Chapter 175： Magic Riot

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Felix asked, "Potter, are you here to buy books in Diagon Alley?"

Harry looked a little embarrassed. He said vaguely, "Uh, I currently live in Diagon Alley...in Room 11 of the Broken Cauldron Bar..."

He can't say that he blows up Aunt Maggie, and has no place to live in the Broken Cauldron Bar by Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge?

Felix had a strange attitude of Harry. He tentatively asked, "Just you?"

Of course there were many guests in the Broken Cauldron, but it was obvious that Harry understood what the professor meant, "Yes, I'm the only one." He quickly added, trying to distract him: "I'm quite comfortable alone. Yes, go shopping, eat, go to the Florin cold drink shop to do homework... By the way, Dobby is with me."

Felix also smiled, "If I remember correctly, should he work at the Broken Cauldron Bar?"

Seeing that Professor Haipu did not continue to ask questions, Harry let out a long sigh of relief in his heart. He responded enthusiastically: "Yes, Dobby was at the Broken Cauldron Bar. He woke me up these two mornings. , But at this time he should be busy greeting the guests in the bar."

The two talked as they walked, and Harry introduced more about the slightly weird house elf.

"Dobby sent me a birthday gift and a greeting card! He said that he earned it by himself. I was always curious about where he didn't mention it in the work letter, but I didn't expect it to be broken." He snapped back. God came, turned his head and looked at Felix in surprise: "Professor, how did you know?"

Felix said briefly: "Dobby and I are friends, we mentioned in the chat."

Harry nodded, and then Felix asked him, "So, you saw me when you were shopping? It's a coincidence that I might be leaving a minute later."

Harry explained, "Actually, I saw the silver Swift, your patron saint. Hermione mentioned it to me. I felt a bit like it at the time. I just waited for a while in the nearby shop."

"Really? Very keenly observant," Felix replied casually, his attention focused entirely on Harry himself. From just now until now, he has always felt that something is wrong with Harry.

He switched his angle of view calmly. In the black and white world, Harry's magic kept jumping, appearing extremely active.

"professor?"

Harry felt his gaze, and Professor Haipu was looking at him with scrutiny eyes, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Potter," Felix said softly, "This matter must have a great influence on you..."

Harry was stunned. He stammered: "You, do you know?" He felt cold in his heart, and explained in a flustered manner: "I didn't mean it, it was Aunt Maggie who insulted my parents first. I'm not talented!"

The professor will not have a bad impression of him, will he? He only bought the textbook of ancient magic texts yesterday.

"No, you misunderstood, Potter."

The two walked through the wall and left Diagon Alley to the Broken Cauldron Bar. As soon as he passed the bar, Felix heard a sharp greeting: "Dear Mr. Haipu, Dobby did not expect to see you and Mr. Potter at the same time. Today is a day to celebrate!"

The eyes of other people in the bar looked over, and they talked noisily.

Felix looked back calmly, his voice lowered, and then he looked at the elf: "Dobby, long time no see."

Dobby's eyes widened and wiped the corners of his eyes with a dirty rag. "Oh, Mr. Haipu still remembers Dobby, it's so touching..."

"Dobby, please arrange a seat for us. Potter and I have something to say." Felix looked at him gently.

"Dobby understands, two gentlemen, please come with me."

The elf led them to a relatively secluded seat, brought food and drinks, and retired respectfully.

Harry looked at Felix with a dazed expression. After he was caught by Minister Fudge at the entrance of the bar in the Cavalier Bus, the two of them sat in this position and talked.

Felix didn't rush to speak, he wondered how to start the conversation.

Harry stared at the doorpost in front of him on the right. There was a wanted notice hanging there. He had lived in the Broken Cauldron for two days. He was already familiar with the painting.

"Potter"

Professor Haipu's words returned his consciousness to his body, and he listened quietly.

"I heard you like duel lessons?"

"Yes, Professor." Harry said, "I think this course is great, and you can learn a lot. It only takes two weeks, and some spells are difficult."

"Up to now, my iron armor curse is not proficient..."

Felix nodded. "So, do you need some personal guidance, Potter? I'm happy to help myself."

Harry was stunned. He really didn't expect to encounter such a good thing, so good that he couldn't believe it.

He felt that since he inflated his aunt, the acquaintances he met had become weird. Dobby greeted the guests in the bar expertly. The Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge turned a blind eye to his illegal behavior. Now, even Professor Haipu Also offered to train him?

"Of course I would, but why?" he asked cautiously.

"Potter, to speak frankly, your current state is very fascinating. The mini magic is in a very active state. From my perspective, it is like a flame that is constantly jumping and burning."

"All in all, I think it is very valuable for research."

Felix decided to tell Harry directly that there was nothing to hide from the whole thing except that he wanted to study Potter, which sounded a little strange.

But to put it another way, he cared about the little wizard in a special state, wouldn't it be much better?

Harry swallowed when he heard the words, "I don't quite understand what you mean."

"Harry, if I'm not mistaken, you should have experienced a magic riot in the past few days?"

"Magic... Riot?"

"You should have heard similar sayings that magic power is out of control, magic power awakens, magic power riots... Many people regard it as a sign of the magic power of the little wizard in childhood, but in fact it has always been there. Only sometimes, Because of the violent mood swings, the little wizards will show all kinds of magical powers."

Harry listened quietly, his memories returning to a few days ago. Aunt Maggie, who raises a dog in the country, came as a guest. She was a rather rude and mean woman. These two words could hardly describe one-tenth of her character.

Every time she comes, it becomes Harry's nightmare.

But in order to get Hogsmeade's signature, he endured it for a whole week, allowing her to verbally humiliate herself. On her last day as a guest, she was so drunk that she didn't hesitate to speak, and wantonly insulted his father and mother, which made him angry.

He doesn't have a magic wand in his hand, but he is a wizard. When he recovered, Aunt Maggie had inflated into a balloon, like the huge pumpkin Hagrid planted in the ground last year, but an ugly pumpkin with small eyes.

He ran away angrily and never wanted to return to Privet Road until he calmed down before he began to be afraid. He was afraid that he would be expelled and even locked up in Azkaban to work with a group of dark wizards. Companion.

He thought of wandering around the world, wandering all his life to avoid being chased by the Ministry of Magic, but he needs to get some money first. But things always exceeded his expectations. The front foot went to the door of the broken cauldron bar, and the back foot was caught by the Minister of Magic.

Fortunately, not only did Fudge not hold him accountable, but instead opened a room for him in the Broken Cauldron Bar, asking him to stay in Diagon Alley until the beginning of school and not return to the Muggle World without permission.

What reason does he have to refuse?

...

Professor Haipu’s voice seemed to be heard from a long distance, "But this basically happened in childhood. After the little wizard enrolls, it will basically not happen. So, Potter, your situation is very rare."

Harry raised his head and said relaxedly: "I agree, Professor Haipu. When shall we start?"

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