I can enter Hogwarts in the last days

Chapter 2 Diagon Alley

The moment he was wrapped, Ian felt that everything around him was darkened, and there were bursts of pressure from all directions, which made him feel difficult to breathe, as if his whole body was stuffed into a rubber tube.

I don't know how long it took, but finally, he "sprayed" out of the tube, some filthy air poured into his lungs in an instant, and after wiping away the uncontrollable tears from his eyes, Ian found himself standing in a In a noisy, cramped, shabby bar.

How should I put it, the bar is extremely dirty, and the floor and tables are covered with stains. Perhaps because of the age, several stains have a vague texture of patina.

At scattered tables, some unkempt greasy uncles were sitting, drinking a variety of unknown wines.

A small man in a top hat was chatting with a bar owner whose hair was almost stripped and who looked like a shriveled walnut, but the eyes of the other party flashed from time to time, which proved that this owner was not as ordinary as he looked.

The moment he appeared, the chirping noise suddenly stopped, and everyone in the bar stared at him blankly.

"This……"

Ian looked at everything around him speechlessly.

In fact, I don’t blame them. Ian also understood their “attention ceremony” after he recovered. After all, although the people here are dressed a little differently, their appearance and behavior are also in the normal category. The most important thing is that there are no dilapidated and bloodstains.

Looking down at his long-suffering "dress", the white shirt and linen sweatpants were all torn and covered with bloodstains of different sizes.

Under the erosion of time, the mottled bloodstains have lost their original color, leaving only dark lavender spots.

With a thick printing paper "shield" wrapped around his left hand, and Shunlai's plastic wand in his right hand, he is completely dressed in a battle-damaged version of the Arad mainland ghost swordsman + magician.

But under the blessing of the appearance like a statue in a temple in Athens, everything shows a kind of morbid beauty.

A long time passed, and it seemed like a moment. The short-term peace was broken. The bar owner who was chatting leisurely at the bar before said:

"No matter what you have been through before, but what I want to say is, boy, take it easy, you are safe."

What came into my ears was a standard London accent. Fortunately, Ian was also a person who passed CET-[-] in his previous life, so there was no problem with some normal communication.

Looking at the bald, toothless and somewhat hunchbacked boss in front of him, Ian was inexplicably relaxed.

Perhaps it was the experience of surviving alone in the last days, even if it was only for a week, but the death-like silence and loneliness brought him to the verge of collapse, making him extremely eager to see other humans.

Of course, Ian understood that this sudden friendliness actually came from his very charming appearance and young age.After all, a dress like myself is short of marking "outlaws" on the top of the head.

If it was just another adult, maybe he would have been subdued to the ground, or kicked out.

After half an hour.

"London, Diagon Alley, the Leaky Cauldron... Is this my wish fulfilled?"

This information was obtained after a brief exchange with the boss who claimed to be Tom.Ian had a vague guess before, after all, the degree of restoration of this place is almost 100% close to the original.

So when Old Tom waved his wand at will, brought a cloudy empty cup, and filled it with light green grass juice in an instant, Ian completely believed it.

At the same time, after he approved, a paragraph of words appeared in his mind.

“停留30个自然日后返回原世界，返回后亦然停留30个自然日，可开启下一次穿越，两个世界时间流逝比例1秒：30天。倒计时：719小时33分12秒……”

"So, you don't know how you came to my bar?"

Looking at the young man who held up the grass juice and slowly tasted it, Old Tom asked softly.

After all, as the leader of the British magic world, a part-time guide, and the current patriarch of the Iron Hat family of Abbott, Tom is not without brains.

It's just that this boy who looks too perfect does not give him the feeling of coldness that dark wizards have. Of course, this feeling is innate to wizards, and after more than half a century of verification, Tom believes that His own feelings, so he will give himself the greatest kindness.

"Yes, sir. In fact, I really want to figure out all of this. What is the reason why I came here suddenly." Ian replied truthfully.

"Hmm... Well, I guess it might be the Portkey. Although theoretically speaking, Ni's situation is more like Apparition, but obviously you don't know this magic, otherwise you wouldn't know how you got here. But... ...I don't remember who was able to set the port key's teleportation location in my bar, oh, amazing magic..."

Old Tom obviously believed Ian's answer. After all, he had worked in bars for more than half a century, and he had seen too many people over the past few decades.

All kinds of people can hardly escape my eyes and feelings, and the boy in front of me clearly feels that he is not deceiving himself, maybe he really doesn't know.

