The Deep Sea Wizard of Hogwarts

"Merlin's beard!" Ollivander looked at the wand box flying towards Lind in shock.

Lind was also surprised. He just tried it casually. It wouldn't really come!

Thinking of this, he raised his hand and held the box steadily in his hand. At the same time, the wands on the shelves in the store calmed down and stopped shaking.

Lind opened the box. There was a purple wand inside. It was slightly shorter than the one he had before. There was a wooden knot at one-third of the wand to distinguish the handle and the body.

Lind picked it up, and Ollivander also saw the wand at this time.

"Elder, unicorn tail hair, ten and a half feet long." Ollivander looked at the wand with some confusion on his face. "Elder has an ominous meaning, and unicorn represents holiness. To be honest, I thought this wand was a failure!"

"Failure?!" Lind looked at Ollivander, a little confused. This wand was warm to the touch and seemed to be quite suitable for him. How could it be called a failure?

"Well, no matter what spell it casts, its effect is very poor. It may be because of the contradictory properties." Ollivander explained.

Lind waved it lightly, bringing up a gray, shiny mist. "Well... I think it's very useful, it's worthy of me."

Olivander looked at the black curtain that gradually disappeared in the air with doubt. He could naturally see that the boy in front of him had no obstacles when using this wand.

"I didn't expect you to choose me in this way." He said, "Just like the old saying of the Ollivander family: the wand chooses the wizard."

Linde nodded indifferently, lowered his head and stroked the wand in his hand, thinking about the scene in his mind of waving two wands with tentacles, playing the devilish sound of eating people, and then flying over and stepping on Voldemort's face with one foot.

Great!

"This is it, how much is it?"

"Twenty-five Galleons!" Ollivander said, walked in front of him, and put away the wand that he had handed to Linde for the first time.

Linde counted out twenty-five Galleons from his bag and handed them to Ollivander. After he counted them, he said goodbye and walked out of the store.

Looking up, Andersen was standing outside an owl shop at this time, whispering to the owls in the window with a mocking look on his face.

Linde walked over helplessly, grabbed him, and took him straight out of Diagon Alley.

Arriving at Charles Cross Road, he did not rush to Privet Drive. He first went to a fast food restaurant for lunch, and then went to a barber shop.

"Hey, brother, don't worry. When you come to my place, I promise that your parents, grandparents won't recognize you when you go back."

"Just shave it!" Lind sat on the chair, looking at the guy behind him who was introducing himself passionately. There was a nameplate on his chest with Tony written on it.

"Ah?"

Lind nodded, "Yes, just shave it."

"But it will look bad." The guy said hesitantly.

Lind patted his face left and right, "They all said I was too handsome, I want to shave my head to lower my appearance."

...

Lind could clearly feel that since he said that, Tony's shaving force has been much stronger, and he shaved him in a few strokes.

Later, when applying the soft hair cream, Tony grabbed the soft hair cream and slapped it on his black head, and then started to trim his head with a knife.

When he came out of the shop again, he already had a round bald head that could reflect light.

Next, go directly to the Little Whitney area in Surrey.

Lind returned to the outside of the Leaky Cauldron. Because of the influence of the anti-Muggle spell, when he stood at the door of the Leaky Cauldron, he would be associated with the bar, and the anti-Muggle spell would also act on him at this time.

With his back to the drinkers and passers-by in the bar, he raised his wand, pointed at his nose and whispered, "Nose like a strawberry!"

His originally straight nose suddenly became swollen and big, with many acne pits on it, and also extended to both sides of his cheeks. Coupled with the shiny bald head, this face suddenly lost a lot of points.

Then he raised his wand and adjusted his mood in his heart...

"Beep--"

A crisp sound sounded on the front dashboard of the Knight Bus, and Ern, who was driving, looked down.

It was a round wooden disk, the size of a palm, with the entire map of the southern half of England on it. At this time, in the location of London, a red dot kept flashing.

Under the red dot, it was marked with a Gothic font that was completely out of place with the dashboard, which looked out of place. The content on it was marked: Leaky Cauldron.

