Extraordinary in Reality Through Magic Games

147: Chapter 145 We’re best friends, you can’t abandon me!Perhaps because she had something on her mind, Rowling went to bed very late but woke up exceptionally early.

Putting on a gray trench coat and applying her makeup, she drove her beloved car through the dim morning light all the way to her best friend’s house.

Her best friend was named Melody; unlike Rowling, who had bought a villa in the suburbs, she lived in a three-story building in the city center.

After parking in a roadside space, the masked Rowling took elegant steps toward the building’s entrance and raised her hand.

”Knock, knock—”

Five minutes after the knocking, the door was finally pulled open from the inside.

Melody, who was about the same age as her, had messy long hair and was yawning in the entryway while wearing pajamas: ”My God, do you know it’s not even light out yet?”

”Isn’t it the perfect time for a drink?”

Rowling visited her home often and was very familiar with the layout; she headed straight for the open-air rooftop terrace upon entering.

”Nothing cold.”

Halfway up the stairs, Rowling looked back to instruct her friend standing in front of the refrigerator, then arrived at the rooftop terrace and sat down by a wooden table.

In the summer, Melody would set up a parasol for the table, but since it was now late autumn, it wasn’t necessary.

Thus, Rowling had a clear view to enjoy the upcoming sunrise.

About ten minutes later, Melody came up carrying a wooden tray.

She placed the two glass goblets and a bottle of high-end red wine on the table, then pulled the cork and tilted the bottle toward the glasses.

”There,” she said, putting down the bottle once the scarlet liquid filled a third of the glass. ”Now, tell me, what’s bothering you?”

Not surprised that her friend had guessed her thoughts so accurately, Rowling said, ”Melody, Ma...”

She had intended to speak plainly, but on second thought, she reconsidered; her grandfather’s attitude toward his existence being exposed was still unclear.

So she switched to a bystander’s tone: ”I have a friend.

He believes that Hogwarts and wizards really exist, that he’s been there himself, and that the headmaster is his grandfather.

But now that the academy is recruiting new students, his grandfather hasn’t contacted him to revisit the campus, so...”

”Rowling,” Melody rolled her eyes, ”I’ve looked into Chinese culture.”

”Uh...”

”Is this ’friend’ actually you?”

Speaking, Melody couldn’t help but advise, ”Maybe you really should go out more. You’re so deeply immersed in your own fictional world that you can’t pull yourself out; it’s not a good thing.”

This wasn’t the first time Rowling had fantasized about the reality of Hogwarts, and Melody had been her listener every time.

But she swore that everything from previous years combined wasn’t as serious as this time.

Before, she used to think about how romantic it would be if Hogwarts truly existed.

Now, she was actually imagining that she had traveled to Hogwarts and that the headmaster was her grandfather!

Her clumsy disguise having been seen through, Rowling felt a bit embarrassed: ”It’s just... a simple chat.”

”You can’t go on like this,” Melody believed the situation wasn’t as light as she made it out to be. ”I know a good psychiatrist.”

”Hey, I’m not sick!”

”So?

You want to tell me that your novel wasn’t made up in your mind, but was adapted from your own experiences?”

Rowling looked at her friend’s face full of absurdity and didn’t get angry at being questioned.

Before she had reunited with her grandfather, she would have absolutely had the same perception.

After all, a few months ago, she had personally hosted a press conference to explain to fans that Hogwarts was fictional.

After tilting her head and thinking for a moment, she smiled and said, ”Perhaps the facts are indeed as you say.”

Just then, the morning sun peeked out, and the first ray of sunlight shot across the horizon, directly facing Melody.

She squinted instinctively and quietly reached for her phone, sending a text to the doctor: ”I have a patient here whose condition is very serious. I hope you can come over immediately; the address is my house.”

Feeling that she shouldn’t provoke the patient, Melody followed the topic: ”If the headmaster of Hogwarts really is your grandfather,

then when the old gentleman picks you up to go back to school for a visit, remember to bring me along.”