The Wolf is Coming Ch. 35

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Just after the full moon, Abraham came to Diagon Alley again.

It was very close to the start of the school year at Hogwarts, and the already bustling Diagon Alley was even more crowded. The underage wizards were like being released from the confinement of a holiday, filling every corner of Diagon Alley. Some of them bought textbooks for the new semester according to the book list, and some of them chose an owl for themselves accompanied by their parents.

The laughter and noise of the wizards, mixed with the shouting of the small vendors, made Diagon Alley like a pot of boiling water, and there was no peace for a moment.

Ollivanders' Wand Shop also welcomed many new faces. Abraham waited at the door for a long time before finally catching a time when no one was there.

"Oh, good afternoon, Mr. Cromwell." Ollivanders greeted him.

"Good afternoon." Abraham carefully took out a few silver-white hairs from his pocket, "I tried to find some materials related to my bloodline. Do you think this can be used as a wand core?"

Hearing this, Mr. Ollivanders carefully took the three-inch-long silver-white hairs, looked at them carefully under the lamp, and finally said after a while, "Oh, Merlin! This, this is..."

"Werewolf hair." After thinking for a while, Abraham added, "It is the hair of a pure-blooded werewolf on a full-moon night."

Mr. Ollivanders' eyes widened visibly, and there seemed to be a light flashing in his eyes. He took a deep breath, as if to calm down, and then exclaimed, "Oh, werewolf hair! My great-great-great-grandfather once recorded this material in his notebook, but I have never been able to try it myself. Thanks Merlin, I finally have this opportunity! Please give me two weeks, I will definitely make the most perfect wand for you!"

After a brief greeting with Mr. Ollivanders, Abraham left the wand shop. He wanted to go back directly, but he saw the familiar petite figure in the crowd.

Abraham struggled to push away a group of little wizards playing on the street, and chased after the figure at a distance of several meters, all the way to the sparsely populated entrance of Knockturn Alley.

"Daisy!"

The smoke in the cup curled, and the unique aroma of coffee filled the air. In silence, Abraham and Daisy sat opposite each other.

"I didn't expect that we would meet here again." Abraham was the first to break this atmosphere.

"Yeah, I didn't expect that. I thought you were still in Wilvo." Daisy's eyes curved, and the long-awaited reunion obviously made her feel much happier.

"In fact, I left Wilvo more than two months ago. You know, I may not be suitable there. In most cases, I don't have any good memories there. Originally you were still there, and now..." Abraham took a sip of coffee, "No friends, no family, so I have no reason to stay."

"Are my parents okay? I mean... before you left." Daisy asked.

"They are all pretty good, and the pub is doing very well, but Uncle Maisel always forgets that you are no longer in Wilvo, and always calls you to help clean up the cups. It takes a few calls before he finally remembers that you are away."

Daisy nodded, looking a little depressed, and then asked, "So... how are you doing now?"

"Not bad, at least better than when I was in Wilvo. How about you?"

"I don't know." Daisy held the warm cup, her eyes slightly lowered, "They haven't asked me to do anything practical yet. Sometimes I stay with Ulysses and the others, but more often, I am responsible for guarding the hostages."

Daisy's words made Abraham feel relieved, "That sounds good, at least those people didn't ask you to do anything dangerous..." Although this experience may not be so pleasant.

Daisy stared at her reflection in the cup, where a pair of confused eyes were reflected, "Maybe... but I'm still a little scared. I saw them use the Killing Curse and Cruciatus Curse on some wizards. Those people looked so painful. I think they shouldn't do that. It's too painful. But I dare not say it, because I don't know if one day they will do this to me..."

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