Enter Hogwarts

Leon hid himself in a windbreaker and walked in Bethnal Green, the most famous slum in the East End of London.

You can see homeless people dumped in garbage piles everywhere along the way. House doors are half open. From time to time, you can see a few women at the door, holding matchboxes and waiting for guests to come.

The East End of London, to be precise, the eastern part of the city center of London, was once "rich" 30 or [-] years ago. It was once prosperous as the center of the British shipbuilding industry, but due to geographical constraints, it has declined day by day.

This area used to be a traditional industrial area, with clothing, printing, cigarettes, shoemaking, furniture, food and other companies lined up. Of course, it has now become a deserted and abandoned industrial site and a garbage dump in London.

Although they are located in the same central area of ​​London, the East End and the West End are like two different worlds.The West End of London is where the British royal family and government agencies gather, as well as large shops, theaters and high-end residential areas. Piccadilly Circus is surrounded by theaters, hotels, shops, restaurants, and nightclubs.Leon was once forced to go to the theater with his parents to watch "King Lear". Leon felt that if he had insomnia, he would love Shakespeare to death.

Of course, both Mr. Green and Mrs. Green's current interests are more inclined to those weird things in the wizarding world, such as the divine comedy "A Pot of Fiery Love" that is popular in the wizarding world.

Of course, classmate Li Ang would not wander around in such a chaotic area with his 11-year-old body. When he got Snape's special edition of "Advanced Potion Making" in early October, he filled in the advanced potions in it. Got the idea.

Unfortunately, with his worth, he could only buy a little less African tree snake skin and other ingredients, and brew a little polyjuice.

However, because the "shelf life" of Polyjuice Potion was relatively short, on the third day after Christmas, Leon used a lock of Mr. Green's hair to sneak into Bethnal Green.

Looking at the homeless people around him who were about to move around, Li Ang pretended to lift his windbreaker casually, revealing the pistol at his waist.

This was not something Li Ang used to deform to bluff people. Considering that it might be inconvenient for him to cast spells on ordinary people, and that firearms were more intimidating to ordinary people, Li Ang brought the Webley revolver that had been passed down from his family for many years. On.

This is what Grandpa Li Ang left behind.

One gun has been passed down to three generations, and people still use guns...

Of course, a revolver like this is indeed more durable and easier to maintain.

Sure enough, after seeing the "reason" that Li Ang "inadvertently" revealed, the homeless people became honest.

After looking around and asking here and there, Li Ang finally found Quilter Street.

Of course, he didn't rush to No. 175, who knew what was waiting for him there.

Before he learned how to clear the way with the fire god and protect himself with the fire shield, Li Ang would never confront the enemy head-on!

"Handsome man, do you want to have a good time? It's only two pounds a night..." An old lady stared at Li Ang.

Li Ang looked back and stared at the other person for a long time before asking, "Have you lived here for a long time?"

The woman took out a crumpled cigarette from her trouser pocket for a long time, struck a match and lit it, took a puff and said, "Of course, I was born here."

"In the future, I will probably die here like mud..."

Leon took out a ten pound note from his pocket.

"I want to inquire about something, if you can satisfy me..."

The woman's eyes were completely attracted by the pound. After a while, she swallowed and asked: "Do you want to chat here or...?"

"Go to your place."

"It's up to you." The woman took the last puff and stamped out the cigarette butt, "Come with me!"

As the woman entered her shabby shelter, two children, a boy and a girl, were playing something in the house.

"Get in the house!" the woman yelled, and the two children turned around and ran in.

"What would you like to drink? Water, coffee? I don't have tea..."

"No, I'll leave after I ask. Since you said you grew up here, do you know the one at No. 175?" Li Ang found a chair and sat on it with a majestic look.

"Of course," the woman nodded, "but no one lives in No. 175 now."

"No one lives here anymore?" Li Ang asked with a frown.

"Yes, there's no one left." The woman poured herself a glass of water.

"Ours was originally a shoe factory. The factory disappeared 20 years ago and the owner also ran away."

"Later, those of us who had nowhere to go were placed here."

"Most of the people living here are local families, but the family at No. 175 is not."

"Although I can't tell whose accent it is, their family must not have been a homeless person before!"

"Why?" Li Ang took out a silver wine flask and took a sip.

"Because of his temperament," the woman reached out and touched her pocket, but there was no cigarette left.

"Although I don't know what upper-class gentlemen are like, there is something about their male owners that is incompatible with this place."

"What's their family name? Nott?" Li Ang asked.

"Nott? No, of course not, their family name is Leon."

"The man's name is Lisca Leon, and the woman's name is...Lisa, yes, Lisa." The woman tried her best to recall.

"Then where are they now?"

"I don't know," the woman spread her hands indifferently, "about ten years ago, the male master died of illness. When he died, his body was covered with lupus..."

"When the male master died, the woman was pregnant with the child. Later, after the child was born, a large group of rich people came to their house one day. They were dressed... a little strangely, as if they were dressed by nobles from the last century. The people around them Everyone said that the man must be a young master from a certain family who ran out. After being discovered by the family, they took the child back..."

"What about the woman? Didn't they take her back together?" Li Ang touched his chin, thoughtfully.

"Of course not," the woman looked at Li Ang with strange eyes, "The young master might have slipped out of the house because of that woman. Why would they take the woman back with them?"

"Let me guess, later on, the woman left in the cold and hunger?"

"That's not true," the woman chuckled, "After that woman was robbed of her child, she became crazy. The first one or two years were really difficult, but in the third year, the family came again and gave her That woman gave me a lot of good things."

"After that, every month, a few strong men would come to deliver things. For fear of offending those people, no one dared to take advantage of the crazy woman."

"Then...five or six years ago, the woman was suddenly picked up by that family one day."

Throwing the pound in his hand, Li Ang turned around and left the dilapidated room, but before leaving, he glanced at the back room.

If the induction was correct, there seemed to be some subtle magic fluctuations inside the house just now.

Of course, this has nothing to do with him. He has learned a lot today. According to the woman's description, he has roughly figured out what happened.

He just needs to go to No. 175 to confirm some things.