It can be said that growing up, Thomas never felt that he would be a special person.

He was born into a modest wizarding family, his father was a small sales manager at the Lichen bookstore in Diagon Alley, and his mother was a little-known writer for witch costume magazines.

As for himself, after graduating from Hufflepuff House at Hogwarts, he has been working as his keeper at the Owl Post Office in Diagon Alley.

Over the years, my father has retired from the Blotted bookstore, and he has a wife as ordinary as him, and a pair of children who are more or less lovely.

Therefore, in fact, he thought more than once that his life would probably be dull and unaccomplished. Like his parents, he watched his children grow up, and then lived an ordinary life like mead mixed with water like his useless father.

Yes, just like mead mixed with water, although it is light and tasteless in the mouth, you can barely smell a little sweet aroma afterwards.

Of course, if you drink too much, you will definitely get drunk and stay in a mess until you fall asleep.

"Maybe this is Hufflepuff, right?"

Thomas didn't know whether to blame the Sorting Hat for his mediocre life, but he did occasionally use it to comfort himself...... Especially in daily life or work, when you encounter some unpleasant times.

However, when Thomas discovers that there is a Hufflepuff that is beyond his common sense, appears again and again in all corners of his life. He knew that he might never be able to say that sentence again.

Yes, there are people in Hufflepuff who have achieved great things. Even if you don't mention that McLean, there are many Hufflepuff-born celebrities in this world.

It's just that he...... Or rather, it's just that many people subconsciously ignore the Hufflepuffs because of their common low-key personality.

Yes, the mediocre is just this self who doesn't know what to work for.

So, when the moment came when Voldemort and Greenwald both died in the Hogwarts vestibule and the entire wizarding world was at peace, Thomas ordered a personal correspondence course in the protection of magical biology, intending to fight again.

I think that when he was at Hogwarts, his grades in most subjects were not up to the top, but his talent in this course was quite good. If you can take a senior breeder's certificate seriously, you may be able to get a better job than raising owls.

All right! He knew that his ambition was probably just a little bit like that—that's it, he gritted his teeth and barely decided!

But who knows that the world is unpredictable, and Helbo's present life will ruin his already boring life.

Turmoil after turmoil led to the closure of the quill shop where his wife worked as a salesman; All kinds of unknown dangers also made him have no intention of studying and working.

But the trouble clearly doesn't stop there.

When the fog unexpectedly descended on London, he and his colleagues were dumbfounded.

At that time, there were no Aurors stationed in Diagon Alley, but the attack of those unknown dark wizards came first. Seeing that his colleagues were trying to escape home, he thought that he still had his wife and children at home, so he subconsciously ran away.

However, it was clear that it was a terribly wrong decision - during the run, his colleagues were hit by the blinding green light one after another, and fear lingered in his heart.

But should he be said to be lucky? Or is it bad luck?

Before he knew it, he found himself one of the few people who had escaped from Diagon Alley, but he had also lost his way due to the running and the fog around him.

There are undoubtedly few wizards in the wizarding world who often wander around Muggle cities, and he certainly doesn't. London is not a very familiar place for him.

Since then, Thomas has been hiding in the streets of London, almost being discovered several times by the dark wizards who suddenly became insane.

Fortunately, I don't know if it's because he has too much bad luck and can't even look at this world, he has avoided it quite dangerously several times in a row.

It's a pity that he hadn't drunk that extremely expensive elixir, and his good luck would run out sooner or later—well, at least that's what Thomas thought.

“…… Peace and peace guard. ”

On a corner of an alley, Thomas cowered between a large clamshell dumpster and a brick wall, carefully casting the only protective charm he could use.

Charms and Defence Against the Dark Arts had never been his forte, and for every final exam that year, his evaluation was almost always above the passing mark.

But now, he had to hide here and use this protective charm to hold on.

Because he found that there was a terrible-looking mad wizard in front of him who had walked into this alley, and on the other side of this corner, there was a dead end!

