Io took his own dessert and ran to the Loxas shop, sat down on the steps, ate silently and calmly, and for a moment he could only hear the sound of him chewing.

No matter how slow the food was, it was time to finish it. Soon, there was only an empty plate left in Ao's hand. He used his left hand to habitually press his hair, while his right hand held the plate hard, then frowned, as if thinking about something.

What did I experience after coming to this world for so long? Ao thought. Did he just anger a few orphanage aunts, then Yue Hei Feng Gao ran away, learned some tricks, and performed on the street to take out life with those wild boys?

He said those guys were wild boys because he felt that he was different from them. The oldest of those people, Gary, 15 years old, had the highest pursuit in life, just to become the number one gangster on this street - but he was different. He always felt that he had to do something big... Yes, it was big things.

Now it seems that the wrench that forced his fate to turn around has arrived. He feels very excited... and there is also a strange, indescribable feeling.

What exactly is it?

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Before leaving, Hagrid gave Aio a bag of gold coins, saying it was for purchases - and then he told Aio to go to London and find the Knives Bar, where the owner Tom would tell him how to enter Diagon Alley, a paradise where wizards shop.

Hagrid originally wanted to send Ao over, but Ao disagreed. He didn't like someone to do things with him, so he politely declined and accepted gold coins and admission letters. The second letter paper on it said the items he needed to buy.

Since Wildilly is some road from London, Io decided to walk the day before school starts, and after purchasing at Diagon Alley, he stayed in the bar for one night as Hager said, and then directly went to Kings Cross by the address on the ticket.

Therefore, Io has not left these days, and he wants to stay with Old Loxas for a few more days.

These days he had gotten up early to clean the store, filled out the order form, and then soaked two cups of coffee for the old Loxas, then went out with a small round basin, and became that ordinary teenager.

When he came back in the evening, he would buy beef pies if he could get a few dollars. If he couldn't get it, he would go to the aunt selling bread on the other side to softly soak a few small breads. At least he and Old Loxas were not hungry.

The night before leaving for London, Ao packed up his suitcase, or Old Loxas used, and put clothes and gold coins in it, as well as some gadgets he liked to fiddle with in the grocery store. Just as he secretly complained that he was a bit like those kids of a few years old and had to bring his own fur toys when he went out, Old Loxas walked slowly over from the cubicle with his never-handed coffee.

"Boy..."

"Um?"

Aio turned around and threw a red copper keychain into the trunk.

"Are you going out or robbing? Why are you pretending to be away from anything you like in my store?"

Aio, who was originally thinking about some farewell words affectionately, couldn't help but be choked by his words, "Cough cough... is the same in nature?" What a mess... Aio looked at Loxas's expression and knew that this was not what he would say in the end.

Sure enough, just two minutes after Io decided to keep silent, Old Loxas, who had been tasting coffee and pretending to be deep, walked to busy Io, "Will you come back on Christmas?"

Ao turned around and looked at the old guy who had been playing life postures, and he felt a little complicated:

"You can't just click directly, just say you can't bear to leave me!"

"I'm sorry..."

"Puff..." Ao looked at Old Loxas being cute, and suddenly became messy in the wind...

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The next day, Ao got up very early. He stuffed a note under the door of the old Loxas room, then dragged his luggage silently and walked out of Wildili.

...

The train drove very quickly, and when Ao got off, he was already stepping on the land of the capital.

Although Ao seems much taller than his peers, a child dragging a big suitcase always creates a strong contrast, so many inspectors have been constantly sweeping on him - is this kid another person who can't let go of home?

When I came to London for the first time, Io naturally didn't bother with the nosy inspectors who dealt with Wildly Road every day. While admiring the scenes around him that he had never seen before, he held his coat with his hand slightly - a long coat from Old Loxas when he was a child, and it was no different from a big robe when he was wearing it.

Fortunately, Aio was lucky. He soon saw a very shabby little bar in the abortion - the Broken Cauldron Bar, which gave people the feeling that it was not noticeable, because Aio found that among these people, he was the only one watching this place.

When I walked in, Io saw a very scary guy - boss Tom. His teeth almost all fell out, and it gave people the feeling that the old people were starting to suck... But Io ignored this. His eyes were on the spider webs on the beam, strangely wrapped guests, and the flame-burning wine for a few seconds, and then it quickly fell on Tom alone.

