HP Dark Lord save the world

Chapter 2 Unremarkable Itana

Pushing open the door of Ollivander's Wand Shop, Itana saw a long box flying straight towards her.

Fuck!She subconsciously dodged sideways, but the wand box was stopped by grandma ahead of time. Itana patted her chest and turned to look into the store.

A man stepped forward in a panic and asked if they were injured, and apologized for that. He was the owner of the wand shop, the young Ollivander.

"I'm very sorry, maybe I should keep an eye on them all the time, please wait a moment, please come here." The man said and asked them to wait aside, because there was a guest before them, and the box that flew just now was also with the guest An accident while trying on a wand.

Itana looked at the kid about her own age, unaccompanied, with black hair and dark eyes, who was now turning around to look at them, mainly at Ollivander.

There was already a high stack of wand boxes on the counter in front of him, and he hadn't found a suitable wand after so many times, he seemed to be a very picky customer.

Itana swallowed her saliva as she looked at the pile of wand boxes, thinking that this person would most likely be a boss in the future, and this kind of situation is the protagonist's treatment no matter how you look at it.

After arranging them, Ollivander went back to the counter, picked and picked out a long box and handed it to the waiting boy, with an increasingly excited expression on his face.

"Here, try this, yew, phoenix feather, thirteen and a half inches long." He took his wand from the case and handed it to the boy.

The boy waved—

"Yes, very good, very good, great," Ollivander exclaimed excitedly, his light pupils seemed to glow.

Itana was taken aback by the movement made by the boy. Looking at the magic wand that the boy handed out to Ollivander, she suddenly recalled what Ollivander said just now.

Thirteen and a half inches long... yew...

She couldn't help twitching her cheeks. If I remember correctly, this seems to be the wand that the Dark Lord in Harry Potter had at the beginning.

Moving her eyes to the stack of long boxes stacked on the counter, she thought that her judgment just now was indeed correct, but this is not the protagonist, but the villainous boss.

1938 years...

She closed her eyes, took a breath, and opened them again.The boy left with his loaded wand, and Ollivander walked towards them again.

"Oh, well, it's your turn, guest." Ollivander's eyes were wide open, the excitement from just now still remained on his face, and his smile was extraordinarily friendly.

"Which hand do you prefer? Left hand, ok, come on, raise your arm - ok, that's it." The tape measures itself on her, and Ollivander has gone back to the shelf.

"Come on, try this."

"Black walnut, 11 inches, phoenix feather, very hard."

Itana took the wand, and a wonderful feeling came from her fingertips. She waved it lightly towards the place where no one was around, and a flash of fire flashed on the tip of the wand. Ollivander exclaimed for a long time:
"Yes, yes! That's it, the perfect combination, lady!"

Itana blinked, looked at the wand, and then at the only two adults in the shop, "Uh, yes, sir, I think it's really good, it feels great in the hand."

She picked the right one at the first time, as expected of her.Itana once again recognized her mediocrity.

The wand chose the wizard, and she glanced at the stack of boxes on the counter that had not yet been retracted, only to feel that the world was full of differences before her eyes.

Forget it, I don't plan to enter the main line of the novel anyway, paddling around the edge is pretty good, isn't it?
At the thought of this, she immediately felt relieved.

Then, inexplicably, she remembered an emoji she had seen in her previous life. The wand in Harry's hand was turned into a gun, and the accompanying text was much easier to use than a wand.

My lord, times have changed.

I don't know if there is a magic spell to prevent guns, magic has to keep pace with the times, doesn't it?She was a little distracted.

Ollivander fitted her wand, Granny paid, and the two left the wand shop.

They went to buy uniforms, books and a series of necessary supplies, and finally returned home with a lot of things purchased today.

Leisure days pass very quickly, just like your rare weekends and the remaining time before school starts. If you don’t pay attention to them, they slip away. Itana welcomes her school start as scheduled.

Pushing the trolley, Itana and her grandmother came to platform nine and three quarters of King's Cross Station.Grandma stopped here, saying that she didn't want to bump into some possible old acquaintances, and she should walk the rest of the way by herself.

Itana had no choice but to wave goodbye to grandma, took a deep breath, pushed the cart and rushed into the wall that looked extremely solid.

The scene changes, and a crimson steam train is parked next to the platform, with a sign on it: Hogwarts Express.

There were a lot of people on the platform, they were wearing all kinds of clothes, they were obviously different from the ordinary people outside, they were all wizards.

Itana followed the crowd and boarded the train.

The first few carriages were almost full, so she had no choice but to walk to the middle, and finally found an empty box.

