【HP】Elvira’s Unicorn Garden

The next story has to be told after that person went to Malfoy Manor.

That room had actually been prepared very early, but unfortunately too many things happened in the meantime. Fortunately, its owner finally arrived.

The suitcase also contained the required potions, and the other suitcase contained several Gringotts vault keys in addition to clothing and luggage.

The little lady of the Grindelwald family has definitely received more than these gifts and assets on various festivals since she was a child. Especially those who want to make friends with Gellert, Alice and others will "give them to the little lady" Bribery in name.

Over time, it gradually piled up several vaults, as well as some special assets that were immovable but in Avila's name.

In the eyes of his brother Gellert, his little sister's request to come to Malfoy Manor as a guest this time always carries some 'order'. He could not give Malfoy the opportunity to look down on his little sister for some reason.

In addition to his material confidence and his status as the young lady of the Grindelwald family, Gellert also secretly stuffed a few books of certain family magic spells that had been casted with shrinking spells into Elvira's box of clothes.

After all, if the little unicorn loves reading so much, he will definitely study, right?

But it is not known whether these family magic spells are black magic or evil curses.

In order to prevent the danger of some unexpected situations, Alice arranged her house elves Jasmine and Levi to be with Elvira. This is why Alice stopped her elder brother Gellert from wanting Alexi to follow him. Thinking of Avila.

But in addition to the above, Gellert also stipulated that Avila must use a double-sided mirror to contact him for a while every day, or find the other two sisters.

All in all, he had to hear that the little girl had contacted her family.

As for what it was meant to confirm, that's unknown.

"When the little lady gets better, you won't have to touch these bad things anymore." The house elf Levi raised his hand and gently combed the white-haired girl in front of the dressing mirror, which had gradually spread to light golden hair, and sighed in a low voice. gas.

"Levi, these potions that can make the little lady better are not bad things." Jasmine had already selected the bow to decorate her hair, and was just waiting for Levi to fix the man's hairstyle.

The bun hair mentioned here does not mean to bun it all up, but to bun up half of the hair, and the other half is still scattered behind the back and chest.

Levi did not directly refute Jasmine, but quietly braided the girl's hair.

After finally finishing, the two house elves bowed lightly towards Avella, and then disappeared into the room. Not long after, Avella also received a knock on the door.

"Via." The gentle voice of Mrs. Malfoy, Slotra Malfoy, came from outside the door. This lady's original surname was "Foley" and she was somewhat related to "Adrian Foley".

This kinship relationship is neither big nor small. After all, there are always some complicated relationships between pure bloods. Perhaps some families that have not dealt with each other a few generations ago are actually "close relatives" in nature.

From the relationship point of view, 'Slotra Foley' and 'Adrian Foley' can only be regarded as 'cousins' who almost never have contact with each other. Even if they meet, they may need to exchange a few 'compliments'. 'cousin' relationship.

"Good day, Aunt Slotela." The girl opened the door, lifted up her dress and bowed to the luxuriously dressed lady, "Aunt Slotela is still so radiant today."

"It's time for us to set off, Via." Mrs. Malfoy raised her hand to brush off the unnecessary dust on Avila's dress in front of her, with a hint of appreciation in her eyes, "Today's hair is very beautiful, and it goes well with this. Dress."

Mrs. Malfoy had already proposed at the dinner table the night before that she wanted to go to Diagon Alley to buy some things.

But even with all the preparations, there was still a moment when I was almost separated by the crowd when I arrived in Diagon Alley.

"Hell! I'm not your treasury in Gringotts!" The curses coming from unknown sources added to the noise in the slightly crowded crowd, "Idiot! Bastard! If you don't want to be cut off by my hands, Just stay away from me!"

Such dirty and sharp insults made the two Malfoys frown uncontrollably. The two Malfoys looked worriedly at Avila in the middle, worrying that these things would affect her.

But unexpectedly, the original girl was indeed afraid when facing these, it was the 'fear' that forcibly shocked her.

But now that Elvira was facing this again, she was observing these people or things with a normal expression. Those things seemed to arouse her curiosity, but in essence they had nothing to do with her.

"This lady! Please help me! That madman is going to kill me...ah——!" A woman in a shabby gray robe staggered and fell in front of Avella. She stretched out her His dusty and dirty hands tried to grab the dress of the person in front of him, but he was hit by a spell.

The woman held the already red and swollen hand in pain and couldn't help but shrink back some distance. With red eyes, she looked angrily at the young man who looked at her coldly from above.

