London, 1 Diagon Lane, Leaky Cauldron Bar.

It is a wizarding bar with a long history and is very popular.

It was established about two centuries before the International Wizarding Union Secrecy Act was implemented, so in the beginning, it did not turn away any guests, Muggles, wizards, elves, dominatriks...... are all their guests.

Since the British government re-planned Charing Cross in the early 19th century, the pub, which would have been razed to the ground in its design, has completely disappeared from the non-magical record - with the efforts of dozens of wizards, they have succeeded in revising the entire street plan through a large number of oblivion charms and various intricate concealment charms.

Although the bar was originally founded by Daisy Dordrich, over time, the Leaky Cauldron has long since become a fixed asset of the Abbott family, one of the "Twenty-Eight Sacred Pure-Blood Families". (Note 1, click to expand)

Today's bar owner happens to be Hannah Abbott's uncle, Tom Abbott.

With the popularity of "A Bite of Hogwarts" and "New Singing and Contradiction" in the wizarding world, the entire Leaky Cauldron Bar has gradually undergone some subtle changes in terms of decoration style and interior layout.

For example......

The entire Leaky Cauldron is now plastered with photos taken by Hannah in "The New Singer and the Other", whether it is eating, playing unicorns, or even doing homework, and the style of the bar has been swept away from the previous dirt and cramped, and the decoration is almost as clean and comfortable as the guest room area on the second floor.

The pub has a bar area, a lounge area, and a round table for multiple people......

Wherever the guests might gather and stay in the Leaky Cauldron Tavern, Old Tom would enthusiastically put up a book or two of his niece's photos and essays of the issues of "New Singing and Singing" and "A Bite of Hogwarts".

What makes Hannah even more ashamed is that since last Christmas, her position in the Leaky Cauldron Bar has changed from a simple transparent temporary waitress to a role similar to a celebrity maid.

As soon as they have time, the family will take the trouble to point to the photos on the walls of the tavern to introduce the guests to the pictures, which is the cutest little angel Balabala of the old Abbot family, and every time the meal is ordered, Hannah will stand in the middle of the tavern from time to time, reciting the "tongue-in-cheek" articles she has published with emotion, and pulling the tavern sales......

Thankfully, those days are finally coming to an end.

"Uncle Tom, Elena, Luna, and Professor Dumbledore are here today. Please, take down all the pictures on the wall for the time being, it's so embarrassing, and when I'm gone, you can arrange whatever you want......"

Hannah Abbott bit her lip and whispered backstage at Old Tom's sleeve backstage.

Tom, who was directing his wand to clean the glass, smiled and patted Hannah's head proudly.

"My little Hannah will be a big star in the future, so you have to adapt to this occasion in advance. Besides, if I'm not mistaken, aren't these photos taken with your friends, what's so embarrassing?"

"But, but ......"

Hannah glanced at the door through the bar with some crampedness, nervously trying to figure out why.

You know, this kind of thing that uses her brain to think of reasons, Hannah has always been not very good at it.

If she is not facing an uncle, but a random strange wizard with no hairy hands, she doesn't have to be so troublesome, and directly follows the way Elena teaches to deal with it, with a heavy reinforcement and a serious straight punch - if the other party is a non-human, then you can consider directly triple strengthening to pull it up, and strive to solve the problem within one blow.

In the past month, there have been almost no more drunken people in the Leaky Cauldron Bar.

"Okay, don't be nervous, this is your house! Uncle will cheer you up again!"

Tom Abbott glanced at little Hannah, grinned, raised his right hand and snapped his fingers lightly.

Syllable!

Accompanied by the tavernkeeper's movements, a loud crackling sound exploded over the tavern out of thin air.

"Guys, stop, listen to me!"

The guests who were chatting and drinking subconsciously stopped talking, and looked at Tom, the bar owner, who was standing behind the bar, his hair almost stripped and looking like a walnut, and he didn't know what was going on.

"Our little angel of the Abbotts, Hannah Abbott, a first-year Hogwarts student, oh, is about to be in his second year now, and at the invitation of Professor Dumbledore, he is about to go to the England national team for a month-long summer trial-"

As he spoke, Tom Abbott's face was like a flower, and he pushed Hannah in front of him.

The entire Leaky Cauldron Bar was silent.

"Ahem, hence ......"

The barkeeper puffed up his chest and said loudly, "To celebrate such a happy event, I declare that I invite everyone here today, everyone to have a free drink!

"Man, are you stupid, that's England. ”

Dedalo Digo was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a laugh and clapped his palms.

"Although I admit that little Hannah is indeed very good, but your joke is a little too big, of course, since you say so, then I will not save you the free glass of wine - six parts of forget the water, a glass of sherry!"