After struggling to put her luggage away, she lay flat on the seat panting, looking out of the train through the window.

There were a lot of people on the platform outside, and the windows of the boxes next to it were all open. A few children were talking to the family members outside. There were all kinds of voices, which made her brain ache.

"Hello, is there any vacancy here?" The sliding door was opened, and a childish voice sounded, and Itana looked over, and there was the boy who had met in the wand shop last time.

She shook her head resolutely, "No, I'm the only one here."

The future Dark Lord smiled politely and sat across from her.

After a moment of silence, Itana looked at him and then out of the window, feeling that something like fate is really inexplicable.

Why did we bump into him again, do you want to say something, or you will feel a little embarrassed, will you be hated if you ignore him?Wait a minute, who the hell wants to ask the name of the person next to him when he is in the car? That's even more strange, okay?But is it necessary to be afraid of this person now? Becoming the Dark Lord is a matter of the future...

All kinds of thoughts were flying in her mind, she thought about it, and felt that showing a little kindness would not lose a piece of meat, at worst, she would just walk around in the future.

"Well, hello?" She tentatively said, "My name is Itana, Itana Immoteletti, and we met at the wand shop last time."

The boy pursed his lower lip, lowered his eyelids and raised them again, "Yes, I remember you."

"Tom Riddle, my name."

"Okay, Riddle," Itana thought of a suitable topic. It's best not to mention family, of course she knows he is an orphan, and it's best not to ask about the wizarding world, um, then...

"Did you read the textbooks for this semester? I found them all quite interesting."

Tom Riddle was a person with excellent academic performance when he was in school, and with his new contact with the magic world, I believe he will definitely not let go of those textbooks.

The boy on the opposite side raised the corners of his lips, "I think so too."

The subsequent topic unfolded quite smoothly, and the more she talked, the more she could feel the terror of the child opposite.

Itana naturally read those books, and read them all under the coercion of her grandma. Although it is not a photographic memory, she still has a general impression.

And the eleven or twelve-year-old boy in front of him has memorized most of the content in the book without any tutoring. Is this the world of the top student?
Later, even the leader of the topic gradually became a boy. To this, Itana can only say: You are amazing, you continue to listen to me.

After that, two more people came in the box, and the train started shortly thereafter, heading towards Hogwarts.

Speeding through the window over fields, barren fields, then rivers and hills.

Itana could feel that she was gradually moving away from the human world, but this not only did not make her uneasy, but gradually gave her a sense of security.

You must know that she has been living in seclusion deep in the dense forest with her grandma for more than ten years, and sparsely populated is the norm, and she has long been used to it.

If there were no people sitting next to her, she would have fallen asleep looking at these mountains.

"It's probably coming soon, let's change into our uniforms." Itana glanced at the scenery outside the window, estimated the time according to what grandma told her, and reminded the others in the box.

She changed the inner clothes when she came, and now she only needs to put on the outer robe to complete the job, so she was the first to change the clothes, and then sat back to the original position after changing, quite tired and relieved tone.

Every time I move, I feel that I am consuming my few vitality, and it is still comfortable to sit. Of course, it would be more perfect if I could lie down.

Life lies in stillness, touching fish makes me happy.

The train stopped at a station, they stepped off the train, and were led forward by a man.

Because of the rain not long ago, the road was a little muddy. Itana felt her feet were floating, and she almost slid all the way to the edge of the lake. The other children around even rolled and crawled. More or less embarrassed.

Freshmen need to go to Hogwarts castle by boat. It is said that this is a tradition. The route they are taking now is the one that the founder of the school took.

Itana walked forward while explaining the tradition of taking a boat to the three people beside her. The four of them were in the same box just now, and they were going to take the same boat next.

The boat drifted forward, it was already night, the lake was dark and deep, and the water surface reflected the lights of the majestic castle not far away.

The girl looked up at the castle that was getting closer and closer, and the world in the book was truly presented in front of her eyes, and a feeling of fantasy and reality intertwined pervaded her heart.

"Come here, follow me!" The leading man was not the one in the book, of course, Hagrid probably hasn't even entered school yet.

They climbed the steps and came to a door.

The leading man knocked a few times on the door, which was soon opened, and a wizard in blue robes appeared. He opened the door and led them through the huge hall, stepping on the stone floor, and finally came to the An empty room down the hall.

He told them that the sorting ceremony would be held next, briefly introduced the four colleges and some school rules, and asked them to prepare in advance, then left here and returned to the auditorium to prepare.

As soon as the tall blue-robed wizard left, discussions erupted in the room.

(End of this chapter)