In the dim light, Fang Yan stared at the sign with the words "Broken Cauldron Bar" in a daze, motionless. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Although he had some guesses from Sean's memory, he didn't expect to confirm his thoughts so quickly, this world is really the world of Harry Potter!

Unable to take a break, Fang Yan dragged his tired body to the Leaky Cauldron Bar. I don't know if it's an illusion of dialect, but when he stepped on the steps in front of the Leaky Cauldron Bar, he seemed to feel a faint wave sweeping over him.

"Maybe that's what the original books call the Muggle Exorcism Charm?" The dialect guessed in his heart. But apparently he didn't care about it now, and banging on the door of the bar and asking the wizard for help was what he wanted to do now, or he would starve to death before long.

With that in mind, he did exactly that.

"Bang bang-bang-" The dialect slammed hard against the tattered, old door of the Leaky Cauldron.

"Squeak-" He didn't have to wait long before the door to the Leaky Cauldron opened. Fang Yan quickly took two steps back, staring at the open door.

"Who?" A deep voice came from behind the door, and Tom, the barkeeper, poked his head out from behind the door, carrying an oil lamp.

"Hello, sir! Can you give me something to eat? Dialect looked at Tom with a pitiful look on his face, "I haven't eaten anything in two days—" his stomach let out a loud cry.

Tom's piercing eyes softened, he raised the oil lamp in his right hand a little higher, looked the child in front of him up and down, and put back the wand in his left hand upside down.

I saw that in the dim light, Fang Yan was wearing an old and white clothes, and his thin face was extremely pale due to lack of nutrition, and he looked like a wandering orphan.

Tom, the owner of the bar, knew that only wizards could see the Leaky Cauldron. Muggles will be affected by the Muggle Expulsion Charm when they approach the Cauldron Pub, and will unconsciously think of other things and walk away, not approaching the place at all. Tom felt for a moment, the effect of the Muggle expulsion spell that enveloped the Leaky Cauldron had not disappeared, so there was no doubt that the stray kid in front of him should be a little wizard.

"Come in." After a slight hesitation, Tom gave way and motioned for Fang Yan to come into the store.

"Thank you, sir!" Fang Yan looked grateful, in fact, he was indeed grateful to Tom now, after all, not everyone was willing to help a wandering orphan who didn't know where to go, especially in the wizarding world, where his personality was generally weird.

Following Tom into the bar, under the surprised expression of the dialect's half-disguised and half-real expression, Tom took out his wand in his left hand and waved, and the fireplace in the bar automatically lit up, and the bar suddenly brightened up a lot.

"You're waiting here." Tom stared at the dialect and turned to walk towards the bar kitchen with the oil lamp.

Dialect obediently stayed where he was, as Tom's figure disappeared around the corner, and then looked up at the bar. Like the scenes in the movie, the style of the Leaky Cauldron Bar is very much in line with the style of wizards, and the costumes are extremely mysterious and grotesque. And, of course, there's a hint of shabby history.

It wasn't long before Tom returned, holding a pair of plates. Fang Yan quickly put away the curiosity on his face and put on a timid expression.

"Eat." Tom placed the plate on the table and signaled that it was for him.

Fang Yan looked around, and there were two freshly heated sandwiches on the plate, as well as a glass of milk, and the aroma of the loose Fang Yan swallowed his saliva.

"Goo-" Fang Yan's stomach rang again, and he couldn't help but blush.

Tom laughed, and stopped staring at the dialect, lest he be embarrassed, and walked to the counter on his own.

"Thank you, sir!" The dialect didn't care about being reserved, and he couldn't bear it anymore after not eating for two days, so he grabbed a sandwich and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Hmm-" The sandwich that took a big bite almost choked on the dialect, and quickly picked up the milk and poured it down, "Whew-saved!" ”

Fang Yan didn't dare to eat like this anymore, so he began to bite into the sandwich and take a sip of milk, and ate it slowly. Tom, the bar's owner, sat behind the counter, wiping a cup with a rag, looking up at the dialect from time to time.

Even though the pace of eating was slowed down, two sandwiches and a large glass of milk were quickly wiped out by the dialect, driven by hunger.

"Wow!" Dialect burped, Tom gave him a lot of sandwiches, even if an adult ate two at a time, it would be enough to be full, not to mention a child who was not more than ten years old.