"Perhaps it was the door key set by the ancestors of the family? It seems that if you have time, you need to look through the family collection."

Old Tom was thinking in his heart, but he still smiled calmly on the surface and said:

"So, kid, it looks like you're exhausted from what you've been through before, you can finish this glass of grass juice, and then borrow my owl to write home, get in touch with them as soon as possible, it's not very embarrassing to end this A pleasant journey."

Ian, whose family was mentioned, was like a conditioned reflex, his eyes quickly became moist, and there was an aura called sadness all over his body.This is not acting, it is the only thing left of this body in this world, the last bit of emotional memory, and it is also an expression of true feelings.

"Sir, maybe I have no family to contact. I only follow my mother's last wish and try my best to live... I really don't know how I got here. I'm sorry if I cause you any trouble. I will soon leave here."

Ian has his own ideas, because money is inseparable from survival in any place, but it happens that he is penniless now, so he cherishes any opportunity to get a little help.

So three points of truth and seven points of temptation, some said in a miserable way.

"I'm sorry! My child, everyone is born different. Even if everything is gone from us, the inherent hope and will of life will still guide us to move on. Left and right, always see the direction and find your own home. However, if you need it, you can temporarily stay in my bar, and we will talk about your next plan tomorrow, you look exhausted now."

A bit of sympathy could not help but appear on Old Tom's face.

Sure enough, as described in the original book, this is a kind old man, and he also has great kindness towards little wizards.

"Sir, thank you for your generosity, but all the expenses are my credit. I will pay you back as soon as I find a job and have money." Ian replied while the iron was hot.

Old Tom didn't speak, just smiled noncommittally, and led Ian to an inconspicuous guest room at the left corner on the second floor.

It is said to be a guest room, but it looks more like a utility room to Ian. I saw a small room of five or six square meters filled with all kinds of old furniture. Although it is dilapidated and narrow, the door on the right faces the The double-opening windows in the corner alley really add a lot of points.

"Because it's the school season, so there are no extra vacancies in the bar, and only this place is barely livable, and the bathroom is also independent, you can wash up well, then have a good sleep, and come down for dinner in the evening .”

Old Tom explained slightly, in his opinion, the room in front of him, which he could barely call his residence, was indeed a bit unsatisfactory.

"This is already very good, sir. I am very grateful for everything you have provided. I was really exhausted before. At least I can sleep peacefully here. This is already very good, isn't it?"

After 30 years of hard work, Ian was very clear about the world of people in his previous life. He is used to the utilitarian world of adults. Pure kindness like old Tom's help is extremely precious without any help.

"Hahaha, don't worry, Old Tom's bar is very safe, there are no dirty dark wizards, and there are no disgusting werewolves, so you can rest in peace. If you have anything, please come downstairs and find me. If I happen to If not, then you can just wait at the bar for a while, I will be back soon."

After closing the door and saying goodbye to old Tom, Ian fell into deep thought.

"First of all, it is obvious that my golden finger has arrived in the account. Traveling once a month, and the ratio of basically stagnant time, the maneuverability here is very high. But the most urgent thing is to take root here, and then figure out what will bring What's the matter with this wand that I came here?"

"In one month, learn as much as possible the magic spells that are practical and can help you survive in the last days. In the end, you earn money to buy supplies and bring them back next month. It seems that you still can't escape the fate of working to earn money... …Ah!"

As for whether magic can be released, and whether the end of the world is the end of the law, etc., Ian actually didn't think about it at all.

Whether it is the fanfiction of the previous life or the textual research of the original work, one thing is confirmed, this is fundamentally a world of warlocks, all abilities come from blood.

It's not some kind of aura model of "borrowing the law of heaven and earth". Your own blood is the source of power. This kind of blood that derives the ability to cast spells, you have it, and if you don't, you don't have it, and it has nothing to do with the external environment.

The second is whether he can release magic, whether he is a Muggle, and there is no need to confirm it.

You must know that according to the requirements of the Secrecy Act, the Leaky Cauldron continuously releases the Muggle Repelling Curse 24 hours a day. ", the feeling of wanting to leave urgently.

And standing alone in the bar lobby for so long just now, I didn't feel this way at all, so Ian was very sure that he was not affected by the Muggle Repelling Curse and did not belong to Muggles.

But whether it is a squib or not, this point still needs to be verified, but first of all, it is necessary to ensure how to survive better in the last days, survival is the most important thing.

Even if you are a squib, you can live comfortably in the last days by pulling down your figure and relying on your face to eat in this magic world.

New book, please collect it, please collect it, please collect it, please readers.