On this day, as always, Semmelle stood behind the bar in an apron and made cocktails.

In front of the bar, Ebb was taking a sip of the butterbeer that Semmelle had made for him, which needed to be boiled, and the alcohol would evaporate after boiling.

So it's actually a drink and not alcohol, and it's okay for small children.

In addition to him, there is a black cat lying on the side of the bar, and don't doubt it, it's Isabel.

Ogan itself can transform into an animal, so even if she recovers, she can still transform into a cat.

She was there watching Abs, but there was no one else in the store, as Char's store in the White City had been put up with a closed sign.

Today I am here to receive these people.

"Pak~"

As the outside door was pushed open, Gayward walked in, and at a glance he saw Semer standing behind the bar.

"Welcome." Semmeller laughed.

"Hello." Gay Ward walked over, and he placed the invitation card in his hand on the bar, "Someone asked me to come here. ”

Semmele smiled, "Let's sit down and rest first, I should be tired after such a long journey." ”

Gavaux was silent for a moment, and as Semmele said, he didn't ride in the carriage, but walked all the way.

Seeing that he was still standing, Seymler smiled, "Sit down and relax." ”

"Knowledge is not something that can be obtained overnight, since you have chosen to wait, you might as well wait a little longer."

"I can't wait." Gayward said in a deep voice.

"What's your name?"

At this time, Abs on one side spoke.

Gaiward turned his head to look at him.

"My name is Abs. Dumbledore, a native of the Imperial Capital. Ebs said.

In the beginning, in Europe, as in ancient England, people had a first name but no surname.

From the 10th century, that is, at the end of the Tang Dynasty, some nobles took fiefs as their surnames.

Later, other nobles and ordinary people imitated them and chose their own surnames.

From the 11th century to the 16th century during the Renaissance, Christianity required the registration of surnames, and surnames became universally used.

Britannia is similar, and the longest history of surnames is only two or three hundred years old.

They were not nobles, and surnames were not too important to commoners.

So Abs gave himself a different surname to represent his gratitude to the magician who gave him this knowledge, and to represent a kind of inheritance.

"Gayward Hognids," Gayward said.

Char gave Grindelwald's fate to Gayward when the handwriting was revealed.

So at this moment, in fact, it can be said that it is a fateful encounter.

The gears of fate began to turn at this moment.

However, he did not materialize the magical knowledge of the HP world into his mind, as Ebb did.

One is that Abs already has this knowledge in his head, and there is no point in manifesting it again except to waste the power of fate.

The second is that he is not stable compared to Ebbus, giving him magical knowledge but not teaching him the rest, and he will obviously be desperate for revenge.

This is not what Char wants, although Grindelwald is not a good person, he is not a machine who can only take revenge, he is a person with thoughts and directions.

At least in the HP world, compared to the villain Voldemort, Grindelwald's pattern is really much bigger.

After Grindelwald was released from prison, he responded to the call, and the battlefield leveled half of Europe, almost ruling the world.

Look at Voldemort again, killing a baby was counter-killed, and after being resurrected, there were two or three small fish, and it took eight years to fight wits and courage with a few minors, and finally was killed.

Maybe it's because the soul is cut too finely.

"We may be classmates in the future." Ebth laughed, "I'll treat you to a glass of butterbeer."

You probably haven't drunk it, but it's delicious. ”

He looked at Semmele, "Sir, bring him a glass like mine." ”

"No problem." Seymler laughed, and began to mix the butterbeer, which was quickly placed in front of Gayward, in a large beer glass, and the portion was generous.

Gayward's mood eased slightly, he sat down in the chair in front of the bar, lifted the butterbeer in front of him and took a sip, and then he looked at the glass with some surprise and continued to gulp.

After a moment, he put the glass down and let out a snort.

"How's it going, is it delicious?" Ebs laughed.

Gaiward nodded.

At this moment, the door was pushed open again, and this time there were many people entering, Catherine and Haron and the children she had adopted, and Helen and her grandfather.

Helen walked to the bar and said to Semer, "Hello, my name is Helen. ”

There was a little curiosity in those big round eyes, and the eyes were bright and endearing.

Semmele smiled, "I've heard people talk about you. ”

He poured a small glass of butterbeer from the stove on one side and handed it to the little one.

"This is what the guy gave you.

