Anne's new pet-Silver Wing

Three minutes later

The door was slightly ajar.

A small head peeked out, its dark green eyes darting around. Then, another head followed suit, sneaking out furtively.

William suddenly unleashed a mantis kick, wedging the crack in the door before Anne could react.

Seeing that they couldn't close the door, both heads quickly darted back in, ready to run away.

William pushed open the door, took two quick steps, grabbed Anne and Ginny's arms, and dragged them back.

"Run? Do you two think you can escape?" William scoffed.

Inside the room, besides the main perpetrator Anne and accomplice Ginny, there was another suspect— Luna!

Luna was dressed strangely, wearing a necklace made of corks from Butterbeer and a straw hat woven from vines.

Seeing her friend being arrested, she tilted her head and thought for two seconds before rushing over, jumping onto William's back, wrapping her arms around his neck, and sticking to him like an octopus, trying to use a chokehold.

William released Ginny and delivered a sharp chop to her head with his right hand. Luna winced in pain, clutching her head and crouching on the ground.

Once released, Ginny tried to tickle William's armpits, launching a tickling attack.

William released Anne again, and with his left hand Wandless Magic, causing Ginny to float up and hang upside down in mid-air.

Anne let out a sharp cry and charged at him like a Dahei cat, ready to bite him.

Snap!

William pressed his right hand against Anne's smooth forehead, and she was jolted back two steps by the impact.

The little girl was stunned for several seconds, shook her head, and then rushed over again.

William raised his arm again, mischievously grabbed her ear, and gently twisted it.

"Ouch, brother... it hurts!" Anne stood on tiptoe, tilting her head to beg for mercy.

She forced two tears to fall from her eyes, revealing a pitiful look on the verge of sobbing.

William shook his head and sighed, letting go of his troublesome sister. He then snapped his fingers, gently lowering Ginny, who was dozing in mid-air.

"Why is it always the three of you, huh?!"

William wandered around the room and picked up Luna's straw hat that she had dropped on the floor.

He discovered it was actually woven from the vines of the Devil's Snare!

Luna... what a little devil.

William brushed the dust off and put the head back on the little girl.

He looked left and right, and finally got Luna wearing it correctly.

The withered yellow Devil's Snare hat covered her eyebrows and forehead; if you ignored the necklace made of corks from Butterbeer around her neck, she would look somewhat like a normal little witch.

Luna seemed to "hear" William's thoughts, and suddenly stared at him with wide eyes.

William immediately used Occlumency to block her Legilimency.

The little girl smacked her lips, seemingly a little disappointed.

"Lead the way, let's go see your little 'secret'."

Anne pouted, as if she wanted to act cute again.

William remained unmoved.

The younger sister, who was unyielding to power and unmoved by poverty, hummed twice in refusal.

William couldn't help but chuckle, reached out and pinched her delicate nose, then strode forward and lifted the trapdoor.

He looked down and saw a faint light below.

William jumped down, using Slowing Charm before landing.

Since there was no way to avoid it, Anne had no choice but to accept her fate and jump down as well.

After landing, William squinted and looked around.

The room was lit by torches, and the walls were covered in graffiti.

It is clearly a masterpiece created by the three little ones.

They've made this their secret base.

When William first came, all the messages written by Hermione and the others were gone.

I don't know if it was erased by someone or stolen by some shameless thief.

William walked along the room, all the way to the room that should have contained countless flight keys.

The key is gone; all that's left is a smooth door.

William gestured for Anne to open the door.

She pulled a large, antique-looking key from the Safety Watch.

William remembered that the key had always been with Hermione, and it seemed that Anne had taken it from him.

"Brother, you'll be too surprised later," An said mysteriously, raising his eyebrows.

"What's so surprising?" William shrugged. He was a veteran of countless battles; what big scene hadn't he seen?

William was stunned when he pushed open the door.

A half-grown chick is sleeping in a nest made of Unicorn Hair.

Thunderbird?!

What the heck?

Because of that France Thunderbird, William can't stand seeing it now; he always feels like it's going to electrocute him!