Ern took a look and shouted back, "Stan, Stan, come here."

There were no passengers in the car at this time, so he didn't have any scruples.

The thin and weak man walked over, and when he saw the dashboard, he was stunned for a moment, "Leaky Cauldron?"

Ern nodded, "I don't know if it's Miles. If so, you still remember the mission given to us by the Ministry of Magic, right?"

Stan nodded, "But what if I misunderstood Mr. Miles? He is also a frequent customer of ours."

"Oh, think about it with your own mind. The dark wizard who fought with the Ministry of Magic at sea is the closest to Knott Town, and this Miles is a person who often goes back and forth between Knott Town and Diagon Alley. , If he has no problem, why doesn’t there be China Unicom Floo Network at home?”

With that said, Ern made a U-turn and sped towards London, "If it weren't for that guy, I wouldn't even know there is a place like Knott Town."

Stan sighed. It was really difficult for him to refute Ern's words. Indeed, if Miles really settled in Knott Town, even if he couldn't apparate, then why didn't he go to the Ministry of Magic to apply for China Unicom flight? What about the road network?

But after all, he is still a half-grown child who has good intentions towards the world. "Forget it, let's do it! Anyway, this is only a small possibility. The Ministry of Magic probably hasn't put its thoughts on it. I heard that those Aolo have begun to move towards A text message was sent from Germany and France.”

Ern nodded, "Anyway, we can do whatever they tell us."

Stan also nodded, then looked out the car window, "How long will it take to get to London?"

"About ten minutes!"

Almost a quarter of an hour later, the Knight Bus made an emergency stop, bringing up large amounts of tire smoke and dust, and stopped outside the Leaky Cauldron.

Stan jumped out of the car door and looked around, but didn't see the familiar voice.

Instead, a burst of light kept shining in front of his eyes. He calmed down and suddenly saw a little boy squatting not far in front of him. The light that shined in his eyes just now came from his shiny bald head. .

The kid saw Stan and came over, wand in hand. He had a lot of acne on his face and nose, which made him look a little ugly.

But Stan always felt like he had seen this face before somewhere. It seems that this is the passenger this time, he read quickly, "Welcome to the Knight Bus, which is an emergency passenger transport for witches or wizards in distress. Just hold out your wand and step on the bus, we will can take you wherever you want to go. My name is Stan Sampak and I'm your conductor!"

As soon as the little bald man came over, he spoke English with an obvious foreign accent, with a happy face, "Is this the Knight Bus?"

"Yes, friend. What's your name? Come on, get in the car. Do you have any luggage? Just a backpack?"

Lind nodded, "My name is Pennywise, and I bring this backpack."

"Okay, come on up. We'll set off immediately." Stan led Lind towards the car. After getting in the car, he shook his head slightly at Ern, indicating that he was not the Mr. Myers wanted by the Ministry of Magic.

Linde also saw Stan's little movements from behind, but he didn't understand what the other person was doing.

"Can I really go anywhere?" Linde asked.

"Of course, wherever you want to go, of course, preferably in the south of England, the charges will be much higher in the north." Stan said with a relaxed look on his face, and he took Lind to a bed, "You Just rest on this bed! We don’t have seats here, only beds.”

Linde nodded, "How much does it cost to go to Privet Drive, Little Huijin District, Surrey."

"Little Huijin District?" Stan thought for a moment, "Eleven silver coins, but if you pay fourteen, you can get chocolate, and if you pay fifteen, you can get a thermos and a toothbrush. , you can choose the color. Of course, it’s only afternoon, so you don’t need a toothbrush.”

Lind nodded, then reached into his pocket, grabbed a large handful of scattered coins, counted them for a long time, and then handed eleven Sickles to Stan, looking embarrassed.

"Okay," he said, looking towards the front of the car, "Xiaohuijin District, Ern."

There was a huge bang, and Lind fell down on the bed with an unexpected look. Anyone who looked at him looked like he was riding a knight bus for the first time...

At about five o'clock, a rumbling sound rang out from the originally peaceful Privet Drive, but no one could hear the sound except a skinny boy who lived at No. 4, Privet Drive.