Is he still going to die? Oh no, he didn't want to die at all...... Although it is fortunate to be able to survive in hiding until now, it is already the result of luck.

But he really didn't want to die, there was still a long-awaited wife and a pair of children at home, and he must not leave the mother and son and die like this.

However, his worthless life no longer seems to belong to him.

"Click...... Click...... Click......"

Maybe it's because the gray fog is everywhere you look, and the messy and dragging footsteps seem so clear. Before the man was in front of him, the chilling atmosphere had already come to his side, as if it was freezing the air around him.

A feeling of suffocation made Thomas want to gasp for breath, but he held back for fear of being easily detected by the other party.

Perhaps it was because he had held his breath for too long, he felt a little dizzy in his head, and the scene in the alley in front of him became more and more difficult to see.

And at this moment, a foot suddenly stepped out of the fog in front of him...... Then there was the other leg, half of the body, and a gloomy face in a trance.

The creature felt like a mouthful of phlegm stuck in his throat, and he swayed as he walked around the corner where Thomas was.

Thomas knows each other, and two of his colleagues were killed by this guy before!

Because the second colleague desperately cast a smashing spell on this guy's waist before he died, there is still a blur of flesh and blood on the opponent's waist and eyes, so Thomas remembers it very clearly.

However, the injury on the other party's body not only did not make Thomas feel that it was a chance, but also made the fear in his heart even worse.

Somehow, these mad wizards seemed to have lost their sense of pain completely, and didn't care about the rather serious wounds.

These guys are complete lunatics.

"Don't find out...... Don't find me here...... Don't ...... Just walk over it! I beg you to ......"

Thomas didn't know what to do anymore, he could only pray in his heart, even though he didn't even know who to pray.

No way, wizards don't believe in gods and Buddhas, do they?

Maybe it's because he can't even find a person to pray for, and his helpless hope hasn't come true. The moment the mad wizard dragged his whole body to this side and stopped in front of him, Thomas's mind went blank.

But for some reason, he raised his wand in his hand.

"Except for you...... Weapons. ”

It's a disarming charm, learned in school in the past, a Defence Against the Dark Arts spell that is too basic to be basic.

I remember that when he practiced in a team with his classmates in class, he couldn't even complete the spell, and every time someone else would take away his wand in an instant.

So when Thomas realized that he had cast the spell as a last resort, there was only a flash of self-deprecation in his empty mind.

But......

"Thorn-bang!"

A blind, almost scorching arc of red light burst out of the tip of his wand like lightning, striking the chest of the mad wizard who was close at hand in the blink of an eye.

Then, Thomas saw that the arc of light pushed it backwards against the opponent's body, and fell far back into the fog.

When the wand in the other party's hand rolled to his feet, he raised his hand and slapped himself with a "snap".

"Shhh...... Hurt! ”

What just happened? Is that a disarming charm? Was it a disarming spell he cast with his own hands?

Are you kidding!

Even if he wasn't good at Charms at all, Thomas had honestly studied at Hogwarts for seven years. He clearly remembered that a disarming spell of this strength like the one just now had only been seen when the professor demonstrated it!

Thomas looked down at his hands, at the rustic wand that had been with him for many years, a little bent, and half-open and completely speechless.

“…… Hell yes. ”

But at this moment, there was a sudden sound of a sound in the fog in the alleyway ahead, reminding him that now was not the time to be dumbfounded.

Fortunately, he was in the corner just now, and the mad wizard was standing in front of him. So with his disarming spell, he coincidentally knocked the opponent flying in the direction leading to death.

And now, the road where the other party came is obviously unimpeded.

"Run!"

Shicai's surprisingly powerful disarming spell was attributed by Thomas to an accidental outburst between life and death. Needless to say, he didn't think he could do it again.

Therefore, the best option now is to run away while the other party has not yet come.

However, just as Thomas hurriedly got up and was about to run with his leg raised, his right foot that stepped forward stopped for no reason.

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