When passing the bar, the bar owner who was wiping the glass with a tattered rag enthusiastically asked Harry what he wanted for breakfast, but Harry had no time to answer the question. He swept past Tom like the wind and stepped over. After exiting the back door of the bar and standing in front of the trash can, knocking bricks, I had time to pull up the heels of my shoes.
Entering the widest commercial street in Diagon Alley, the sudden bright light made Harry feel dazed for a moment. He glanced at the row of shops opposite and found that many shops were not open yet.
There were very few people walking on the cobblestone street, which seemed very empty. Harry took a few breaths of fresh morning air to suppress his nervousness about following Professor Blaine. The golfer's talent easily found Professor Brain, who was walking towards the tallest building in Diagon Alley - Gringotts, the goblin bank.
Harry pursed his lips, and his eyes locked on the thin figure showed some hesitation.
To be honest, until now, he didn't know why he made the decision to follow Professor Blaine. Maybe it was just out of pure curiosity!
The wizards passing by looked at him strangely. Harry suddenly came back to his senses and realized that he had forgotten to take down the invisibility cloak he inherited from his father. That thing was a good helper for tracking and sneaking.
"Professor Brain can see through the disguise of the invisibility cloak--"
The invisibility cloak is very easy to use, but it is not absolute. Last semester, when Ginny was attacked and Lucius Malfoy rushed into Hogwarts to cause trouble, Professor Blaine and Deng Xiaoping were in Hagrid's cabin. Even Professor Bullydo saw through the invisibility of the invisibility cloak.
After hesitating for a few seconds, Harry gave up his plan to go upstairs to get the invisibility cloak, and quietly followed him from a distance of less than two hundred feet.
In the past, when he and Ron went out for night outings at Hogwarts, with the help of the invisibility cloak, they were always unfavorable, whether it was the castle administrator Filch and his Mrs. Norris, or No one, including the senior prefects and even the professors, could ever detect them, and this also made Harry never realize that his true tracking skills were actually terrible.
Even though he tried his best to pretend as if nothing had happened, the passers-by who occasionally passed by him still looked at him with strange expressions on their faces, as if they could tell what he was doing at a glance.
Harry's face turned red, partly because he was doing something taboo and exciting, and partly because of the playful looks from passers-by.
He hurriedly caught up, keeping the distance between himself and Professor Brain within a relatively constant range. When he passed in front of the tall and majestic snow-white building of Gringotts, Professor Brain was caught off guard. He ducked into an inconspicuous alley.
At first, Harry didn't realize what was special about this alley. In order to avoid getting lost, he just followed it faster. However, when he stood in front of the winding alley with no end in sight, , Harry suddenly came back to his senses and broke out in a cold sweat.
In the past few days, Professor Blaine had guided him through most of the alleys in Diagon Alley, but there was only one that they had never entered.
Knockturn Alley--Harry accidentally entered it once during the summer last year. To be honest, it scared him to death.
Even if Harry's 'social experience' was not rich enough, he could tell at a glance that most of the wizards who came in and out of here and those doing business in the alleys were not decent guys.
Why did Professor Brain break into Knockturn Alley?
Standing at the entrance of the alley, Harry was puzzled and hesitant. After a moment, he got a relatively reasonable answer, that is, Professor Blaine discovered a criminal operating here and he was here to arrest him.
"This is business, I shouldn't bother-"
Staring at the deep alley, Harry muttered something uneasy, and then took a step forward and stepped in.
After a year, Harry entered Knockturn Alley again and had to admit that he really didn't like this place.
There was fishy sludge accumulated in the gaps between the floor tiles, and the walls on both sides of the narrow alley were covered with mold and dark red brown spots. As we moved forward, the temperature in the air dropped rapidly, and even the sky seemed to be gloomy.
He suppressed his heart palpitations and continued walking forward. After a bend, there was a long straight road. In the vague fog, a row of gloomy shops appeared in Harry's field of vision.
Harry remembered these shops. Last time, he mistakenly entered one of the dark magic shops called Borkin-Bock through the Floo Network, and happened to meet the Malfoys and his sons who came here to deal with dark magic items.
Should we continue moving forward, or turn back?
Harry stared blankly at the eerie alley, his steps stagnant, and he was having a fierce struggle in his heart.
A ray of breeze blew across his face, and Harry suddenly shivered. The tip of his nose suddenly felt itchy. He covered his mouth and sneezed muffledly.
"You should have put on your socks before coming out, Potter." Suddenly, a low, amused voice came out from behind Harry unexpectedly.
This sudden sound scared Harry's heart and caused goose bumps all over his body. He suddenly jumped up and wanted to run forward, but a hand grabbed his collar. The hand was so strong that Harry jumped a few times but couldn't break free.
"Don't be nervous, Potter, it's me."
The voice mixed with laughter sounded again, and this time, Harry finally recognized that it seemed to be Professor Blaine's voice.
"Oh, Professor Blaine!"
Harry, who was pale, covered his heart that was still beating rapidly. He turned around and looked at the young and handsome face with a joking smile. He gasped for breath. After a few dozen seconds, Harry, who had calmed down slightly, looked embarrassed. and shame,
"Sorry, Professor, I...I didn't mean to..."
"Ah, ah, it's understandable. It's normal for a little wizard of your age to have strong curiosity-" Amosta smiled and looked at Harry and said, "Especially, you are from Gryffindor House. "
Professor Blaine said this. Not only did Harry not feel better, but he felt even more ashamed. He lowered his head and his earlobes were red, and he kept mumbling apologies. Amosta comforted him several times. Only the little wizard who knew he had made a mistake was Finally dared to raise his head.
"When did you discover me, Professor Blaine?"
After calming down, Harry immediately asked the question he wanted to know most. He knew that his tracking ability might not be outstanding, but Professor Blaine didn't even turn his head along the way. How did he find him?
"Oh, this--"
Amosta responded to Harry's curious green eyes and said with a smile, "I probably knew it the moment you left the room and rushed out of the bar..."
Harry's eyes widened in surprise, hoping for an explanation he could understand.
"--Hey, don't you think that I am really defenseless, so I just let you stay in the room alone," Amosta said with a smile, "In addition to placing some defensive spells in the room , I also made a positioning mark on you. This mark allows me to sense your position at all times..., don't mind, Potter."
Amosta looked at Harry who was touching around himself to see if there was anything extra and said with a smile,
"I think that if someone really breaks through my defensive spell and takes you away, at least I can figure out your location."
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