A bizarre adventure at Hogwarts

“Hey… Feed! Get up! ”

Being kicked awake is not a good wake-up experience, especially if you have the gas to get out of bed.

“Who! Why don’t you let people sleep well early in the morning! Don’t you even know that you are disturbing the people?! Douglas roared out without thinking, but in exchange for more violent kicks.

Douglas was furious, could it be that his prestige had worn out to such a point? Who dares to kick themselves?

“I’ll fuck you…” Douglas opened his eyes, and there was a greasy old face under a blue sky.

The swear words that had just been brewing in his mouth for a while only had time to spew out a few words before he took them back.

“Well, it’s a nice day today… Mr. Borgin…” Douglas couldn’t help but swallow his saliva, the old man in front of him with extremely poor clothes was not something he could afford to provoke.

Mr. Borgin sneered and kicked Douglas in the leg again, “Oh? Is it? Doug… Nice weather… Oh, yes… My little shop has a nice weather today… If it weren’t for some idiot tearing down my roof! ”

Now Douglas found himself lying on the ground, with a large pile of heavy objects pressing on his body, it seems… Is it the wooden roof in front of Mr. Borgin’s store?

“That damn little devil…” The memory returned to Douglas’s head, he pushed away the weight on his body and sat up, but he felt a little tearing pain in the corner of his forehead, and when he reached out, it was a little blood. Mr. Bockin! There’s a little ghost…”

“Ah, I know…” Mr. Borgin looked at him coldly, as if looking at a piece of. I can even see exactly how you were defeated by that little devil…”

Douglas waved his hand indignantly, but the plank smashed on the side shook him.

“Sir! That… It’s that little devil who is cheating! ”

“But you were still tricked by that little guy!” Mr. Borgin played with the ten galleons in his hand, shining in the sun. “Now… You, go find me that lad… And then…”

“I’m going to get rid of him?” A grim look flashed across Douglas’s face.

Mr. Borgin scoffed, closed his eyes and said to Douglas: “Kill him? Hehe… Just be happy yourself… I was only interested in the exploding magic in his hand. You, by chance, got a powerful magic and used it to me as money to damage the roof of my shed… Got it? ”

“I see, Mr. Borgin.” Douglas lowered his head and secretly hated in his heart: [Humph! ] To put it bluntly, don’t you want an empty glove white wolf?! This old deflated three…].

Mr. Borgin nodded with satisfaction, “Go, that kid just left not long ago, remember!” Find a few more people together! ”

“Okay sir…” Douglas stood up, bowed to Mr. Borgin, and quietly left using the Phantom Transfiguration.

A mocking smile appeared at the corner of Mr. Borgin’s mouth, [Get rid of that little wizard? Hum! Stupid… How could a little wizard use such powerful magic in the Overturned Alley without attracting the attention of others? Do you really think that the Ministry of Magic and the Hogwarts professors do not exist? That’s it… Anyway, this guy doesn’t have any brains, and he loses it when he runs out…].

He stood quietly where Douglas had left for a few seconds, as if feeling the sunshine that had been lost for a long time, and then turned and entered his small shop shrouded in shadow.

There is a line on the sign on the door telling people that this is Borgin Bock, the largest black magic supply store in Overturned Alley.

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Let’s talk about Joshua.

“Eh… It’s weird… Where did I run from? Joshua was puzzled, looking at the familiar fork in the road in front of him, “I remember it should be this way…”

But looking to the left, there is a dead end, and there is a dumpster inside; Looking to the right, it leads to an indescribable street where Joshua was almost left behind….

Well, big sister is so big! It’s really white! Neigh!

As for the one in front …. But it is the road to Diagon Alley.

Joshua scratched his head and walked back reflexively.

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“Doug… Shall we? A bunch of people to deal with a child? Isn’t it a little guy to listen to you…”

At the mouth of the alley and Diagon Alley, a group of people are squatting on the edge of the wall to bask in the sun.

“Shut up!” The man crouching in the middle was annoyed and angry, and shoved the sandwich he was eating into the mouth of the person who had just spoken, “That little devil is the person Mr. Borgin asked for!” I’m here to be safe! Do you understand! ”

The guy who was stuffed with a sandwich was not angry, but swallowed the sandwich in one bite, “But I look like you’re deflated… That wound on your head… It can’t be left behind by the little devil you said, right? ”

The people on the side laughed out loud, but in the eyes of the passing melon-eating masses, they were all insane crazy people, hiding here in the middle of the day.

“Alright… Stop laughing! “A man fell beside Douglas, who was standing on the wall just now observing the situation inside the overturned alley.” I saw a little ghost coming over with luggage… Black hair. Doug, is that the little devil you’re talking about? ”

As soon as Doug looked up, he saw a little boy with black hair walking towards him.

It was Joshua who had just left a scar on his head.

“Go guys! Let that little guy know what is called the sinister of the wizarding world! Except for the stuff named by Mr. Borgin… You divide the rest! And I… Hum! ”

A group of people stood up, posed the black robes on their bodies together, and walked out of the steps that the six relatives did not recognize.