HP: Hogwarts Snake

Chapter 480 The Beginning of a Little Wizard

Children, especially well-behaved children in their prime, always bring a sense of healing.

Maggie is a terrible person, but his fiancée is wonderful, and Beretta, who becomes his sister-in-law, is also a very lovely young girl.

Della had initially just listened to the news about Beretta's magical outburst, but after occasionally bumping into Beretta wearing overalls and exploring the garden with her two dogs, she couldn't help but go over and ask her about the details.

Perhaps having a daughter (albeit a goddaughter) made Della even more affectionate towards the little girl she already loved.

"Magic!" Beretta exclaimed as she petted Wally, the long-haired dog. "I gave Wally a bath to make the water on him disappear faster, and then white steam appeared on Wally! The water disappeared! Wally won't be cold anymore!"

"Woof-woof-"

At this moment, another puppy, Spotted, squeezed over. Perhaps it was jealous because it hadn't heard his name, so it snuggled up to its little master very attentively, making Beria laugh and pet him.

Della watched this harmonious scene with a smile, lingering for a long time on Beretta's carefree smile. She didn't think about what the magical surge at this age had to do with talent; she just felt that this was a truly happy beginning.

It's a joyful beginning to magic, and perhaps also a joyful beginning to life.

There is a connection: the things magic does for you often leave the deepest impression and always influence your life afterward.

Her first magical outburst was a rebellion against being ostracized, and she had no suitable person to teach her, which made her more cautious than joyful about magic for a long time, and she also believed that magic had more of a tool-like attribute.

But actually, what a joyful thing this should be! Magic is supposed to be a gift that brings life endless surprises.

“That’s wonderful,” Della said, her gaze softening as she looked at Beretta. “And Wally won’t be cold anymore.”

At this point, Beretta became hesitant. She lowered her head and looked up at Della with her big eyes, "I'm not quite in control yet, and I can't make sure Wally isn't cold every time."

“That requires practice,” Della crouched down and asked Beretta gently, “Would you like to practice?”

"Yes, yes!" Beretta nodded vigorously. "I love magic! I love that magic exists because of me!"

“That’s such a sweet thing to say,” Della said, affectionately pinching Beretta’s pert little nose. “Do you have a wand yet?”

"Not yet," Beretta smiled shyly, her longing barely concealed in her eyes. "I really want one too."

Della considered the situation in Diagon Alley. Since Leah, who was on the darker side, had already collected protection money, the area was still relatively orderly. So she said, "Let's go then. It's time for our future little wizard to get her cute little wand."

"Yay!" Beretta hugged Della's neck and kissed her. "Della is the best!"

Della kissed Beretta's cheek and led her toward the fireplace in the hall.

You can't use the teleportation skill on such a young child. Let's use the Flying Machine Internet Cafe safely.

Meanwhile, the trio also appeared in Diagon Alley, their destination also being the wand shop.

Harry felt a sense of destiny when he received the Basilisk bone wand, believing that he had to use it. The missing core could be replaced with the phoenix feather from his broken old wand; all he lacked was someone to help him accomplish this.