At noon on the fifteenth of August, two days after sending the letter to Dumbledore, Linde came out of the room rubbing his red eyes, today he was going to the bank to exchange some gold goods and then some gold Galleons.

Just as he was about to descend the stairs, a leather glove suddenly appeared in front of him, suspended in mid-air. The glove bulged from within, as if an invisible man was wearing it.

It pinched a flaming red feather and handed it to Linde to identify himself, and then shook hands with Linde.

Lind took the feather, this feather had the typical phoenix features, and the identity of the other party was also obvious - Dumbledore.

Linde inexplicably felt that this scene was familiar, and reached out to shake hands with the gloves. The glove squeezed Linde's hand tightly, and then there was a leaking sound, and the space collapsed inward. In an instant, Linde vanished.

The feeling of the phantom being squeezed into the pipe came and went, and the next moment, Linde was already standing in a new place.

The wind was howling, and Lind looked around, almost falling in fright.

At this time, he was standing on the top of the bell tower of Big Ben, and directly below him was a huge bronze bell plate, with the House of Commons under his feet and the River Thames in full view.

Lin De looked at the scene in front of him, unconsciously ignored the white-robed old man beside him, and only felt endless pride in his heart.

In the words of Muggles in their previous lives: Anyone can see such a scene.

After a few seconds of emotion, Linde did not forget his business, and he stood here without being stunned at this time, and turned his head to look at Dumbledore.

"Professor, this place you chose is really chic!" Lind said, as Dumbledore grabbed the glove and stuffed it into his robe.

"Haha! Do you feel the same way? Every time I come to London, I come here to see it. Dumbledore laughed,

Linde also smiled and took out the notebook from his waist bag, "Professor, this is the strange notebook I mentioned!" Because I had the book "Mysterious Atlantis" in front of me, I thought of you when I realized that this notebook was not in order. ”

With that, Linde handed over the notebook. Dumbledore took the notebook and said with a smile, "I thought you didn't have it with you, but that's pretty handy." With that, Dumbledore began to open the notebook, "But I still have ...... this time."

Dumbledore's eyes rested on the signature on the first page, and his eyes were slightly surprised, and then it became clear.

"You're doing a great job, there's something wrong with this notebook!" Dumbledore said that he could tell at a glance that the ink on it had been around for a long time, and that it was indeed a note from that time period.

Dumbledore solemnly put away the notebook, then looked at Linde, "That's troublesome, after all, I still have something to do here this time, but now I'm more interested in this notebook." Dumbledore hesitated, then asked Linde, "I wonder if you can help me with this." ”

"Professor, please say, if you can do it, you will definitely do it!" Linde laughed, feeling much lighter when he handed the broken notebook to Dumbledore.

"Harry Potter contacted me to buy some clothes, but the key to his bank vault was with me, and I wanted to take him to get the money this time.

You don't know, Harry ran away from home some time ago, so he wanted to get some money for himself. Dumbledore blinked, looking at Linde.

Lind didn't care why Harry had to run away from home, much to Dumbledore's disappointment, and he said directly, "If Gringotts are okay, I'm sure I'm okay." ”

"Of course, they only recognize the key." Dumbledore wanted to correct the 'them' that Lind had used on the elves, but after thinking about it, he couldn't say anything.

"Then I'm fine, how long will it take for Harry to be here?" Lind said.

"I made an agreement with him around two o'clock, and he said he could use Floo powder to break the cauldron bar himself. Actually, he told me that he wanted to get money to buy something, but I and the faculty were too busy at the time. Dumbledore said helplessly.

"Okay!" Speaking of which, Linde looked sideways at the Thames River at his feet, this kind of scenery is not visible to ordinary people, since he will go back to the Leaky Cauldron Bar in a while, he can still enjoy this scenery for a while.

"Oh, yes. You'd better be like Linde and go to Harry. Also, the mouth of a developing child may bulge out when he breathes through his mouth for a long time! Dumbledore said directly.

"That's right! Professor, how did you find me? I told you I live in the Leaky Cauldron, but you haven't seen me like this! It was then that Lind remembered that he was now in the form of a young wizard named Aesop.

"How to say it! Smell, the smell on your body is very difficult to mask. Dumbledore had a mischievous look on his face.

"Smell?" Lind sniffed his clothes.

"It's not the smell, it's the ...... The smell of the soul. ”

"The smell of the soul?"

"Yes, everyone has their own unique scent. Of course, he doesn't perceive it with his nose, and it's just easy to understand when he says it's a "smell"! However, this is a super advanced spell theory, and many wizards don't have access to this knowledge, so you don't need to know too much about it now. ”

Linde nodded knowingly, and then squirted out the camouflage in his nose, and this time his nose became high and straight again.

"If you want your nose to look different, I can give you a simple little spell. Nose like a strawberry—" Dumbledore's wand followed in a simple trajectory in the air.

"Nose like ......," Linde said halfway through, then looked at Dumbledore.

"Don't worry! I'm next to you, and I can't find you. ”

"Nose like strawberry—" Lind pointed her wand at herself. With a flash of light, he felt his nose collapse like plasticine, and then a little bloated. It seems very simple,

"Stop—" Lind waved his wand again, and his nose changed again.

"It's just a little joke, but it's practical. Only Maggs can change freely, but unfortunately this is a talent, it is innate. Dumbledore said.

Lind thanked Dumbledore, the spell had helped him solve a minor problem. You know, he didn't even realize that he was still Aesop's disguised appearance at first.

He still remembers that he was very unaccustomed to breathing through his mouth at first, but now it is good, and he almost imprinted this mask directly on his face.

However, it would be nice to have this spell, and frequent spell solving would allow him to tell when he was Aesop and when he was Linde.

Then, the two of them took another look at the scenery.

Dumbledore put his hand on Lind's shoulder and asked, "Which room?" ”

"Room 17."

With that, Dumbledore put his arm around Linde and jumped off Big Ben.

A violent fall struck, and the air rushed into Linde's eyes, nose, and mouth. Dumbledore's tricky laughter beside him reached his ears with the sound of the wind, and the next moment, the two disappeared into midair.