained about staying in the snow for a long time.

"Pretty Auntie Jenny, just call me Canaan." Canaan did not mean her praises very well.

"Okay, handsome little Canaan, really a polite little guy." Jenny rubbed Canaan's little face.

"Sweetie, Eh, Hermione, come down, your favorite writer brother is here." Jenny shouted upstairs again.

"Little Sweet!" Canaan was completely attracted by these three words, not paying attention to the next two words at all. Really interesting breast name.

"She has loved sweets since she was a child, we called her Xiao Tian Tian, ​​but after understanding, she did not want us to call it." Jenny explained with a laugh.

"There is a patient with a toothache. Wendell went to help. He should come back later, don't care about him. You eat some dessert first and try my craft."

Canaan sat on the sofa near the stove, ate a few bites of cake, sweet and delicious, and took a big sip of hot cocoa, dispelling most of the chill from his body, so cool! I like! Much better than mom's craftsmanship.

Seeing that there was no movement upstairs, Jenny blinked to Canaan and said, "Canaan, can you help me call Xiao Tiantian?"

"This little girl loves reading, and then forgets the time."

"Okay, Aunt Jenny."

Canaan came upstairs, and the door was half open in a room with bright lights.

Stepped forward, a little girl was lying on the desk, making small snoring sounds, with a book under her hands, the first part of the Marvel series.

Seems to be my little fan, but are you afraid of getting cold? Canaan thought to himself.

what is this? Canaan picked up a pencil on the table with an exquisite Rapunzel on it, which still looked beautiful.

He took it in his hands, curiously, and exerted a little force.

Snapped--

In the silent room, the sound of the broken pencil is particularly harsh!

Canaan stayed for a while, and under his "great power," the princess came directly away from the pen.

broken? So unreliable!

Canaan, who was about to destroy the corpse, greeted an angry look, and found that the little girl who was awake somehow looked at him with red eyes.

"That, Xiao Tian Tian, ​​I'm your Canaan brother ..." Canaan smiled kindly.

The words didn't finish. The little girl's eyes were red, her mouth wide open, revealing two prominent front teeth. Then wowed and cried out, the tears rushed.

Hermione just woke up and saw a boy with a crimson hat, broke her favorite Christmas gift, and called her with a wry smile, sweetie! !

"Wow! You pay me Snow White! Ooo!"

"Don't cry, don't cry, I'll pay you, my brother will go back and buy a big Snow White doll for you, OK?"

"I don't want it, I want the pen my father bought me, you are a bad person." The little girl said while wiping her tears.

Why are six-year-olds so hard to coax?

"Good, brother will buy it for you later, okay?"

"Ooooooo."

After the incident, Canaan was rigorous, sincerely apologized to the little girl repeatedly, and promised many gifts, and promised to give her the new book Harry Potter to be conceived as soon as possible. Only then ended the tragedy.

As for the expected sleep, Canaan said that she wanted more. The bed in the little girl's room was a bunk bed, and Canaan was honored to sleep in the upper bunk.

Does Aunt Jenny want to have a second child?

Early the next morning, the Canaan family was ready to leave for home.

Hermione stood outside the door and waved her hand, "Big scoundrel, remember my gift and book ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ Okay, sweet." Canaan grinned back, and for a night, he I know that the little girl hates people calling her Xiaotiantian the most.

......

While the holiday had not yet passed, the Canaan family quickly sorted out the debris in the home and prepared to move to a new residence.

"33 Lizhen Road, this is the place." Lincoln drove the car to the door skillfully, followed by a large truck, pulling the furniture.

"Let's help move the furniture in," Lincoln asked some temporary workers and ordered.

At this time, Canaan sitting in the car felt that someone seemed to be staring at him. He looked back. On the second floor of a room across from him, a thin little boy with glasses and unkempt hair looked here.

I wear glasses at such a small age, is it a waste to grow up? Canaan thought maliciously.

It is estimated that the movement of the house is too big, and the neighbors are noisy. Canaan didn't think too much, he was recently preparing to conceive his new book, the Harry Potter series.

The Marvel series has been sold for almost a week now, and hundreds of thousands of sets have been sold all over the UK. Only 9 years old, Canaan has become a household genius writer. Although he is still a minor, Canaan also has a large amount of pounds that can be squandered freely. It is estimated that various copyright fees will also receive hand cramps in the future.

"It seems that life has been lonely like snow without much effort." Bathed in the sunlight through the car window, Canaan lay lazily on the car seat.

"Invincible, so lonely!"

Snapped! A large hand waved and Canaan was awakened directly.

"Stinky boy, what do you want! Come and help, your father and I are almost exhausted."

"And how to arrange the furniture in your room, tell some uncles in advance."

"Oh! Got it!"