"Uh-ho-ho-ho! Aesop, you're so funny! ”

Inside the Leaky Cauldron, an emaciated old man let out an uncomfortable laugh and slapped his skeletal hand on the shoulder.

"Old man Pasa, you tap, tap." The old man named Passa seems to have little strength, but he shoots the little wizard named Aesop in pain.

Linde, who goes by the pseudonym Aesop, continues, "Seriously, I hate people who smell like all of them, we're wizards! It's not a Muggle, even if you don't want to take a bath, won't you have a spell? Linde said with a proud face.

"When you talk about this, I really think of someone!" "Last year I met a man in the alley who looked cowering, smelled of garlic! I'm telling you, the smell is unbearable. ”

"Is there such a person?" Linde asked curiously.

"That's right! I've met him a few times at the bar, but he smells so bad that I stay away from him every time. I've heard that he's still a Hogwarts teacher! ”

"Teacher? That doesn't make sense! It's not that you can't even get rid of the smell on your body! ”

"The hell just knows, old Jamie had a good relationship with him at the time, you can go and ask him!"

Passa saw the curiosity in Aesop's eyes, so he pointed him around, and then he looked around and said with some regret, "But he doesn't seem to be here today, he usually only comes once a week or two." ”

"What's there to ask about this, and it has nothing to do with me!" Lind took a sip of a glass of butterbeer. However, the eyes blocked by the cup also began to search for a guy called Old Jamie in his mind.

He seemed to have some impressions.

It was a sickly obese old man, with a thick beard, but no hair on the top of his head, and a dirty wizard's pointed hat.

Lind never gave up on the idea of finding Quirrell. Although the chances were slim, he still planned to give it a try, such as trying to gather his information like he did now.

As for the old man named Passa next to him now, he is also a regular customer of the bar, and he comes almost every day, sits in the corner when he comes, and rarely talks to other people.

Or that he has a desire to talk, but for some reason he still chooses to sit alone in the corner.

Not long after Lind arrived, he had spoken to some of the people who seemed to be able to communicate with him, but most of them thought he was a little kid who didn't know anything, and didn't like him at all.

In desperation, he asks Old Tom for news of Passa, and learns that he has been spending here for almost a year and a half, and few people will communicate with him. So the specific he, the bar owner, doesn't know.

Linde was laughed at several times and said, "Go, go, what does the little kid know!" After that, I found the old man.

Lind continued to talk to Passa for a while,

"I was just here for a while"

After that, I planned to go upstairs and continue to nest.

A little girl happily walked through the door of the Leaky Cauldron Bar, and she hurriedly urged, "Hey, Mom and Dad, hurry up, I've already made an appointment with Ron!" ”

Linde looked over there, and saw a man and a woman also walking in, among them the male in a suit and leather shoes, with a cleanly shaved beard and a kind of helplessness on his face. An elitist. Apparently her father, the other smiling at the little girl in front of her, apparently her mother.

These three were Hermione's family.

Linde took the last sip of his butterbeer and walked upward, honestly uncomfortable to look at such a warm scene.

Halfway through, Linde reversed back.

"She made an appointment with Ron today?!" , that is to say, according to the normal plot, today's broken diary will be given to Ginny.

Lind, as a Muggle-born wizard, would have loved to give it to Dumbledore if he could. After all, it will make him safer this semester.

Yes, it's as simple as that, just give it to Dumbledore.

To be blunt, make things a little simpler.

Thinking of this, Linde walked towards Diagon Alley again.

After arriving at Diagon Alley, he went straight to the Blotted bookstore. I saw a banner at the door of the bookstore, which read, "Gilderoy Lockhart signed and sold his autobiography "I Can Magic", 12:30-4:30 p.m. today. ”

It wasn't yet 12:30, but there were already a lot of people gathered at the door, mostly middle-aged women, which represented most of the audience of this guy named Gilderoy Lockhart.

A wizard stood in the doorway barely maintaining order, and now it was very reluctant, and there was no need to think about it, it would be more difficult to deal with the situation when Lockhart came out in a while.

Linde originally wanted to wait for things to happen in the bookstore, and by the way, he could also prostitute books for nothing, but looking at the current situation, he didn't think much about going in, it was too crowded. What he hates most is crowding.

Then he turned and walked into the outside of the Florin Volkko ice cream parlor not far away, and sat down.

Ordering an ice cream and sitting outside in a seat with a parasol, Lind pulled out a book towards the Blotted bookstore.

Sure enough, without Andersen, many of these little things would have to be done by themselves.

Linde complained in his heart.

After a while, he saw Hermione, Harry Potter, Jane, and Ron's family gathered together. It seems that they all made an appointment to meet together.

Linde looked at Harry Potter and had some amusement in his heart, wondering if anything fun happened to Harry Potter this holiday after his memory was erased? And why did Dumbledore know Harry Potter's memories?

These little questions that have nothing to do with him but really change the Mr. Savior that he once only saw in movies attract Linde like the gossip of a celebrity.

Harry and Jane suddenly looked over to this side, Linde's expression remained unchanged, and he glanced at Jane indifferently, and the two looked at Linde for a while, Jane frowned, and then turned around, and then Harry also withdrew his gaze.

So sensitive to notice that I'm looking at them?

Linde turned her gaze back to the book......

"What's wrong?" Hermione looked at Harry and Jane and glanced back, but she didn't notice any familiar people or objects. Lind is still the same little wizard as Aesop.

"It's nothing, I just feel that the person looks very kind...... It's not right, it's just that he feels like he's ...... Very familiar! Harry said hesitantly, but the feeling in his heart was stranger than what he had said.

His feelings for the peer sitting there were not only cordial, but even inexplicably felt that the other party had a kind of "father" flavor.

Harry shook his head, quickly putting the somewhat strange thought behind him.

Jane spread her hands and said, "Didn't look at anything!" It just feels like that person is somewhat familiar! I thought it was an acquaintance, but it turned out to be not! ”

Hermione Ron and the others all turned their heads to look at Aesop, and they didn't think there was anything familiar about the man, the gray-looking robe, the sunken and dark eyes, the big fat nose, the square face, and the mouth breathing.

It looks like a complete idiot.

Ron even felt that guy had a Snape verve.