The Wolf is Coming Ch. 55

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The heart-wrenching screams mixed with curses penetrated the closed iron door, as if struggling in a hell full of demons. After a while, the strong smell of blood overflowed.

Daisy, who was guarding the door, leaned against the wall with her back, and her face turned pale.

"Are you okay? Daisy." Ulysses Wood saw her like this and couldn't help but ask with concern.

Daisy shook her head gently, "I think... not very well."

Compared with other Death Eaters here, Daisy was still too young. She had never experienced war or death. The three Unforgivable Curses that were originally out of reach have suddenly become a daily routine, which made her a little at a loss for a while.

Ulysses was obviously not very good at comforting others. He thought for a long time before suggesting, "If you don't like it here, go out for a walk. There are many places worth visiting nearby. If there are any tasks, I will help you first."

Daisy nodded and forced a smile, "Thank you, Ulysses."

So she wandered around here for the next few days.

After finding that the Death Eaters were busy cleaning up the previous traitors and didn't pay attention to her, Daisy became bolder and quietly expanded her walking range to Hogsmeade.

However, the current Hogsmeade seemed to be very different from the last time she came. At least there were not so many pink decorations at that time, and there were not as many wizards walking on the streets as now.

She carefully observed for a while, and then learned from the conversation of the wizards that today is Hogsmeade Week of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. What's very clever is that today is also Valentine's Day.

So Daisy was relieved and hummed a little tune and wandered around Hogsmeade.

After all, it was a wizard's village. There were many things Daisy had never seen before. She couldn't help but buy anything interesting. In a short while, she had bought a lot of miscellaneous things, which almost blocked her vision;this made her worry whether she would bump into something.

Then, she really bumped into a witch, and the things in her hands were scattered all over the floor.

"Oh, sorry, I ran too fast." The witch opposite apologized to her while bending down to help her pick up the miscellaneous things.

Daisy didn't speak.

She knew this witch, when she was in Diagon Alley, Abraham had left her in a café for this witch. Her eyes swept over the witch's pretty face and thick brown curly hair, and then fell on the exquisite rose hairpin.

Emma might not recognize the material of those rose petals, but Daisy could definitely tell at a glance that this was a gem unique to Wilvo; Flora Stone.

Although the werewolves of Wilvo speak with their fists every day, there are also romantic legends here.

According to the legend, there was a beauty named Flora in Wilvo. Because she was so beautiful, she captured almost all the young men in Wilvo with just a frown and a smile, and many werewolves competed to marry her.

But Flora didn't want to give herself to anyone casually. Like most girls in this world, she hoped that her other half would be a hero. She expected so and told this idea to her suitor. Most of the young men just listened, except for a young man who was not very good at fighting.

In a full moon fight, this young werewolf defeated all opponents on the field and became the strongest one. He fought too many games and became scarred, but the joy in his heart was indelible even with pain.

Then, he proposed to Flora.

The blood on his body soaked into the gem he found as a betrothal gift, making it a dazzling red. Flora accepted the gem, but the young man finally couldn't hold on and died of his injuries.

The other werewolves thought they had another chance, but Flora rejected them seriously. Then, in the puzzled eyes of the crowd, she put on the most beautiful wedding dress and came to the grave of the young man.

Although the story had a tragic ending, the Flora Stone had become a necessity for the werewolves of Wilvo to court, and the girls even affectionately call it the "love stone".

And now, the "love stone" in Abraham's hand was carefully polished into a hairpin by him and pinned in the witch's hair.

"You bought so many things, here, you shouldn't have missed anything." Emma, who had finally picked up these things, sorted out the pile of things and handed them to Daisy.

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