But then her anger was hidden by her, and she cried and begged to the girl, hoping that the girl in front of her who seemed so 'simple and kind' could give her some Galleons.

Or because he felt pity for her and sympathized with her, he picked her up and took her to the most expensive store to customize a dress that was the same as the girl's, and then gave her all the Galleons in the Galleons bag.

She had lost count of how many girls like this she had deceived, but those stupid and kind-hearted girls all voluntarily gave their Galleons to her, didn't they?

She was injured anyway, and she looked so pitiful and pitiable.

The woman even couldn't wait to reach out to the girl in front of her again. She knew that a young lady from a family with extraordinary wealth would always have one or two house elves with her.

The bag containing the extra must have been in the hands of those ugly house elves.

But before the woman's hand could get close to the girl, the luxuriously dressed lady beside the girl stretched out her wand and threw a spell at her.

These spells penetrated the woman's chest, causing her to roll on the ground instinctively in pain. She wanted to wail and cry but found that she could no longer make any sound.

"It will be much quieter this way. Let's go, children." Mrs. Malfoy put away her wand and looked at Elvira and Abraxas beside her.

But even so, there were still no other excessive emotions on the face of the girl who was witnessing such a tragic incident at such a close distance.

With a normal look on her face, she looked past the woman who stretched out her hand to ask for help, but at the moment she was thinking about how to coax her.

Some beings are actually not worth showing kindness or even sympathy at all. The more kindness and sympathy are shown, the more people who get this kindness and sympathy will use it as a bargaining chip to ask those who help them to do more.

Greed is never-ending, and once it tastes a little bit of sweetness, it will become out of control.

Mrs. Malfoy took Abraxas and Elvira to the "Bogin and Burke Shop" hidden deep in "13B Knockturn Alley". This is an antique store run by Mr. Borkin and Mr. Burke.

It is said that the owner of this store often deals with unusual ancient wizard artifacts and has also handled a large amount of gray business. All of this is inseparable from the greed in human nature.

This antique shop will even sell some items with black magic or other dangerous properties, such as various human bones, possibly rusty playing cards, a glass eyeball, and some ferocious masks.

Including a string of 'cursed necklaces' and a withered human hand - the 'Hand of Glory'.

Abraxas and Elvira saw an acquaintance among them.

An acquaintance that Elvira didn’t want to face.

While Mrs. Malfoy was discussing certain things with Borgin and the prices of certain goods, Elvira looked at the structure of the store while forcing herself to ignore that line of sight.

That line of sight came from the ‘brother’.

"Vivian, let's go out." Abraxas went to Avila and wanted to take her away, but the man seemed to be frozen and stood in front of a glass box facing the one inside. Skull in a daze.

There was some dry and cracked flesh under some parts of the skull, such as the top of the head, where there were some sparse hairs, but the place where the eyeballs were supposed to be was not empty.

There seemed to be a faint light shining inside, as if it could inspire people's deepest fears.

The girl did not leave, but raised her hand and gently touched the glass wall that decorated the skull.

Abraxas did not see fear in Elvira's eyes, or any symptoms of being controlled by black magic. She was just gently stroking the glass wall.

"Abu, I once saw in a book in my family's collection a kind of 'black magic product' that can control others and use it for myself." The girl said softly, "The book said that there was once a most loyal believer who served as Xiang. The 'master' proved his loyalty by killing his wife, children, parents, and relatives."

"The believer shaved off all the flesh and blood of his relatives and put them into a huge crucible. He used the bones as firewood to burn them and added spells to refine them day and night."

The thick slurry made from the flesh and blood of his relatives was consumed by the believer. Finally, the believer lay on the magic circle and had spells carved on his flesh.

The believer had his head cut off, and the head was put back in the crucible that had been used to refine the flesh and blood of his loved ones. The body that could no longer be called a human was used as firewood to refine it, and finally he got the so-called A product made with 'loyalty'.

The 'Master' was particularly satisfied with this gift that came from believers who spent many lives. The 'Master' was so delighted that he gave it a name - 'Supreme Loyalty'.

Later, the 'master' who used that skull to control many people was also controlled by that skull unknowingly. The 'master' wanted to get more, and wanted to get more magic with special abilities. product'.

But the production method is weird, crazy, and cruel, and almost no believers are willing to do it. The 'master' uses that weird and evil black magic 'alchemy product' to 'control' those believers.

The believer becomes a tribute to that product.

