Felix asked, "Potter, did you come to Diagon Alley to buy some books?"
Harry looked a little uneasy. He said vaguely, "Uh, I'm currently living in Diagon Alley... in Room 11 of the Broken Cauldron Bar..."
He could not say that he had inflated Aunt Maggie's ego and had no place to live, and that Connelly Fogy, the head of the Ministry of Magic, had arranged for him to live in the Broken Cauldron Bar.
Felix was a little surprised by Harry's attitude. He asked tentatively, "You're alone?"
Of course, there were many tenants in the Broken Cauldron Bar, but it was obvious that Harry understood what the professor meant. "Yes, I'm alone."
He quickly added, trying to distract him. "I'm quite comfortable alone. Shopping, eating, doing my homework at Florin's Cold Drinks... Oh, and Dobi is with me."
Felix also smiled. "If I remember correctly, he should be working at the Broken Cauldron Bar?"
Seeing that Professor Heip did not continue to ask, Harry sighed in relief. He responded enthusiastically, "Yes, Dobi is at the Broken Cauldron Bar. He has been waking me up for the past two mornings, but at this time, he should be busy greeting the customers in the bar."
The two chatted as they walked, and Harry introduced more about this slightly eccentric house elf.
"Dobi sent me a birthday present and a greeting card!
He said that he earned it himself. I've always been curious about where he works — it was not mentioned in the letter. I didn't expect it to be the Broken Cauldron... "He suddenly came back to his senses and turned to look at Felix in surprise." Professor, how did you know? "
Felix said briefly, "Dobi and I are kind of friends. We mentioned it when we were chatting."
Harry nodded, and then Felix asked him, "So, you saw me when you were shopping?
What a coincidence. I might have left a minute later. "
Harry explained, "Actually, I saw your guardian angel, the silver swift. Hermione mentioned it to me before.
At that time, I felt that it was somewhat similar, so I waited at the shop next door for a while. "
"Really?
Very observant, "Felix answered casually. His attention was completely focused on Harry.
From just now until now, he had always felt that something was wrong with Harry.
He quietly switched his perspective. In the world of black and white, the magic power on Harry's body was constantly jumping, appearing unusually active.
"Professor?"
Harry felt his gaze. Professor Heip was looking at him with a scrutinizing look, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.
"Potter," Felix said softly, "This matter must have affected you greatly …"
Harry stood rooted to the ground. He stammered, "Y-you know everything?"
He felt a chill in his heart and explained in a panic, "I didn't mean it. It was Aunt Maggie who insulted my parents first. I was angry!"
The professor wouldn't have a bad impression of him, would he?
He had just bought the textbook of ancient magic words yesterday.
"No, you misunderstood, Potter."
They left Diagon Alley through the wall and came to the Broken Cauldron Bar.
Just as they passed by the bar, Felix heard a sharp greeting, "Dear Mr. Heip, Dobi didn't expect to see you and Mr. Potter at the same time. Today is really a day to celebrate!"
The other people in the bar looked over, and they were talking noisily.
Felix looked back calmly and lowered his voice. He then looked at the elf and said, "Dobi, long time no see."
Dobi widened her eyes and wiped the corners of her eyes with a dirty rag. "Oh, Mr. Heip still remembers Dobi. How touching …"
"Dobi, please arrange a private room for us. Potter and I have something to talk about." Felix looked at her gently.
"D.U.O.B.I understands. Gentlemen, please follow me."
The elf led them to a relatively secluded room, served them food and drinks, and respectfully left.
Harry looked at Felix with a slightly blank expression. After he had taken the Knight Bus and was caught by Minister Fogy at the bar entrance, the two of them had sat in this seat to talk.
Felix was not in a hurry to speak. He was thinking about how to start the conversation.
Harry stared at the door post to his right. There was a wanted poster hanging there. After staying in the Broken Cauldron Bar for two days, he was very familiar with the picture.
"Potter —"
Professor Heip's words brought his consciousness back to his body. He listened quietly.
"I heard that you like dueling classes?"
"That's right, Professor," Harry said. "I think this class is great. I can learn a lot.
It's just that I can only take it once every two weeks, and some of the spells are very difficult. "
"I'm still not proficient in the Iron Armor Spell …"
Felix nodded. "So, do you need some private guidance, Potter?
I'd be happy to help. "
Harry was stunned. He really did not expect to encounter such a good thing. It was so good that he could not believe it.
He felt that since he had bragged about his aunt, the acquaintances he met had become strange. Dobi skillfully greeted the guests in the bar, Connelly Fogy, the head of the Ministry of Magic, turned a blind eye to his illegal behavior, and now, even Professor Heip offered to train him?
"Of course I'd like to, but why?" he asked cautiously.
"Potter, to be honest, your current state is very fascinating. Your magic power is in a very active state. From my perspective, it's like a flame that's constantly jumping and burning."
"All in all, I think it's very valuable for research."
Felix decided to tell Harry directly. There was nothing to hide about the whole thing — except that he wanted to study Potter, which sounded a little strange.
But in other words, he was concerned about the little wizard in a special state. Wasn't that much better?
Harry swallowed. "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 of similar sayings. Magic out of control, magic awakening, magic riot … Many people see it as a sign of the little wizard's magic power in childhood, but in fact, it has always been there.
It's just that sometimes, because of the violent mood swings, the little wizards will show all kinds of magical powers. "
Harry listened quietly. His memory went back to a few days ago.
Aunt Maggie, who raised dogs in the countryside, came to visit. She was a rather rude and mean woman. These two words could not even describe one-tenth of her character.
Every time she came, it would be a nightmare for Harry.
But in order to get Hogsmeade's signature, he endured for a whole week and let her humiliate him verbally.
On the last day of her visit, she got drunk and spoke without thinking, wantonly insulting his father and mother, which made him furious.
He did not have a magic wand in his hand, but he was a wizard.
When he came to his senses, Aunt Maggie had inflated into a balloon, just like the huge pumpkin Hagrid planted in the field last year, but an ugly one with small eyes.
He ran away from home angrily and never wanted to go back to Privet Drive. When he calmed down, he began to be afraid. He was afraid that he would be expelled or even locked up in Azkaban with a group of black wizards.
He even thought of wandering the world and hiding from the Ministry of Magic for the rest of his life, but he needed to get some money first.
But things always went beyond his expectations. The moment he stepped into the Broken Cauldron Bar, he was caught by the director of the Ministry of Magic.
Fortunately, Fogy not only did not hold him responsible, but also booked a room for him in the Broken Cauldron Bar. He promised that he would stay in Diagon Alley until school started and could not return to the Muggle world without permission.
What reason did he have to refuse?
…
Professor Heip's voice seemed to come from far away. "But this kind of situation basically happens in childhood. When the little wizard enters school, it basically won't happen.
So, Potter, your situation is very rare. "
Harry looked up and said in a relaxed mood, "I agree, Professor Heip.
When do we start? "