The plot has changed, and no matter how much you think about it, it's better to plan for the worst first, rather than dwelling on where the diary goes.

The only thing he can be sure of now is that no matter who the diary falls into, it will definitely lure the holder back to Hogwarts, because in Riddle's memory, he has the greatest obsession with Hogwarts, especially for non-pure-blood wizards, so in the original book it will try to control the basilisk to kill.

'Wait, basilisk? He's been thinking about the plot in the original book, completely forgetting that the reason why so many things happened in the second year is because Harry didn't know who the opponent was, he knew now, he could have notified the professor and the headmaster before it happened or serious, the only thing to pay attention to was how to explain how he knew about the Horcrux.

And the basilisk in Salazar Slytherin's secret room is also a bit difficult to say, you can't just tell them that there is a basilisk in the secret room, and it's impractical to go in and find it again, the basilisk is in the depths of the secret room, but now it's the real world, and the ghost knows if the basilisk will stare at the entrance of the secret room with big eyes, so that you may burp before you have time to catch your breath just after entering, and what else will you notify.

Straighten out the thoughts in your head, and McGoth won't think about anything anymore, anyway, the sky is falling and there is a tall one, if it really comes to a moment of crisis, how can you still care about paving the way and finding a reason, and rush directly to the principal's office to find foreign help.

After figuring it out, the troubled look dissipated, which reassured Mrs. Weasley, who had been a little worried and concerned about him.

Quirrell and Mr. Weasley had already discussed the details of the cooperation, and when he saw that McGoss's face had softened, he smiled and walked over.

"Arthur agreed, but he didn't suggest that we change large machines, such as cars, and so on, although this makes a lot less money, but what he said makes sense, in case those things are overflowing, the Ministry of Magic will definitely make new rules for this, or even ban it."

Magos thought about it and nodded, what Arthur said did make sense, but not all wizards are willing not to be exposed to ordinary people, you must know that there are often wizards who make some spoofs in the world of ordinary people, which is why Arthur is often so busy.

He thought that if he was given a magic car by those wizards who loved it, he would form a group to roar in the sky of London.

The picture was too beautiful for him to imagine.

The outcome of this can be guessed without thinking, those wizards who appear will not have a good time, and he, the one in charge of selling, may be even more tragic.

"Then let's revamp something small, Walkman or something, you can go around the Muggle world when you have time, and something new will always appear."

"Okay." Quirrell nodded, "One more thing, what are you going to call the store, it's about to open, so you can't help but put up a sign." With that, he pointed to the door.

"If you don't say it, I'll forget." McGoth smiled a little embarrassed. "I thought of a name before, but now I forgot it. Do you have any good suggestions? ”

"The name of the shop in the wizarding world is not as troublesome as in the Muggle world, since wizards rarely like to visit the store, so they don't choose any strange names, generally in three ways, the simplest is to name it after the owner, you can call Will or McGoth's shop, just like Lady Morkin's robes shop." McGoth waved his hand when he heard the name, it didn't sound good.

"The second is to name it after what it sells, which we sell more miscellaneously, it can be called a potions shop, a bookstore, a magic prop house, or named after a magic change item." This method was passed by Magos without even thinking about it, which was neither new nor easy to limit the wizards who didn't know.

"As for the last one, it's some ancient languages that are easy to understand and have similar meanings, but there are relatively few wizards who use this method, and we don't have any similar ancient languages to replace them."

McGoth glanced at the professor who was once known for his talent speechlessly, and said that it was all nonsense for a long time, and the final meaning was not to let him, the boss, think for himself. But he didn't believe that Quirrell really couldn't think of a name, he should just do it because he didn't want to overstep his bounds, even if he was just a 12-year-old kid now, but he also clearly distinguished the relationship between the boss and the employee, how could an employee take the name instead of the boss, in that case, the store was an employee or the boss's?

"Well, I'll take it with the Muggle world in mind, well......" he thought for a moment with his chin propped up.

"There you have it, it's called ...... The magic house in the wizarding world, how is it, it's a little longer. ”

Quirrell smiled and nodded, completely unrecognizable.

McGoth glanced at him helplessly, "Professor, you really regard me as the boss, you agree with everything I say." ”

"Hehe, you're my boss, I still expect your salary." Quirrell smiled and spread his hands.

