Chapter 793: Hogwarts Learning Panel Chapter 341

It lay on a rising mist ball and inadvertently discovered a small hole in the wooden door, in which there was a pair of bright, mischievous eyes.

"I understand."

Newt, as if holding great determination, knocked on the door three times gently.

The door opened with a "creak."

Facing him was a face with a smile like a flower, and Newt was stunned at the first moment.

"The legend of the boundary is true—the good luck black cat is knocking on the door."

Leta naturally hugged the black cat from the mist ball in front of Newt, just like they had done before,

"I didn't expect that even if you were dead, you would still be welcomed by magical creatures."

"Please put me down."

The black cat struggled and said.

"Sorry."

Leta was startled and let the black cat hide on Newt's shoulder.

"Leta..."

The elderly Newt just repeated this name simply; the appearance of his friend in front of him was exactly the same as the photo in his suitcase.

"No, you're not dead—"

Leta suddenly widened her eyes,

"Is it... you?"

Leta turned to the black cat.

At this moment, the black cat was sitting elegantly on Newt's shoulder, nodding in a human-like way.

"Yes, dear Bastet brought me here."

Newt smiled shyly.

"How is that possible..."

Leta lost her voice for a moment.

Crossing the boundary between life and death, allowing living wizards to talk to souls in the boundary; for decades of centuries, there has never been such a story.

When she was silent, snow fell rustlingly.

Falling onto the Gabriel petals all over the ground, falling beside the warm smoke of the small house, falling onto the hair of the reunited people.

Leta was horrified to realize the impropriety of her behavior; they were very likely facing a magical creature whose magic was unimaginably powerful.

Bastet, who commands war and family, could the ancient legends of wizards all be true?

"You..."

Leta first pulled Newt behind her, staring intently at the black cat that jumped off Newt's shoulder.

She didn't believe in good luck, and leaving a small door was just a friend's request.

Like a wizard like her, a wizard who has never been treated kindly by fate for half a minute, she only felt that everything in the world needs to be exchanged at a price.

She is a monster, a freak in everyone's eyes, only monsters can rely on each other, just like her and Newt.

No, Newt is more worthy of being loved than her... only her sins are unforgivable.

"What did you pay?"

Leta asked Newt obscurely.

"Shamefully, I paid nothing."

Newt knew Leta too well; he knew what she was worried about.

"A cat that doesn't ask for anything in return?"

Leta was completely surprised.

"Dear Bastet is exactly like that."

Newt responded shyly.

Leta believed Newt, and also believed the black cat; she inevitably realized that they had reunited.

Under the magic of a black cat, they met.

Only then did she feel such vague and moving emotions; she looked at Newt's elderly face and lowered her head again.

"Please come in."

She said to the black cat.

"Thank you for your invitation."

The black cat entered the house.

Leta thought this was a polite cat.

The carpet inside reflected the firelight of the fireplace, a faint red glow appeared in the distant sky, outside the window was the boundless ocean of the boundary, inside the window was the crackling fire, bubbling butterbeer, and Newt smiling slightly, not looking directly at people.

The entire boundary was snowing.

Snow fell on every inch of the gloomy central plains, on the hills without trees, gently falling on the lakeside swamp.

They listened to the snow drifting leisurely between heaven and earth,

Leisurely, just like their current destination, falling on the living and the dead in the boundary.

"I never fantasized about good luck."

Leta said.

"But it always comes."

Newt smiled.

The boundary has three basic directions.

Soul, mist, and eternity; here, the distance between hearts is the closest. ===== CHAPTER 794 =====