"It's no joke, Diego! Hannah is so much better than you think. Drink your bar!"

Old Tom lifted his chin slightly, and shook his fingers triumphantly.

The next moment, a glass of prepared "Forget Worries Sherry" floated to Di Ge's hand.

"Well, you pay, you have the final say......"

Dedalo Digo shrugged his shoulders and raised his glass.

"Anyway, thanks to Hannah Abbott, the Quidditch star of England!

"Thank you to the weird little angel at the Leaky Cauldron Bar!"

"Thank you, Miss Abbott! Oh, Tom, what do you think of my nephew, ......?"

"Don't beat my Hannah! She's only twelve!"

"Hey, I'll just mention it casually......"

Hannah looked at the bar with a little headache, and didn't know what to say for a while.

As a child who grew up here, she knows very well what the consequences will be after her uncle said the sentence that the whole audience is free of charge...... This group of adults who have no brains as long as they get drunk on alcohol......

Sure enough, the chairs in the entire tavern clanged.

The wizards sitting in the Leaky Cauldron were cheering with their glasses and praising Hannah in a variety of ways, trying to trick a few more free drinks from Old Tom to drink.

In such a fiery atmosphere, many coaxing wizards conjured up pen and paper, approached Hannah and asked her to help sign a name, or write a few words of blessing, collect them, and wait for her to become the savior star of the British national team.

To add insult to injury, some people have even begun to suggest that Old Tom should open a separate prize display case in the Leaky Cauldron, which will be used to display Hannah's later honorary certificates, medals, and Quidditch World Cup championship cups - looking at her uncle's slightly moved expression, Hannah began to worry a little about whether she would be able to come back next semester.

At that moment, the door of the bar was suddenly pushed open.

Three figures, one large, two small, appeared in the bar, and as soon as they entered the door, the loud chattering suddenly stopped, and everyone turned their heads to look at the old wizard who appeared in the doorway, and smiled and greeted them with a slight restraint.

Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts, is recognized as the greatest wizard in the wizarding world today.

Logically speaking, the old wizard rarely found himself in Diagon Alley, let alone in the cramped and noisy Leaky Cauldron Tavern - which is why most wizards didn't believe Old Tom before.

Merely......

"Professor Dumbledore, ...... you"

A middle-aged wizard asked cautiously and softly.

"Oh, it looks like I'm here at an inopportune time, rest assured I'll be leaving soon. ”

Dumbledore looked around the tavern, which was silent for a moment, blinked helplessly, looked at Hannah Abbott, who was a little embarrassed and embarrassed by the crowd, and smiled slightly.

"Miss Abbot, I think it's time for us to go, although today is not a training day, but it will take a lot of time to report to the England Quidditch national team early to find out the training arrangements and accommodation environment after that. By the way, you should have packed your luggage too, right?"

"It's all packed!

Seeing Dumbledore and Elena and Luna, Hannah breathed a sigh of relief.

As she spoke, she quickly got out of the crowd, ran to the back of the bar of the Leaky Cauldron Tavern and pushed out the suitcase that her uncle and mother had helped her organize in advance.

"Wait, this, that's that...... So, it's all true?"

Dedalo Digo swallowed a little hard, his eyes wandering between Dumbledore, Hannah, and Tom Sr.

For the first time in so many days, the bar's guests have seen the legendary broomstick.

Legend has it that a silver star can only be branded on the handle of a broom after a reasonable crash on the Quidditch pitch at Hogwarts, and Tom Sr. has been boasting about it from time to time these days.

Originally, everyone didn't believe this story at all.

After all, bragging, drinking, and telling jokes were the norm in the Leaky Cauldron Tavern, but with the sudden appearance of Albus Dumbledore, this matter began to fall from empty boasting to reality.

However, before the wizards in the tavern could come to their senses, Hannah's figure had already disappeared with Dumbledore into the back door of the Leaky Cauldron Tavern, along with her, along with the two girls who had followed Dumbledore into the tavern together.

"Quidditch trials are real. But down or something...... I guess it's fake......"

Looking at the large and small figures that disappeared into the passage leading to Diagon Alley, a middle-aged wizard smiled and shook his head.

"Didn't you notice just now, the little silver-haired girl was carrying a broomstick covered with silver stars, and if it was said that it would take a star to knock down a person, could it be that the little girl who followed Dumbledore knocked down the entire Quidditch team at Hogwarts once when she was in school last year?"

"Ha, how is that possible, do you think it's the Dark Lord flying on a broomstick playing Quidditch?"

Another middle-aged wizard took a large sip of beer and responded with a burp.

"Tom, bring me another pint of flame whiskey, as you promised, this order is free!

"Come on, come on, drink, drink!"

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