HP Wendy's crossing running account

Wendy felt powerless.

Although Tom didn't have any special dislike for Dumbledore, he also didn't have any special favor.Almost subconsciously, he wanted to get rid of this strange professor and explore the unknown magical world freely.As for Dumbledore, maybe he didn't even notice it himself. Although he was trying to transform into a stable and amiable direction, there was still a genius's unique aloofness in his bones.

It's really tiring to smooth things over between two incomplete secondary illnesses!

Wendy sighed helplessly, and decided to continue acting stupid.

"Sir." Wendy grabbed Dumbledore's clothes at the entrance of the orphanage, "Shall we walk? To that Diagon Alley."

"Well. Actually, apparating is the quickest way. But, you're too young. There's no floo fireplace or portkey here either. And—" Dumbledore bent slightly, his eyes clear to this one. The girls are still very fond of her, "——Considering Little Wendy's physical condition, you don't like these violent ways of traveling."

"But, is it far away?" Wendy frowned in distress, but there was some excited consideration in her eyes.

Dumbledore laughed, the job of picking up the little wizard was much more interesting than he had imagined.He blinked slyly: "It's really far away. Wendy may not be able to walk such a long distance, so what should I do?"

Wendy rushed forward and hugged her thigh: "Sir, sir! Can you transform a pumpkin carriage? There are also mice that turn into horses. I've always wanted a pumpkin carriage, but neither Tom nor I have succeeded."

Tom saw that Wendy was a little upset about Dumbledore's cuteness, and took the opportunity to attack her: "You have been thinking about your pumpkin carriage since you were 5 years old, and you still haven't woken up from this daydream."

"But, sir, he is a professor. It should be possible - Tom doesn't want to take a pumpkin carriage?"

Tom curled his lips in disdain: "I'm not a naive little girl." But his eyes drifted towards Dumbledore intentionally or unintentionally.

The tall, brown-haired man laughed out loud, his chest making a muffled sound.For the first time there was a curiosity to try something new in his eyes, which made him look like a Gryffindor. "Is this a Muggle fairy tale?"

"Yes, sir! Cinderella's fairy godmother turned a pumpkin into a carriage, and four mice into four horses pulling the cart! Wendy is not that greedy, as long as Wendy has a one-horse cart, OK."

Dumbledore's blue eyes sparkled: "I have never tried to turn a pumpkin into a carriage. Although it is not allowed to use magic in front of Muggles, it is just to let them see a carriage passing by on the street." It doesn't matter (why do you think you're so excited about violating the rules, sure enough, Second Deng)...Then what we need now is a pumpkin? Maybe a mouse?"

Amid the exclamations of Wendy and Tom, a round and exquisite yellow carriage was born in the yard of the orphanage, and a healthy bay red horse snorted in front of the carriage.

"Want a white horse, Tom, the story is about a white horse."

The two children ran forward and put their hands on the horse.Then the bay horse turned into a beautiful white horse.

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows in surprise, but said nothing.

A few minutes later, Tom and Wendy sat excitedly in the pumpkin carriage, looking out the window at the streets of London slowly receding.The orange-yellow cushion is soft, with a faint fragrance of pumpkin.The degree of transformation and retention is just right, and it is worthy of being a professor who teaches transfiguration.

"Professor Dumbledore, the school will also teach us these magics?" Tom was ambitious.

"Transfiguration is different from ordinary spells, so a separate class is taught. In fact, I am the professor of Transfiguration at Hogwarts."

Tom's eyes finally showed a hint of admiration: "That is to say, you are the best in Transfiguration."

Dumbledore smiled silently.

"So when are we going to do this?"

"This question - it's actually not as difficult as I imagined. As long as you master the method of getting started, it will be much smoother later. About the third grade, you can conjure a pumpkin carriage by yourself. Living organisms Transfiguration is a little more difficult and a higher grade class."

Tom lowered his head and began to think about his plan to dominate Hogwarts.

"Would you like something to eat? Children." Dumbledore waved his wand, and a jug of hot pumpkin juice and a stack of yellow pumpkin pies appeared on the small crimson coffee table.

Tom glanced at it with some disgust: "Why are they all pumpkins?"

Dumbledore laughed inscrutably: "Because we only have pumpkins."

Wendy ignored the two secondary illnesses who were playing machine fronts, and started eating very naturally.She has a tough battle ahead, but she needs to replenish her energy well.She has been silently planning this plan for several years. Although the price of failure will be heavy, it is worth a try!Even, this is the best opportunity, and it is an opportunity to kill two birds with one stone!

