Miss Researcher of the Villain Organization [Zhongyingmei]

London, England.

Westminster area.

Charing Cross Road is a famous bookstore street, prosperous and colorful, brick red or milky white walls are authentic British characteristics.

In the morning close to noon, pedestrians come and go, beautifully dressed girls and three-piece gentlemen pass by, occasionally exchanging ambiguous or elegant sights.

No one noticed that there was a small, shabby hotel and bar in the middle of a big old, ornate bookstore, and an old record store.

The many pedestrians coming and going did not pay more attention to the man in the peaked cap standing between the bookstore and the record store, who was looking at something.

The black peaked cap pressed his curly brown hair into a smooth arc, and there was a bit of blue stubble on his exposed chin.

The men wore very un-British hoodies and baggy jackets, as if they had come out of the last century.

Moreover, his left arm looks particularly strong, and his collar is tilted to that side, so he looks inexplicably slovenly...

——In short, it looks very "American".

Bucky GI Barnes stretched out his hand and pushed up the brim of his hat, and squinted his eyes at the looming small bar in the middle.

……

"Want to have a drink together, soldier?"

A very familiar teasing tone came from behind, and the slightly lowered voice was like the little hook of rum on the tip of the tongue.

Even Bucky himself didn't notice that when he heard the voice that told him to wait for her not long ago, the dimple on his cheek was revealed along with the curve of his lips that he didn't deliberately press.

He turned his head and said to the two huge cones in the girl's hand, "What are you drinking? Cone wine?"

Ollivander was dazzled by the curved lips and the fine lines at the corners of his eyes when he smiled.

Be reasonable, be reasonable, how can she answer the words when she laughs so foully.

The cone in the girl's hand was almost angrily poked directly in front of Bucky: "Raspberry and Oreo, which flavor do you want?"

Bucky: "Emmmmmmm..."

There are two huge cones, one is full of dark red shiny raspberries and raspberries, and the other is full of two round black sandwich biscuits and full of crumbs.

They all look delicious.

20 seconds later.

Ollivander: "...Is it so hard to choose? Why don't you try both?"

"Need not."

Bucky snapped and took the Oreo flavored one casually.

Ollivander: Meow meow? ? ?So what were you struggling with for those 20 seconds? ? ?

They found a place on the small terrace seat next to them, and planned to go to Diagon Alley after eating the cones.

Unlike the very "American" men, Ollivander is wearing a very British dress today, and his hair is simply braided from one side - Sasa's ingenious and professional handwriting, coupled with her gorgeous pair of Her peacock-blue eyes looked like the exemplar of one of the most enduring aesthetics of the British Empire.

Bucky swears that this is the 101st time he's seen a passing man put his eyes on a girl.

Ollivander didn't notice this. She fixed her eyes on a hardcover book in a bookstore opposite for a long time, and planned to buy a set to take home with her when she got out.

——Anyway, with her ability, nothing is too heavy to carry.

Just when her thoughts turned to where to put the books she bought back, as if she should buy a house of her own, Bucky's voice came from her ear: "I want to try the raspberry one."

Raspberry?

what?

Oh cones.

Ollivander looked down at the cones that he had almost finished eating subconsciously, and felt that the appearance of the cones was not very good—to be reasonable, eating cones in novels and movies was extremely elegant and did not melt at all. deceitful.

"I'll go buy again... um."

She tasted a little Oreo.

The familiar emerald green suddenly magnified in front of his eyes. Ollivander was only stunned for half a second before reacting. He hung his arms around the man's neck and kissed him back while smiling.

The slightly bitter sweetness of Oreo and the sweet and sour taste of raspberry are mixed, and both people like it very much.

"...do you like raspberries then?"

Rubbing the tip of the other's nose slightly, Ollivander smiled teasingly.

Bucky: ...Why does it suddenly feel that he is not teasing her but being teased back? ? ?Meow meow meow? ? ?

"Hmm." He gently kissed the corner of her moist lips, lowered his voice not to be outdone, and laughed even more foully, "I'll order an Oreo next time."

Ollivander: ...

Ollivander: Then come to her to grab it, right?

……

The two of them who had finished their two-flavored ice cream (...) walked towards the bar.

Pedestrians coming and going, including passers-by who were attracted by their intimacy before, subconsciously ignored the process of their entry.

Bucky opened the door before Ollivander, and the voice inside the previously isolated door suddenly amplified, and the plaque that read "The Leaky Cauldron" was crumbling, and the inside was narrow and noisy.

All kinds of guests were quiet for a moment when someone entered, and soon continued their business without much interest.

The people inside are mixed:

There are funny little witches who come from the country for a day trip to shop, and there are angry young witches who talk about the headlines of the Daily Prophet.There are savage sorcerers with voices comparable to Thor's, and hoarse-voiced dwarfs.

