Starting from the Legacy of Hogwarts, he transformed into the Dark Lord.

"You're the Demon Joker, Sako, right?"

When Snape said Sarco's name, a sneer appeared on his lips. Sarco's character was inherently wicked, and compared to Harry's father James, they were both a mess. Lily didn't really have a good choice either way. If she had married an honest man back then, she would be a mature young woman by now.

"Enough with the nonsense." Sakho frowned. "Since you're here, let's go. The school sent you to pick me up, not for me to listen to your bullshit."

"You'd better watch your mouth." Snape's already gloomy face grew even uglier; this was the first time he had ever met someone who dared to speak to him like that.

"Does calling you 'Professor' affect my admission to Hogwarts? If not, hurry up! Do you know how valuable that cigarette you dropped was? I'm already being lenient by not causing you any trouble!"

"What, you want to pull out your wand and give me a good wand? The Cruciatus Curse or Avada Kedavra?"

This unruly demeanor infuriated Snape, his mouth twisting in anger. A chilling aura emanated from his menacing black eyes, as if to freeze one's soul, but Sarco was completely oblivious.

"Then you'd better be careful. Unlike others, you're not a protected underage wizard."

Snape spoke in a sinister tone, his voice carrying a hint of ill intent.

"Isn't this good news?" Upon hearing that he was no longer a minor, Sakho felt instantly relieved. It seemed that he had truly returned to the age of 18, at the age when he was strong, energetic, and full of vitality.

"If you don't want to rot in this stinky place, then hurry up and do what you need to do. Anyway, we don't like each other, we're both adults, let's not waste each other's time, okay?"

Snape pursed his lips, narrowed his eyes slightly, then parted his lips slightly and coldly uttered, "As you wish."

He grabbed Sako's dirty arm and, in the next instant, led him to a bustling shopping street.

"This is Diagon Alley!"

Sako, who had no symptoms of Apparition dizziness, stood with his hands on his hips, looking at the cobblestone path ahead. People were coming and going on the path, all dressed in strange clothes.

"Oh."

With a disdainful snort, Snape tossed a small bag to the ground, where the sound of coins clinking could be heard.

He didn't want to say another word and simply Apparated away.

"Who are you trying to impress with that sour face, you idiot?"

Sakho bent down to pick up the money bag from the ground and strode forward. The crowd made way for him, not because of any domineering aura, but because he was dirty and smelly after waking up in the garbage alley, and his face was covered in grime.

Holding the enrollment list that came with the letter, Sakho, who had no idea what social anxiety was, quickly got everything he needed for enrollment: a crucible, herbs, books, and a robe. Having endured a lot of disdain and scorn on the way, Sakho didn't care about these things at all. He swung the jingling, increasingly heavy little bag and hurried to the door of a dilapidated and shabby shop. He looked up at the faded gold signboard and read the words on it.

Ollivander – Crafting fine wands since 382 BC

Pushing open the door, the sound of wind chimes rang out from the depths of the shop, and two pairs of light-colored eyes, like small moons, appeared from behind the counter.

"welcome--"

Ollivander hesitated for a few seconds, "Child, were you asleep in the trash can earlier?"

"Pretty much," Sakho shrugged indifferently. "Nobody really cares about me anyway, I just make do."

"By the way, I'm a new student at Hogwarts this year, and this is my acceptance letter."

Sacco showed the letter to Ollivander. "I've come to buy my first wand."

"I've never seen a freshman as old as you before."

"If it's convenient, can I help you clean up a bit?"

"Of course, I originally wanted to wash the wand clean after buying it, otherwise I wouldn't be able to wear the robe I bought." Saco pointed to the bag he had thrown on the ground, inside which was a half-new, half-old robe.

Ollivander, sensing that the child must have been abused or bullied, nodded slightly, then drew his wand and waved it, instantly sweeping away the filth and stench.

A handsome face that took Ollivander by surprise suddenly appeared in front of him.

"How is it now?"

Ollivander directed a mirror to float in front of Sarko, and after seeing his own face clearly, he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow slightly.

His current face is even more handsome than before. It can be said that it is a brand new look that combines the advantages of Huo Yi's original handsome face with the full beautification package of the protagonist.

"Boys need to take good care of themselves when they're out alone."

Sakho nodded seriously. "But it looks much better when it's clean, right?"

"Yes, hahaha." Ollivander chuckled. Sakho looked much better now than before, and his mood naturally improved.

"Let me take your measurements. Which hand are you dominant with?"

"Right hand."

The silver-marked ruler was used to measure Saco's body, and after a short while, Ollivander returned to the back of the counter and took out several wand boxes.

"Thirteen inches, black walnut, dragon's heart tendon, give it a try."

After Saco took the wand, Ollivander encountered another very picky customer.

After trying more than twenty wands, Saco was speechless. Ollivander had no complaints, but he really couldn't afford to delay any longer. He just wanted to start learning magic right now!

"How about trying elderberry with Thestral tail hair?"

Sacco recalled the wand he had commissioned in Hoyrie. "I'm actually quite unlucky. When I was a child, I heard from my relatives that I had killed my parents. A few years later, I heard from my neighbors that I had killed my relatives. Finally, when I was homeless, some people cursed me for even killing my neighbors."

"Perhaps a normal combination of wands isn't suitable for someone like me who brings death wherever I go."

Ollivander was a little dumbfounded. After a few seconds of silence, he went back behind the counter and returned with a grayish-brown wand with a somewhat rough surface.

"Elderberry and Thestral tail hair, seven and a quarter inches long."

"So short... um... it doesn't seem that short anymore."

After receiving the wand, Saco held it up to his stomach and confirmed that it was about the same size as his own—not too short, not too short, just enough.

Upon seeing this, Ollivander's face suddenly darkened, and he urged, "Try swinging it."

Sacco did as he was told, and then he saw a plume of black smoke come out of the tip of the wand.

"Ah! That's the feeling! Authentic!"

"Seven Galleons, right!"

Sakho grabbed a handful of coins and threw them directly onto the counter, more than seven Galleons.

"Thank you! Goodbye, sir!"

Ollivander watched Sako's departing figure for a long time without saying a word. Finally, he sighed, lost in thought.