London is an open city, but it's also a bustling city, and at least the West End deserves that title. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In stark contrast to the bustling West End, London's East End, often portrayed as a slum, poverty and crime, is close to the docks, and its inhabitants are mostly poor and immigrants from coolie backgrounds, struggling to survive or dream.

Rennes Alcania grew up in such an environment and managed to grow up to the age of 11.

His father struggled to make ends meet on the docks, his mother worked odd jobs in a restaurant that didn't do much, and he had a four-year-old brother.

Although the slum school where Wren attends is free of tuition, the terrible environment is the main theme of this school.

Fights and poisoning ---- were commonplace in the school, and even a few months ago, several Portuguese-American students almost burned the school on fire, and the walls of the school building are still scorched.

Every day after school, Wren would wash dishes or cars to support the family as much as possible, and during the holidays, he would go to work on a farm dozens of miles away.

On a hot afternoon, Wren wanted to go out as always, but saw a familiar person in the narrow street.

With long pale blonde hair, the temperament on his body is incompatible with this dilapidated slum, and he is still holding a simple wooden branch in his hand to play with.

The big brown eyes blinked and looked at Lucius, who was walking straight away, Wren took a step back, and as if he quickly realized something, he retracted his foot and asked politely.

"Sir, it's a pleasure to meet you, but I think half a year has passed, you can't come to me because you forgot that a certain form hasn't been filled out yet, right?"

"Of course not, I'm just here to negotiate a deal with you, that's all. The tip of Lucius' right index finger tapped lightly on the tail of his wand, his pale gray eyes scanning the slum boy in front of him, who had slightly impressed him.

After all, he was the first boy to detect the soul qualification, or a rare third-level qualification, Lucius wanted to know why the crystal ball showed that he only had a second-level qualification, and this boy who was not good-looking actually surpassed him in this item.

But it was clear that now was not the time, he needed to complete the task that Romon had given him, and as for procrastination or resistance, these emotions had been completely discarded by Lucius when Romon lightly killed nearly 200 wizards.

"Deal?" Wren was precocious, but it was clear that he wasn't used to such a sudden rhythm.

It's strange to think about a person who has only met once to make a deal with himself, a slum kid!

Wren's doubts did not stop Lucius's next words and movements, and in Wren's incredulous eyes, the tip of Lucius's wand in his hand shone brightly, and a transparent barrier enveloped the two of them.

Wren was shocked to find that on the narrow street, where there was not a small flow of people, people of all kinds of skin seemed to ignore their own place, and when they walked in front of him, they suddenly bypassed, and they didn't even glance at where they were!

"What is this? magic?"

In response to Wren's question, Lucius nodded and said lightly.

"You can understand it this way, so let's continue our previous conversation, which is the deal that hasn't been made yet......"

"Want to be a wizard?"

Wren Alcania never thought that the scene in front of him would appear in his life, a mysterious man, holding a mysterious wand, asking himself if he wanted to become a wizard?!

After struggling for a long time, Wren breathed a sigh of relief, his big brown eyes shining brightly.

"So what's the deal about?"

Lucius didn't expect this young child to behave like this, and said in a slightly casual tone.

"Clever little imp...... You follow me to a place where you start your studies as a wizard after you have been tested, and during this time, you can't go back to Muggle, which is the common world, which means that you have to be separated from your relatives for a long time. ”

"And as compensation, our men will pay your loved ones a sum of pounds sterling, a pound of pounds that will allow them to live a good life, after you have agreed. ”

"Am I going to die?" The big brown eyes shone with wisdom, and the kid from the slum surprised Lucius once again.

"Possibly, it's up to you......"

"Well, I promise you, sir, can I go back and say goodbye to my parents and brother?"

Seeing Lucius shaking his head, Wren lowered his head and did not speak, and followed Lucius towards the outside of the narrow street.

It wasn't until Lucius took Wren to a bus parked on the side of the road, but no one was paying attention, that Wren asked.

"Sir, what would you do if I rejected your request to trade?"

Watching the bus start and rush to the next location like a space jump, Lucius, who was sitting in the seat, gave Wren a grim smile.

"Of course, it's a forced takeaway, in fact, I didn't think about the possibility of taking you little ones peacefully in the first place, but you are very good, and I believe that you will have a better chance of surviving than the others!"

Shaking his head, Wren looked out the window, driving the bus through buildings and vehicles in a way he hadn't imagined, and finally stopped next to a farm.

"The second person on the list is the son of the owner of this farm, Tommy, who is optimistic about this little ghost!"

Lucius shouted to the driver, not caring if the wizard with the two-ring bone badge on his chest answered, and walked straight down the wide open door.

Ten minutes later, Lucius was back on the bus, and a rope emerged from the tip of his wand and tied a little fat man with black hair, throwing it directly into a seat behind Wren.

Noticing that the little fat man seemed to be unable to move and couldn't even open his mouth, Wren was glad for his wisdom.

Three days later, the bus, already packed with children, arrived at a small port, and Wren could not help but feel a moment of silence for the men who might have offended Lucius.

Wren noticed that several mysterious men with the same insignia as Lucius on their chests came up to look at them, and then waved their wands to hang the immobile ones in the air and floated off the bus.

Naturally, Wren didn't enjoy the feeling of floating headfirst in the air, and honestly followed the group and boarded their temporary destination, a dilapidated steamer.