Bizarre adventures at Hogwarts

“Hey… Feed! Get up! ”

Being kicked awake is not a good wake-up experience, especially if you’re angry.

“Who! Why don’t you let people sleep well in the early morning! Don’t you know that you are disturbing the people?! Douglas roared without thinking, but got an even harder kick.

Douglas was furious, could it be that his prestige had been worn out to this point? Who dares to put themselves on the foot?

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

The dirty 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 such a nice day… Mr. Borgin…” Douglas couldn’t help but swallow, the old man in front of him with extremely poor clothes was not something he could afford to mess with.

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

Now Douglas found himself lying on the ground, with a large number of heavy objects pressed on his body, it seemed… Is it the wooden roof in front of Mr. Borgin’s shop?

“That damn little ghost…” 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 reached out to touch it, but it was a little blood. Mr. Borgin! 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 clearly how you were defeated by that little ghost…”

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

“Sir! That… It’s that little ghost playing tricks! ”

“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 sinister 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 that exploding magic in his hand. You, by chance, got a powerful magic and used it to me as money to damage my roof… Got it? ”

“I see, Mr. Borgin.” Douglas lowered his head, hating in his heart: [Hmph! To put it bluntly, isn’t it just a white wolf who wants empty gloves?! This old sluggish…].

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

“Yes 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! Idiot… How could a little wizard use such powerful magic in the Overturned Alley not attract 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 for a few seconds where Douglas had left, as if feeling the long-lost sun, and then turned and entered his small shop shrouded in shadow.

The sign at the door of the store has a line telling people that this is Borgin Bock, the largest black magic supplies store in Overturned Alley.

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Coming to Joshua’s side.

“Eh… Strange… Where did I run from? Joshua was very confused, looking at the familiar fork in the road in front of him, “I remember it should be walking this way…”

But looking to the left, there is a dead end, and there is a garbage bin inside; Looking to the right, it leads to an indescribable street, and just now Joshua was almost left in it….

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

As for the previous one…. But it’s the road that leads 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 just a little guy who listens to you…”

At the mouth of Overturned Alley and Diagon Alley, a group of people are squatting on the edge of the wall basking in the sun.

“Stop!” The man crouched in the middle became angry and shoved the sandwich he was eating into the mouth of the person who had just spoken, “That little ghost is the person Mr. Borgin named him!” I’m here to be safe! I don’t 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 won’t be the imp you call left, right? ”

The people on the side laughed happily, but in the eyes of the melon-eating masses passing by, these were all insane madmen, hiding here and giggling in the daylight.

“Okay… Stop laughing! “A man fell from Douglas’s side, and he was just standing on the wall observing the situation inside the overturned alley.” I saw a little imp come over, with luggage… Black hair. Doug, is that the imp you are 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.

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

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