After walking so far, it should be frozen, so drink some hot drinks to warm up. ”

"Thank you!"

Helen took the butterbeer, took a sip, and her eyes lit up a little.

She turned her head to look at the old man standing at the door, "Grandpa, come here!" This one is delicious! ”

The old man came over, dressed in a burlap coat, with gray hair and beard, and many folds on his face.

He was a little shy, perhaps because what he was dressed was a little out of place with the high-end style around him.

He walked over and motioned to Semmelle to take off his hat.

"Hello, you can call me Hyde, thank you for saving me."

Semmelle raised his eyebrows and smiled, "You should have recognized the wrong person, I don't know you." ”

Hyde looked at Helen, who shook her head to indicate that it wasn't him.

"I'm sorry." Hyde said.

"Sit there and rest." Semmele pointed to the seat on the other side and smiled, "If you want to drink, you can have something." ”

"Thank you." Hyde took Helen to the window seat.

Catherine and Haron were looking at the surrounding decorations.

"When the gentleman came to the tavern three years ago, he told me that he also owned a tavern." Catherine said to Haron, "This should be it. ”

"But to be honest, compared to this tavern, our tavern is an abandoned and rotten house." Haron whispered.

Catherine smiled helplessly, and although it sounded harsh, she couldn't refute it.

In terms of the style and decoration of this tavern, it is not at all comparable to their tavern.

At this moment, the door opened again, and this time several families entered, and for a moment, the tavern was slightly crowded.

These were the mana adaptors and their guardians that the goblins had found, and they were all looking around curiously.

One of them is a family of three, and the parents are dressed beautifully, and they look like they should be middle-class and upper-class.

They looked around for a week, and then they saw Semele behind the bar, and the father of the family looked at Semele with a bad face.

"You're the liar?"

His words obviously attracted everyone's attention, and they couldn't help but focus their eyes on that family.

The boy apparently didn't expect his father to say that, and reached out and tugged at his sleeve.

Those goblins naturally delivered the letters to the hands of those students.

And in order to make them believe, Alicia also asked them to show off their magic a little.

Obviously, though, their time is limited and they can't stay forever.

At this time, it is inevitable that some students will receive letters in the absence of some parents.

If you come home and your kid comes home with an admission letter from somewhere and says he's going to study magic, anyone will think it's a liar.

However, Char will not specially arrange personnel to come to the door a second time, and their manpower is not enough.

This is also the choice of fate for Char

Semmele was not angry, but rather valued the child's performance.

When ordinary parents encounter this kind of thing, they just throw the invitation card in the trash can and beat up their children, and it is impossible to bring their children here.

Semmele smiled, "Excuse me, what do you call it?" ”

The man raised his head slightly and said, "Russell." ”

"Mr. Russell, you have clearly misunderstood something."

Semmele looked around, he took off his apron and hung it on a hook on one side, then opened the bar door and walked out to the back door of the bar, and opened the door.

He addressed everyone in the tavern.

"Everyone, bring your own luggage, please come with me."

With that, he walked out the door, and Ebb and Gayward followed directly, and then Catherine's family and Helen's grandson, there were a lot of people, so they could only go out in line.

Martin pulled his father and complained.

"Dad, we said yes, what are you doing!?"

"I'm just letting you know his true colors in advance." Russell said seriously, "Believe me, kid, most of the gods and ghosts in this world are deceitful. ”

"But I did see the leprechaun!" Martin said aggrievedly.

"That's a dwarf." Russell said helplessly.

The child's mother said, "I don't think he's a liar. ”

It was a woman with beautiful long white blonde hair, white and shiny, very beautiful.

"Every liar doesn't look like a liar, you're still naïve, Martha." Russell said helplessly.

"But he's very calm." Martha said.

"Look."

Russell looked at the doorway with disdain.

"He's calling us out now, and it's definitely going to be some trick to get us to believe him.

When the time comes, I will expose his tricks on the spot. ”

Then, the family followed the group out the door.

But as they walked out of the door, the scene in front of them made Russell, who was originally calm, stunned.

The Russell family entered the tavern in Bergen, Norway.

It was sparsely populated, with no narrow alleys, and there was a large open space behind the building where the node was located.

But at this moment, what they saw was a dark and narrow alley, and the towering buildings obscured their view.

(End of chapter)