It is finally time to leave for London, I know that we will arrive a few weeks early to be able to make the respective purchases of the letter, so if all goes well I will be able to take the opportunity to look for some information.

  As a child I had never left France, much less after the death of my parents, Alphonse would not allow me to leave the try or any other pce where I would be exposed to many people, he was a strict man but it wasn't until I was older that I learned he was also fearful. Afraid of losing me, his tinuous training was often trasted with his sweet way of treating me, but all the pieces fit together once you knew his weak side, ohat he only showed on his deathbed, ohat only I could see.

  The farewell this time was more painful, the first time I started in the previous academy I cried almost the whole trip mostly for Alphonse and prik, sih the others I had no real bond, at least nothing simir as now, I would have liked to share more with them, but I am here for another reason.

  After arriving in Londoayed in a cottage, not as spacious as my home, but quite homey, you could tell it ce that was full of love for how things still are, even Alfonse was going from room to room with a somewhat nostalgic smile.

  The house on its walls you could appreciate the decorative paper a striking and colorfully uhetid had a design that broke with the aesthetics of any pce where it ced, apparently, the tastes of his parents were ied to Alphonse since he was in charge of buying my clothes, that would expin many things of the clothes I found when I returo this time.

  After expl the rooms we returo the main room on the sed floor where in the ter of the room there was a giant firepce, or well for my size it looked like it.

  On the walls remain different family portraits, pictures of a wedding, pictures of Alphoh his Hogwarts Academy e, a great amount and variety of pictures, something different from my home, where the only portrait there was going up the stairs where a portrait of my parents could be appreciated in an imposing way, a portrait in which I am sitting on my mother's legs while my father is behind us holding my mother's men, how would have been to have this amount of pictures in my family.

  His parents must have been very proud of him to show him off all over their home, but something broke with the aesthetics of the photo frames. Oop of the firepce, there hoto frame different from the others, in it, there hoto where you could see a very happy couple ao it a boy with crossed arms frowning obviously that honse and his parents, but oher side of the phot,o there was only the trace of a burn on the photo, almost as if they had do on purpose or had rescued it just in time before the photo burned pletely.

  I even tried to get closer to better appreciate the photo and iher's hand where the burned photo was, I could see a much smaller hand, almost like that of a baby.

  "Are you curious what was on that side of the picture?"-said Alphonse, breaking the silen the pce.

  As I turo look at him his nostalgic smile had faded, he had lost any traotion in a matter of seds.

  Alpho his hand on my shoulder and tialking.

  "It was our first family photo, that day I remember I was furious because I wao be the oo my mother... but I was not allowed, since my parents wanted me to be o my father, ao my mother to be Elise... my precious little sister"- he took the photo with extreme delicacy, to then leave it in my hands.

  Alphonse had a sister, he alked about it with me before, this is a surprise even for me who thought I knehonse more than anyone else.

  "She was quite a restless child, also rebellious, and had her moments whehought she was the mistress and dy of the whole house, but despite being a child with those qualities she was a child full of joy and love towards my parents, even towards me when she wasn't peting for my parents' attention with me hahaha"- she ughs a little and her face bees more colorful, almost as if she was going to cry. " she was a smart girl with more mahan anyone her age... you my lord remind me of her, I would have liked you to meet her, maybe she would have taken care of you as if you were her son."

  "What happeo her?"-he asked with a hint of impatien my voibsp;

  "Elise was sio one had noticed this because she was always smiling and running around the house, when we found out about her illness it was already quite te, sihat time I realized that there is no magic that cures all kinds of illness and that there is no magic that fills ay heart."

  After those words, Alphonse walked over to a drawer on one of the tables and ope to pull out a brown cloth bag with a knot iop.

  "Surely they must be happy I'm bae hahaha"- Alphonse says as he ughs again- " e on e on, we'll be te, leave the painting anywhere, and stand ihe firepce."

  Leaving the painting on a tea table, I do as Alphonse instructs and stht in the middle of the bonfire.

  "Very well, it's been a long time since I've dohis so it's going to be a little weird at first, so try not to move from that spot," he expins as he opens the bag and takes out some kind of powder in the palm of his hand.

  Of course, si didn't occur to me, that would expin the giant ey, this is for traveling with Powder Flu, the magical powders capable of transp a person from one pce to another via a Flu work. the work that ects most of the homes and buildings in the magical world.

  "Well I expin, you have to be very clear with what you say, take the powder and throw it to the base of the ey, this will take you where you indicate, so remember to pronounce well Diagon Alley, I'll be right behind you"- he says while he hands me the powder.

  I don't deny that I have traveled by this means, but I never liked it, I always burned a part of my clothes, besides with time it stopped being safe to use this method to travel from one pce to another sine eys were ented to take you to pces where your death was already designated.

  "Did you uand?" asks Alphonse.

  "Yes sir."

  As I throw the powder I shout Diagon Alley to ensure my trip without risk of getting lost, moments ter a green fire appears under my feet and in the blink of an eye I'm in another ey in aablishment full of people ing and going through different eys.

  Moments ter Alphonse also appears behind me, shaking a little as part of his coat caught fire.

  "Nothing be perfect, how did it go for you?". Alphonse asks as he quickly checks me out.

  "All is well, quiet."

  "Very good, gratutions your first trip was a plete success my lord"-Alphonse smiles like a proud father-" now let's tinue, follow me".

  When you go out to the main street you see a siderable number of people and children ing out of the ercial establishments.

  "My lord I present to you the famous DIAGON STREET, a pce where magic is in every pce even in the ers you shoulder"- Alphonse says while being pushed by the people around us, definitely a rather distressing presentation.

  "So here we will buy everything the list asks for?"

  "That's right my lord, I will take you to the best pces, my lord deserves the best of this pce"-Alphonse speaks with a cheerful to was very rare to see him like that, he looked like a little boy-"so let's start, my lord".

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