8 Oct 2019, 22:06
The gentle wizard
After opening the door Angel discreetly entered the establishment, there were clearly wizards here just looking at people's clothes.
Of course a muggle would just see some weird clothes, Angel she still had her muggle clothes, she was wearing a blue-green scarf and a beige duffle coat.
That's why in spite of her attempts of discretion people looked at her, there was every kind of wizards some seemed to be into black magic of other looking more friendly had poor clothes, but there was ever kind of wizard here .
Angel was hungry but she did not want to stay in this place any longer, so she hurried to follow the directions her parents had given her to go to a corner where there was a wall.
From there Angel could not do anything anymore, since she did not know which brick to press to go to the diagon alley but her parents had advised her to wait until someone a pass to ask him to come with him.
So that's what she did with a bit of stress, after a few minutes there were wizards who looked a lot like being into black magic, Angel did not dare ask them to help her, they threw her a dark look which made her leave as fast as possible.
Back at the counter she took her breath, this time it will be the good she said to herself.
She got back to wait for someone, and this time it was an old woman accompanied by her daughter who came to the wall, they looked like normal witch.
But even before Angel could speak to them, they turned around and told her
-You will come with us and you have no interest in trying anything!
Angel slowly took the back path paralyzed, fortunately for her it did not go further but she was under the shock and traumatized by what had happened.
-The next will be good, she repeated.
She waited a moment to be sure that the old lady and the little girl had left before returning.
Alas for her this time it was two wizards who were definitely adept of black magic that crossed the passage.
She could even hear them uttering insults against Muggles, and an apology for the pure blood.
It was out of the question for her to ask them some help, unfortunately one of them turned back and and against all odds gently proposed to help her to pass the wall.
A little reluctant she stepped forward and could pass the wall, she had experienced all that day the fact that the world was tinted nuance and although she knew it the experience of it was something else.
Of course a muggle would just see some weird clothes, Angel she still had her muggle clothes, she was wearing a blue-green scarf and a beige duffle coat.
That's why in spite of her attempts of discretion people looked at her, there was every kind of wizards some seemed to be into black magic of other looking more friendly had poor clothes, but there was ever kind of wizard here .
Angel was hungry but she did not want to stay in this place any longer, so she hurried to follow the directions her parents had given her to go to a corner where there was a wall.
From there Angel could not do anything anymore, since she did not know which brick to press to go to the diagon alley but her parents had advised her to wait until someone a pass to ask him to come with him.
So that's what she did with a bit of stress, after a few minutes there were wizards who looked a lot like being into black magic, Angel did not dare ask them to help her, they threw her a dark look which made her leave as fast as possible.
Back at the counter she took her breath, this time it will be the good she said to herself.
She got back to wait for someone, and this time it was an old woman accompanied by her daughter who came to the wall, they looked like normal witch.
But even before Angel could speak to them, they turned around and told her
-You will come with us and you have no interest in trying anything!
Angel slowly took the back path paralyzed, fortunately for her it did not go further but she was under the shock and traumatized by what had happened.
-The next will be good, she repeated.
She waited a moment to be sure that the old lady and the little girl had left before returning.
Alas for her this time it was two wizards who were definitely adept of black magic that crossed the passage.
She could even hear them uttering insults against Muggles, and an apology for the pure blood.
It was out of the question for her to ask them some help, unfortunately one of them turned back and and against all odds gently proposed to help her to pass the wall.
A little reluctant she stepped forward and could pass the wall, she had experienced all that day the fact that the world was tinted nuance and although she knew it the experience of it was something else.
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A.Bowers