Chapter 2457 owner of the wand

What is disappointment?

Little Tia, who was only about to enter the second grade this year, had never thought about this question. Because when people have the so-called disappointment of you, the biggest prerequisite is to have expectations first.

Obviously, Tia has seen contempt, harshness, ridicule, and ill intentions in the eyes of the people around her looking at her since she was a child...Of course, maybe it is true. In comparison, there are too few, but she has finally seen sympathy, pity, and sympathy.

But alone, I have never seen expectation. Yes, even the man named John Stewart who welcomed her into Ilvermorny with good intentions...not even when she herself looked in the mirror every day.

If I had to say it, it might not be until many years later that she went to England across the sea alone, and was accidentally invited by that outstanding, gentle and polite young wizard to be a temporary potion preparation assistant in a crisis. For the first time, I felt the expectation, recognition and trust that may be insignificant, but pure and real.

Of course, at this time about ten years ago, little Tia, who was just 12 years old, definitely didn't know what happened so long in the future. Now that she was lying on the ground, she couldn't even imagine what would happen in the next second.

So, when she subconsciously raised the wand that had been clutched tightly in her hand from before, tried to cast a spell on Alisa in front of her, and nothing happened, and then And without any surprise, the other party took the wand away. During the whole process, her mind was almost blank.

...Oh, so you are still a little witch? This...why doesn't it surprise me at all?

Alisa squatted in front of Tia who was lying on the ground, put away her wand, and then gently pressed the wand she had won in Tia's hand against Tia's forehead and said:

I think your teacher must have taught you that for us wizards, the wand must be the most important companion and reliance in our lives. Unfortunately, you may not know it, but it is often not the case for wands. Once the current owner Defeated, it is likely to switch allegiances...or at least, it will not exclude the new owner who defeated its previous holder from having it.

As Alisa said so, she suddenly pushed forward the wand in her hand, poked Little Tia's forehead firmly and said loudly:

Just like this! Cruciatus... ah!

The moment Alisa yelled out that spell with great evil thoughts, a terrifying pain that hit her soul suddenly recoiled from the handle of the wand in her hand, rushing towards her unscrupulously.

Alyssa, who was unprepared, suddenly fell down like an electric shock.

Screaming and howling in pain, his facial features twisted and twitched right in front of Tia.

Undoubtedly, she already knew that Tia was a little wizard, but she never expected that the magic wand snatched from this little girl was not only her own, but also a wand she picked up by chance and followed for many years. Some dark wizard's, ill-tempered, hypersensitive and unwieldy strange wand!

what?

Tia had already sat up, she stared blankly at the crazy woman in front of her, at the magic wand that was still in her hand just now, but now seemed to be stuck in the other's palm, and she couldn't get rid of it no matter what , full of confusion and fear.

Of course she didn't know what kind of magic Alisa was going to cast on herself just now, and she didn't quite understand the other party's current situation. But she had already realized ignorantly that if she had been able to cast the spell just now... she wouldn't need Alisa to do it, and the person lying on the ground in great pain might be herself.

But after a moment of confusion and fear, she finally remembered her current situation again. Immediately afterwards, she, who was still sitting on the ground, put her hands on the floor, stood up in a hurry, and carefully bypassed Alisa, whose convulsions were gradually decreasing, and continued to run towards the end of the corridor.

But before leaving here, she didn't forget to pull out the wand belonging to the other party from Alisa's pocket, grabbed one end and put it on the ground and stomped it into two pieces.

...

Tia finally fled back to the monastery on the ground. She ran forward in the aisle with all her strength, while turning her head back from time to time. Alisa didn't keep up, and the mysterious old man didn't appear, and she didn't even run into anyone all the way.

For Tia who wanted to escape as soon as possible, this was obviously a good thing. But she remembered clearly that the boy had said before that his classmate Brooks Stewart was waiting up there.

So where has Brooks gone?

Miss Prince.

Tia, who was full of doubts but didn't think about looking for the other party deliberately, heard that voice when she turned a corner. It was the voice of a boy who had heard it a few times, but couldn't say how familiar it was.

Stuart... sir?

Tia's pace was a little slow, and she turned her head to look behind the vase at the corner where the voice came from, with a vigilant look on her face.

If John Stewart is the leader who led him into Ilvermorny and one of the few trustworthy objects so far, then this student who is in the same class as himself at Ilvermorny and John's younger brother Brooks, it seems, can be just as trustworthy.

Even though the two of them didn't have much relationship during the year at school, since the other party brought that boy to rescue him today, it seemed that he had no reason not to trust the other party.

Miss Prince, come here! Someone is coming ahead.

In the corner, the boy whispered, and dragged Tia, who was not struggling, into the back of the big vase.

Squat down and hide.

Tia looked at the other party after pulling herself in, mumbling again, while shaking the wand in her hand and poking it, as if she was using a spell to arrange something. Although she obeyed the other party's actions for a while, she was still uneasy in her heart.

And at this moment, Brooks, who probably had already arranged the concealment spell, finally turned around again, looked at her and said softly:

Don't worry, it'll be fine... Where's 'him'?

Tia was startled, and was about to speak, but soon a series of footsteps sounded outside, making both of them hold their breath subconsciously, and no longer cared about speaking.

As Brooks said, someone was coming this way from the other end of the corridor.