Chapter 253 Lucky Muggle
During the few months that Leah has been with Della, she has developed a habit of wearing accessories. Her subordinates all laugh at her for finally becoming more feminine, but Leah doesn't care at all. After all, who can resist a hat that blocks one's own existence, a necklace that detects lies, a bracelet that can summon wind by raising one's hand, and a bunch of other accessories that can simply touch the magic!
And Della is also modifying her motorcycle! She will soon be able to experience the feeling of air racing!
"Hmm?" On Sunday night, after sending Maxine away, Leah skillfully entered the basement and locked the door. She turned around impatiently to look at Della, who was bending over the table to do alchemy. With good eyesight, she could see the outline of the butterfly in Della's hand. "Is it a butterfly-shaped ornament this time?"
Della, who was wearing work glasses, looked up at Leah, then turned her attention to the book "Supernatural" spread out beside her. "It's used to protect against the wind. I'm going to put it on your helmet later."
"Okay." Leah had long been accustomed to Della's rather indifferent working state when she was doing alchemy. She walked to the other side of the basement as she had done countless times before, and contentedly helped herself to the motorcycle that Della had installed with a series of functions such as suspension, acceleration and invisibility. After touching the motorcycle from head to toe, she eagerly picked up the knee pads that had been added with heat and cold protection functions and looked at them from left to right.
"Are you looking forward to it, Leah?" Della, who had finished the alchemy part, picked up the magic wand and welded the silver butterfly firmly to the side of the black helmet. She had just started talking to Leah, and felt that the helmet with only one butterfly was a bit monotonous, so she cast a spell to add more dark patterns on the helmet. She kept talking, "Although I am very confident in my work, do you really want to test drive it with me to the swamp tomorrow morning?"
Leah stared at the helmets of Della's men, which were almost blooming. Riddle, the little white snake she had been carrying, also poked his head out and looked over. "I am confident in my motorcycle skills and courage, and--"
Leah drew out her tone, laughed, and walked a few steps to Della's workbench. Then she squatted down, folded her hands on the table, and looked up into Della's eyes. "How can I miss the opportunity to stand out in front of my future boss?"
Della raised her right eye slightly, then took off her glasses and put them on Leah. The ordinary black-framed glasses instantly changed shape and color in her hands, and became a pair of handsome sunglasses when they reached Leah's face. "Remember to look more stylish tomorrow, Miss Bodyguard."
"Okay." Leah stood up, adjusted her sunglasses, and made a quick gesture of receipt.
Della smiled and looked up at the tall and handsome Leah in front of her. After giving Leah a few magic gifts, she told Leah that she wanted to hire her in the "future", so that Leah would have a chance to enter other societies and start a new life when she could not or did not want to be a gangster in the Muggle world.
There is also such business in the Muggle world, where one changes one's appearance and lives in another place or country using another person's identity. Della even believes that Leah is actually prepared for this, but the society that Della provides her happens to be the most untraceable magical society.
Leah agreed immediately at that time. She has always been a person who knows what is good for her.
"But the content of the work may also change a bit," Della looked at the clock on the wall pointing to seven o'clock, "It depends on how my brother chooses to appear today."
"Your, uh, brother Maggie, right?" Leah still felt that it was strange to say this. Della had explained to her that the little green snake had used her brother's name as a reminder of the siblings during their forced separation, but the name Maggie, hiss, was not neutral. As a nickname for the name 'Margaret', basically only girls would be called Maggie. "Didn't you discuss this before?"
"We discussed it, but we failed to control every detail of the plan." The biggest variable was that although Trevor had found Voldemort, Voldemort already had Pettigrew by his side at the time, and Voldemort currently trusted Pettigrew more. Thinking of this, Della lowered her eyes, "He is also waiting for a message over there."
"It sounds like a bit dangerous?" Leah asked curiously. She was already used to danger.
"Dangerous? Not really." Della smiled faintly, her eyes showing confidence and disdain. "No one is making the Riddle brothers and sisters feel dangerous right now."
"My future is really promising," Leah said with emotion.
Della smiled and shook her head. She stopped bragging. She put the finished helmet on the motorcycle and turned to Leah and said, "Let's go up and rest early. We have to leave early tomorrow morning."
"Okay," Leah nodded and walked up the stairs side by side with Della. After a few steps, she couldn't help but ask, "What is a wizard's gathering like?"
"What are Muggle gatherings like?" Della raised her eyes and asked Leah.
"The person hosting the party should go up first and say some polite words." Leah stroked her chin, recalling the party hosted by the Piazza family that she had witnessed.
In the palace-like tent, Meldan Holt first said some words to encourage both the host and the guests to have a good time, and then he raised his glass and drank a glass with the people in the audience.
“Then there are the warm-up activities to get the venue noisy.”
The dance music in the venue transitioned from soothing to cheerful. While most people were holding up their glasses and talking, many people were also dancing.
“Generally, when the venue is the busiest, that’s also when customers are the most impatient, and it’s a good time to get to the point.”
When the atmosphere was at its most heated, Maggie appeared on the stage, wearing a silver snake scale mask that covered most of his face. He walked to the front with his long legs, surrounded by a crowd of people. The three-dimensional silver snake meticulously carved on the forehead of the mask flashed a cold light. Although the guests could not see the black eyes behind the eye sockets, the emeralds inlaid in the snake's eyes were deep and dark green, giving people an inexplicable feeling of suffocation as if their bodies were tightly wrapped by a giant snake. The guests' movements all stopped for a moment.
Then, this mysterious young man openly stated his identity as the son of Voldemort. Just as people were staring at the snake patterns on both sides of his mask extending to his chin and listening to him introduce himself as Maggie Riddle, there was a rustling sound under their feet and countless snakes rushed towards the young man like waves.
"After cutting to the point, uh..." Leah got stuck, her brown eyes swiveled from side to side, and she made several drawn-out 'um-' sounds in her throat, but in the end she didn't say it, always feeling that there was still one more step before the end of the rally.
"What you said before is all right. In addition, the whole rally is almost entirely for that key point. After the key point is cut, there are countless social conversations where both parties say one thing and mean another," Delatria added, "and then the rally ends."
"That's true," Leah thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement. She sighed, "You mean the wizarding world is exactly the same as ours? God, it's a waste to give them magic."
"Yeah, it's boring," Della said.
"Boring? Is that why you let your brother so easily get to the center of power that was originally centered on you?" Leah, who was still ambitious in gaining power, turned her head and looked at Della. "He is older than you and seems to be quite capable. Do you know that he is likely to replace you, Della?"
"The power center of the fence-sitters?" Della sneered mockingly. "When they have nothing, they avoid them. When they are famous, they flock to them. There is nothing about them that deserves my special attention."
As Leah listened, her pupils unconsciously glanced back at the motorcycle that Della had modified for her. The excitement and thrill she had experienced playing with magic with the help of magic accessories a few days ago came flooding back to her. Her heart beat faster and she suddenly realized a truth that many arrogant wizards had not seen through.
Strength determines everything, and magical prowess also determines everything.
And the Della in front of her was a powerful wizard.
I am really lucky. I have reached the top of another world in an instant.
After thinking about it, Leah thought so.