By the following Wednesday, Mrs. Weasley had woken them up early in the morning. They each hurriedly ate five or six pieces of meat sandwiches and then put on their coats. Mrs. Weasley picked up a flower pot from the kitchen mantelpiece and looked inside.

"Not much, Arthur," she sighed, "I'll have to buy some today... Alright, Harry, you come first!"

She brought the pot to him.

Harry froze, and everyone looked at him.

"What should I do?" He stammered.

"He hasn't traveled with Floo powder. Ron suddenly said, "I'm sorry, Harry, I forgot. ”

Fred said, "Harry, let's see what we do first." ”

He picked up a pinch of shiny powder from the pot, walked over to the stove, and threw the powder into the flames.

With a whew, the fire turned green and rose higher than Fred's. He walked straight into the fire and shouted "Diagon Alley!" It was gone in the blink of an eye.

"You must make those words clear, child," Mrs. Weasley said to Harry, and George put his hand in the pot, "Don't go to the wrong door when you come out."

"Don't go wrong with what?" Harry asked nervously, and the flames roared and burst out, sweeping George away as well.

"You know, there are many kinds of magic fires, and you have to choose them correctly, but as long as you speak clearly??"

"He's going to be fine, Molly, don't be nervous. Mr. Weasley said, taking some Floo powder as well. "But my dear, if he gets lost, how can we explain it to his uncle and aunt?"

"They won't be in a hurry. Harry reassured her, "Dudley will think that my disappearance in the chimney is a wonderful joke, you don't have to worry. ”

"That.. All right.. You walk behind Arthur. Mrs. Weasley said, "Remember, as soon as you walk into the fire, say where are you going?"

"Elbow clamping. Ron taught him.

"Close your eyes," Mrs. Weasley said, "soot?"

"Don't move," Ron said, "or you might fall out of another furnace??"

"But don't panic, don't come out too early, wait until you see Fred and George. ”

Harry desperately took it all to heart, reached for a pinch of Floo powder, and walked over to the flames. He took a deep breath, sprinkled the powder into the fire, and walked forward, the flame like a hot wind, and he opened his mouth and immediately took a large puff of hot soot.

"To a diagon alley. He coughed. Then he disappeared into the fireplace.

Ron, Zhang Feng, and Mrs. Weasley glanced at each other.

"Did you hear what he just said?" Ron asked Zhang Feng with a grin, "How do I feel a bit like 'Tumbledown Alley'?"

"It must have choked on soot and was called 'Tumbledown Alley.'" You go to Diagon Alley and wait for us, and I'll go to Tumbledown Alley first to get him back. We'll see you in a moment at the Blotted Bookstore. ”

......

As soon as Harry said the name of the place, it felt as if he had been sucked into a huge socket hole. His body seemed to be spinning rapidly. The whistling sound in my ears is deafening... He desperately tried to open his eyes, but the swirling green flames made him feel dizzy... Something hard hit his elbow, and he clamped his arms tightly, and kept spinning and turning.One now seemed to have a cold hand lapping his cheek.One he squinted and looked through the lens, only to see a series of furnace doors vaguely flashing, and a faint glimpse of the room outside the fireplace.. The meaty sandwich churned in his stomach. He hurriedly closed his eyes, begged to stop quickly, and then?? He fell face down on the cold stone floor, feeling the lenses of his glasses shatter.

Dizzy, bruised and covered in soot, he scrambled to his feet and held his shattered glasses up to his eyes. He was alone, but he didn't know what this place was. He seemed to be standing in front of the stone fireplace of a spacious and dimly lit wizard shop?? But none of the things here seem to be on the Hogwarts school shopping list.

On a mat in a glass case next to it was a withered human hand, a stack of bloodstained cards, and a dull glass eyeball. Hideous masks peer down the walls, various human bones lay on the counters, and rusty, tooth-like instruments hung from the ceiling. To make matters worse, Harry could tell that the dark, narrow alley outside the dusty shop window was certainly not Diagon Alley.

At this time, the fireplace behind him rose, and Zhang Feng also appeared here.

"Wind, where is this? How do I feel that this is not Diagon Alley?" Harry asked anxiously when he saw Zhang Feng.

"That's right, this isn't Diagon Alley. You should have choked on your destination and said 'Tumbledown Alley'. This is a gathering place for dark wizards! We'd better get out of here as soon as possible. ”

After speaking, Zhang Feng stood up and groped for something by the fireplace.

"What are you doing?"

"I'd like to see if there's any Floo Powder here, so we can teleport to Diagon Alley through the Floo Network again. However, it seems that there are no more here. We can only go out directly, of course, if you can rest assured, I can use the shapeshifter to take you out, but I am not very familiar with this magic, and I have never taken anyone with me. Zhang Feng explained to Harry.