Rita didn't have any pounds on her.
And she doesn't seem like the type to pay Muggle.
"Don't forget to undo the Confundus Charm," Vincent said to her departing figure.
The shop assistant's eyes were no longer vacant.
"Two more servings of strawberry ice cream, please."
One person ate two portions but couldn't finish them, and then wanted to order two more portions?
While the staff went to prepare, the store door was pulled open from the outside.
This is a young man in his early twenties.
He had shoulder-length black hair and wore a black and gray striped suit embroidered with gold roses.
Vincent looked at him as he sat opposite him.
"You must be Wayne."
I am Devin Rosier.
He didn't seem inclined to engage in much conversation. "I'll go with you to the Greengrass Family."
The fact that she seemed unwilling suggests she was forced by her family.
"The ice cream here is pretty good."
Devin frowned slightly. "Wayne, I don't want to know how you met Aunt Vida, nor do I want to know what your relationship is."
I just want to resolve this as quickly as possible, is that alright?
"Hmph—" A cold snort came from behind him.
The blond, blue-eyed Viktor floated to his side like a ghost.
"Rosier Family brat, is your time so precious?"
Devin pupil contracted instantly.
Approaching silently, emanating an ominous aura.
"A vampire?" He looked up at the pair of eyes beside him that were gradually turning red. "You dare to show up here in Big White? You're not from Europe, are you?"
"Put down your pride." Viktor's eyes turned blue again. "The world is vast, and Europe is no longer the center."
Wizards exist all over the world, and Europe was once the center because it was the birthplace of the magic wand.
Over the centuries, each place has developed its own unique Wandlore.
Whether they accept it or not, the gap in the skill levels of wizards from different countries is gradually narrowing.
Devin squinted at Vincent across from him.
If someone gives you a hard time right from the start, and it's because of their initial attitude, then we can at least draw some conclusions.
Ice cream?
After thanking the staff, Vincent pushed two strawberry ice creams in front of the two of them.
"I won't take up too much of your time, Mr. Rosier."
It's not simple, it's not simple at all.
Ordinary children who have such a halo will more or less develop a bit of arrogance in their personality.
"Wayne, I'm very sorry for what I did." After Devin speaking, Viktor looked away.
It's somewhat like a superior-subordinate relationship, but what right does a twelve-year-old wizard have?
"Long time no see, Viktor."
"Indeed, I thought you would put Europe last."
"It's just preparation in advance."
Devin absentmindedly scooped up a small spoonful of ice cream.
It has a moderate sweetness level, and the proportion of cream is not too high.
"He would be very happy to know."
Vincent smiled and shook his head. "I don't think so. After all, I'm just dabbling in things now."
Viktor picked up his spoon. "Rome wasn't built in a day. Everyone started out the same way."
They're not superiors and subordinates, more like partners.
With vampires?
Wait— Viktor?
Viktor D. Brad?
Is the Wizards' Purity Party's Americas regional leader?
Devin nearly choked on the ice cream in her mouth.
He coughed twice, and suddenly a napkin appeared in front of him.
"Thank you." His gaze towards Vincent changed.
They were cautious, lacking the initial pride.
"Rosier Family's brat—" Viktor scooped up a big, round scoop of ice cream.
"I don't want to know Vida's relationship with you, nor do I want to know what you think."
I just want to be able to live peacefully here, is that okay?
"No—no problem."
The Death Eaters were a loose organization united by Voldemort's intimidation, while the Wizards' Purity Party was united by Grindelwald's personal charisma.
The former scattered like monkeys when the tree fell, while the latter remains active underground to this day.
If the Wizards' Purity Party had infiltrated the British Isles, Devin's deceased uncle wouldn't have joined the Death Eaters.
Compared to Grindelwald, Voldemort, aside from his powerful Dark Magic, had nothing else worth following.
Is this day finally coming?
While he was brainstorming, Vincent kept exchanging glances with Viktor.
Although the Rosier Family's wealth is not particularly vast, they control nearly one-fifth of the land in the Wizarding World.
Developing industries can indeed make a lot of money, but even the Malfoy Family has to pay rent to Vida in France every month for their herb plantations.
The two, who understood each other implicitly, looked at Devin at the same time.
After the Greengrass Family, the next family to follow is the Rosier Family.
One hour ago.
Hogwarts Castle dungeons
Potions Class professor's office.
The five little faces peeking out from the Pensieve all looked bewildered.
Snape was actually Half-blood!
When I was a child, I lived in Spinner's End, which was even more chaotic than Knockturn Alley!
"Lily Evans— " Hermione had already repeated the name to herself several times.
Her eyes suddenly widened. "That little girl is Harry's mother!"
Fred and George lightly slapped each other across the face.
"Merlin's dress!"
"The Old Bat shouldn't hate Harry!"
Rolf shuddered. "I always felt there was a sad story behind this. No wonder he kept his memories in the closet."
Cedric pointed to the Pensieve. "Wouldn't we just go over there and see?"
All four of them focused their attention on Hermione's face.
Vincent only lasted an hour the first time, so it's impressive that she can last half an hour.
"How about we—"
Aren't you curious?
"I'm not curious at all." Hermione's tone was completely unconvincing.
"Vincent can stay up all night, let's fast forward this time..."
There was only one path before her.
Either you offend Snape to the death, or you offend Snape to the death again.
"It's best if you keep it to yourselves. If you spread it around—" Her sharp little eyes swept over Fred and George.
"Don't worry, we know what we're doing."
This guarantee is not convincing at all.
They took what they shouldn't have taken, and they looked at what they shouldn't have looked at.
After finding a good excuse for herself, Hermione once again waved her wand neatly at the Pensieve.
This time, the footage is of the Hogwarts Express.
She took a deep breath and buried her head in the hole with them.
Snape and Lily were sitting in the same cubicle when two new students walked in.
One of them was rather handsome, and the other had messy hair and wore glasses.
"Slytherin are all nasty!"
"Gryffindor is a bunch of brutes!"
Perhaps it was instinct, but Snape started arguing with the two new students.
It's somewhat similar to Vincent and Draco, only their positions are reversed.
During the Sorting Ceremony, the handsome Sirius Black Black and the bespectacled James Potter Potter were both sorted into Gryffindor.
Snape was sorted into Slytherin as he had hoped.
However, Lily was "unexpectedly" assigned to Gryffindor.