Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying

Chapter 121 Letter Delivery Mission
It rained last night.

It rained heavily and continuously for two or three hours.

When the sun rose, the ground in Diagon Alley was still very damp, with green moss crawling in the corners and between the bricks.

Vid pulled his hood down and walked down the street, his worn boots stepping on the moss and leaving a trail of green footprints on the gray-black bricks.

At this time, he looked like a middle-aged man with thin cheeks, dark circles under his eyes, and patches piled up on his wizard robe. He looked very shabby.

There weren't many guests in Diagon Alley at this time, which was nothing compared to Lockhart's new book launch yesterday.

Some shop owners were directing the use of brooms and rags to clean the place, and when they saw Wade walking by, they just glanced at him lazily, with no interest in greeting him at all.

Several children were running and playing on the street, while others were lying outside the broom shop early in the morning, staring at the latest model Nimbus 2001 through the window with fascination.

Next to the Flying Broom Shop was a small White Deer Beverage Shop. A teenager was tidying up the shelves and yelled to the kids:
"Be careful not to hit anyone."

"Know it!"

The child responded loudly.

But promising is one thing, and doing it is another.

There weren't many people on the street, so the children played without much care.

A child was running forward while looking back and calling his friends, and accidentally bumped into a wizard in a black robe on the side of the road.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it!"

He quickly bowed his head to apologize, but before he raised his head, he felt a hand like an eagle's claw grabbing the back of his neck.

"You hit someone, and you just want to apologize and let it go?"

Skinny fingers pinched his neck from behind, and the sinister voice sounded malicious.

Seeing this, the boy from the beverage store ran out in a hurry:

"I'm sorry, this is my brother. I apologize to you on his behalf... Um, can I buy you a drink?"

He looked up at the wizard and suddenly felt a chill.

The pale wizard's eyes seemed to glow green, his cheekbones were prominent, there was a hideous scar at the corner of his mouth, and he exuded a strange smell.

He stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, a chilling smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"I don't need a free drink."

He said in a hoarse voice: "If you want to apologize, show your sincerity... How about doing me a small favor?"

The boy's scalp tingled, but he didn't dare to retreat rashly. He swallowed and asked, "...What can I do for you?"

"How about you deliver a letter for me?" the wizard asked, taking out a thick letter.

The boy took a quick glance and found that the address on the envelope was nearby, and it wasn't a place like Knockturn Alley that would make people shudder.

He hesitated, glanced at his brother who was being held down by the wizard and trying hard not to cry, then took the envelope with both hands.

"Okay, do you have any other instructions?"

The wizard glanced at the two of them with a cold look, sneered and said:
"The recipient of the letter has a bad temper. If you bring your brother along, maybe he'll be a little more lenient with you."

The young man heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

If that's the case, it's understandable why the wizard doesn't want to deliver the letter himself.

"Also," the wizard let go of the boy's brother and said, "When you accepted this letter, you were cursed by me."

When the boy's face changed color, he sneered: "If I don't deliver the letter in time, I can't guarantee what will happen to you."

The boy took a deep breath and said, "I will deliver the letter in time."

"Well, I hope everything goes well for you." The wizard smiled strangely and turned away.

The boy's mouth was tight. He patted his brother's head with the hand that didn't hold the letter and said, "I'll go deliver the letter. You should go home soon."

"No, I'll go with you!" the younger brother cried.

"It's just delivering a letter, there's no danger. I'll be back soon." "No, I'll go with you!"

The little boy didn't know what had happened. He just knew that he had brought trouble to his brother and he cried out of fear.

And he still remembered clearly what the man had just said - if he took him with him, the person who received the letter would not be angry with his brother.

The boy tried to persuade the brother for a while but to no avail, so he left a note on the counter, closed the shop door, and took his brother to the address on the letter.

——If everything goes well, he should be back in a few minutes.

He thought optimistically.

Besides, his father went to Gringotts to withdraw money and should be back soon. When he sees the note on the counter, he will definitely come out to look for them.

The boy who was walking away didn't see it. The wizard quickly turned back, pushed open the door of the shop and went in. After a while, he came out and walked in the direction the boy left.

The middle-aged man who was resting on a bench by the roadside sighed, slowly stood up, and looked in the direction where the few people left.

……

The boy took the envelope, compared the house numbers of the roadside shops, and gradually walked into a secluded alley.

He walked back and forth but still couldn't find the address on the letter.

"Brother..." The little boy held his hand tightly.

"What's the matter?" asked the boy.

"I'm a little scared..." said the little boy in a crying voice.

The boy looked at the long and narrow alley and the closed doors on both sides, and turned around decisively: "Let's go back first and let Dad take us to deliver the letter."

But after they took just two steps, their bodies froze.

The wizard who had asked them to deliver the letter was standing at the entrance of the alley.

"Bad boy, don't keep your promise."

He said in a voice that sounded as if his throat was scratched: "I want to go home before the letter arrives."

The boy quickly pulled out his wand, shielded his brother behind him, and tried to explain: "I didn't break my promise, I just couldn't find the place."

The wizard walked towards them and said, "I know the place. Let me take you there."

"You can deliver it yourself!"

The little boy suddenly shouted, "We are going home! Dad is waiting for us!"

"No, he won't wait for you. He doesn't know where you are."

The wizard threw a ball of paper at their feet. The boy looked down and saw his own handwriting on the paper.

That was the note he left for his father.

He took two steps back as if in fear, then his wand suddenly shook: "Faint!"

A red beam of light shot towards the wizard. He didn't expect that this seemingly young child could actually cast a stunning spell, and he threw himself to the ground in haste!
The spell brushed his hair against the wall.

"Run!"

The boy didn't realize that his spell had missed the target, so he dragged his brother along and ran away. Suddenly, he heard a voice: "Petrify all!"

The two men suddenly fell down stiffly.

There was another elderly witch in front of them, slowly putting away her wand.

The witch laughed an unpleasant sound like scratching glass, and said, "Little guys have sharp claws too, don't they?"

The wizard came over from behind, cursing and wiping his nosebleed. He kicked the petrified boy and made him roll over. He pointed his wand at his heart and said coldly, "Crucio!"

"boom!"

With a loud bang, blood suddenly spurted out of the wizard's chest and he flew backwards.

(End of this chapter)