And an old hag in a thick wool polaklava who orders a plate full of raw liver.

——It’s all weird.

Bucky felt that the girl behind him looked different from these "wizards", she was too...emmmmm...normal.

"Hello, stranger."

Behind the bar, a woman with pale hair, pale skin, and light blue eyes greeted Bucky.

Then her gaze froze suddenly behind Bucky.

Ollivander took out two wizard robes from nowhere, and greeted the female boss: "Long time no see, Hannah. Is Neville here today?"

Hannah Abbott, a former Hufflepuff prefect and Ollivander's class, is the new owner of the Leaky Cauldron.

Also the wife of Neville Longbottom, her mutual friend with the Gryffindor trio and Hogwarts herbology teacher.

"Mei...Merlin..."

Hannah's expression looked like she'd seen...something...surprised and delighted, mixed with disbelief.

"Victoria? You are... your appearance... are you still alive?"

When Bucky heard the "you're still alive", he frowned obviously, with a little "Chuan" twisted between his brows.

"Ah, it's a long story, but yes, I'm alive and everything is fine now."

It was only then that Hannah realized the reality of "a dead person standing in front of her alive".

——Ollivander's death was not reported in the newspapers at the time, and Dumbledore didn't know what he talked about with Mr. Ollivander. All the news was suppressed, but as Neville's wife, she knew about it of.

She obviously has a lot of doubts, but she knows better that this is not a good time to ask—and to be honest, she and Ollivander are not very familiar, at least not as familiar as her husband is with Ollivander.

"Neville is upstairs. He was late preparing for class yesterday - but he must be awake now. I'll tell him to come down."

"No, no need."

Ollivander hesitated, but stopped her.

"I have something to do... Let's meet again when we get together."

Hannah understood that she was referring to the Gryffindor trio, Malfoy and others, and the matter must have something to do with the Ollivander family, so she nodded, "Then can I tell Neville...?"

Let him have a mental preparation first.

Ollivander: "Of course."

……

Walking to the back door of the bar, Ollivander handed Bucky the larger wizard robe.

The emerald green eyes flashed slightly, as if he had just recovered from some thoughts, the man pursed his lips, as if he wanted to ask something, but he still didn't say anything, he just took the black robe and put it on in silence. .

Behind the bar is a small patio.

On the brick wall behind the small patio, old-fashioned red bricks are staggered.

Ollivander took out his wand, counted one, two, three, three on the trash can, and then counted two horizontally. After a few seconds of silence, there was a rumbling sound as if a machine was starting, accompanied by the continuously rotating and shrinking bricks.

As if dazzling lights flickered, Diagon Alley, leading to the magical world, opened.

It was a long street paved with cobblestones, and the corners of the black robes coming and going were fluttering, but it didn't look dull.

Most of the passing people were chatting and laughing, and sometimes there would be one more person or one less person on the street, accompanied by the sound of "嗤嗤".

All kinds of weird shops and restaurants have their own weird business signs, mid-air, violations of physics and chemistry, and various scientific magics are brilliant.

The first shop you see when you come out of the Leaky Cauldron is the Patchy Crucible Store. There are almost all kinds of crucibles in the sky.

From the entrance, you can see Gringotts at the far end - a towering white building at the junction of Diagon Alley and Knockturn Alley. It is the wizard's bank and is known as the second only to Hogwarts in the world. A safe place, managed by goblins—on the roof of the building, there is a realistic dragon roaring above the domed building, and the dragon's chant spreads far away.

Bucky's eyes widened slightly, and the hood that covered his forehead didn't hide the surprise in the man's eyes.

"Diagon Alley..."

Ollivander took a deep breath, as if he missed the atmosphere here - the atmosphere of the wizarding world.

"I grew up here."

Although she went to Hogwarts shortly thereafter, she still considers Diagon Alley part of her home.

Walking along the flow of people, one can see one shop after another. The entrances of Madam Mojin's robe store and Lihen Bookstore are crowded with little wizards and their parents.

The children's yelling mixed with laughter was very lively.

The busiest shop should be the third-floor Weasley's Wizard Wheezes-Twin's shop, and now Ron Weasley is also one of the owners.

Also surrounded by little wizards and parents is Ollivander's.

Bucky's eyes were attracted by the familiar surname.

There is also a line of small words below the business card: since 382 BC, making excellent wands (Makers of Fine Wands since 382B.C).

Ollivander.

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Speaking of which, in the reader group, there was a girl whose account was hacked last time, and then she posted some unhealthy advertisement content abruptly, and was removed from the group by the conscientious administrator fairy. If so, I will trouble you to join the group again_(:зゝ∠)_Refill.

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