Chapter 153 Take her home

Girl! Your words moved me so damn much!

But where did such an easily misunderstood feeling come from? The corners of Wright's mouth twitched faintly.

Fortunately, these words were said in the suitcase. Only God knows, the earth knows, Wright knows, and Villita knows. Otherwise, if this word spreads, especially if it reaches Chang Chu's ears, this "Legend of Wright" might just be cut in half!

Things became much simpler after Villetta agreed to go to Hogwarts. Now Wright only needs to regard himself as a kind-hearted faculty member who brings ordinary freshmen to Diagon Alley for shopping, just like he once did. Like Hagrid, no big deal.

Then there is only one thing left, and that is to take Villita down to Diagon Alley to buy supplies for the new baby.

"Wright?" Villita stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Wright.

"Huh?" Wright came back from his chaotic thoughts and looked at Villita with some confusion.

"What is written in this letter? I can't quite understand English yet." Verita asked, twisting two pieces of parchment taken out of the envelope in her hands.

Well, there is one more thing, that is, Velita needs to learn English as soon as possible, so that she can at least be able to carry out basic daily conversations.

"The first one is the admission letter to Hogwarts, and the second one is the shopping list for new students." Wright said, pointing to the two parchments respectively.

"Shopping list?" Villita took out the parchment underneath and looked at it. The letters on it were familiar, but they were not in the French language she knew.

"Then if you want to go shopping, can you take me to buy some clothes first?" Villita's voice suddenly became very low, as loud as a mosquito.

Well, there is one more thing, that is, I need to take Villita to buy some clothes for girls, at least he doesn't have to hang around in his suitcase wearing only his wizard robe.

Wright glanced at Villita's clothes and immediately looked away.

Oh rice tofu! Oh rice tofu! Wright thought quickly in his mind.

"Then let's go out now." Wright said to Villita, "The British wizard's shopping street is downstairs, and its name is Diagon Alley. If you need to buy clothes, you need to go outside."

Wright led Villita out of the suitcase and down to the first floor.

"Wright, that's good!" Boss Tom, who was standing behind the bar, gave Wright a thumbs up, with a look on his face that all men understand.

Masaka (no)! Wright was stunned.

The next moment, Wright saw Hannah standing next to Tom's boss. She was showing an unbelievable expression at this time.

Tie the motor (finished)! Wright was desperate.

There is no way to hide now. If Hannah knows, what's the difference between that and the whole Hufflepuff knowing? What's the difference between the whole Hufflepuff knowing and the whole school knowing? Wright felt that he should tell Chang Chu about Villita's existence as soon as possible, which would be better than Chang Chu finding out about it on his own.

When Wright walked out of the Leaky Cauldron with Villetta in despair, Hannah was still aggrieved by Wright's suspected change of heart.

Among the students at the school, one of the interesting stories that has always been talked about is the story between Wright and Chang Chu.

Because of his superior performance, Wright's popularity among girls has always been higher than that of boys in the school. Especially after hearing that Wright invited the weird sister group to perform for Chang Chu in the first grade, Chang Chu also became the envy of the entire school's girls.

All the little girls in the lower grades who are looking forward to pure love are almost certain that Wright will stay with Chang Chu until the end.

But what Hannah just saw was that Wright took a strange girl with him, walked down from his room upstairs, and then walked out together.

Pooh! Scumbag! Looking at the backs of Wright and Villita walking away, Hannah secretly spat!

After Wright and Villita bought all the other things, the only thing left was the wand.

The entrance to Ollivander's Wand Shop.

"Wright, is this the magic wand?" Villita, who was now completely new, held her wand in her hand and asked Wright with a novel look on her face.

Although she did see many novel scenes along the way, for Villita, the magic wand was still the most magical thing she had ever seen.

Villita still remembered what the white-eyed old man inside said, because that old man was the only French-speaking merchant she met along the way: "Fir wood wand, dragon's nerve, eleven and one-half inches He prefers wizards with extraordinary concentration and willpower who can cast the most amazing spells and always maintain the closest connection with the current master.”

"Yes, this is the magic wand." Wright said, "This is also one of the most worthy partners you can trust in the future."

Villita nodded, then inserted the new wand into the hidden pocket in the sleeve of her wizarding robe.

"Then what else do we need to do now?" Villita walked towards the Leaky Cauldron with Wright, "Learn English? Or preview textbooks?"

"No, let's go back to France first." Wright patted Verita's shoulder gently and looked at her face seriously, "Go and pay homage to your mother, and..."

Wright paused, "With your grandma."

Villita froze in place for a moment.

Her eyes trembled slightly, from the front of Wright's clothes, to his chin, to his lips, to the bridge of his nose, and finally landed on those black eyes that seemed to be speaking.

"Yeah." Villita sniffed with red eyes, trying her best to suppress her tears from falling.

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Another day later, the dusty Chang Wei returned to the UK. With the re-drafted contract and pounds, he exchanged the cubic meter of gold with the waiting Wright, and then hurriedly left with the gold.

One morning in late August, Wright took Villita with him and used apparation to return to the place where he first opened his eyes in this world.

Scotland, Edinburgh, Juan Children's Home.

Under the warm sunshine in August, the smooth and attractive bronze plaque on the door of Juan Children's Welfare Home shines brightly. The sun shone on the neat and simple garden of the orphanage, and the children's laughter could be faintly heard from inside.

Wright stood at the door of the orphanage and tidied his appearance nervously.

The last time Wright came back here was on Chang Chu's birthday last year. Afterwards, he spent two years in Nicoléme's Time Corridor and attended school for another year. For Wright, it has been nearly three years since he last returned to Juan Children's Home.

Wright took a deep breath, stepped forward and rang the doorbell.

A familiar middle-aged female voice came from the door.

"Hello?" It was Susanna.