[HP] The Last Demon King

Early on Christmas morning, Eridins almost tripped over the pile of gift boxes on the floor when she woke up.

And there is still a steady stream of owls flying in from the window and throwing gifts in.

Eridings waved her wand, and one of the pale gold boxes in the pile of gift boxes flew towards her. Eridings reached out to catch it, untied the silver-white ribbon, and opened the box.

Inside was a gold bracelet with elegant lines. Eredins looked at it carefully for a while, and found that the lines on it were actually the deformation of the combination of M and S letters.

Eridins played with it in her hand for a while, then put it back into the box and put it away by itself, then waved her magic wand to let the rest of the gift box be opened by itself, and put away automatically according to the type of items inside.

Eridins hasn't sent anyone a Christmas present this year, simply because she's out of money and she's spent too much gold on that magic map, but she can't miss Christmas because in the current Under the circumstances, exchanging Christmas gifts is one of the few opportunities for her to tentatively contact other families in an open and honest manner.

During breakfast, Arnold asked Arnold to go to Diagon Alley to buy Christmas gifts, and Arnold said without raising his head while cutting the toast, "Are you going alone?"

"Ah."

"Let Arthur follow you, you can't run around alone," Arnold said.

Eridins glanced at Arthur, who was adding ham to two slices of toast in succession. "If he wants to."

"What?" Arthur held the toast that had turned into a hamburger in his hand, and finally moved his eyes from the pile of ham to Arnold and Eridins.

"Accompany Eridins to Diagon Alley in the afternoon." Arnold said succinctly.

"Why me?" Arthur stared dissatisfied.

"I'm looking for something for you to do." Arnold said coldly. "If your brain doesn't turn around again, it will really turn into a mess."

Arthur's face turned red, "Arnold, do you want to be beaten?!"

"Your ham fell off." Arnold said to the ham that fell from his plate, Arthur turned his gaze back to the plate in front of him, picked up the fallen ham with two fingers and threw it into his mouth, "Don't you think ..." he said while chewing the ham.

"I'm done eating, remember, go out with Eridins in the afternoon." Arnold wiped his mouth and stood up.

"Well, well——" Arthur agreed impatiently, and Arnold glanced at Eridins, as if he wanted to take care of himself, then turned and left the restaurant.

"Suspicion—" Arthur complained, he opened his mouth and took a bite of the hamburger in his hand, leaving a gap that looked like it was bitten by a black bear, and said vaguely: "The donkey who attacked the Hum Demon King? Water will be so hard to think about it?"

Eridins glanced at him and left the table too.

Back in the bedroom, there were some new gifts piled up on the floor, Eridins put them away, then sat down at the table and began to write to Malfoy, "I will be in Diagon Alley in the afternoon, if you have time, you can come Find me".

She sent the letter with the Selwyn's owl, and then went to Selwyn's basement.

After lunch at Selwyn Manor, Arthur took Eredins to the Leaky Cauldron by Floo, and from there to Diagon Alley.

Today's Diagon Alley is not the same as usual. There are colorful lights hanging in front of every shop and on the signboards. Christmas carols are flowing on the street. Every few shops have a beautifully decorated Christmas tree.

From a distance, Eridins could smell the scent of ginger biscuits.

"Look at what these depraved people have made of this place!" Arthur flapped his hands in front of his nose vigorously, and walked forward with a look of disgust: "We'll make it quick, what do you want to buy?"

"I'm going to go to the robe shop to change the sleeve length first, can you wait for me at Florin's cold drink shop?"

"No, I'll go with you." Arthur refused straight away, and Eridins wrote regretfully: "Okay, I originally wanted you to buy the limited drinks that the cold drink shop launched on Christmas first, since you don't want to, Then let's go to Madam Malkin's robe shop."

"Limited drinks?" Eridins seemed to see Arthur's ears perk up.

"Yeah, Dreamy Lemon, and the legendary scones that are only available this time of year."

