HP Wendy's crossing running account

"Please allow me to walk with you, Miss Carter." Solomon was a small man with a baby face, and the handsome and thin outline of the future was looming on the face of a child who had not yet entered puberty.There was a bit of shyness in his politeness, and his large, flickering eyes looked particularly stupid.

"Crack." Tom hammered Solomon on the head. "Again."

Solomon held his head and didn't feel annoyed. He smiled and approached Wendy: "Good morning, Wendy. I want to go to that, that wizard street with you."

Wendy smiled and nodded: "Good morning, Solomon."

As soon as the greeting was finished, Young Master Solomon was pulled into the room by Tom. "Time is running out, I have to get you a wizard robe, if you don't want to cause crowds in Diagon Alley."

Wendy, who had already put on her school uniform, waited quietly by the door. To be honest, she was very surprised. Solomon, who had been well-clothed since he was a child, often visited the Wall Orphanage recently. His gray robe didn't change his face either.

The time is the summer vacation of 1939. Hitler crazily persecutes the Jews in the country, and the Japanese army has already occupied half of China.The most rampant period of fascist forces, and the anti-fascist united front has not yet been formed.Wendy closed her eyes.She was preparing for her second year at Hogwarts when the motherland was in danger? !Whenever she was free, guilt haunted her.But she was still too young, she couldn't even interfere with what happened in the European magic world, how could she extend her hand eight time zones away?

I wanted to get busy, Wendy forced herself to concentrate and began to deduce the latest version of the forbidden spell.The "Red Storm" was already saturated a week ago, and she wondered if she could channel the magic power in it to maintain the enchanted field.Using magic items as the source of magic power to release the spell requires the knowledge of wandless magic, but it is not difficult to deduce it because it has been practiced by the predecessors.Wendy had already done animal experiments, but before she could actually apply it to wizards, she had to double-check it a few more times.

When Wendy mentally calculated the energy formula of the Magic Field for the third time, Tom and Solomon pushed the door and came out—two handsome boys in Slytherin school uniforms.Solomon's green tie stands out.

"Bold enough, Slytherin. It's just Tom, how would you explain it if you ran into someone from your house?"

Tom showed a threatening smile: "I'll just say, it's a secret."

Then the group of shaking M will make up a lot of it by themselves, right?

Wendy is convinced of Tom's ability.After confirming the book list and Jin Gallon, the three boys and girls headed towards the Leaky Cauldron.

Wizard Street was certainly new to Solomon.The ice cream that never melts, the chirping owls and the broomsticks that wizard children are obsessed with are all products from the fairy tale world.

But this young master who was born in a big chaebol showed considerable determination.Instead of indulging in children's fun, he listened with relish to Tom talking about the daily economic activities of wizards.Like members of Congress, the two boys with excellent financial sense walked towards Gringotts all the way, discussing in a low voice while taking square steps.

Wendy was wandering around Diagon Alley alone with three newly purchased textbooks.They had agreed to have lunch at the Leaky Cauldron at twelve o'clock noon, and it was only nine o'clock in the morning.She didn't ask what Tom and Solomon were going to do in Gringotts for three hours. Even if the Dark Lord asked Shi Lezhi to cause an economic crisis in the wizarding world, she should at least trust the prudence of the Rothschild family.

Diagon Alley is sunny.It's a good weather for the whole family to go shopping, and the school is about to start. Even Muggle parents can be seen everywhere. It's really suitable for fishing in troubled waters.

Wendy walked slowly through the crowd, but unfortunately she didn't find the little friend she knew.Maybe there are too many people.After giving up the plan to run into acquaintances by chance, Wendy turned her attention to the shops in Diagon Alley.Several new shops have appeared. Even in the shadow of war, commercial activities are still the most dynamic and innovative content in the wizarding world.

"'Green Ball'?" Wendy glanced suspiciously at the huge log signboard, among a group of names such as "Ollivander", "Mrs. Such an ordinary word does not resemble the name of the store at all.

Moreover, it does not conform to the wizard's naming aesthetics.

This newly opened shop has a huge glass window, in which there are many large and small handicrafts densely suspended: wood carvings of African chiefs, Indian feather headdresses, dried hibiscus wreaths, yellowed runes A nautical chart of runes, a model of an Athens temple, a kangaroo book... On the upper left, Wendy also found a set of exquisite blue and white porcelain tea sets, and a Tibetan prayer wheel.

They are all magical items.

Wendy stared at the set of blue and white porcelain almost greedily. Through the glass, she couldn't accurately detect the magic on it, but she still had the urge to cry.The connection point between the past life and the present life suddenly hit her in front of her eyes—in China, it is very likely that wizards also exist!

Probably because she stayed in front of the window for too long, the clerk of "Green Ball" opened the door and came out. "Good morning, miss. How can I help you—"

"boom!"

The loud sound made Wendy's heart beat violently.The stress response allows her to find the source of danger in 0.5 seconds, which is effortless at all.A panicked crowd poured out of a shop diagonally opposite, whether they were dressed as wizards or Muggles, it made no difference at this moment.The woman screamed loudly, and the strong father desperately searched for his child in the chaos of wolves.

"Bang!" There was another loud bang, and half of the shop was blown up.Pink plush and chocolates are blown apart in what appears to be a gift shop selling things that kids will love.

Half of the cattail landed at Wendy's feet, half of its head was blown off, and transparent mucus was left at the fracture.The cute little pet twitched intermittently, but was powerless to resist the loss of vitality.