The Leaky Cauldron is just up north, not far from Lambeth, near the River Thames.The three of them got off the carriage in a nondescript old-fashioned street, next to the legendary dirty bar.Probably because of the different times, the bar is not surrounded by bustling bookstores and record stores, but houses that are neither inhabited nor open for business.

The Leaky Cauldron was dark but lively, with wizards in robes and pointed hats gathering in twos and threes to drink.The bartender was a somewhat bold young man, and he said hello while wiping the glass: "Good morning, Albus. Take the little wizard to Diagon Alley?"

"Good morning, Tom—"

Tom made a snort.

"—oh, we've got another Tom here."

The bartender lowered his head and showed a big smile at Tom: "Let me tell you, this name is too common, isn't it? I'll treat you to pudding next time, young man."

"Let's talk about it later, Tom. We must go."

Tom of the Riddle family nodded politely to the bartender Tom, and followed Dumbledore across the bar to the patio. Dumbledore took out his wand and tapped it lightly on a wall brick three times, bending Diagon Alley shows its magical appearance.

There are many shops open.The nearest one is a store that sells all kinds of large pots (Wendy refuses to call this kind of utensil that looks like soup can be boiled as a crucible. or quartz crucible).Followed by drug stores selling all kinds of weird materials, beautifully decorated clothing stores, the famous Lihen Bookstore, the most lively Quidditch boutique...

Even though she had watched the movie in her previous life and imagined the scene of Diagon Alley countless times in her mind, Wendy was still attracted by this real and wonderful world.She looked around carefully, wishing to stuff all this massive amount of information into her mind.

Instead, it was Tom who discovered the problem first. "Wendy, we don't have any money. And look—" Tom pointed to two wizards who were bargaining, and they excitedly shouted words like "Galleon" and "Sickle", "—the currency here is not GBP."

"They should have a currency exchange facility, otherwise those little Muggle-born wizards will be in big trouble."

"Yes, but it's just—since we rejected the training method arranged by Dick and Ralph, it's not appropriate to accept their funding. I don't want to owe others too much!" (Young Tom, you have such a This kind of awareness is really well taught by everyone.)

Wendy nodded: "In other words, we are penniless. The British government will not pay orphans to go to magic schools. Usually, in this case, the cost of going to school comes from scholarships."

The two children turned to Dumbledore together: "Professor Dumbledore, are there any scholarships at Hogwarts?"

Dumbledore had been prepared for a long time and took out two leather money bags from his arms. "Hogwarts does have a fund for those who need help with textbooks and gowns. But—"

"Thank you, Professor Dumbledore." Tom and Wendy said in unison, taking the money bag from Dumbledore.

"A total of twenty-nine gold coins and seven silver coins." Tom counted quickly.

"I'm the same here."

"Professor, what is the exchange rate between gold coins and silver coins?"

Dumbledore was not annoyed by the truncated words, and replied very seriously: "17 silver Sickles are equal to 1 Gold Galleon, and 29 Copper Knuts are equal to 1 Silver Sickle."

"Converted to 500 Sickles per person."

When Tom calculated the result in his mind, Wendy had already taken out the list: "Three sets of robes, a hat, a pair of protective gloves, a cloak, a magic wand, a cauldron, a set of medicine bottles, a scale, a A telescope and seven textbooks."

Tom frowned slightly: "Let's investigate the market prices separately first. I seriously suspect that 500 silver coins may not be able to buy all these things." After speaking, he took the lead towards the store selling cauldrons.

Wendy looked reassuringly at Dumbledore who was left on the sidelines (I know it's faster to ask you for an answer), and the two people with huge disparity in height blinked at each other. "It's okay, professor. We'll figure it out ourselves. Why don't you sit on the chair over there for a while?" Wendy pointed to a pastry shop and said.

About 10 minutes later, Tom and Wendy meet Dumbledore at "Lady Lankey's Pastry Shop".Wendy originally thought that "Old Bee" would buy a bunch of desserts to pass the time.However, apart from a cup of black coffee, there was nothing else on the table in front of Dumbledore.Unable to bear to look at Dumbledore's melancholy eyes while drinking coffee, Wendy coughed lightly, drawing the attention of a handsome man who didn't know what he was thinking.

Dumbledore smiled: "The bitter taste of coffee can clear the mind, although it is not very popular in the wizarding world-have you drawn any conclusions?"