Before Aridins's words were fully visible, Arthur said firmly: "Understood, I'll wait for you at the cold drink shop, come quickly."

Ditching Arthur, Aridins immediately went to Gringotts.

The goblins who work in Gringotts are short, with spindly hands and feet, and long beards.

A goblin led her to the counter, where there were nearly a hundred goblins working, and Eridins put the old key in front of one of the goblins, and "fetched something".

The goblin glanced at the words she manifested, then raised the key and looked at it carefully, "No problem, I'll find someone to take you to the underground vault—Grey!"

A goblin came up, "Follow me, miss."

Gray led her down a narrow stone corridor, down to a small railway.Gray whistled, and a trolley sped along the track, Gray beckoned Eridings to get on, and the trolley set off again—quickly, turning countless turns, Often just turn left and turn the next turn, then turn back——

Eridins's long black hair was blown behind her head by the wind, revealing her slender neck and pointed and thin chin. On her beautiful face, a pair of black phoenix eyes with jewel-like luster and coldness looked at her quietly. Looking forward, she was sitting in this small broken car, but it made people watching think that she was sitting on a luxury yacht by the sea.

"Are you-re-recording-road-?" The goblin named Gray said loudly in the wind while clutching the hat on its head.

"You're overthinking, no one can remember this way." Eridins smiled.

"Your expression doesn't say that." Gray muttered, and the wind blew away his voice in an instant.

At last the trolley came to a stop in front of a door in a passageway, and Gray jumped first, and Eridins got off the cart after it.

Gray unlocked the door, and a thick green smoke came out. Eridins sniffed it, it was the smell of Zavala potion, rhododendron plus amber liquid, and a little concoction—people usually It is made into a spray and sprayed on metals and other valuables to keep them from spoiling and rusting.But it was the first time for Eridins to see the gas Zavala potion, which was more convenient and didn't need to respray the potion continuously in a short time, but it was much more difficult to make.

The green smoke cleared, and Eridins saw the entire vault covered with coins, neat gold, not a single silver Sickle or copper Knut—all gold Galleons.And on top of the gold coins piled up a few feet, there was a scepter with a huge ruby ​​inlaid on the head-a blue vase with a head protruding from the gold coins-and many other things that seemed worthless at first glance. Fey decorations.

Eridins took out an inconspicuous purse, waved her magic wand towards the vault, countless gold coins flew up, and flew into Eredins' purse one by one in an orderly manner.

In this small purse, she cast a traceless stretching spell. In theory, she could take away all the contents of this vault, but to be on the safe side, she kept half of it. Even so, the amount in her purse It's not a small amount either.

Aridins had already spent a lot of time in Gringotts, and she headed for Florin's Soda Shop as soon as she got back to the surface.

When Aridins arrived at Florin's, there was already a stack of empty plates in front of Arthur, and he was sipping a drink garnished with lemon, which Aridins believed was by no means the first.

"Oh, here you go—hey, Florin, here's another Dreamy Lemon—do you want scones? They're pretty good, I mean, you've got to try them." After finishing speaking, Ridings turned her head and shouted at the top of her voice, "One more scone!"

Eridins put down the conjured umbrella against the table, Arthur looked at the sky, and looked at Eridens strangely: "The sun is not very bright today."

"I'm more sensitive to light," Eridins wrote, "probably because I'm used to being underground."

Arthur moved slightly restlessly on the plastic chair.

"Your dream lemon and scones, sir." Florin came over with a plate. He was a kind middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance, but his craftsmanship was outstanding.

"Oh . . . in front of her," said Arthur.

Florin put the scones and drinks in front of Eridins, and said with a smile on her face: "Merry Christmas to you both, call me whenever you need."

After Florin left, Arthur carefully looked at Eridings's expression, and Eridings was impatient with his silent gaze, and took the initiative to break the silence: "Do you have anything to say?"

"Um...uh, I want to know...are you still angry about what happened when you were a child? I was not very polite to you back then..."

Eridins gave him a strange look: "No, why should I be angry?"