hello mr draco

Even if he couldn't try the wand, he could still see a fire in Tom's lustful eyes.

This child has a stronger possessive desire than ordinary people. Since the end of their conversation, the other party's eyes have been fixed on his magic wand.

The silvery white moon hangs high outside the window, adding a silvery white light to the faint candle, making the room look more desolate and quiet.

"It's getting late, I'll see you next time." Chen Junyu stood up from the small bed, walked to the door, and stopped in his tracks.

"Tom."

"Huh?" Tom rarely responded, his slender fingers were still playing with the little black snake wrapped around his wrist, and the red tongue was licking his fingers little by little.

"No, it's nothing...good night." Under Tom's sharp eyes, Chen Junyu hurriedly left the basement, closed the iron door by the way, and restored the lock he had dropped to its original appearance.

He hurried to the outside of the orphanage, the silver moonlight gradually eased his excitement.He raised his palm to look at the starry sky. It has already entered the early autumn, and the cold in Britain is much faster than that in China.

The dark clouds were split into two halves by the moonlight, and the half-hidden gesture illuminated London, where the industry was developing rapidly.

Those industrial areas with chimneys rising even at night are like nuclear leaks in biochemical movies.

The wind blew, and he looked at the dark building for a while.then left.

The next morning, the sound of ping-pong-pong sounded intermittently under the floor. If he hadn't lived in China, where he was used to a stable place, he would have thought he had come to Japan, where earthquakes often occur.

"Bang bang bang!"

There was another coherent explosion sound. After listening carefully, it was discovered that something hit another thing and emitted it.

The high-decibel sound could clearly stimulate his eardrums even though he was covered with a quilt.

The thin layer of quilt was uncovered, and the curtain was blown away by the wind from the half-opened window at some point, hanging on both sides.

The mild morning sun had hit his bed, occupying his comfortable position.

After washing, he did a little trick to make his smooth black hair much longer.Coming out of the bathroom, his wet bangs were still dripping with water. He was not used to using magic to dry his hair, and he liked the half-wet state, which was close to his forehead.In the words he used to say, it is cool.

The long black hair that was smooth at the back of the head was tied with a silk ribbon.Tucking the wand into the sleeve strap, he put on the wizard robe that Mr. Ollivander had prepared for him in advance.Although the black robe was a bit old, it was better than nothing.He liked the convenient sportswear, and now that he was wearing a robe hanging loosely, he felt a little inconvenient.

Just as Chen Junyu walked down the stairs, he happened to collide with Ollivander, who was holding the first base box.

"Help me, sir."

"Of course, please help me put these goods on the third shelf. You can put them wherever you want, anyway, they are all from the bottom of the box." Ollivander obviously breathed a sigh of relief, and transferred all the heavy things on his hand to the other party. inside.

He was busy going to the counter to pick up the orders that had just come in. By the way, he did a little magic on a chair, and it automatically jumped under his buttocks to let him sit safely.

After putting the things away, Chen Junyu inhaled a little dust with his sensitive nose, and sneezed twice in a row, causing Ollivander to smile at the counter.

"How did you know Professor Dumbledore?" He asked, fine-tuning his eyebrows while writing on the parchment with a black quill brush.

"In an alley in London, as luck would have it. I was being robbed by a wizard called... oh! A wizard named Morfin. I was terrified at the time. After all, I didn't have a A wand for magic. I don't know what I would have done if Mr. Dumbledore hadn't come to the rescue."

Ollivander looked at him blankly, his young facial features were serious, and the light brown hair was hazyed by the sunlight outside the window, which further highlighted his shrewdness.

"For a guy who only does bad things all day long, the Ministry of Magic should take away his wand." Ollivander looked annoyed because of this incident, and he wanted to poke a hole in the leather paper when he used his pen.

"Sir, why do you say that?" Chen Junyu felt that Mr. Ollivander seemed to be particularly sensitive to that name, and obviously he could tell it from the other party's angry situation.

Ollivander stopped the pen in his hand, with a serious expression on his face, "If I were you, I would definitely turn him into a toad. All he can do is speak that dark crawling language all day long, and he goes around doing it It's about sneaking around. Oh, Merlin! Why is that guy a descendant of Slytherin!" Ollivander picked up the black feather brush again to write in frustration.

He was obviously heartbroken at the kind of person who did not do good things all day long, but was lazy and violated countless rules of the Ministry of Magic.

Chen Junyu sat down on the somewhat old chair, listening with gusto.

He watched Ollivander writing with his left hand, and suddenly realized that most British people actually write with their left hands. Europe and the United States don’t seem to emphasize left-handedness too much, which makes him, who is used to writing with his right hand, quite uncomfortable. feel fresh.

He thinks it is very attractive to be able to write such beautiful characters with his left hand.Fortunately, he stood up from the leather chair, moved closer, and watched Ollivander quickly write down a series of purchase lists on the piece of leather paper.

"You said that the person who robbed me was a descendant of Slytherin? What is Slytherin?" He couldn't help asking two questions carefully.

In fact, he doesn't know much about this world at all. The only thing he is familiar with is the four words Harry Potter, and everything else is new to him.

Ollivander raised his head in disbelief, but considering that the other party was a wizard from the East, he simply explained patiently.

"Hogwarts, the most powerful school of magic here. Of course, there are four schools, and I belong to Ravenclaw." Ollivander said this, with a very proud expression on his face, "Ravenclaw represents wisdom, and wisdom symbolizes wealth. Hufflepuffs, they only need loyal and determined children, the kind who study hard. There is also a Gryffindor who makes trouble all day long, Slater Lin only recruits cunning and smart children, but they are not very easy to get along with, of course, such children are often accompanied by nobility. But the Morfin who robbed you obviously does not meet the requirements of Slytherin."

