Wizarding Journey from Hogwarts

Exhausted physically and mentally, Gene returned to the cabin, thinking about whether he should erase the memory of the middle-aged old Cesium Bismuth. Keeping him felt like a disaster.

It's a pity that I'm too young, otherwise... ahem, it won't matter if I'm old. I'm an upright person, so I won't think about colorful and colorful things!

Back at the cabin, Riley handed over a yellow letter. Looking at the badge on the envelope, he remembered that school was about to start!

The letter stated that he would still take the Hogwarts Express from King's Cross Station on September [-]st, as well as a list of new books to use in the new year.

Second graders are required to read:

Standard Spells, Level [-], by Miranda Goshawk;

Breaking with the Ghost, by Gilderoy Lockhart;

"Walking with Ghouls" by Gilderoy Lockhart;

"Holidays with a Dominatrix" by Gilderoy Lockhart;

"Walking with Trolls" by Gilderoy Lockhart;

Voyage with the Vampire, by Gilderoy Lockhart;

Wanderings with Werewolves, by Gilderoy Lockhart;

"A Year with XZ Snowman" by Gilderoy Lockhart.

Looking at the list of new books, Gene smiled happily. This semester should be fun!

The next morning, a muffled sound suddenly came from a small shop in Kwantai Alley.

Harry crawled out of the fireplace dizzy, his skin bruised, covered in soot, and even the eyes on his face were broken.

He looked at the environment in the room at a loss. On the mat in a glass box next to him, there was a withered human hand, a stack of blood-stained cards and a dull glass eyeball.

A ferocious mask stared down at the wall, various human bones were placed on the counter, and rusty, tooth-like instruments hung from the ceiling. To make matters worse, Harry could see that they were covered with dust. The dark, narrow alley outside the shop window was definitely not Diagon Alley.

Harry knew he had to leave here as soon as possible. He endured the burning pain in his nose and quickly and quietly walked towards the door. But before he got halfway, three people appeared outside the door, one of whom Harry least wanted to meet at the moment. Person arriving: Draco Malfoy.

Harry quickly found a large black cabinet on the left, ducked in, and closed the door leaving only a small crack. A few seconds later, the bell rang, and Malfoy walked into the store.

Looking at the three people who came in, the man behind Draco should be his father, with the same pale face and cold gray eyes.

As for the other sloppy old man, Harry didn't know who he was, but judging from his clothes, he was probably a servant of the Malfoy family.

Mr. Malfoy walked through the shop, looked lazily at the items on display, rang the bell on the counter, then turned to his son and said, "Don't touch anything, Draco, everything in here is dangerous."

Hearing his father's words, Draco withdrew the hand he was about to extend.

"It's okay, they're just small toys, nothing dangerous." The old man next to Draco said nonchalantly, as if in his eyes, the props in the store were children's toys.

"Little toys!" A greasy voice came from behind the counter, and a hunchbacked man came out, seemingly dissatisfied with others' neglect of the items in his store.

"Mr. Borgin." Lucius greeted the man when he saw him.

"Mr. Malfoy, I haven't seen you for a long time. It's so nice to see you again!" Bojinbok glared at the sloppy old man and said to Lucius enthusiastically, "Are you here to buy something for Master Malfoy today?"

After being polite, Lucius said the purpose of coming today, "Sorry, I'm not buying anything today, I'm here to sell something."

When he heard that they were not here for consumption, the smile on Bojinbok's face faded a bit.

"You may have heard that the ministry has stepped up checks recently..." "Wait a minute Lucius!"

Just when Lucius was about to say something else, the sloppy old man stopped him, "There is also a little mouse here!"

Hearing this, Harry's heart suddenly felt tight. Could it be that he discovered him?

Just when he was nervous, through the crack of the cabinet door, he saw the old man raising the wand in his hand and flicking it. An invisible energy grabbed him, and he was immediately taken out of the cabinet.

"Potter!" Draco shouted in surprise when he saw the person captured by his teacher.

"Draco, is he an acquaintance of yours?" Grindelwald asked, looking at the sloppy boy.

"Yes, he is a Gryffindor student in the same grade as me." Draco paused. "He is also the person chosen by Dumbledore!"

Hearing this, Grindelwald's old face showed a happy smile.

Originally, he came out today just to see what the magic world is like now, but he didn't expect such an unexpected gain.

"Lucius, you go about your business, I'll take them to buy the items they need for school." After saying that, regardless of Lucius's reaction, he took the two little wizards and left the store.

Harry was carried away from the shop by Grindelwald in confusion, but from the corner of his eye, he glanced at Draco from time to time. He still looked so arrogant and confident, but now he looked like a sloppy little boy. The beggar couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

At the same time, Draco was also looking at Harry. He did not expect that the two would meet in this way, but this appearance was expected. After all, he was a rough and rude Gryffindor.

After turning several intersections, the three of them finally left Fandao Alley and came to a spacious and bright street. In the distance was a familiar snow-white marble building.

"After so many years, there hasn't been much change here!" Grindelwald looked at the familiar streets. Unexpectedly, decades later, the wizards were still hiding themselves and living in the cracks of the city. If I succeeded back then, I don’t know what it will be like here!

Grindelwald walked forward slowly, and the two young wizards followed him silently without speaking.

"Harry!" A familiar voice came from the front.

Harry looked in the direction of the sound. Hermione was standing on the steps of Gringotts.

"Why are you so gray again!" Hermione ran closer, "epliskey! scourgify! reparo!"

Under the three spells of the little witch, all the dust on Harry's body disappeared and became clean and tidy again, the pain on his nose also disappeared, and even the cracks on his eyes were repaired.

Hermione glanced at Draco and nodded slightly as a greeting, all for Jean's sake.

"Come on Harry, I just saw Ron and his friends over there!" With that, he pulled Harry away to find the Weasley family.

Grindelwald looked at the two running away, "Who is this little witch?"

"An annoying Muggle, the teacher's favorite, Hermione Granger." Draco obviously didn't like Hermione very much, because the little witch performed too well, which made him very dissatisfied.

"A very good spellcaster. I can't imagine that she is a little witch from a non-wizard family. Draco, your efforts are not enough! As my disciple, I cannot accept that you are worse than anyone else. If you can't do it, If so, I don’t mind killing you myself and then looking for someone else!”