Chapter 6. Wands and Owls.
Early in the morning, Hypnos approached Sharn about bringing them into the alley.
No mystery, as soon as Hypnos returned to the orphanage. An angry Nyx entered through the attic windows and pecked at him in order to show his displeasure.
"I already told you that I'm sorry, you don't have to be so angry." He said mentally.
As if she were a child, she turned her head to the side and was willing to ignore him.
Sighing, he turned to Liz and said.
"Since we're here, how about visiting the diagonal alley?"
Liz's sleepy eyes immediately lifted and she agreed.
After being apparated by Sharn, they found themselves in a dark alley.
He had a unique order not to apparate in the crowd.
The loud whispers of old women who argued about her appearance entered her ears as soon as they entered the busy street.
Hypnos couldn't help comparing them to the annoying flies that tortured him with tinnitus.
As they walked, several embarrassing questions were asked of them, leaving Hypnos's face really sulky.
Sharn, realizing that his king was not feeling at ease, was not about to stop some from getting too close to them.
With Sharn's surveillance, Hypnos felt more comfortable and open to talking with Liz through the beautiful paths of Diagon Alley.
While distracted, he was suddenly pulled by Liz, who watched him with starry eyes and pointed to an inviting chic store. Above the store was written in stylized letters. Florean Fortescue Ice Cream Shop.
He soon understood and sighed before being dragged by Liz.
After paying for a large 5-layer ice cream cone for Liz and buying a 3-layer cone for herself, they sat outside, where there were chairs and tables for customers.
He offered it to Sharn, but he refused.
Enjoying the icy delight, he watched people pass by on the busy street.
In a moment, his eyes stopped on two specific figures.
One of them was a big man at least 2.5 cm. His long, wild hair like a bear's coat was the main thing you saw in the man. The other was a child the same age as him, who looked thin and pale. His eyes were greenish and his hair was black.
"There it is. The famous boy who lived." He murmured, which was overheard by Liz causing her to watch Harry by his side.
"What's up with that boy who attracts you? Isn't he just ordinary?" She asked.
- You should read more books, Liz. You know, don't you? That a dark lord terrified Britain before we were born. His supposed end was when he tried to kill a certain baby. After all, his spell backfired and himself. The order was decreed by his own hands. "Hypnos explained this as a teacher who tells a storybook.
When she heard what Liz said, she laughed and pointed directly at Harry.
"Are you saying that skinny girl killed the dark lord? Hahaha."
Hypnos smiled with delight at Liz's cheerful cynicism.
"This girl should really get involved with other people." He thought.
After finishing the ice cream, they walked through the alley, had fun at the attractions and ate at a restaurant.
After buying most of their materials, they went to a store called Empório das Corujas.
For some reason, he had a feeling that Nyx or any phoenix that accompanied him would not want to be treated as a messenger.
As soon as they entered the store, most of the birds turned to Hypnos with a certain respect in their eyes.
He can only apologize by looking at the astonished salesman.
Walking among the bird cages, his attention was caught by an owl with black feathers and golden eyes full of supposed wisdom.
Unlike mortals who just speculated that owls were wise, He was quite sure of that, even in the Greek pantheon some gods with divinities turned to prediction and wisdom had familiar owls.
He decided to adopt the bird as his new relative.
Apparently when they met in front of the cashier to buy their family members, they laughed at the strange coincidence.
In Liz's hands, there was a cage with a beautiful snowy owl.
After buying them, they were baptized in the name of Erebo for the black owl and Selene for the snowy owl.
And now they were going to their last destination. The famous wand stores. When they went to buy clothes, Sharn warned them that it was not necessary since the elves could sew it for them.
After walking up a certain street, they finally got a view of the store.
Above the door was written in old-looking letters. Olivaras: Quality Wand Maker since 382 BC The store window consists of a solitary wand on top of a faded purple cushion in a dusty window.
The store is small and empty, except for a single tall chair in the corner and thousands of narrow boxes containing wands are piled up to the ceiling and the whole place has a fine layer of dust.
They were surprised when a voice came from behind one of the box shelves.
"Let's see what we have here. The young man and his lady. For the apparent reason I am honored for your choice .." He said in his eccentric tone before bowing.
Contrary to popular belief, Hypnos did not really need a wand and even if he did, he could find a way to make his own wands. It was known by Hypnos that a true Austräs would receive a special wand shortly after being declared Heir or being of legal age.
However, in order not to reveal much of his personal life, he chose to get his first wand in the conventional way like most wizards.
Not least because his predecessor was not alive to present him with a wand and much less had figured out how to make one. In the future he would ask the elves if they knew in any way, but at the moment one from Olivaras would serve his purpose.
Sitting in a chair in the corner of the small room, Hypnos watched the large number of boxes stacked on his shoulder as Liz tested the wands.
One theory came to mind as to why it was so difficult for her and Hypnos to find a wand.
"Going back to the time they met, from there Hypnos continues with his daily practice of cultivating pure energy.
Through the constant accumulation of mana masses, Liz's body was unlikely to have been influenced either.
After so many years, Liz's chance of having a bigger and purer reserve of mana compared to other witches and wizards was great.
And if it took Liz so long, he imagined himself in his position that since he came to this world he was cultivating pure energy.
Only after testing hundreds of wands did Olivaras finally give up and tell them with a tired look.
"I give up trying to find wands for you little imps. I'm afraid that after so long my old bones will have to work again."
