Chapter 157: Let's go... Brother takes you to a good place...

I am not lost, madam, where I want to go is right there..."

Knock Knock Alley, the intersection of the intersection, Harry hurriedly vetoed his captured right hand in a panic.

"It doesn't matter, my dear, I can take you there. Are you going to go home? Then just follow me..." The old witch grinned, showing moss-grown teeth, and said softly. Dao, kindly like the grandmother next door.

But Harry felt cold all over, and the opponent's skinny arms were unexpectedly strong, and violently grabbed his shoulders, pulling him towards the inside of Knockout Alley.

Harry didn't know what the consequences would be after he was taken away, but there would be nothing good if he thought about it. He immediately looked at the wizards around him with help-seeking eyes, hoping that anyone could help him.

However, what Harry didn’t expect was that so many wizards around him didn’t even bother him. He even saw a few wizards squatting in the corner, wearing ragged robes, smiling at him, but the smile contained With more special meaning.

"Madam, I don't know you at all!" Harry tried to persuade the old witch in front of him to let him go, regretting why he made a mistake when using Floo powder, or that he shouldn't use it at all. For the fireplace.

"We will meet soon..." the old witch said with a strange smile, gently tapping Harry's cheek with her right hand holding the wand.

"Harry, why did you get here?"

Just when Harry felt desperate, a voice rang behind him, and the two pulling and pulling heard the voice and immediately turned their heads to look over, only to realize that the person speaking was a young wizard of seventeen or eighteen years old.

After hesitating, the young wizard had already walked up to him and put his hand on his other shoulder. Harry felt his body torn apart by the drag of the two, and hurriedly said.

"Madam, my friend came to pick me up, can you let me go?"

Harry didn't know who the young wizard was in front of him, but still knew that the other party might come to save him, so he decisively leaned on the young wizard's side.

"Hunboy, young..." Seeing the young man came, the old witch frowned and was about to curse, but before that, Ivan suddenly started to do it.

"Except for your weapons!"

"First... sir..." Harry watched at the young wizard who had helped him change his face instantly, and the heart he had just put down was lifted up instantly, and he stammered.

Ivan looked at Harry's look of fear, and it felt very funny. He tried hard not to laugh, but in the end he couldn't help but laughed strangely.

"Let's go, brother takes you to a good place..."

After speaking, Ivan pushed Harry forward. The latter's heart became more and more flustered, tremblingly thinking that he might be killed today, and praying in his heart whether he could come to save himself again.

However, fate obviously won't take care of a person twice in a row. Harry walked all the way without waiting for the second savior.

The only thing that made Harry somewhat thankful was that the other party at least walked in the direction of Diagon Alley.

Stepping from the gloomy Knockdown Alley into the bustling Diagon Alley, Harry’s inner tension relaxed a little, but it didn’t take long, because he soon discovered that this strange young wizard was pulling him to go. Walking in remote places.

When Harry gathered up his courage and was about to scream, he suddenly saw the young wizard stretch out his wand and click on his clothes.

When Harry was strange, his eyes widened suddenly because he clearly saw the body of the young wizard in front of him was shrinking, getting shorter and shorter, the one with some freckles His face also changed into another look he was very familiar with. The clothes on his body shrank in sync with his figure, and it didn't take long for him to become a little wizard about his size.

"Ivan?!" Harry stared at this scene blankly.

"Hi! Harry, it's been a long time!" Ivan greeted freely after turning his head to relieve the transformation spell on his clothes.

"What's going on? How could you... how could you become that person? No, how could that person become you?" Harry felt that his brain was not enough, and his words seemed a little confused.

"This is the effect of the compound decoction, um... it's a potion that can be transformed into someone else's appearance." Yifan explained.

Harry nodded, and then remembered that he had been walking with Ivan in fear, and then said angrily with a puffed face.

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier, I thought I was going to be kidnapped just now!"