The boy was lying in the flowerbed with his glasses tilted, but he made no attempt to lift them up. He was wearing a baggy shirt that clearly didn't fit him. Anyone who wasn't familiar with him would have thought that this was some new fashion style.

Unfortunately, these are actually just clothes worn out by his fat and bloated appearance.

At this time, his cousin was running towards the house. He was tired from playing.

What to play?

The one playing was Harry, who was currently lying in the flower garden.

Suddenly, he heard a deafening bang. He jumped up, rubbed his ears, and ran out of the flower garden.

He turned his head and glanced at Dudley, who was just sitting on the sofa watching TV. He seemed to have not heard the loud noise at all, and was still watching the magician on TV performing magic tricks with a smile.

He didn't come out yelling to join in the fun? Harry thought in confusion.

Harry looked towards the street outside and saw a three-decker red bus suddenly appearing on the side of the road at the other end of the street, and a bald boy carrying a backpack jumped out.

After that, the bus disappeared, leaving the boy walking towards the house at the end of the street. That's Mrs. Figg's house,

Mrs. Figg was a crazy old woman who lived here. Harry hated the place where Mrs. Figg lived. The whole house smelled of cabbage. When he was forced to go to Mrs. Figg's house before, Mrs. Figg insisted that he see the photos of the cats she had raised in the past.

Alas, to be honest, he missed Mrs. Figg now. He hadn't been there for a long time. In the past, every time it was Dudley's birthday, he would be dragged there to stay for a day because his uncle and aunt were not at ease even leaving him alone at home.

Suddenly, he saw the man at the end of the street suddenly turned his head and looked at him before knocking on the door, with a half-smile on his face.

Harry rubbed his eyes, and when he looked again, he saw that the boy was knocking on the door, and he had no intention of looking at him at all.

Could it be... a wizard!

Harry suddenly thought that the main reason was that the bus that the other party took to come here was too strange, and it was obviously a magical creation.

"Smelly boy, what are you hanging around outside the door?" A low roar came from the house behind him. Harry turned his head and saw Uncle Vernon sticking his bloated head out, as if he was going to eat him alive.

Harry was used to it. Since he came back this time, his family has always treated Harry in this way.

Since he came back, they hid all his things when Harry was not paying attention. They locked them before, but now they hid them. They thought that Harry's powerful power last time was related to the wand, so they hid the wand more tightly.

Harry didn't know how many times he sneaked out in the middle of the night to look for it, but he couldn't find where they put the things.

On Lind's side, he glanced at Harry behind him and knocked on the door.

Only a meowing sound came from inside, accompanied by staggering footsteps and a weak "Who is it?"

"Mrs. Figg, I was sent by Dumbledore." Lind whispered to the crack of the door.

With a click, the door opened, and a cat smell came out. Harry couldn't describe the smell very well, he just thought it was the smell of cabbage, but Linde was a multi-cat family in his previous life, and he smelled it immediately.

Cats are indeed very clean creatures, and they don't have strong body odor, but their poop smells really bad, and cat urine is even more smelly.

Linde estimated that this smell was probably because Mrs. Figg's cats were not sterilized. Male cats in estrus would pee and poop everywhere, but the smell of urine was definitely smelly.

This led to a "cat smell" in multi-cat families. The family members didn't feel this cat smell, but if guests came, they would definitely say "What a strong smell."

They all thought it was the smell of cats, but in fact it was a mixture of cat urine, cat poop and cat litter.

An old woman stood in front of the door. She was wearing a nightgown and a small hat. At her feet, a group of ragdoll cats kept rubbing against her legs and meowing. Two kittens wanted to run into the yard at this time, but Lind caught them in his hands.

"Hello, Mrs. Figg. I was sent by Dumbledore. I don't know if he told you about me." Lind hugged the two kittens, who were kicking their legs and trying to escape from Lind's big hands.

Mrs. Figg nodded, "Dumbledore has already told me. Come in first, kid. Otherwise, these little guys will run away."

Lind nodded and smiled gently, "These little guys are very curious about the world now. It will be difficult to catch them if they run away."