Chapter 12: Diagon Alley

These days, Muggles have their own cars, and wizards who are still in the leading position as a technology tree will not travel far with their feet.

As soon as he went out, a large bus fell on the gravel road in front of Sephiroth.

The huge, heavy bus slammed vertically to the ground, and instead of falling into a mass of scattered parts, it made a sound even quieter than the sound of a cat falling on the ground. Moreover, the entire car was invisible, invisible to Muggles except wizards.

Sephiroth pouted in his heart, Muggles really should learn the wizard's shock absorption method. To Saphiroth, who had the memories of the Emperor, it seemed like a car that should have been in a museum for people to visit, rather than a roaring car driving around in front of his house, to challenge the limits of his patience. Several times he wanted to throw a curse directly.

"Diagon Alley?"

"Six silver sico. It's time to be a new student at Hogwarts, so get on board! ”

After getting into the car and stuffing a few sicos into the oval barrel, the car started again.

Uncle Driver is a very capable person, and as soon as Sephiroth gets in the car, he doesn't care that the other party is just an eleven-year-old child, and his mouth is like he can't stop talking.

If you change to a child, you probably have to be impatient and angry.

Fortunately, Sephiroth was a "good boy" and a real gentleman, and even a small driver, Sephiroth, listened carefully to his speech, and answered a few words along his topic from time to time.

Sure enough, such an action had a very good effect.

If this shijie has a favorability system, then Sephiroth can see that the driver's favorability towards him has skyrocketed.

Before you know it, the car is at the door of Diagon Alley, and Sephiroth is happy to get out of the car after confirming its destination.

"Little sir, I can only send it here, you can get off! By the way, you've got such an appetite for me, and if you need a ride when you come back, I'll give you a ride back for free. Also, Zuihou wishes you a happy shopping next! ”

With a wave of his hat, the driver's uncle stepped on the accelerator and drove the car into the sky.

“zaijian！”

When the car was gone, Sephiroth straightened up and looked down at his clothes, which were fine. With the polite smile that had been fixed on his face for many years, he walked into Diagon Alley.

You must not be rude in front of people, this is the minimum etiquette of nobles.

Diagon Alley, cloaked people come and go in the streets, and the goods on the roadside stalls are so strange that it almost makes people wonder if this is still the earth.

A string of withered paws was hung in front of the shop, and strange hobbies were common in this place, and even Sephiroth saw shopkeepers nailing the toilet lid they used at home as decorations.

Maybe they thought it was cool?

The mainstream aesthetic of wizards is so different that Sephiroth has not been able to fit in for so many years.

As a man with a slight habit of cleanliness, Sephiroth says he would never go into the shops of shopkeepers who have seriously deviated from their aesthetics unless it was necessary, and who knows what kind of curiosity they would decorate in the shop. Even if the shopkeeper was standing at the door, greeting him warmly.

Where's Draco?

The place was full of people, and the wide magic robes kept Sephiroth out of sight. Don't forget, Sephiroth is just an eleven-year-old kid now, and he's not like one of those monsters who looks handsome at a young age, and a bird that is close to 1.8 meters old at the age of ten can raise a flag.

Draco, the damn guy, only said the time but didn't say the meeting place before exiting the connection.

Forget it, after so many years of friendship, I also know where this guy Draco will be!

After a moment's pause at the intersection, Sephiroth did not hesitate to head towards Flolin Fosco's ice cream shop.

Sure enough, in Flolin Fosco's ice cream shop, a platinum nobleman with a golden hair on his head was eating happily with a cup of sorbet. Originally, his two henchmen had been driven back by him long ago after comparing them to Sephiroth, and they would become excellent with good people, and vice versa.

"As expected, Draco!"

Raising his voice a little to alert the guy who was still addicted to the sorbet, Sephiroth patted him on the shoulder.

"Oh, Merlin! There you are. Ah, this, I just waited for a long time and had a dry mouth, so I ordered a sorbet to try, and I definitely didn't forget you! ”

Draco, who was intoxicated by the sorbet, was startled and explained in a panic.

"Come on, Draco. It's been less than three minutes since the agreed time, no need to explain! You know? I've always wondered if Merlin just dozed off when you were reincarnated, and mistook you for a boy when you were supposed to be reincarnated as a girl, why do you like these sweets so much! Your personality is like that of a little girl. ”

Seeing Draco explain in a panic, Sephiroth put his hands on his face with a headache.

Draco's face turned red, both of his faces flushed, but he couldn't explain anything, only glared at Sephiroth with an embarrassed look.

Seeing him like this, Sephiroth was even more speechless, if he was a cute girl who made such a gesture, it might be cute, but Draco as a boy would only make people sick to their stomachs. He blushes at every turn, which makes Sephiroth suspect that Merlin must have fallen asleep back then.

Saphiroth, who felt his stomach twitching, quickly interrupted the conversation and shifted the conversation elsewhere.

"I said, Draco. If you're full, isn't it time for us to go? You know, you're going to have to buy a lot of stuff this time. ”

Sephiroth suggested, pointing to the clock.

