HP Magic Biography

Hearing his father's noise downstairs gradually getting quieter, Al Fanlin's mood was terrible. Dad had never been so cruel to little Al Fanlin, because little Al Fanlin was very good, so today's Al Fanlin Mr. Er, this is the first time I see you.

Feeling disappointed and unwilling, little Al Fanlin lay on his bed. At this moment, he didn't want to do anything, he just wanted to lie down like this. His head has become a mess, with imagination and longing for the magical world, little Alfanlin unconsciously fell into a deep sleep on the bed.

Night always comes quickly, and the starlight gradually chases away the heat brought by the summer sun. The silver-white light replaced the darkness in the bedroom caused by the arrival of night!

The door squeaked and was pushed open, and Mr. Al walked into the room of little Al Fanlin.

Standing at the head of his son's bed, looking at his sleeping face, Mr. Al felt a ripple in his heart, with bitterness, uneasiness, and a little reluctance. Compared with when Al's mother left, Al There is a trace of fear in the eyes of the gentleman!

Gently touched the face of little Alfanlin, It looks so much like his mother! He murmured softly, for fear of waking up the sleeping Alfanlin.

Perhaps the movements were not gentle enough, after all, it was too difficult for a grown man's hands to do these subtle things.

Little Alfan opened his eyes mischievously, saw his father sitting on the bed, just wanted to ask something excitedly, then remembered his father's attitude today, half-closed his eyes, and asked timidly: Dad, Mr. Dumbledore, and Professor McGonagall have already left. The voice was as thin as a mosquito, and little Alvarin was afraid of angering his father again, but he still asked a little unwillingly.

Oh, yes, Fan Lin. Mr. Al came back to his senses, his eyes were a little dazed, but he soon became clear, Principal Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall have left, about 6 o'clock in the evening By the time the clock was up, I had already entertained Principal Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall for dinner. The rest is still in the kitchen, I will keep it for you, if you are hungry, you can go down and eat some!

Mr. Al, smiling, put his hand on little Al Fanlin's head and rubbed it, then put his hand on the side of the bed, staring into little Al Fanlin's eyes, with serious expression: Fan Lin, dad asked You have a question, okay?

Ask, Dad. Little Alfanlin still looked downcast.

What do you think about magic, or whether you know magic, tell me, it's very important, Fan Lin.

Looking at the way his father stared at him, little Alfanlin felt a little nervous and uneasy. He just wanted to open his mouth to answer the concept of magic that Mr. Al had instilled in him all the time, but under the serious eyes of Mr. Al, little Al Fanlin wanted to lie, but he couldn't do it.

(Wingardim Leviosa).

With the remembrance of the incantation, along with the raising of little Alfanlin's arm, a chair in the room was slowly lifted into the air.

Mr. Al looked at the performance of his son in front of him in surprise, followed by a sense of relief, which made Mr. Al feel a little relieved!

Okay, Fan Lin, I see. I think there is no need to ask you the following questions. I agree with you to go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry to learn magic.

With a sound of bang, the chair fell to the ground, and Mr. Al also understood the reason why little Al kept bumping into things all these years, so he couldn't help but wryly smiled and shook his head.

Really! Dad! Uh, I mean, you really want me to study magic with Head Dumbledore?

Little Alfanlin seemed a little at a loss. He didn't expect that Dean Dumbledore used some method to get his father to agree to learn magic.

Looking at the bewildered and happy son in front of him, Mr. Al also understood that all of this was predestined, a fate that he, an ordinary person, could not resist.

Yes,

Fan Lin, I agree, you go downstairs and eat your dinner first, it's already past seven o'clock, if you don't eat dinner, you will spend the night hungry!

Okay, Dad, I'm going to eat now!

Little Alfanlin turned over from the bed, cheered that I was going to learn magic, and ran downstairs excitedly.

Watching the back of his son running downstairs. Mr. Al was stunned for a long time, and then he seemed relieved. Just smiling like that, I went down the stairs...

London Station is about to arrive. Passengers who get off the train, please take your belongings and wait to get off the train.

The train slowly entered the platform of London Railway Station, and got out of the car. Two figures, one big and one small, came down!

Dad, we're going to find the Leaky Cauldron first, shall we?

The man looked down at his watch, it was ten forty in the morning. He took out the map and searched carefully.

Yes, Fan Lin, we have to go to the Leaky Cauldron first. Dean Dumbledore told me that the people there will take us to Diagon Alley to buy the props you need.

And the wand, Dad!

Well, yes, and a magic wand! Mr. Al took the hand of little Al Linfan, followed the directions on the map, back and forth several buses, and finally arrived at an inconspicuous corner of London , found this necessary location, the Leaky Cauldron.

An old wooden plaque hangs on the black door face, and a protruding iron pipe hangs a wooden beer mug on it. Looking at the translucent window, the dim light flickered dimly. The whole bar exudes an atmosphere of the times, it looks dim and dilapidated, and it is not as good as the two people's clothes.

Fan Lin, I think it should be here. I really don't understand why there are such dilapidated bars in London!

Okay, Dad, let's go in!

Apparently little Al Fanlin couldn't hold back the curiosity and excitement in his heart. He took Mr. Al's hand and pushed open the old door of the Leaky Cauldron.

As soon as they entered the door, with the sound of the bell, everyone in the room turned their heads and looked at this pair of people who were obviously not wizards. The dim light made the whole room look lifeless.

Mr. Al was obviously not very used to it, and he took little Al Fanlin to the bartender's bar, and put his hand on the wooden bar.

Sir, Qing asked, what do you need for a glass? The bartender quickly put away the unnatural expression on his face, he couldn't figure out how a Muggle would find him here.

I followed Mr. Albus Dumbledore's instructions to bring my family's children here to buy school supplies in Diagon Alley. Mr. Albus said that you can get help here. This is what Mr. Albus gave you letter.

The bartender took the letter and carefully read the contents of the letter.

Oh, it's a great honor, Mr. Al, and our new cute little wizard. I'm happy to help you!

The bartender read the letter and said to Mr. Al with a smile on his face: Mr. Al, this is clear. I will take you to exchange the currency of the wizarding world. I will take you to Diagon Alley later, I think. You must It will be an eye opener!

The bartender took Mr. Ayer and Fan Lin to the next room, and after exchanging pounds for Galleons, he led them through the backstage of the bar and came to a thick wall.

Dad, where is this gentleman taking us? Don't you want to go to Diagon Alley? Little Al was puzzled when he saw the wall in front of him, raised his head, and asked his father in a low voice.

Wait a minute, my cute little wizard, you will see the magical side soon, and it's also the fun uh-uh place of magic, stand back, my little wizard. The bartender smiled and drew out a wand, indicating to little Alvain The Lin father and son backed away, and little Alfan Lin's eyes began to light up after seeing the wand. He felt that the next glance would open his eyes.

The bartender took out his wand, and at a gap in the wall, he tapped the stone bricks around the gap regularly. Suddenly, the entire wall began to roll from the gap to both sides, and a beam of dazzling sunlight shone in through the cracks that were scattered by the roll.