HP: The Shadow Returns

Sansaro, who arrived at Diagon Alley, looked at the long cobblestone street in front of her. The plaques of the shops on both sides seemed to shine attractively in her eyes.

This is the magical world... The joy that soared in my heart immediately suppressed the abnormal feeling just now. The unique building full of magical world stood in front of me, making Sansaro who was standing here feel as if he had regained consciousness. Freshmen in general.

She couldn't help but curl up the corner of her mouth.

Wanting to exchange money first, Sansaro looked at the most conspicuous and tall white building in front of him and walked over with a clear purpose.

The wizards here seemed not to be surprised by her Muggle attire. Only a very few wizards would look at Sansaro, but they would quickly look away and go about their own business.

This made her feel much more comfortable than in the Muggle world.

Gringotts Wizarding Bank, looking at the tall plaque, Sansaro passed by the two goblin guards in scarlet and gold uniforms who bowed to her in front of the bronze door, and she returned a faint smile.

Why do goblins and house elves look similar, Sansaro thought, passing their almost hairless heads and pointed noses.

After passing through the second silver door, we officially entered Gringotts. In the spacious marble hall, about a hundred goblins sat behind the long counter and scribbled entries in the large ledger. Some used eyepieces to detect gems.

Sansaro found the goblin who specialized in exchanging coins and handed him all the money in his pocket. He only watched him measure it with a scale. After a while, he held a few shiny gold coins and placed them in front of the girl. , and said in a high-pitched voice

"A total of forty gold galleons and nineteen copper nat"

"Thank you" Sansaro reached out and put them into his pocket one by one.

"You're welcome, little girl."

During a trip to Diagon Alley, Sansaro said thank you so many times. In the past, this was probably the amount of words she could say in a year.

In this way, she walked out of Gringotts with a pocket of jingling gold coins, but inadvertently, Sansaro saw hidden on the opposite side, a dark and corrupt road that looked completely different from Diagon Alley. Alley.

What is that place? She squinted her eyes and looked away, looking at the bustling shops on both sides of Diagon Alley with people coming and going.

She planned to buy a wand first, so she started walking along the busy street and came to the door of a shop called Ollivander's Wand Shop. There was a line of small words engraved next to it.

(A wand shop founded in 382 BC.)

However, it does look like this store is very old from the outside. The thick dust seems to have not been cleaned for decades, and it is pitch dark inside with nothing visible.

If Sansaro hadn't just seen a person coming out of it, he might have really left here to find another place to buy a wand.

She used magic power to slowly push open the creaking door. After entering, she found that the crowding, narrowness and shabbyness inside were beyond her imagination.

"cough cough"

Just by breathing here, Sansaro felt thick dust entering her throat. She frowned and was about to leave when a very strict old man came out from behind the shelf.

"Hello, I want to buy a magic wand," Sansaro said, suppressing the strangeness in his throat.

"Okay, little wizard, please open your arms." Mr. Ollivander took a ruler and spent a few minutes measuring Sansaro's arm length, forearm length, height, head circumference and other dimensions.

Finally, I asked her which hand she preferred. In fact, she could use either hand, but in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, everyone chose her right hand.

Surprisingly, the first wand suited her very well. Ollivander was very surprised. He said this.

“Very few people are chosen by the wand in one fell swoop.”

Although Sansaro was happy to have her own wand, she could hardly breathe due to the dust in the store. She quickly handed the seven gold galleons in her pocket to Ollivander and left quickly. Got here.

As soon as he came out, Sansaro coughed violently for a while, and even the tears from the exertion could be seen in the corners of his eyes.

Only now did Sansaro, who had recovered, have time to look at the wand in his hand. It was made of acacia wood and had a delicate spiral carving on the bottom. It was a full fourteen inches long and had a phoenix tail feather in the core.

She felt that it did have a certain amount of power, but her own power was much greater than this, and the wand was really dispensable to her.

Then she came to Madam Malkin's robe store. A fat and friendly witch and a magic ruler that moved around quickly measured Sansaro's measurements and helped her choose. The most suitable clothes.

"Ten galleons, my dear"

While passing by a store where he bought broomsticks, Sansaro remembered that Cedric seemed to like the sport of Quidditch because he always looked very energetic when talking about it.

Even the wall hangings are about this broom.

.....

After spending all the things needed for admission, Sansaro only had ten gold galleons and some silver coins left in his hand.

The dark owl squatted obediently in the cage, and the larger things like the crucible would be delivered two days after filling in the address. As expected, there were no books on black magic in the largest bookstore here, Flourish and Blotts.

Sansaro suddenly thought of the dark and quiet alley. He raised his hand to adjust his glasses. Dark shadows moved under his feet. A gust of wind blew by, blowing the girl's hair, revealing the pair of gloomy abyss hidden behind the lenses. Eye.

Soon, the news came back. It didn't seem very safe? Listening to Fides' description, Sansaro raised the corners of his mouth and walked into the alley when no one was paying attention.

For a moment, the sun seemed to dim, and rags were hanging everywhere. The black-robed wizard, whose life and death were unknown, huddled in a dark corner. Suddenly, a frightened mouse got in from the sewer full of grease in front of him. .

Sansaro was wearing a white dress and holding an owl in her hand. She looked as harmless as a stray deer.

She frowned and crossed the ditch in front of her. She seemed to be afraid but cautiously walked up the staggered stairs. After walking for a few minutes, trouble naturally found the door.

Several ragged wizards surrounded her, both men and women, with the same twisted and greedy smiles on their faces.

"Look who this is?"

"A little girl who went astray?"

"Do you need help?"

They giggled, sounding like a bunch of excited turkeys.

Sansaro stared at them and took a few steps back, then turned around and ran along the winding and intricate features of the alley. After several turns, she entered a dead end with very bad luck.

Turning around, he saw that the wizards who were following closely behind him were also blocked at the entrance of the alley.

"Why don't you run away?"

"Look at this poor little lamb, tsk tsk tsk"

"Hahahaha! I want her spleen!"

"That'smine!"

They argued and gradually approached Sansaro. The girl hugged the cage tightly in her arms. Her honest glasses blocked the expression on her face. The owl inside stared at them with its yellow eyes.

Just as they raised their wands towards Sansaro, a laughter as clear as a wind chime came from the girl's closed mouth.

"Huh huh..."

While they were stunned in place, black mist had already coiled under their feet. At this time, the sky suddenly changed, and the sky that was clear just now suddenly became overcast.

"Gu...Gu..."

The deep and deep cry of an owl suddenly sounded from behind them. Goosebumps suddenly appeared on their bodies when they heard it. They stiffly turned their heads to look at each other and looked back sharply.

Unexpectedly, the girl who was still deep in the alley just now appeared at the entrance of the alley with an owl in her arms, facing them. Her white skirt and jet black hair were flying in the wind, her lenses glowed white, and her gray-pink mouth had a calm and penetrating arc. .

The roles of the predators were suddenly reversed. How could they still not know what happened...

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Broken to pieces Reducto"

A series of light spells rushed towards the girl, and she instantly turned into a black mist and disappeared with the owl.

"She escaped?"

"possible?"

When they swallowed nervously and lowered their guard slightly, the girl's clear and melodious laughter appeared in their ears again, lingering like a ghost.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"