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The summer holiday was coming to an end.
Jane Yu had spent a wonderful time at the Flamels'.
Nicolas Flamel, the great wizard, was not only skilled in alchemy but also accomplished in potions. The Soul Stabilizing Potion he brewed tasted exceptionally good, even having a fruit flavor. Jane found herself growing fond of drinking potions.
Moreover, she had previously thought Merlin's gift - her powerful soul - was useless, as she could still bleed and feel pain from attacking spells like the Cutting Curse.
However, under Nicolas's examination, she discovered she was immune to Legilimency. According to the great alchemist, "It's as if you were born with natural Occlumency."
After a year, the transmigrator's cheat code had finally arrived!
In their spare time, she and the Flamels bought every gaming console available in Europe. They even had electricity installed in their secluded residence so the two gaming-addicted elders could set up home consoles.
After Jane demonstrated completing Super Mario Land with one life in 16 minutes and speed-running Contra in 15 minutes, she became the apple of the Flamels' eyes.
When writing to Dumbledore, the five-star alchemist Nicolas Flamel stated:
"Even if I were eleven years old again, I couldn't match Jane's abilities."
"Her reflexes are simply extraordinary!"
"She will become a top-tier duelist!"
After two and a half months of intense gaming, the new school term arrived as scheduled.
Dumbledore came to escort her to Diagon Alley.
He tried to ignore the gaming controllers and consoles scattered throughout the Flamels' house.
But with parts strewn across the floor, it was rather difficult to find a place to step.
The Flamels showed no embarrassment. Instead, Nicolas enthusiastically told Dumbledore:
"We're planning to research and modify these into wizard-compatible gaming consoles, powered by magic."
"I guarantee this invention will rival alchemy in its greatness!"
Perenelle nodded in agreement, her wrinkles seeming fewer thanks to the joy of gaming:
"The content and storylines will all be wizardified. I'm already working on it."
They both looked toward Jane's room with fond expectation, saying in unison:
"Thanks to Yu, such an innovative child!"
Dumbledore's eye twitched as he finally managed to pick his jaw up off the floor, eager to get Jane out of there.
Perhaps he was too young to understand the mindset of six-hundred-year-olds.
That's what he thought to himself.
Fortunately, Jane soon emerged with her packed luggage.
Seeing her healthier, more filled-out limbs, his blue eyes lit up with joy as he breathed a sigh of relief:
"Yu, I'm glad to see you've been doing well here!"
The Flamels came to the fireplace to bid her farewell.
After exchanging kisses on the cheek, Perenelle waved her wand, and a large, heavy suitcase appeared before Jane.
"Child, these are some clothes from my childhood. Though the styles may be old-fashioned, they're embroidered with ancient defensive runes. You'll need them."
Jane gratefully thanked the kind lady who had shown her such generosity. She had eaten well during her stay, even enjoying Chinese cuisine.
Nicolas pulled a silver Sneakoscope from his robes and placed it in her hand:
"This is a Sneakoscope. It will light up and spin when suspicious people are around, warning you of danger."
He had tried to divine Jane's future through his crystal ball.
But he had failed - the ball showed only mist, as mysterious as her soul.
Thus, he could only remind her to stay safe and be vigilant.
He didn't forget to add: "Remember to visit next summer. I hear Street Fighter II is coming out."
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While Jane was having the time of her life, Draco was fuming with anger.
Before the holiday, Jane had mentioned she would be visiting relatives and friends, without providing an address.
He could only wait helplessly like a fool for her to contact him.
As a result, he hadn't received a single letter from Jane all summer!
He had spent every day staring out the window, hoping to spot an owl—
Wait, an owl?
He remembered Jane using second-hand items at school, not seeming like someone who could afford an owl as a pet.
So he quickly consoled himself and decided to gift her one next Christmas.
After all, the wealthy Malfoy family could certainly afford to give an owl to their follower.
That's what he told himself.
When Theodore tactfully wrote to ask if he had received any letters from Jane, it only reinforced his conviction.
So no one had received any letters!
He found a strange sense of balance in this revelation.
Meanwhile, Harry Potter was another who hadn't received any letters from Jane.
He had experienced quite an eventful holiday.
At his aunt's house, a house-elf named Dobby had caused chaos, intercepting his mail and magically dropping a pudding on the Masons' heads, resulting in Harry being locked up.
Fortunately, Fred, George, and Ron had stolen a car to rescue him, allowing him to spend the remainder of his holiday at the Burrow.
The Weasley home was filled with happiness and the warmth of family he had always yearned for, making his stay truly enjoyable.
Yet in the late nights at the Burrow, his sensitive nature led to restless overthinking.
Among the stack of letters Dobby had intercepted, he didn't seem to recognize Jane's handwriting...
Though perhaps he simply wasn't familiar enough with her writing.
Or had she completely forgotten about him?
The thought made his heart heavy.
She had saved his life, after all. They had shared adventures under the Invisibility Cloak, and he had told her about his parents...
He thought they had become friends, despite belonging to Gryffindor and Slytherin respectively.
He had even specifically given her his aunt's address...
But then again, maybe the letters hadn't reached him since he'd left his aunt's house.
He kept finding reasons to comfort himself.