Chapter 3 The girl calling herself Elise Dumbledore
Take out the paper map that is full of wrinkles and sweat stains.
Xifa struggled to judge where he was.
To be careless, there is still a gap between outer London and central London.
Xifa faced the midday sun, squinted his eyes, and searched for his location and direction on the map.
Finally, after his unremitting efforts and a few polite inquiries, Xifa finally arrived at the entrance of the bar sandwiched between a suit shop and an umbrella shop.
Although the uncertain situation has led to a depression in the British economy, this is the heart of London.
It doesn’t seem to have much impact.
There are still many Muggles around.
As the rumor goes, they all turned a blind eye to the sudden existence of this bar.
Xifa saw the dilapidated sign on the bar.
Take a deep breath and put the map in your pocket.
Step forward and push the door open.
The bar is dark inside, and the atmosphere seems to be deliberately created. Wizards like this old-fashioned atmosphere.
This forced Xifa, who stepped into the bar, to open his eyes wide enough to see clearly what was going on around him.
However, there was nothing surprising in the bar.
But this is to be expected.
All the objects I saw were dark and broken.
The guests were not just humans, there were a mix of fish and dragons, because Xifa saw a table of creatures that were obviously fairies in the corner. As for whether there were vampires, werewolves, etc...
Xifa didn’t dare to think about it any more.
Keep moving forward.
There were witches and witches passing by who were drinking, smoking, and people shouting fiercely on the side who seemed to be playing cards and gambling.
I took a deep breath before letting go of the door, and what entered my nose was the overpowering smell of the room.
Fortunately, Xifa didn’t lose his temper.
Xifa coughed a few times with difficulty and forced himself to adapt to this harsh environment.
With great difficulty, he gathered his thoughts and walked towards the counter.
The room is larger than the scene outside, it must be some kind of magic that expands the space.
For the people in the house themselves.
The little boy who suddenly walked in attracted the attention of some people in the bar, but it was the beginning of school season and there were too many little wizards here.
The arrival of Western France is not surprising.
Xifa walked forward slowly and stood in front of the bar front desk without squinting.
Ever since Xifa opened the door, the younger bar owner has been wiping glasses expressionlessly behind the bar.
It wasn't until Xifa came to stand in front of the bar that he raised his head and glanced at Xifa.
Seeing that the boss noticed him, Xifa quickly said: "Hello!"
"Well, hello."
The boss's reaction was very dull, but the man in his hand had already put down his hands.
"I am the boss here, you can call me Mr. Tom."
"Okay, Mr. Tom."
Xifa hesitated for a moment, and then continued after thinking that the school would not arrange for a store with malicious intentions towards children to receive new students.
"My name is Sypha Corwin, and I am a new student at Hogwarts this year."
After saying that, Xifa waved the admission letter she took out to Tom, and when Tom nodded, she continued.
“The school asked me to come here to buy school supplies, but I don’t know what I should do next?”
Xifa calmly expressed his confusion.
"Well, behind my bar is an entrance to Diagon Alley, and the school has entrusted me to open the door for you."
After saying that, Tom turned around to lead the way.
Seeing this, Xifa quickly raised the question that he had been worrying about for a long time.
"Mr. Tom, I don't have wizard currency. Where can I exchange pounds for wizard currency?"
After hearing this, Tom, who took out his wand, was stunned for a moment, and turned around with a surprised look on his face.
"I didn't give you gold Galleons? Wait, what's your name?"
Regarding feelings, you were just talking to me perfunctorily before.
Xifa was speechless for a while.
"Sephael Corwin, Mr. Tom."
After all, he was asking for someone, so Xifa reintroduced himself without changing his expression.
"Oh, Mr. Xifa, let's just say, well, maybe the little girl who came today is bringing your subsidy."
Little girl? Not a senior??!
Something went wrong, Xifa frowned.
"loud voice"
Immediately afterwards, Tom shouted towards the stairs leading upstairs.
At the same time, Xifa also noticed that the people around him did not react much, as if the deafening sound did not reach their ears.
So I warned myself even more to be humble. After all, Mr. Tom's hand is full of magical control, and he is just a bar owner.
"The little princess of the Dumbledore family! The little friend you have been waiting for has arrived!"
Dumbledore has a daughter?
Xifa almost lost his composure.
This deviation is too big.
You can’t be a liar, right?
Fortunately, this is a living world, everything is possible, just wait patiently...
While waiting, Tom used his stern eyes to stop a crazy-looking old witch from trying to get close to Xifa. Xifa couldn't help but have a much better impression of Tom's irresponsibility.
Half an hour passed... The sound of Titi's little leather shoes stepping on the wooden board could be heard from the corridor.
After waiting for a long time, Xifa looked for fame and was stunned by the girl who appeared in front of him.
The girls all have fair skin, long silver-white hair, oval faces, bangs, and bow decorations on their heads.
The clothes were a plaid shirt and a short skirt. What surprised Xifa the most was the stockings she paired with them, one white and one black.
Xifa also felt a trace of magic fluctuations on those stockings, which may be alchemical products.
However, after all, Xifa has a mature mind and can calm down in the blink of an eye.
Raising his head, Xifa's eyes met the girl's.
The white-haired girl has sky-blue eyes and a sunny smile on her face.
When I saw Tom, there was only one of my own peers, Xifa.
The white-haired girl came to Xifa gracefully, with her white right hand, she said in a clear voice:
"Hello, my name is Elise Dumbledore. Don't be surprised, I am my father's adopted daughter."
It seems that I was caught off guard by the girl's enthusiasm.
Hearing her name, Xifa's eyes showed a look of shock. Elise noticed this and explained.
After Xifa listened, it would be rude to raise questions.
He quickly shook hands with her and said, "Hello, I'm Sypha Corwin, as you know."
The two introduced themselves to each other. Tom on the other side finally became impatient and interrupted: "Okay, okay, everyone has seen it. Get out of here quickly and don't delay my business."
Elise stuck out her tongue and made a face at Tom to express her dissatisfaction.
Then he turned to Xifa and said.
"Follow me, this old Tom is really too much. He still relies on us here even though he doesn't have many guests."
Xifa quickly followed the girl's footsteps, because behind her was Tom's angry roar:
"I'm only thirty! Thirty! I'm not completely bald yet! I look older but not really old!!!"
Elise smiled in front, as if she was very satisfied with the effect of her rebuttal.