Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 72
Klein didn't relax for a few days in Godric's Hollow when Dumbledore visited and brought him to London.

London is still the same London, with a lot of traffic and a prosperous scene, as if the "disaster" not long ago did not exist.

"Look, there's no difference."

Following Dumbledore, Klein smiled.

The old man was always worried that the aftermath of Sauron would affect the magic world and even the lives of ordinary people, and he was always worried if he didn't come and see it with his own eyes.

"Ah."

Dumbledore nodded and said nothing else.

Klein didn't care either, and just continued to follow Dumbledore leisurely.

The two strolled around many places leisurely, from the Elizabeth Tower to Westminster Abbey.

It was also thanks to the fact that Dumbledore and Klein were not ordinary old men and elementary school students, otherwise, their bodies would definitely not be able to bear it.

Time flies, the sun is setting, the old and the young have finished their one-day trip to London.

Casting a spell in a place where no one was there, in a blink of an eye, the two came to the place where they planned to spend the night - "The Leaky Cauldron".

"Welcome. Ah!"

Pushing open the old wooden door of the bar, the waiter Hannah Abbott came forward with a smile on her face. Before she could finish her welcome speech, it suddenly turned into a scream.

God, what did she see?
Dumbledore and Klein!

This... this is not a dream.

The little girl with two braids looked at the old and the young in disbelief, as if she could stuff an egg into her mouth in surprise.

"Hannah, what are you in a daze for, I should have let you if I knew it earlier."

The owner of the bar, Tom, came out from behind the bar, just about to reprimand the ineffective little girl, but suddenly saw the person coming, and swallowed back the words.

After a short moment of astonishment, a heartfelt smile appeared on that withered old face.

"Oh, Mr. Dumbledore, welcome, welcome, please come in!"

Albus Dumbledore is here?

Like a stone suddenly dropped from a calm lake, many wizards and wizards who were killing time in the bar suddenly became excited.

"Mr. Dumbledore, it's an honor to meet you." "Thomas, Thomas Wick, it's a pleasure to meet you." "Long time no see, you are as deep and wise as ever."

Just like Klein's treatment among the little wizards, the 110-year-old Dumbledore instantly became the focus of the small bar.

middle-aged women
Oh no, the idol of middle-aged and elderly women and men?

Looking at Dumbledore who was surrounded in the center, the corners of Klein's mouth rose slightly.

"Klein, hello, I. I am"

Of course, not everyone will fanatically pursue Dumbledore.

At least Hannah Abbott didn't.

Dumbledore is great, but she still prefers to focus on that handsome boy.

No, it should be that she couldn't take her eyes off the boy at all!

"Hannah, right, we met at Mutual Aid."

After thinking about it for a while, Klein called out the little girl's name.With his memory, everyone who appeared in front of him will be remembered by him.

Hannah Abbott, the first little girl whose name was called during the sorting ceremony, Hufflepuff House.The Mutual Aid Society was established, and she and her friend Ernie McMillan were the first members to join.

"You, I mean, you remember my name!"

Hannah felt like she was going crazy.

This kind of happiness is even more unreal than in a dream.

You know, she has never talked to Klein like this before!
"The sorting ceremony, you were the first, impressive."

Klein smiled friendly and winked at Hannah.

"It seems that Principal Dumbledore won't be able to get away for a while. In this case, can you get me something to eat first? I've been shopping all day and I'm exhausted."

"Of course, of course!"

Meeting those sapphire-like eyes, Hannah felt that her heart was smashed to pieces by a heavy hammer.

She nodded hastily, and led Klein to the cleanest booth in the entire bar with a flushed face, then hurriedly ran to the back kitchen to bring out a few plates full of food.

"Thank you, then I'm welcome."

Anyway, you have to pay, and Klein has no psychological burden. He picked up the knife and fork on the plate and started to enjoy his dinner.

To be honest, the food in the bar is really average,

But Klein is not a son who has never suffered, and he solved the toasted bread and small barbecue on the plate in two or three bites.As for the raw liver that was still steaming on the other plate, he would be grateful.

"Really handsome."

Little stars appeared in Hannah's eyes who silently watched Klein's meal.

Sure enough, good-looking people eat a meal so pleasing to the eye~
"Hannah, is this your classmate?"

Klein put down his knife and fork, and was just about to chat with Hannah, when suddenly, a gentle voice came from his ear.

He turned his head to look, but saw a woman in an apron coming out of the back kitchen, who looked a lot like Hannah.

It's Hannah's mother.

"Mrs. Abbott, hello."

Klein stood up and saluted the visitor generously.

Mrs. Aibo was taken aback for a moment, looked at her daughter jokingly, and nodded back with a smile.

No wonder Hannah showed that expression just now, her classmate is very unusual
"Mom, this is Klein, Klein Grindelwald, the most famous person at Hogwarts, the youngest recipient of the Order of Merlin in history, a genius who repels trolls"

Speaking of Klein, Hannah Abbott became interested.

Now every admirer of Klein can recite Klein's extraordinary things backwards, and she is no exception.

But Klein didn't show any joy or embarrassment because of the little girl's boast.In fact, he didn't care what Hannah said at all, and kept staring at Mrs. Abbott's face.

"It can't be wrong."

Confirming his judgment again and again, Klein said abruptly.

"Ma'am, you are ill."

"Ah?!" "Ah?!"

Hearing Klein's words, Hannah and Mrs. Abbott were taken aback.

What the hell?

"I'm not mistaken, ma'am, you must be ill."

Speaking of which, Klein's true level of healing is much stronger than what he has shown.

Wizards have illnesses and disasters, at most spells and potions.

How could this group of people who can only play with wands know what is the structure of the human body, and what is to see, hear, ask, and understand.

But Klein knew it.

Not only does he know, he is also very familiar with it; not only is he familiar with it, he can also master it proficiently!
If he didn't expect it, the disease would break out within five years at the most, and there was no cure for it, taking Mrs. Aibo's life.

"Klein, is this true? Is my mother really sick!"

If Mrs. Abbott still doubts, then Hannah completely trusts Klein.

Such a talented Klein said that her mother was sick, so her mother must be sick!

(End of this chapter)