After eating and drinking, Fang Yan walked up to Tom who was sitting behind the counter with an empty dinner plate, "Sir, thank you for your help, I will definitely repay you in the future!" Fang Yan said to Tom with a determined look.

Tom looked noncommittal, "What's your name?" Why don't you go home? ”

"My name is Sean, sir." The dialect decided to use the body's name in this world, "I don't have a home, I'm an orphan, I haven't seen my parents since I was a child." Speaking of this, he also made a gloomy look, and the old Tom who looked at the other side couldn't help but tremble in his heart and sighed.

Then, Fang Yan told Tom about his original Sean's experience since childhood, and Tom also sighed again and again. When he heard that Fang Yan escaped by climbing over the wall at night because he was beaten as a freak by the people in the orphanage and did not give him food, he was even more angry, and scolded loudly: "What a damn Muggle! ”

Fang Yan naturally pretended to be taken aback, looking at a loss.

After scolding the Muggles, Old Tom turned to face the dialect with a kind smile, "Don't be afraid, little one. You're not a freak, you're a noble wizard with a noble and powerful bloodline in your body, and those Muggles who can't always see the truth of the world in their eyes will naturally be jealous of you. ”

"Wizard? Muggles? Fang Yan put on a surprised expression, as if he had heard this for the first time, "Is it a wizard from a fairy tale?" And what is a Muggle? He felt that his performance could be scored perfectly, and Hollywood actors were not necessarily his opponents at this time.

Faced with this poor little wizard, Old Tom patiently explained: "A wizard is a name for a class of people in the world who have magic and can use magic, while Muggles, on the contrary, are a name for people who have no magic powers. ”

"Are you a wizard then? Mr. Fang Yan put on a curious expression.

"Hehe," laughed old Tom, "yes, little one. I'm a wizard, and you're a wizard too. ”

"I'm a wizard too?!" The dialect muttered.

"Of course!" Old Tom said categorically, "The only people who can see the Leaky Cauldron are wizards, and Muggles can't see this pub." ”

"Wow!" Fang Yan had a surprised expression, "Is this magic?" ”

"Yes, it's a magic called the Muggle Expulsion Charm, which allows Muggles to see what we don't want them to see." Old Tom had a proud look on his face, and it was clear that he, like most wizards, looked down on Muggles.

"It's amazing! Can I learn? The dialect's face was full of longing.

"Not yet, you can't learn it until you get a wand at the age of 11."

"Why 11?"

"Because ......"

One old and one young, they talked very much in front of the bar.

Under the deliberate questioning of the dialect, Old Tom told the dialect a lot of common knowledge in the wizarding world, some of which he had seen in the original book, and some of which he did not. The dialect memorized all of this, after all, he would have to be in this world for a long time to come.

After a long time, the sky was slightly bright, and the conversation between the two was about to end.

"Tom—" Fang Yan looked out the window with a hesitant expression, and stopped talking. At Tom Sr.'s insistence, the dialect was able to call Old Tom by his name.

"What's wrong?" Old Tom was stunned for a moment, but when he saw the expression on Fang Yan's face, he suddenly realized, and a thought flashed through his heart.

"Would you like to stay here?" Cold, old Tom said suddenly.

"What?" The dialect was stunned.

"I said," said old Tom, with a smile on his face, who felt he liked the kid very much, "would you like to stay at the Leaky Cauldron?" ”

"I-I-" Fang Yan looked overwhelmed, with a look of disbelief on his face, "Can I?" ”

Old Tom smiled, "Of course, my child. After saying that, he hesitated again, "If you want, you can call me Grandpa Tom." He really likes this child, and the old Tom, who has been single all his life, feels the joy of family in the dialect.

Hearing this, Fang Yan's nose was also sour, looking at the old man in front of him with an expectant face, he couldn't help but say, "Grandpa!" ”

"Hey!" When Old Tom heard this grandfather, his mouth immediately closed with a smile, "I have a grandson, haha, I have a grandson!" ”

The dialect was infected by the atmosphere, and his heart warmed and he couldn't help but smile.

There was a moment of laughter and laughter in the bar, and it was as warm as spring.

Unconsciously, Fang Yan has a little more identification with this world in his heart, and the insecurity that has been buried in his heart since he crossed over has also decreased a lot.

"Perhaps, it's not bad to stay in this world." Looking at Grandpa Tom with a smile on his face in front of him, Fang Yan couldn't help but have such a thought in his heart.