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Florin's lips trembled, as if he wanted to say something, but his voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible.

Harry was shocked, hurriedly walked a few steps closer, and looked down at the other party.

He couldn't see what was in Florin's hand. It looked like a card, but the blood had covered it, and Harry had no way to recognize what the card was.

"Are you going to give this to me?"

Harry asked softly, reaching out to take it.

After hearing this, Florin's eyes flashed with a glimmer of comfort, but just when Harry thought the other party had calmed down, Florin suddenly rushed towards Harry!

"Be careful!"

Harry subconsciously reached out to help, but failed to catch it in time.

Florin fell heavily to the ground with a muffled sound.

The wound on his shoulder was torn open by this violent movement, and blood gushed out like a broken water bag, blooming bright red flowers on the floor.

The screams of the children pierced the silence in the store. Harry was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Florin's actions in surprise.

He couldn't understand the other party's sudden impulse at all, but his instinct drove him to step forward immediately and help the old man up to prevent him from doing anything radical that would be detrimental to himself.

"Mr. Florin, calm down!"

Harry whispered, trying to comfort the other party.

However, at the moment when Harry helped Florin up, the old man suddenly stretched out his only remaining right hand and held Harry's wrist tightly.

In the pale and trembling palm, there was a hard card-like object, and he stuffed it into Harry's hand with force, his movements were urgent but revealing a kind of palpitating determination.

"Knock... seven times... listen to him..."

Floin's voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible, but every word seemed to be squeezed out with his last strength.

Harry was confused and didn't understand the meaning of this sentence at all.

However, what shocked him even more was that a faint smile appeared on Florin's face, and that smile was a little nostalgic and relieved.

"I remember... you like orange flavor..."

The old man's voice was hoarse, but it revealed a trace of warmth.

Harry's heart suddenly trembled, and his mind couldn't help but flash back to the scene when Florin enthusiastically recommended orange-flavored smoothies to him when he first visited this store.

At this moment, Florin's eyes gradually lost focus, and the whole person collapsed and fell directly on Harry.

"Mr. Florin! Florin!"

Harry shouted a few times, but got no response.

He gritted his teeth and dragged the other person's body to the wall beside him, letting him sit against the wall, trying to make him look more comfortable.

Then, he finally had time to look down at the card in his hand.

When Harry saw the appearance of the card clearly, his expression instantly became complicated - stunned, speechless, and even a little bit amused.

"What... is this a joke?"

What he held in his hand was actually a... Chocolate Frog card.

Looking at the Chocolate Frog card in his hand, he couldn't help but frown.

This card is not only so old that it makes people doubt its collection value, but the corners have been worn and rolled up, looking like a version from many years ago.

What's even more strange is that the wizard's head that should have been on the card is now empty, as if the wizard had long been tired of staying in this card and "left" on his own.

"Maybe he thinks this place is too shabby and old and doesn't want to stay here anymore."

Harry muttered helplessly, his mouth twitching, and his tone was a bit sarcastic.

He shook his head, intending to put this useless card aside, and then concentrate on observing the situation outside the window.

The sound of gold coins falling outside seemed to be much smaller than before, perhaps the rain had weakened.

However, the moment he turned around, Florin's words came to his mind again--

"Orange flavor..."

Harry paused, and couldn't help but look back at Florin leaning against the wall.

The pale face was still bloodless, and the breath was so weak that it was almost imperceptible.

"Orange flavor..."

Harry murmured and repeated, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

He did remember that when he first came to this ice drink shop, he ordered orange-flavored smoothies, and Florin joked that this was the most popular flavor in his shop.

"Damn it, how could I listen to a crazy person?"

Harry shook his head, trying to get rid of these messy thoughts.

But the card seemed to be stuck in his hand, making him look at it a few more times involuntarily.

Harry, full of regret, walked towards the window while subconsciously tapping the surface of the card with his right index finger.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

The tapping sound was very light, almost covered by the sound of gold coins falling like raindrops outside.

Harry tapped the card in his hand, and his footsteps unconsciously moved to the window.

He carefully opened a corner of the curtain and looked out.

Sure enough, the rain of gold coins outside had obviously weakened, and the dark golden clouds in the sky seemed no longer so heavy.

What was even more gratifying was that the golden torrent that had been flowing like a tide now seemed to have fallen into a quagmire, and its forward speed had slowed down a lot.

"Huh..."

Harry exhaled lightly, and felt the pressure in his chest eased a little.

Although the situation was still dangerous, at least there was a little breathing space.

He looked down at the card in his hand, thinking that since the situation outside was temporarily stable, it would be better to find out what this thing is used for.

So he refocused his attention on the worn-out Chocolate Frog card.

Harry had already knocked seven times according to Florin's instructions, but the card still did not change. The surface was still that worn-out, without even a trace of magic fluctuation.

"It's nonsense..."

Harry couldn't help rolling his eyes, his mouth twitching slightly, and his heart was full of ridicule for himself.

"I actually believed the nonsense of a person on the verge of coma. It's so naive."

He sighed and prepared to put the card into his pocket casually, intending to forget it as an absurd episode.

However, at this moment-

"Harry, long time no see."

A familiar and gentle voice suddenly sounded, with a little smile.

Harry was startled, and the card in his hand almost slipped.

He held the card in front of him in disbelief, and saw that a clear figure appeared in the center of the empty card.

It was an old man with a white beard and half-moon glasses, wearing a casual floral shirt and a familiar kind smile on his face.

"Principal Dumbledore?!"

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