Overturning Hogwarts

"Damn, I almost touched its feathers."

Zhang Rui tried to catch the owl but failed, and fell to his knees on the ground with a look of remorse.

The clues that I finally came across were gone again.

No, there is still a chance!

It turned out that the owl had not flown away, but was still hovering above Zhang Rui's head, flapping its wings and chirping.

Zhang Rui quickly showed a flattering smile to it, waved his arms and shouted: "Hey, don't be afraid, I don't mean any harm, I just want to make friends with you. Come down and I'll treat you to meat."

What responded to him was a piece of bird shit falling from the sky, landing right on Zhang Rui's face.

"vomit."

Zhang Rui wiped his face with his sleeve, continued to laugh, picked up the meat stick on the ground, and shook it towards it, trying to seduce it with delicious food.

But the owl was not fooled at all. It neither flew away nor landed. It kept hovering in the sky and dropped a few drops of "sweet rain" from time to time.

"Damn, is this owl too vindictive?"

Zhang Rui had been tired for a day and really didn't want to move. He just paid attention not to let bird droppings fall on his head. As for the clothes, he didn't care. They were already dirty anyway, so he could just throw them away when he went back.

He hunched over and gasped, swearing in his heart: "You thief, when I catch you, I will pluck all your feathers sooner or later."

Inadvertently, I found a letter at my feet. I quickly picked it up and glanced at the cover. It was a letter written to Nicholas by a woman named Mary.

I quickly recalled it in my mind. It was not a wizard I knew, but it was normal. I only "knew" a few people.

"Hey, are you looking for this?"

Zhang Rui looked at the owl's empty talons, shook the envelope in his hand, and instantly understood its purpose.

"I said, why don't you fly away? It turns out that you dropped the letter because you were greedy. You just pooped on me because you wanted me to hide somewhere else and get the letter, right?"

The owl looked at the letter in Zhang Rui's hand and flapped its wings and hooted louder.

"I can give you the letter, but you have to take me to Diagon Alley."

Zhang Rui didn't know whether the owl could understand it, so he pointed at the letter, then at it, then at himself, gesturing with two fingers at the walking figure, repeating "Diagon Alley" in his mouth, and finally Written on the ground with branches.

Since it's called English (Eagle), maybe the owl can really recognize it.

Anyway, since owls can deliver messages, they should also be able to lead the way.

After talking and gesticulating for a long time, the owl seemed to understand what Zhang Rui meant. It flew a certain distance in a certain direction, then found a place to stop, and called Zhang Rui twice, seemingly asking him to follow him.

Zhang Rui took the letter and followed him on his bicycle. The owl flew up again and landed in another place waiting for him...

"It seems that my previous work was not in vain. Diagon Alley is on this street."

Zhang Rui found that the owl leading the way did not fly far, but flew in one direction along the street, and finally flew into a small alley.

Zhang Rui had searched the alley before, but found nothing.

Zhang Rui rode his bicycle to near the entrance of the alley, threw the bicycle aside, took a deep breath, held the letter in his hand, thought about it, put the cartoon mask on his face, and carefully listened to the movement in the alley.

There was a sound of flapping wings coming from the deep alley, followed by the sharp and urgent call of an owl.

A deep male voice said: "Why are you back so soon? Has the letter been delivered? So he is in Diagon Alley now? Why doesn't he come out to see me?"

Diagon Alley!

Zhang Rui perked up and finally found it.

"I have your letter here, can you take me there..."

Zhang Rui walked into the alley excitedly, but what greeted him was a brilliant red fire, and then he lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

"It turned out to be a brat. I thought it was those damn Aurors who found out about this."

A middle-aged man in a blue suit walked quickly to Zhang Rui and took the letter back from his hand.

"Although the letter has not been opened, it is of great importance and must not be leaked. You will be in trouble."

The middle-aged man pointed his wand at Zhang Rui on the ground.

The owl screamed and flew high into the sky and flew away without looking back.

…………

Zhang Rui felt a splitting headache, as if a knife was about to split his head open. Fortunately, a cold feeling soon swam in his chest. With each swim, the headache eased a little.

I don't know how long it took, but my head finally stopped hurting, and the cold feeling was still lingering in my chest.

Has my golden finger finally appeared?

Zhang Rui opened his eyes excitedly and covered his chest with his hands.

"Damn, who are you, this old man? Why do you keep touching me?" Zhang Rui was startled, slapped the man's hand off his chest, and shouted.

"Master Rui, you're finally awake. This is Dr. John, checking your body." Li Cheng quickly stepped forward to explain.

"Damn, it turns out to be a stethoscope. I thought it was so cold."

Sighing, Bai became excited, thinking that Golden Finger was online.

"Master Rui, how are you feeling now? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?" Li Cheng asked with concern.

"I'm fine."

Zhang Rui moved his body and didn't feel anything was wrong, except for the initial headache, but it's gone now.

Glancing out the window, it was already dark.

"How long have I slept?"

"Not long after, our people saw you walking into the alley and didn't come out for a long time. When they rushed over, they saw you lying on the ground. We just sent you to Dr. John and were about to check your body when you woke up. .”

It seems that there really is no golden finger. Other people's golden fingers have to be comatose for several days before they can complete the transformation of their bodies and be reborn.

"Forget it, I'm fine, let's go back."

Zhang Rui guessed that he was cast a coma spell by the wizard and woke up after a while.

During the previous physical examination, the doctor unbuttoned two buttons of Zhang Rui's shirt. Zhang Rui lowered his head and was about to fasten the buttons.

"Hey, why is my sign so rusty?"

The metal plate around Zhang Rui's neck has been worn since he was a child. It is not worth much, but it is the only gift given to him by the old Taoist priest.

One side is engraved with the Tai Chi Bagua pattern, and the other side is engraved with the nine-character mantra. However, the nine characters are not the same size, but eight other small characters are surrounded by a circle, with a large "bing" character in the middle.

"Bing" means prolongation of life and restoration of energy.

Zhang Rui thinks it probably means something like a longevity lock, just a good wish.

At this time, there was a large piece of rust on the word "bing" in the middle, blocking two-thirds of the entire word.

Zhang Rui scraped a few times with his fingernails, but couldn't do it, so he simply stopped caring about it, put on his clothes and shoes and left the clinic.

"By the way, the alley where I passed out is within the surveillance range of Group 11, right? Have you photographed anyone walking out of the alley?"

The dozen or so groups of surveillance have never been removed. Even if the wizard who attacked him is not the target, the person responsible for surveillance will pay more attention when he sees himself entering the alley. As long as that person comes out of the alley, he will There is a possibility of being photographed.

"I will check with them when I get back. If there are photos, I will definitely find them."

Zhang Rui nodded and asked them in advance to write down the corresponding time on paper every time they took a photo, just to prevent confusion later.

But Zhang Rui also knew in his heart that even if he captured someone, it would be difficult to find his whereabouts.

Has the clue been broken again?

I just didn't expect that this wizard would be so unfriendly to ordinary people, and he didn't even let himself finish his words.

The headache that followed was probably due to the forgetting spell that the wizard cast on the Muggles in order to keep it secret, but he seemed to still remember it.

Is he a bad guy or is the Forgetting Curse ineffective on him?

Is this his golden finger?