The Thunderbird was awakened by the noise. It looked up, saw William, and sure enough, let out a threatening growl.

Bilibili!

Blue and white arcs of electricity erupted from both wings, indicating that they were ready to deliver an electric shock to William, the intruder, at the slightest provocation.

It caught sight of Anne again, flapped its wings, and took flight.

The Thunderbird circled twice in the room, then plummeted downwards, its claws hooking onto Anne's arm. Its snow-white wings flapped, and it turned to face William, its eyes cold and sharp.

"This is my Thunderbird... Silver Wing!"

Anne smiled smugly and reached out to pat the baby bird's head.

Silver Wing stuck out its tongue and licked Anne's palm, its little head nestling against the girl's arm.

"..."

They've even come up with a name? This little sister... she's truly as heartwarming as a warm cotton-padded jacket.

A padded jacket in summer, and short sleeves in winter!

William asked with difficulty, "The Thunderbird's egg?"

Anne nodded.

How did you get here?

"I really didn't steal it on purpose," Anne explained.

"Gabrielle and I encountered that Thunderbird on Werewolf Island."

It attacked us, but hesitated to use powerful magic because of the bird eggs.

Then, somehow, it flew away.

Gabrielle and I were afraid it would come back and attack again, so we took the two eggs with us, just in case.

"Gabrielle did it too?!" William said, speechless.

He now understood why the Thunderbird had left Newt.

Damn it, it wasn't for the Goblin Gems... it was for its eggs.

It was because of the egg that it was able to find its way here, instead of having to go to United States to find Tom.

No wonder he stayed at Hogwarts for a few months before flying off to France.

Wait, why go to Beauxbatons? Thunderbird eggs should be in Gabrielle's.

William quickly found a Sound Transmission Conch inside the Safety Watch.

This is an alchemical artifact invented by Nicolas, similar in function to Two-Way Mirror, allowing for long-distance communication.

William made a pair and gave them to Phoebe as Christmas gifts.

"Cave demon, cave demon!

Please answer. Phoebe, big sister, are you there? Answer me quickly, someone's about to die...

France,

Beauxbatons Academy of Magic.

Headmaster's Office.

It was almost lunchtime, Phoebe was about to say goodbye to Madame Maxime and head to the Great Hall when she suddenly felt a cracking sound from her fingers.

Phoebe looked at the ring on her hand.

The ring clearly bore the logo of Akali's Mystery Shop.

She took out Sound Transmission Conch.

"Phoebe!" William's voice sounded very anxious. "Thank you, Merlin, you finally heard me. I have something to tell you."

Phoebe glanced at the person next to her, a faint, blushing smile playing on her lips.

"Don't tell me," she joked, "You're coming to Beauxbatons now to deal with that Thunderbird?"

The American stunner you mentioned, Roppiquell, has already moved into Beauxbatons...

"Oh, Picquery has arrived? But that's not it, there's something more important."

He usually speaks quite fluently, but he sounded somewhat hesitant right now.

"I told you not to be afraid, that Thunderbird... might be coming for you."

Gabrielle probably accidentally put the Thunderbird egg on you. Check your ring or luggage carefully.

Phoebe's smile vanished. "What did you say?"

"It's a long story. Anne and Gabrielle stole two bird eggs, and I'm guessing one of them is with you. That's why the Thunderbird went to Beauxbatons."

Don't tell Madame Maxime about this. She has a terrible temper, as volatile as her Abraxan.

Pretend you accidentally found the bird eggs, and have Picquery return them to the Thunderbird. Don't mention me to Maxime.

She's probably still holding a grudge because I stole her Abraxan back then...

"Hey, Phoebe, are you still listening?"

"Of course I'm listening, Stark!"

Phoebe's voice disappeared, and on the other end of the Sound Transmission Conch, a low and pleasant Quietus filled the air.

William shuddered, nearly dropping the Sound Transmission Conch in fright.

Why could we hear Maxime's voice?

It must be because of too much stress lately.

I must be hallucinating!

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