The representative of the concluding speech has always been Tom: "Dragon skin protective gloves and wands are related to safety issues and cannot be bought cheaply, so 17 Galleons are needed. Among the remaining items, even if you choose the cheapest glass medicine bottle and the cheapest Cheap fabrics, reducing three sets of gowns to two sets, no hats and cloaks, two optional items of clothing, plus bookstore discounts, we can’t afford it. Unless it’s—buy all second-hand textbooks and second-hand clothes, so there are 500 to 15 left over from 25 Sickles.”

"Crack, clap." Dumbledore applauded. "It's very exciting, I guess, whether it is among Muggle children or young wizards, it is very rare to be able to analyze the purchasing power of their property in such a short period of time. It seems that the suffering in life does bring us extra 'Fortune', isn't it?" He drank the contents of the cup in front of him, stood up and walked out of the dessert shop, "Then, go and complete your shopping list."

Dumbledore and Tom were both walking on the cobblestone-paved street, only to realize that Wendy was two steps behind them, with her head slightly lowered, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Wendy?"

"Sir!" The blond girl raised her delicate face, her expression was unprecedentedly serious.

"What's the matter, Wendy?" The tall man turned around, the girl's height did not reach his waist.

"I have something very important to say."

"kindness."

"Tom can speak the language of the snake, but I can't learn it. Speaking the language of the snake, even among wizards, is it very rare?"

"Although it is indeed rare, it is not uncommon. Many famous wizards in history are snake whisperers."

"Is the ability of snake language inherited from the family?"

"As far as I know, yes."

"Are there still many families that have inherited the snake language ability?"

Dumbledore laughed: "Not much, I think. In fact, there hasn't been a snake whisperer in the wizarding world for a long time."

Tom seemed to realize something too, with an annoyed look on his face.

Wendy closed her eyes, then opened them again.

burn one's boats!

"Can you help Tom find his family? Through the clues of the snake language. Even if the parents are gone, there will still be relatives. If Tom can get an extra alimony from his relatives, there is no need to buy second-hand ones." Robes and textbooks."

"Wendy!" Tom finally shouted, blushing.

Such a matter involving family privacy, without the consent of the parties involved, is too much even among ordinary friends.Not to mention Tom Riddle.

Wendy stood on the street with people coming and going, motionless like a rock in running water.There seemed to be many things in her quiet eyes, but nothing at all.

She had to detonate this contradiction in advance, long before Tom had accumulated too much expectation of the Slytherin blood, and at the same time under Dumbledore's nose.

Even at the worst price, she would lose all of Tom's accumulated affection for her so far.

However, the subtle influence she can have on Tom can no longer produce new tricks, and the intervention of Dick and old Ralph has also made the bond between Tom and the Muggle world much deeper than in the original book.Considering that she will not be able to enter Slytherin House even if she dies, it is almost inevitable that the two will drift apart after arriving at Hogwarts.In general, as a friend of the outer court, she will have very limited role in breaking the Dark Lord in the future. It is better to use this friendship for the last fight, and eliminate the initial reason for the Dark Lord to go on the road of murder.Even if he does not change his mind, he can directly expose his biggest background and hole cards to Dumbledore.

Wendy's blue eyes seemed to reflect the color of the sky, and she felt that her heart was so calm and cold.

She is like Anna after all.

The author has something to say:

Kneel down for the speed of the Internet at home.

This was one of two stalks that prompted the birth of this article.One day, Mou Song seriously thought about how to correct the Dark Lord.Then came up with a very Marysu method.A little girl naively said to Dumbledore who came to pick Tom up: "Can you find Tom's family through Parseltongue (at this time only the descendants of Slytherin can speak Parseltongue, and the descendants are only The Gaunt family is gone, you can find it if you look for it)? Then Tom will have money, so he doesn’t need to buy second-hand robes.” It must be Tianlei Mary Sue who is still complacent about saying this, Tom will definitely turn his face , I want you to take care of my affairs? !However, the conclusion reached after calm thinking is the same.Involving Dumbledore in Tom's family-hunting plan is simply a draw from the bottom of the pot.But the proposer himself will pay a considerable price, unless there is a considerable emotional foundation and transformation foundation before.

Knowing the price, doing it after careful consideration is the difference between a loving Marysu and a little white Marysu.

So this article is listed as the hp article of the "To My Dear Mary Sue" series.