Time quickly comes to August.
Douglas remained in the house for a month.
During this period, I sent some letters to some friends.
Of course, he didn't keep an owl because of his early plans to hide in the Muggle world as much as possible.
This is thanks to the reminder owl from his editor in the wizarding world, Mr. Slane of Obscurus Books.
Without it, Douglas felt like he might actually be disconnected from the wizarding world.
I learned about the OWL and newWtS exams in recent years from some graduating seniors and summarized the exam syllabus for the past five years.
Fortunately, due to the population base of the wizarding world and the long lifespan of the examiners.
Most of the test questions remain basically the same.
In addition, he divided the content in the textbook into practical and theoretical parts.
It should be mentioned here that every professor is qualified to choose his own textbooks.
Of course, Douglas made no changes in this regard.
Although classics are not necessarily the best.
But because of the magical world, people develop slowly in every aspect.
so many years,
In the lower grades, I still use "Dark Magic: A Guide to Self-Defense" written by Quentin Trimble. This book provides an in-depth introduction to various dark creatures and some defensive spells.
He is not as narcissistic as Lockhart, who makes students study his own books.
I used to wear a vest and publish books in the wizarding world.
The main source is his fear of Dumbledore's Legilimency when he was a student.
That's why he thought of using his unconstrained novel thinking as a cover.
Unfortunately, not all students are named Harry Potter.
Dumbledore paid him no attention at first.
It wasn't until he did what he did at school that Dumbledore noticed him.
But thinking about Lockhart, Douglas always felt that he had overlooked something?
I glanced at the clock and saw it was already one o'clock in the morning.
Douglas stretched and looked through the window at the crescent moon in the sky.
He couldn't help but sigh:
"The moon is like a hook, the tenderness is hard to eliminate... Fuck you"
Suddenly, Douglas suddenly saw a car flying under the moonlight. It seemed that it was not very far away from him.
He suddenly remembered what it was.
Then he tapped his fingers next to his eyes and said silently:
"Visual zoom in!"
Suddenly, as if he were setting up a high-powered telescope, the distant scenery quickly zoomed in until he could clearly see the people in the car.
really……
There were four people in the car, three with red hair.
One of the twins, without confirming, could be guessed to be George and Fred whom they had met at the Burrow a few years ago.
There was also their youngest brother Ron, but when he met him, he was still a child of seven or eight years old.
Most importantly, he saw a child with black hair and glasses.
"It looks familiar. Is this Harry Potter?"
Before he could take a closer look, the car flew into a cloud of mist.
Douglas frowned slightly and rubbed his eyes.
"If I remember correctly, this should be the scene where Weasley broke into Dursley at night and drove Harry to save Harry from misery."
Based on the direction they were flying and the location of the Burrow,
Explain that Harry Potter actually lives not too far from his own home? "
Douglas tried hard to remember whether he had met the protagonist accidentally in his daily life.
"However, Mr. Weasley is quite talented.
Should you also find a car and ask Mr. Weasley to help modify it..."
Douglas's lips curled up slightly.
About five years ago, Douglas had a very good relationship with Bill Weasley, a top student in the same class.
That year, Bill was invited to spend Christmas together at the Burrow.
There he met the future Gemini, as well as little Ron and little Ginny.
And of course there's Charlie, but they've known each other since school.
After staying at the Burrow for a week, Mr. Arthur Weasley asked him a lot about the Muggle world.
When he knew that Arthur had not started modifying Muggle cars, he gave some suggestions.
It was also at that time that Douglas realized that completely converting Muggle items into magic items was not simply about casting corresponding spells on the items.
Deep knowledge of alchemy is also required.
It is a pity that the alchemy class at Hogwarts has been short of teachers due to the turmoil in those years.
But because it is only an elective course, this course has been suspended for a long time. There are only some alchemy books in the library.
However, Douglas judged from Arthur's reaction that although the Weasley family was not wealthy, it was only in terms of money.
As one of the twenty-eight sacred tribes, it obviously has its own inheritance.
Douglas said he was not envious at all.
but……
Douglas finally remembered that he had always felt he was missing something.
Just after seeing the Weasley children, he finally remembered - Ginny, the diary, the Chamber of Secrets, the basilisk.
Time has passed too long...
In fact, when he was in first grade, he even found a secret room.
And he successfully found the bathroom where Myrtle was, and also found the faucet with a snake-shaped logo that did not produce water.
At that time, he also tried to open the secret room by imitating the Parseltongue he had learned in the movies in his previous life.
Haha, Muggle movies are indeed not believable.
Douglas touched his chin, thinking back to his former sophomore moments.
"If I remember correctly, I seemed to be in a book called "Hogwarts: A History" in the library.
Next to the content about the secret room,
It writes in Chinese Pinyin where the secret room is and what's in it.
Next to the faucet is engraved [Welcome home Mr. Voldemort]..."
Thinking of this, Douglas couldn't help but feel a little ashamed that he had used his mature soul to do childish things.
I don't know if Voldemort will be frightened by the words of the prophet.
But these are not what he should consider now.
The sky fell, but there were tall people holding it up.
Now, Douglas needs to think about how to deal with the meeting with the editor at the end of the month.
Being urged to write is a very painful thing.
The time soon came to the end of August.
Douglas came to London with the manuscripts he had produced this month, which could probably be enough to publish a book.
Between a bookstore and a record store, there's the Leaky Cauldron.
Entering the Leaky Cauldron, Douglas couldn't help but curl his lips.
The bar layout is still so dark and simple. Apart from the bar, there are only a few tables in the shadowed corners.
The only thing advertising the menu was a dirty poster behind the bar about the pork head dish that goes with drinks.
Yes, this was designed by Douglas himself and hung here.
As for how to make pork head meat, he wouldn't be willing to exchange it if some people didn't catch him.
As soon as he entered the bar, Douglas was spotted by Tom, the sharp-eyed store manager.
"Oh, let's see, who is this, Mr. Holmes, the chief patron?
It's been a long time. Would you like a cup of butterbeer? I'll treat you.
To celebrate you becoming..."
Douglas couldn't help but cough slightly and hummed:
"Old Tom is still so well-informed.
But thank you. I have something to do in Diagon Alley. I will come back to talk to you later. "
Old Tom shrugged casually and continued to wipe the wine glass on his hand.
He guessed who the other party was looking for. After all, the pig's head meat served as a snack was the hush money for him.
As the gatekeeper at the entrance to Diagon Alley, he still knows what to say and what not to say.
Douglas went to the small patio behind the bar.
Pull out the magic wand, then use the trash can as a coordinate, count three bricks upward, and then count two more bricks sideways.
(Why do we need to count, because he rarely comes.)
Lightly tap on it with the wand.
Along with a friction sound, the sounds of a lively market suddenly came to my ears.
A long street paved with cobblestones and a variety of strange and eccentric shops appeared in front of you.
"Magical world, long time no see!"