"Hello, this is my first time here and I want to know how to go to Diagon Alley."

"Hello, polite little guy. Isn't anyone here with you? Oh... OK, follow me. What's your name?"

Tom simply walked through the bar and led Ao toward it.

"My name is Aio Werting, sir."

While pretending to be innocent and cute, Ao felt like he was selling himself to a strange uncle.

The two of them came to the backyard, where there was only one trash can and overgrown weeds. Aio felt immediately alert - there was nothing here. He called himself here. Could it be a human trafficker?

But Tom did not notice Aio's strange gaze. He pulled out a small slender wooden stick - at least that's what Aio looked like, and then knocked on several bricks a few times.

Aio's chin was quickly dragged to the ground - the bricks moved themselves, leaving a small archway that was two-dimensional.

"Welcome to Diagon Alley, Little Io~" Tom's teethless mouth turned to himself, showing a beautiful smile.

"Oh my god..." Ao suddenly felt hopeless to sleep tonight. He quickly ran into the arch with Tom's wretched smile on his face, preparing to start his shopping journey.

"By the way, don't forget to open a room for me, Mr. Tom!"

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"Dragon liver!"

"Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong!"

Io was very eye-opening in this potion store - there were so many strange potion materials and so many strange customers.

He wrapped the salamander blood he needed in a crystal bottle, handed it to the clerk, and continued to look for the next material he needed. Gradually, he found that he had begun to look forward to the subject of potions.

Walking out of the potion store, Ao glanced at the shopping list and found that he seemed to have nothing to buy except for the wand.

Holding the big and small bags on his body tightly, Ao was once again trapped in the crowd. When he finished holding his breath, he finally saw the Ollivander Wand Shop, which was almost suffocating.

When I walked into this small shop, Io found that there was no one inside—and there was a very strange silence. This feeling made Io feel as if magic would pop up in every corner of the place next.

"Good afternoon, sir. I haven't seen you before."

An old man with light eyes suddenly appeared from somewhere. Ao was startled and jumped up from the chair.

"I...I am a freshman."

"You can tell. Who are your parents? I feel that you are not very similar to every adult wizard I know."

Aio thought in his heart that you were checking your household registration? The first sentence is that you have never seen yourself, and the second sentence is that you ask yourself who your parents are.

"I don't know...Sir. I'm an orphan."

"Oh... very unfortunate, very unfortunate..." Ollivander's nose was almost pressed against Ao's head - ahem, he is not tall yet, but he should be able to surpass the nervous man in front of him for a few years.

Then Ollivand suddenly took a step back and walked back. Ao was startled by his reaction, and then found that the old man was just going to the counter to get a tape measure - those tape measures were flying by themselves and began to measure their various lengths (I am evil...).

Soon, the tape measure flew back to the ground and stopped moving.

Ao sighed—because it was too itchy, and he finally managed to hold back his laughter.

"Tsk tsk..."

"Ten inches long, hawthorn wood and unicorn hair." Ollivand handed one of the small sticks to Ao. Ao was stunned for a moment and took it.

Then he opened his mouth and looked at Ollivander.

"Swipe it!"

Ao quickly reacted and waved it foolishly.

"No...no..." Ollivand took the wand away almost instantly, "This...this...this...nine and one-half inch long, mahogany and phoenix tail feather."

Ao then waved his wand foolishly, but Olivande always felt that it was not possible. Soon, a layer of wand was piled up in front of them.

"What do you think is good..." Aio's hands were sore and he complained in a low voice.

Ollivander didn't speak, and continued to hand over the wand to Ao with a profession-specific madness, "Try this."

“…”

"Well, it's still not possible." Ollivand breathed, "It's really rare... so many magic combinations don't respond to you. I think you need a specially made wand tailor-made for you."

“So can you do it?”

"I think I can, I'll take a look today and I'll give you a reply tomorrow morning."

Io knew that this was what "if it doesn't work, you have to come to me to buy a wand tomorrow morning"... Of course... Just kidding...

"Then you better get faster. I will come here early and school will start tomorrow." Ao said goodbye to the old man, and then walked out of Ollivand.

"What a strange place, so many strange people."

Io summed up the new things he saw today, and couldn't help but feel a little excited, but thinking that he might have to see the old Tom in a while, he felt that this must be a thriller drama.

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Chapter completed!