McGoth's mouth opened to say something, but Quirrell looked serious, as if he was really ready to work here until he was old, but he didn't say anything. He was still very touched in his heart, knowing that he wanted to help him in other ways.

Next, Quirrell went to work on the shop alone, and Harry, Ron, and Hermione saw that Magos had recovered and took him out for a walk.

The Weasleys didn't bother to stay in Diagon Alley because of their collaboration with McGoss, and returned to the Burrow after saying goodbye to Ginny and the others. The twins disappeared shortly after returning to the store, and were probably called away by Lee Jordan.

The shop was empty all of a sudden, but it had nothing to do with McGoss, he was being taken around by the Salvation Trio.

It wasn't until after four o'clock that they returned to the Leaky Cauldron, found an empty table and sat down, and called Tom to order four new drinks, iced fruit sparkling drinks.

At first, when McGoth saw the bubbles in the drink, he thought it was Coca-Cola's entry into the wizarding world, and he was startled, but after drinking it, he realized that the bubbles in it were just bubbles, and they had nothing to do with carbon dioxide, and the taste was similar to that of a fruit drink.

Tom said that this drink has recently become popular, and it is made from a variety of magical fruits and a type of bubbling leaves. McGoth was a little interested in the bubbling leaves, and asked Tom for a little.

Sipping on a cold drink, I chatted casually with them.

"By the way, Harry, is your ability to talk to snakes a gift?" Magos thought that since Tom Riddle could control the basilisk with a Parseltongue cavity, Harry might have a chance.

"Talking to snakes?" But Ron's tone changed when he heard him. Looking around nervously, he lowered his voice and asked, "Can Harry talk to snakes?" Parseltongue? ”

"yes, I almost forgot, the first time I met Harry was when he released a python, and you said he was talking to it at the time." Hermione remembered that she had thought it was one of the wizards' methods, but now it seemed that it was a talent that very few people could master.

Harry apparently thought of Dudley who was locked up in the Python Pavilion that day, and smiled, "I don't know, I haven't encountered a snake since that day. I don't really like talking to snakes, though, and it makes me a little uncomfortable. ”

Ron looked at them with a little fear, "Harry still has this ability?" Do you know who the last wizard was with this ability? ”

"Who?" Harry was a little curious about his seniors.

Ron swallowed.

"Mystery Man."

"What?" Harry and Hermione's eyes widened in disbelief.

"How is this possible?" Harry couldn't accept that the enemy who killed his parents had the same abilities as him.

"It's weird." McGoth glanced at him, "I looked for this gifted book at school last year and found..."

"Found what?" Harry clenched his fists, afraid to hear that he had some strange relationship with Voldemort.

"You know the four founders of Hogwarts."

"Of course, it's Salazar Slytherin, Godric Gryffindor, Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw. They were the best wizards of their time. As soon as McGoss's words fell, Hermione quickly said the names of the four.

"But what does that have to do with my talent?" Harry was a little strange.

"It's a big deal, do you know who the first known Parseltongue was?"

"Is it?" Hermione asked in surprise as she covered her mouth.

McGoth nodded, "One of the four founders, and the founder of Slytherin." ”

"Salazar Slytherin?" Harry and Ron returned in unison.

"Yes, and having a parseltongue has always been a Slytherin tradition, and it has always been the key to distinguishing Slytherin wizards, and finally, the house emblem of Slytherin is the snake."

"Could it be that Harry is a descendant of Salazar Slytherin?" The sudden secrecy brought the brains of the three men, including Harry, to a halt for a moment.

"It's ......," Harry was incredulous. It wasn't until he arrived at Hogwarts that he learned the truth about his parents' deaths, and he really didn't know anything about the family or anything.

"No, Harry belongs to the Potter family, and the Potter family was also a pure-blood wizarding family that was not weaker than the Malfoy family and the Black family."

Harry's brain was completely down, he had always thought he was about the same as Hermione Magos, and now he realized that his father's family was so famous.

"And where did Harry's Parseltongue come from?" Hermione was shocked by Harry's background, and then left it behind and asked the key point.

"I don't know, maybe the Parseltongue doesn't just belong to the Slytherin family, it's just that they have always passed on this talent, and it's not too rare for wizards to have the same talent, although it's not too rare."