Hogwarts Legacy Diagon Alley 소설 & 이야기

It was the same place where the Dark Mage, who became a Dark Master, tortured her day after day for three months. “Eluvene, what are we doing here?” Ayla asked. Bile rose inside her. “What is this place?” Rhobart asked Ayla, but she didn’t reply. Her eyes were glued on the front door. The Dark Mage took out an old key from her pocket. “There’s an underground river under the warehouse. It leads to some old catacombs.” Eluvene opened the door, and Ayla could smell the evil coming from inside. Her fingers twitched badly. She could feel the cold metal of the cuffs closing around her wrists and ankles, pinning her to a chair or a table.

Malfoy couldn't have found her so quickly, unless Malfoy wasn't an ordinary boy, as he had been telling her all along. “They hid Luciana inside.” Calistha stared at Malfoy in silence and just followed the man's steps into the very dirty old building. It seems that the building was once a warehouse to store wine and cheese, because when Calistha entered the old building, several broken wine bottles and wooden boxes were scattered in every corner of the room. Calistha reflexively covered her nostrils with her sleeves as the flying dust began to tickle her nostrils until it was itchy and almost made her sneeze.

“Little pitchers have big ears. Our child is a living, breathing, feeling human being. He can wake up and hear us arguing !” Leo said softly as Rachel told him to leave Alex and her alone in the hospital ward and not to come back again. "Can we discuss the matter outside the ward ?" he added. “With all due respect, I’d rather not discuss it. There's nothing left to discuss with you since we know each other quite well now," Rachel replied as they both moved out of Alex's ward where he was sleeping under the spell of medicines.

* "Boy, do you see them?" "Yes sir, they are picking up the goods. It also seems like they are getting tired of waiting" I was on a rooftop with Twilight beside me. I was communicating with Herion using a long-distance air spell. "Can we move?" "Yes sir, if you go through the alley of Dainea street you'll find the back entrance, you could burn it down and catch anyone who tries to flee while the captain and his men go from the frontal gate" "We would have both the flank and the front... We'll do that, call me if they start moving"

I’m sure there must be a secret passage. Dio looked around and smirked when he finally found it. Unlike the other things inside, the pot at the right corner near the door wasn’t dusty. Dio lifted the pot and there he found the lever. As soon as he moved the lever, a few tiles near the door opened up and showed a staircase leading downwards. They followed the path and after the stairs, a tunnel welcomed them and that tunnel led them to a personal property owned by a deceased noble. “Who’s there?” A guard asked when they noticed a little movement coming from the tunnel.

I was half bluffing my way through everything but they did not need to know that. We were silent until we reached the Palace, they didn’t build to the skies like the people of Brookston did, oh no, they saw that beneath them, nothing should ruin their air of mystery which they have surrounding them. Instead they built on the ground over a large space with interconnecting hallways and maybe secret passageways too, if their aim was to confuse others then hands down they had already achieved that. “I can call a Nisse to take you to a room so you can rest up.” The guide offered.

"Can you do something for me?" "Anything darling." Catherine answered readily. "What do you want?" "At the side of the mansion, the place where we used to play games when I was little, I buried my dagger." Diana said, looking into her mother's eyes. "I need you to help me get it, before my mates return." "Do you need it for what you plan to do?" Alpha Alaric asked, referring to Diana's plans to cast out the dark magic. "Yes." Diana nodded. "And mother is the only one who knows the place."

Peter's POV Draco walked in front of Enzo and me as we made our way to the underground torture chambers. The journey that normally took about 1 hour took just 35 minutes to complete. Draco's deathly aura when he entered the van indicated he was in one of his worst moods, which was very surprising considering he had been with the lady boss just a few moments ago.

​The shadows of the Gutter didn't just move; they breathed. As Leo, Elena, and Sophia pushed deeper into the industrial labyrinth toward the relay station, the silence was replaced by the low, rhythmic thrum of the Legacy Drive in Leo’s pocket. It was a pulse that matched the adrenaline coursing through his veins.

"Ruthless. I knew you had it in you." He beckons me closer. "The old meatpacking district," he whispers. "The slaughterhouse on 9th. There's a sub-basement under the cooling floor. That's where Kyros keeps his... toys." "The slaughterhouse," I repeat. "Access code is 7-7-3-4," he adds. "It spells 'HELL' upside down. Kyros thinks he's funny." "Thank you," I whisper. I stand up. I brush the dust off my robe.