So does the ‘master’.

It is said that a beautiful gem can be obtained after cutting that piece of skull open, but the person who has obtained it is either 'controlled' by it, or cannot give up the evil object that can satisfy his greedy nature.

"Miss Grindelwald, you are right." The sharp-mouthed man who was discussing with Mrs. Malfoy narrowed his eyes and smiled at the girl. He put the last one in his mouth and chewed it. Jin Gallon put it in his pocket, "This is a rare 'treasure'. If the Grindelwald family wants it..."

Bo Jin didn't say any more, he just smiled "ho ho" at Avella, so much that even the old folds of flesh on his face piled up with only a layer of skin left.

"Bogin, you wouldn't want to do something to a child..." Mrs. Malfoy frowned and wanted to say something, but was stopped by the gesture of the girl next to her son.

"I'm afraid you will be disappointed, Mr. Borgin, but I think there will be opportunities in the future." This time, Elvira did not ignore the piercing gaze of 'Tom Riddle', and she still did not respond. He just looked at the other 'antiques' on his own.

But who knows when this ‘later’ refers to.

"You are welcome to come at any time, Miss Grindelwald." The man put his hand into the pocket of the black robe that always smelled bad and rubbed the gold galleons inside.

Abraxas accompanied Elvira. The young man's eyes only stayed on the skull in the glass box for a moment, but more on the girl next to him.

Vivian didn't seem to be really afraid of anything. She needed to be distinguished more as 'acceptance' or 'not accepting'.

"Vivian knows a lot." Abraxas took Avila out of the antique shop selling black magic items first.

Abraxas reached out and rubbed the top of Elvira's hair, and then arranged the hair on her forehead. Perhaps because of fatigue or other reasons, the girl's face had a hint of tiredness. .

"I saw it in the family book collection." Avella rubbed her forehead. To be honest, the things in the family book collection were not very beautiful, but after reading them, she subconsciously remembered them all. .

It's hard to forget.

Just thinking about it made her feel extremely tired.

You probably don't need to think too hard to know who gave it to her.

Some dark wizards gathered at the corners of certain shops in Knockturn Alley, and most of them would not think of attacking any customer who came out of the 'Bojin-Bocker Shop'.

Even if it's just a half-grown boy.

But there is always something unknown in everything.

"Have you encountered any difficulties? Is there anything I can do to help?" Along with a burst of horrifying laughter, a middle-aged man wearing a shabby robe stood up at the base of the wall in the corner.

Perhaps 'skinny' is the most suitable description. The wizard's complexion was yellow and his eyes were faintly glowing with green light. He stepped closer to Avila and Abrak who were standing not far from the entrance of 'Bojin-Bocker Store'. Sars.

The blond boy stood in front of the girl and tightened his grip on the wand, breathing a little faster.

Abraxas took Elvira's hand and wanted to walk to the 'Bojin-Bocker Store', but he was gradually surrounded by the dark wizards huddled in Knockturn Alley.

The young man was debating whether he should directly use those beings that were opposite to the so-called "white magic" to drive them away, or whether he should wait a little longer. Taking into account Avila beside him, Abraxas was a little undecided for a moment.

/Thump——/ The sound of breaking something attracted Abraxas's attention. The stone tile floor that was hit had cracked.

The young man was a little stunned.

That spell... came from Vivian's wand.

"If you come any closer, I can't guarantee who the next spell will hit." The girl pointed her wand at the group of dark wizards in front of her who were constantly approaching her and Abraxas, intimidating the group in front of them. The ones from behind are still approaching.

The elder wand started to burn, as if it could cast the most terrifying and unforgivable spells in an instant as long as the master ordered it.

The owner of the wand still looked at them indifferently until——

"Such a beautiful little girl, maybe you are hungry -" A frantic female voice came from behind, and Avila turned sideways and threw a spell behind her.

This spell hit a witch who was closest to her and behind Abraxas and had stretched out her 'claws'.

Immediately, the witch fell to the ground and rolled around, wailing. Her skin began to crack, and other dark wizards who wanted to get closer retreated back in fear.

There was fear and fear in those eyes.

After seeing those people retreating, Avila lifted the spell from the witch and pulled Abraxas beside her back to the 'Bojin-Bocker Store'.

Someone in the antique store looked at Elvira not far away from the store through a window, and that person was playing with a yew wand in his hand.

The corners of ‘Tom Riddle’s’ lips curled up into a smile that couldn’t be discerned.