Hypnos frowned at the hint and asked.
"Will you create wands for us?"
"Exactly. As long as I remember, only wands made with materials related to their energies could satisfy them. So I fear that you will have to accompany me to choose your materials."
Liz turned to him and looked at him with her eyes clearly annoyed at having wasted her time in vain.
"At least I will have an understanding of how to make wands if I go with him." He thought before agreeing with Olivaras.
"Good. Tomorrow we will see you again Mr.Olivaras." He said spending his time walking out the door.
This time remembering his original reason for coming here, he tried to bring Nyx with them.
Returning to the Vermillion Territory, Nyx flew free through the dark sky.
To avoid problems, early in the morning he had informed Tyran about the existence of Nyx who would come to live in the territory.
He couldn't risk Nyx's health in a territory full of Phoenix.
As soon as he returned, he decided to bathe to get the stench off the streets.
Guided by Hyrat, he found himself in a large bathroom with a long hot pool.
Lying down inside the steaming water, he paid attention to the details of the bathroom.
The whole environment had an incomparable luxury. From the simple details of the edges of the pool to a large statue of the Phoenix, they were made of pure gold.
The gleaming shine indicated that the cleaning was constant and done in a perfectionist manner.
Beside where he rested, there were taps with elegant symbols.
Spinning lightly one of the taps, a large amount of scented soap was spilled on the waters. Forming big soap bubbles.
While worrying about just relaxing, he noticed a small fridge a little far away leaning against the walls.
"Oh yes, boy!" He got up naked from the bathtub and walked over to the fridge that opened in a simple tug.
Mist-cold air spread over her bare feet.
Inside the fridge, he saw bottles of sparkling wine and several other well-known drinks.
With a glass, he poured champagne until he was comfortable with the quantity.
Again in the large hot, foamy tub, he took the longest bath of his life.
Only after thinking it was enough to relax for today, did he leave.
His slightly soaked hair dotted serene drops on his white skin.
Hypnos was dressed in a white blouse covered by a simple black jacket, along with comfortable black pants.
With the instruction of the elves in the corridors, he soon headed for his new personal library.
As he pushed through the black magnum doors, he found himself in a large hall completely surrounded by beautiful dark shelves that formed a dome.
Shelves were separated into sections throughout the site. In the elegant library there were even places for relaxed reading.
The whole atmosphere was serene and conducive to reading was even more beautiful due to the presence of a fairy.
Elizabeth's hair. Just like Hypnos' were slightly damp, which made his brown hair darker. Her greenish eyes like the most beautiful emerald shone with intelligence and focus.
His entire concentration was on a book pulled from a pile of others on the small table beside him.
When she heard the sound of the door, she turned around in alarm.
When she saw that it was Hypnos and that he was looking at her intently, she blushed slightly.
His male figure was similar to that of an Imperial prince in his own palace.
Comparing him to himself, she cannot help feeling uneasy.
Hypnos' exotic aura made him look like an elegant nobleman in his own fantasy world.
While she. Just an orphan from an ordinary orphanage. No family history or any highlights to show.
With a downward glance, she can see Hypnos walking over to her side and sitting silently.
She felt her body pull and soon she found herself in a warm embrace.
Hypnos's voice flowed through his ears like the seductive words of an angel.
"I don't know why you are like this. No matter the reason, I will always be here for you. If the world judges you then don't give in to your problems. Turn to them and face them, even why. You are and always will be my sweet and cheerful Liz. "
Hypnos hid his face on Liz's cold shoulders and hugged her as he felt the sensation of hot tears running down her own shoulder.
The candlelight immortalized their beautiful image as a silent painting.
From a remote spot, right at the wide doors of the library. One being had bright eyes when he saw the situation.
His smart eyes closed in satisfaction.
"I hope that the joining of the master and the lady will bring many descendants to our family."
If Hypnos could hear Sharn's thoughts, he would choke him to death.
After comforting Liz's controversial feelings. He gave her a deep sleep and carried her like a princess to his bed.
After seeing that she was comfortable in his bed, he returned to the library.
Back on the same couch as before, he held his ancestor's diary and absorbed all the information like a sponge.
His blood boiled as he read the diary. His literary side was on fire when he compared the diary with a fantasy book itself.
Due to the old letters, it will be clear that it was a book translated into colloquial English. The dates set were so old that it was normal not even the English language to exist at the time.
The diary was apparently written by its ancient ancestor. Harith von Austräs Vermillion.
His exact position as patriarch of the clan was not known. But his conquests were passed on successfully until the future generation. At the moment, he, Hypnos von Austräs Vermillion. The current patriarch was literally receiving his own foundation and knowledge from the clan through his ancient ancestor.
The emergence of the family and its furious rise to the top of the world.
Conquest of territories that today would be called countries and unions formed between bestial empires.
Over time, ramifications have emerged and expanded around the world.
Asians, Americans, South Americans, Asians and Africans ... Their reach of influence was enormous.
His achievements in the magic business were terrible after his involvement with animals naturally proficient in magic.
After reading enough to hurt his head, he closed the thick diary.
In just one diary of a single ancestor, the source of information was almost infinite, he wondered if he could get this kind of shock by obtaining other diaries and books.
His eyes lit up a little when he remembered the wide range of knowledge that surrounded him.
After getting up and relieving his crazy back, he walked in slow steps to appreciate and formulate the cloudy past.