"Alright, let's go."

Draco glanced at the time, it was indeed not early. He was reluctant to put down the unfinished sorbet and stood up from his seat, showing a look of wanting to leave but not reluctant, and his feet never left the ground.

Well, you can't ask for a child who is only eleven years old and spoiled to have much self-control.

"I'm sorry, Draco. Well, let's have a bite to eat before we go. ”

Looking at Draco's appearance, Sephiroth knew that if he didn't finish his meal, he probably wouldn't be able to concentrate during this shopping trip.

Pulling out a chair and sitting down across from Draco, Sephiroth casually fetched an "ice mouse" from the counter. Draco sat down in surprise, picked up the bowl of sorbet again, smiled happily, and shoveled it up one by one.

See, it's so easy for a child to be satisfied.

After wasting a lot of time, Sephiroth and his party, satisfied that they could no longer eat any more snacks, finally remembered to get down to business.

"Draco, you should have brought enough gold gallons. If you spend all your gold gallons on sweets, Uncle Malfoy will be heartbroken. ”

After paying the bills, Sephiroth could clearly see that Draco's pouch of money had become flattened. And, judging from the amount of gold galleons he paid, although it was an appointment to meet at 3 o'clock, he definitely came more than a few minutes early.

You know, there are still a lot of places to spend money for a while.

Magic wands, school books and props, and school uniforms all add up to hundreds of gold gallons.

Although he could buy those bargains, Aunt Narcissa probably wouldn't watch her children go to school with those low-grade tools, and he didn't want to accompany Draco on a second trip.

"Don't worry, the money for things is on the other side. Where do we go first? ”

Draco patted his pocket, apparently there was a bulging bag of gold coins.

"As a wizard, a wand is essential, so naturally go to the Ollivanders wand shop first. To be honest, it's rare that Uncle Malfoy and Aunt Narcissa didn't come with you. ”

Glancing at Draco, apart from the wand, the most important thing for wizards, everything else could be delivered directly to their home.

Since you don't need to go to Gringotts to withdraw money, you naturally go and buy a wand first.

For wizards, is there anything else to consider?

The Ollivanders Wand Shop, where it hadn't been cleaned for years, had accumulated a thick layer of dust, and it was definitely not pleasant to breathe such air. Even the gate was covered in cobwebs and dust, and Sephiroth was honest, and he didn't want to push it open with his own hands.

As soon as the door was opened, gray dust fell from all corners of the door, like a gray dust waterfall.

"Ahem!" Sephiroth and Draco both choked upon entering the door, which was nothing short of torture for the nobles who penchanted cleanliness and neatness.

Although he really wanted to throw a few [clean up] into the store, Sephiroth Zuihou held back and just covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve.

"Ollivanders, a guest has come to buy a wand. Even if you don't have any customers, at least you should clean the store in the days before the start of school when the new students buy their wands! ”

Draco, who was choking on tears, covered his mouth and shouted, because the two of them knew at a glance that the shopkeeper could not be hidden.

"Welcome, pure-blood young masters of the Malfoy and Stirling families. Ah, it's time for you to go to school, Mr. Malfoy, you still remember the scene when your father came to buy wands, elm, dragon's heart, powerful wands, but unfortunately he spent most of his time in the clothing store instead of wiping his wands. ”

An old, oozing voice slipped into their ears, and Draco shuddered as he shrank behind Sephiroth.

"Alright, Mr. Ollivander, we don't have much time, can we just take out our wand?"

Sephiroth did not waver, he had heard a more terrifying or wonderful sound than this, and a voice that did not even possess magic could shake his will.

Ollivander was so surprised that he turned his gaze to Sephiroth, his hollow and deep eyes that seemed to be able to see through the hearts of others. Sephiroth's eyes lit up, and the pride of the Emperor would not allow him to flinch, and he met Ollivanders' eyes without flinching.

After a moment of silence, Ollivander lowered his head and avoided Sephiroth's glittering gaze, even if the other party had ulterior motives. At the moment, he was just a small wand shop owner.

"Ten inches, hawthorn wood, unicorn hair, fair elasticity. This is yours, Mr. Malfoy. ”

"And you, Mr. Sterling. Purple shirt wood? Pine wood? Oak? …… No! Eleven and a third inches, birch, the horns of the Thestrals, tough and hard. This should be the wand that's perfect for you. ”

The two boxes floated in front of Sephiroth and Draco without wind, and the scene that only appeared in this ghost movie did not scare them, which was all too common in the wizarding world. This was not some ghostly trick, but the result of Ollivanders' manipulation.

Birch?

A test of life and death?

He pulled out his wand and threw a few [clean up] from the surrounding area, and the effect was remarkable, and Sephiroth was satisfied enough to put the wand in his pocket.

Draco did the same as Sephiroth tested his wand, and then was content to play with the first and perhaps the only wand he had ever used best.

After paying the gold Galleons, Draco and Sephiroth left the Ollivanders wand shop.