Wendy's pupils shrank suddenly.She was already aware of the danger, and the two safest paths quickly emerged in her mind: one, run to Gringotts in the opposite direction, looking for Tom; the other, enter the adjacent shop to hide.The risk of the former comes from the chaotic stampede crowd, and the risk of the latter comes from the spread of dangerous sources.

Before Wendy made a decision, a burst of mournful crying interrupted her train of thought. "Whoa whoa—Mommy—"

"Shut up! Muggles!" a hoarse male voice said.

A skinny figure in a black robe appeared in the shop that had blown away half of its facade. His young face was pale and distorted, and he was indescribably ferocious.The veined left arm waved the wand nervously.In front of him was a woman in a long skirt, whose face could not be seen clearly, but the slowly oozing blood was enough to explain the problem.

A child who seemed to be still babbling lay down on the woman and cried loudly: "Mommy—Mommy—"

"Ah—Muggle, Muggle, Muggle—" the black-robed man rubbed his hair frantically, "Muggle, Mudblood is full of Diagon Alley...Kill you, kill you all!"

He suddenly calmed down and his body stopped shaking.The wand was firmly aimed at the baby who couldn't even use magic riots to save himself, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "For the welfare and happiness of wizard children, declare war on the Muggle world! Long live Grindelwald!"

The crowd was chaotic, not without adult wizards trying to subdue the terrorist at first.But as soon as the name of a generation of Dark Lords appeared, the second wave of panic began, and some people even threw away their wands!

There is no time to hesitate!

An innocent little life is about to die!

"Whoosh!" A small bright red ball flew towards the black-robed man, but because of insufficient strength, it only hit his right leg. "Chi!" A red aura exploded centered on the ball, covering the lower right part of the black-robed man's body.The abundant magic power caused several red electric snakes to sprout from the edge of the aura.

wrong!

The forbidden magic field will not have such intense fluctuations in magic power.

However it was too late.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa——' the part of his body that was shrouded in the unknown magic field was completely disintegrated within ten seconds, turning into a vacuum.His legs disappeared and he fell heavily to the ground.The fracture of the abdomen is very smooth, it is part of a sphere, and has a very perfect curvature.It can be seen that there are multiple intestinal sections, pleural diaphragm, half of the lung, and throbbing large blood vessels on the cut surface.

The messy face of the black-robed man could hardly distinguish the original facial features.He still held his wand tightly in his left hand, and crawled towards the perpetrator with half of his body supported on his elbows.The senses blurred by the pain could not allow him to lock on to Wendy, but he still knew the general location.He tried to cast the most vicious spell he could cast in the direction he remembered.

However, the magic field that devoured the magic organisms changed further, and the red current-like energy on the spherical surface became more active, and began to absorb magic power from the section.Before the black-robed man's spell left the wand, it flowed back down the arm and back to the body, and finally the blood passing through the cross-section became part of the mutant forbidden magic field.

The man was already at the end of his strength, he hoarsely roared one curse after another, like a hyena.The tip of the wand flickered in a final madness.

Finally, he used a black magic that Wendy had never heard of.Perhaps it was because of the strange structure of the black magic itself, or perhaps it was because this spell contained the strongest hatred and unwillingness of a wizard on his deathbed. He succeeded, and the spell flew out.

In the shock and fear of the audience, a pair of strong arms hugged the cold Wendy and took a few steps back decisively, calmly avoiding the black magic.

"Son, boy, are you okay?"

The voice of the clerk seems to be separated by hundreds of meters of sea water, clear and ethereal.

Wendy didn't respond.

The clerk put Wendy down and began to cast a stun spell on the half-body dark wizard.It was useless, the stun spell that fell on the man was also absorbed by the powerful magic field.

Mr. Clerk was not discouraged, and continued to use "faintly" one after another.

In the silence after the chaos, only the sound of "faintly" echoed clearly.

Gradually, the wizards around were also inspired, they picked up or dug out their wands one after another, and joined the team that used the stun spell on the dark wizard.The sound of chanting mantras changed from chaotic to orderly.

"Damn." Six neat curses hit the black-robed man.

"Damned!" Ten curses.

"Damned!!" Twelve curses.

"Damned!!!" 21 spells.

Old ladies and old men, underage wizards, and even Muggle parents who don't know magic also joined the army of spells.

"Dizzy!!!!!!!!!" The voice resounded over Diagon Alley.

The black-robed man died at some point.

Tired of crying, the little baby who survived the catastrophe lay quietly on top of its mother's body.

The already unstable Forbidden Magic Field was disturbed by a large number of external spells and gradually dissipated.Without the barrier at the edge of the forbidden magic field, broken internal organs flowed out from the black-robed man's body, and blood flowed all over the place.

"Ugh." Wendy retched violently.Even though his belly was full of breakfast, he couldn't spit out anything, only sour water kept coming up from his stomach.The first major spell failure and the first murder came unexpectedly, but her heart was like a peaceful snowfield.

If it was all over again, she would still do it.At most, throw the red storm ball a little more accurately.

The coldness that came from the depths of her soul made her heart constrict.Instinctively, with trembling hands, she took out a handful of nitroglycerin tablets from the close-fitting medicine bottle and stuffed them all into her mouth.

Dazed by the overdose, she fell backwards and was caught by a pair of broad hands.

The author has something to say:

Happy belated birthday to Ah Zong.

Happy Double Eleven.

The deadline is on weekends, and I will try to release the next update before the 15th.