Ollivander said a lot, and seemed to be recalling his childhood in school. In those silver-white eyes, there were emotions that were almost as young as him.

"Sir, how old are you?" Chen Junyu took a sip of water and asked a question that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time.

Ollivander was stunned. Few people would ask the other party's age so directly, but seeing that the little wizard in front of him was an employee of his shop, he answered generously.

"18. Of course, I know I'm young."

"18..." Chen Junyu wondered if there was something wrong with his eyes, and he looked at his short stature again, but compared with the blood of foreigners, he was really complacent.

He noticed a long time ago that the development of foreigners is much faster than that of Chinese.Although Ollivander is only 18 years old, judging from his bearded chin, it is not the same thing.

After a quick look, he thought the other party was in his twenties.

"What about you?" Ollivander also asked back, his silver eyes narrowed.He guessed that the little wizard in front of him was probably only 34 or [-] years old, but the other party's answer gave him a critical blow.

"Mr. same as you." Chen Junyu smiled awkwardly, knowing that Ollivander would have such an expression.

"To be honest, you surprised me today. Well, we are the same age. You can call me Garrick." Ollivander smiled generously, he was willing to let the little wizard in front of him call himself Christian name.

Although they were the same age, he was still able to overwhelm each other with his height advantage and mature appearance.

"Ah?" Chen Junyu's willow-leaf eyebrows were frowned in confusion, and he still couldn't figure out what the other party meant, "Sir, isn't your name Ollivander?"

Ollivander was amused by this man, and he patted the young man's thin shoulder, wishing he could laugh out his intestines.After stabilizing his emotions, his pale face turned rosy from the extreme excitement.

"Hey boy. Did you mean it, didn't I tell you my full name?"

"No, sir." Chen Junyu knew that he might have asked a very stupid question, and a row of embarrassing red flashed across his face instantly.

"Okay, my mistake. My name is Garrick Ollivander. I know Orientals don't have such long names and sometimes get confused. My Oriental friend did the same the first time, After seven years with him, he didn't even know I had a Christian name." Ollivander, obviously amused again by this incident.

"This is indeed a not-so-optimistic joke." Chen Junyu was really unable to extricate himself from the awkward environment, so he simply went to the back warehouse to move some goods out, stacking them in piles.

Ollivander watched the scene where the kid ran away, with an expression on his face that didn't appreciate him at all, and he still stood at the counter and still couldn't help laughing loudly.

In the afternoon, the setting sun was as red as fire.Dyeing Diagon Alley red, Chen Junyu sat blankly by the window, cleaned the inside of the protruding window, and put a new wand on it that he had wiped several times.

He threw out all the unnecessary things in the store, and he volunteered again, conjuring some new decorations with his magic wand.Let this old and dilapidated shop become a new look, and also recruited a few young little witches to come in and pick out wands.

The day's business was very optimistic, but he knew that Ollivander would not be happy about how many magic barriers were sold in the store.

Because he is now trapped in the production room of this house, struggling vigorously with his broken wand.

"Boom!" With a sound, the not-so-large wand shop shook.A lot of dust fell from the cracks in the ceiling, dusting the shiny floor he had just mopped.

"Garrick, let me go out!" Chen Junyu yelled at the people in the production room, and after getting a sure response, he changed his wizard clothes into the clothes that Muggles often wear, and left in a hurry Diagon Alley.

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At the entrance of the Wall Orphanage, maybe he came earlier today, and there were many children playing in the open space of this desolate orphanage.

It's playing, it's better to say that the children who are being guarded by two nuns are weeding in the grass.Some carried farm tools and trimmed the branches and leaves of the few malnourished ornamental trees in the garden.

Chen Junyu hid quietly on a big tree, he was thinking about the shadow of Tom Riddle, but he looked at the open space carefully, and still didn't see the little guy with black hair and pale face.

He was about to give up and decide to come here again the next day to look for Tom.There was a sudden noise in an open space not far from under the tree. The path was originally quiet.

At this moment, the threatening sounds of children came from the path not far away.

He didn't know who the children who were intimidated were, but he jumped off the tree first, separated the children weeding next to the orphanage from the children here, and avoided the louder and louder voices. People are attracted.

He walked quickly to the edge of the grass and scratched the lush grass on both sides. He thought it was Tom, but he saw the little fat man who led him the way that day.

"It's not good for you to do this!"

His sudden voice startled those strong children.

When those children saw someone coming, they ran around like a turkey that had been attacked by surprise, and there was no one in a few seconds.

The little fat man was squatting under the tree, his face still had marks from being pulled out by the tree branches, and his already worn-out clothes were also torn.And his front tooth, which was knocked by something, has been broken, and there is still some blood on the skin of his mouth.

Perhaps it was because he was bullied too badly, the little fat man was still crying intermittently, but he didn't dare to amplify his voice, so he had to half-repress it, fearing that his crying would attract someone.

"Crying can't solve the problem, you should act like a man." Chen Junyu squatted down and checked the little fat man's knocked out front teeth, it was very tragic.

If his teeth had been knocked out like this when he was eight years old, he would have thrown himself into his mother's arms and cried for a long time.

But he knows these children, these are the children in the orphanage, this place provides them with a chance to survive, and loving this kind of thing is an extremely luxury.