fall at hogwarts

Chapter 190 School, Headmaster~
Diagon Alley,
"Principal, quill, actually, I can bring it back for you. You don't have to follow it yourself, just follow it."

Lina Cecil was holding a book with a yellow cover, and followed Voldeka Kamo fearfully dodging the people around her.

The voice was very small, and he was still complaining in his heart why the principal didn't buy quills in Sweden Lane, and insisted on running so far to follow him to London, England.

Linna has just graduated from school, and she still has a sense of fear for professions such as teachers and principals. In addition, Principal Karkaroff seems to be in a bad mood recently, always with a dark face.

Linna didn't dare to talk much when she was around Voldemort, and she even had a sense of fear for the people around her.I was afraid that something would happen and the headmaster would be angry and he would be expelled.
"What did I tell you? As the principal's secretary, you should talk less and do more! Don't ask so many questions."

Voldemort leaned on his cane and walked forward on his own.

There are more and more people in Diagon Alley, and there are more and more mudbloods. It's really sad, sad world.

Seeing the exclamation of those Muggle parents when they saw the tricks on the street, the anger in Voldemort's heart couldn't help rising.

"Oh oh oh! Sorry, sir, I didn't mean to."

A male parent in a suit accidentally steps on Voldemort's foot.After seeing Voldemort's expression of wanting to eat him, he quickly apologized.

However, the gentleman had a smile on his face when he apologized, and Voldemort couldn't feel sorry at all.He pressed his hand on the top of the cane, trying to pull out the wand, but the wand seemed to be stuck, and he couldn't pull it out no matter what.

"Nagini! Nagini! Let go! Let go!"

The person on the side who stepped on Voldemort's foot, after seeing Voldemort being stepped on by himself, his hands began to twitch unconsciously, his tongue also twitched, and he made a strange cry.

Looking around, he hurriedly shrank his head and slipped away, muttering in a low voice: "I just stepped on his foot! It doesn't matter to me."

"Be obedient! Nagini!" Voldemort finally pulled out his wand, which still had Nagini's saliva and gastric juices on it.

Voldemort wiped the clothes of the passers-by, ready to hit the man just now.

"People? Where are people!"

Voldemort, who couldn't see the Muggle around, was very angry, and then turned around to question Lena Cecil who was following him: "Lena Cecil! You..."

Looking back, Linna Cecil was not behind her.

"Damn! Damn! Damn!! Damn Adler May! Where did you go, Cecil!"

Voldemort's anger caused the surrounding tourists to give way, and only then did Voldemort see Lena Cecil standing not far away, squatting beside a small stall in a light yellow dress and fluffy hair.

Voldemort ran over angrily: "Cecile, what are you doing!"

"Ok?"

Linna obviously didn't know what happened just now, she looked at the angry principal beside her with a dazed expression.

Voldemort noticed that Lina was holding a vine in her hand, with several chubby pink pods growing at the end of the vine.

Subconsciously swallowed, although his expression was still ferocious, most of the anger in his heart had disappeared long ago.

"Principal?!" Lena Cecil naturally didn't know what Voldemort was thinking. She only knew that the principal was angry and that she was going to be in trouble.

"Principal, I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" He quickly stood up, bowed and apologized to Voldemort, his chubby face turned red with fright.

The vendor who set up the stall used to be a Hufflepuff student, wearing a brown wizard hat. Hearing Linna Cecil's words, he looked at Voldemort curiously.

Headmaster Dumbledore retired?Haven't heard the news either?Could this man be the headmaster of the Muggle world?
It looks very difficult to get along with, so don't say hello.

The peddler puts the nuts in his hand back in the basket.

"Okay, don't apologize." Voldemort held Lena Cecil's forehead to prevent her from bowing, and asked in a harmonious voice, "What is in your hand?"

"what?"

Voldemort frowned, and his face became serious again: "I ask what you are holding in your hand?"

"Oh oh oh," Lena Cecil smiled when talking about the things in her hands, and lifted up the peas: "This is called a bubble pod, and when I was young, there were quite a few of them in our yard.

This is an amazing plant. "

Linna Cecil said, pulling the bubble pods in her hand from the vine, then took out the beans, and placed them on her book.

Those shiny beans, when they touch a hard solid, burst open like flower buds instantly, and the small yellow flowers are piled up with Lina Cecil's books.

"Why is it yellow?" Lena Cecil looked at the piles of small flowers on the book with regret, and complained to the vendor: "At that time, the flowers in our house were all colorful and beautiful."

The peddler on the side smiled sheepishly: "Maybe it's because my bubble pods are all grown in a greenhouse. At first there were purple, red and so on, and then only yellow remained."

"So that's how it is, then..." Lena Cecil discussed with the vendor about the living environment of her Bubble Pod.

Voldemort on the side didn't participate, but looked blankly at the little flowers piled on top of the books and falling to the ground.

These delicious beans, just gone, gone, gone...

"Haha, it's really fun chatting with you, uncle. Unexpectedly, these are five copper turners, and bring me five more pods." Satisfied Linna Cecil took the bubble pods and put them on her waist in the treasure bag.

Standing up from the book, he happily blew away the little flowers on the book. Seeing that the principal was still standing aside, he dared to speak loudly: "Principal, let's go! Go buy you a quill pen!"

The beans turned into little flowers and flew away?
Voldemort was still in his grief, and Lina Cecil thought she had made a mistake again when she saw the headmaster standing still.

But the principal didn't scold her, so he secretly followed Voldemort's line of sight, and after seeing something, he complained in his heart:
Does the principal know that I have no money, on purpose.

"Principal?" Voldemort didn't move, then gritted his teeth, took out a silver Sickle from the treasure pouch hanging on his waist, and put it in the vendor's hand: "Uncle, bring me ten exploding nuts!"

……

Voldemort skillfully cracked the shell of the exploding nut, and then bit the nut, feeling the tingling sensation between his teeth like small bombs exploding, and his whole soul was about to soar.

When he ate the eighth one and was about to grab it again, he caught a soft thing. It was strange in his heart, but he couldn't help pinching it a little more.

"School, principal..."

(End of this chapter)