Hogwarts: I Can Still Learn

With a "pop", Vincent walked out of the fireplace in Diagon Alley with Louis' face in his face, and moved his hands and feet unaccustomedly.

There were two more "pops", and two more people spit out from the same fireplace behind them, it was Fred and George.

"Vincent, do you remember which way to go?" George looked around and asked.

"..." You guys are clamoring to go to Knockturn Alley every day, but you don't even know how to get there?

"No matter how big or small, call me boss!" This sentence was said in the voice of a good student like Louis, which was a bit strange. It felt as if the student council president suddenly wanted to collect protection money.

Vincent pointed in a direction, "This way, follow us."

"Okay Vincent! No problem Vincent!" Fred said, as if he was afraid that others wouldn't know his name.

Perhaps because school was about to start, Diagon Alley was much busier than usual.

The three of them kept a low profile and walked through the crowd. When they passed the second-hand bookstore, they were suddenly stopped.

"Excuse me!" The person who stopped them was a teenage boy with red hair. His face was somewhat similar to Fred George, but his temperament was completely different.

Is it from the Weasley family?

"P-P--" Fred almost shouted.

really!It's Percy!

"you know me?"

Vincent noticed that Percy was holding a few old textbooks in his hands. He must have come to buy things for school.

He thought as he prayed that Fred wouldn't reveal his secret.

"——Po, perfect cover!" Fred lived up to expectations and forcibly changed the half-sentence of the word.

Percy looked down at the worn textbook in his hand, feeling offended.

"I just wanted to ask if you have seen a tall guy with red hair...about the same height as him." He pointed at Vincent.

"Oh! Check-uh!" Charlie, right.

Before Fred could finish speaking, George covered his mouth.

"I didn't see it!" he replied on behalf of his unreliable twin brother.

But Percy didn't seem to hear him and just stared at Vincent with squinted eyes, "Have we met somewhere?"

"No, no!" Vincent quickly denied.

Anyway, he never met Percy after he lost his memory. He couldn't tell before he lost his memory... Oh!He forgot that he was using Louis' face now.

How did Louis come into contact with Percy?

"Then I must have admitted my mistake." Percy gave him one last look and left.

The three breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Things are happening frequently before entering Knockturn Alley, which is really not a good sign.

Knockturn Alley is located at the back of a several-meter-long arched door at the end of Diagon Alley. Most wizards in the UK know about it, but few have actually walked into it.

Everyone avoids this place, not only because it is a famous trading base for black magic items, but also because of the weird atmosphere here.

Eerie, weird...

This was Vincent's first impression of Knockturn Alley.

The moment he stepped into Knockturn Alley, the air around him seemed to drop a few degrees.

Although it’s summer so it’s cool...

Unlike the bustle of Diagon Alley behind me, it was quiet here.People were all wearing hooded robes like the three of them, rarely in groups, and rarely talking to each other.

Vincent felt that no normal person would like such a place.

However, none of the three of them is normal...

"Oh! Fred, I think it's great here!" George whispered.

"I think so too." Fred's eyes were also bright. He just answered perfunctorily and continued to look around curiously.

Vincent, on the other hand, was concentrating on looking for the bookstore and also observing other shops here.

The three of them walked a few steps and saw a store called Borgin-Bock Store in the distance. Vincent stopped in his tracks. This was the store where "Hot Man" worked.

As you can see through the window, this store is actually not big, but it sells a lot of things.There are many strange things in the display cabinets, such as heads shrunk to the size of fists, poisonous candles, and giant black spiders.

Just when Vincent wanted to go in and take a look, a wizard wearing black robes opened the door and entered before them.

"Ding bell!" The bell on the door rang.

"Welcome! What can I do for you?" Mr. Bo Jin, the owner, came out from behind the counter.

Vincent did not follow, but the soundproofing of the store seemed not very good, and he could hear clearly the conversation between the two.

"Hello, Mr. Borgin." The wizard took off his hood, revealing messy black hair, but Vincent still couldn't see his face.

"Oh! Is that you? Mr. Bloch, oh no, I think I should call you Professor Bloch now." Mr. Borkin said with a smile.

professor?In the UK, the only ones who can be called professors by wizards are those at Hogwarts.What do you mean, this guy teaches at Hogwarts?

Vincent became slightly interested. He turned to the twins and said, "Wait here for a while."

"What's wrong with that man?" George asked. It was the first time he saw Vincent interested in something other than magic items and books.

"He's a professor at Hogwarts, and I want to hear what he wants to buy." Vincent whispered.

The wizard in the shop spoke again, "That's not necessary. I only promised Dumbledore to work for one year."

Oh, it seems that they are the Defense Against the Dark Arts professors this year, but it doesn’t seem to have anything to do with them, since they are not enrolling this year anyway.

As we all know, the position of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts was cursed by Voldemort, causing the professor of this course to be changed every year for various reasons.In other words, anyone who takes this job will have some problems...

"Then what do you need? Poison? Or something? Oh! By the way, we just got some good stuff today. I can show you..." Mr. Borgin was about to bend down to find something from the counter. But Bloch stopped him.

"I'm not here to buy anything today, Mr. Borgin." He said, took out a folded piece of parchment from the inner pocket of his robe, unfolded it and handed it over, "Look at this."

"Is this...a magic potion formula?"

"As you can see, it is a recipe. I want to find someone to make it, but because this recipe cannot be seen in the light, I can't go to Diagon Alley and find someone to make it...you know what I mean."

Bloch deliberately lowered his voice, but Vincent could still hear it. This may be because his hearing was better, because Fred and George seemed to have lost their hearing.

"This... maybe the person who can prepare this level of potion is not so easy to find..." Mr. Bojin was a little embarrassed.

"It doesn't matter, the money is easy to talk about. I'm not in a hurry, as long as I can match it before the beginning of next year, forget it if I can't find it..." Professor Bloch explained a few more words to him, and then left neatly.

The moment he came out of the store, Vincent saw his face - a face that was almost completely burned and covered in scars.