Chapter 4 To Diagon Alley
In this way, Harry Potter lived in Aven's house.
It was a paradise compared to the Dursleys, and the Masons quickly accepted that their son had become a wizard as if it were no different.
On top of that, they were very nice to Harry as well.
At each meal, Mrs. Mason would cook Harry's favorite dishes and keep serving him food. Here, he can complete his summer homework without any scruples, and in his free time, he can play new video games with Evan or tell him about Hogwarts.
Harry loved the feeling of being able to talk to people about the wizarding world without worrying about people staring at his scars.
In fact, Evan was also very fond of Harry.
For a week, he had gone through each other's first-year magic textbooks, and under Harry's introduction, he had a general impression of each subject.
It was evident that Harry had a deep prejudice against Potions and his Potions teacher, Professor Snape, but he had a high level of talent in Defence Against the Dark Arts class.
In addition to this, Evan listened to Harry introduce him to Hogwarts Castle, the secret passages and ghosts, the banquet in the Great Hall, the Gryffindor common room, the four-poster bed in the dormitory, the hunting ground caretaker Hagrid, his friends Ron and Hermione, and Quidditch, the most popular sport in the wizarding world.
"Aven, you must come to Gryffindor, that is the best house at Hogwarts, and Dumbledore himself graduated from there. A week later, at breakfast, Harry summed it up to Aven.
"Well, after listening to your introduction, I also feel that Slytherin is terrible, not to mention that my parents are Muggles, and they probably won't let me in there. Evan paused, "I'm not sure if I'll be able to get into Gryffindor, knowing that I won't know anything, maybe I'll be sorted into Hufflepuff." ”
"Don't worry, the young wizards who have just entered the school are all about the same level, and I have never seen anyone learn faster than you except Hermione. ”
Harry was telling the truth, and after Evan heard that Potions professor Snape was used to embarrassing students in class, it took him a week to memorize almost half of Magical Potions and Potions.
It's incredible, this book is the only designated textbook for Potions class on the O.W.L.S. ordinary wizard level exam, and now when Harry writes his Potions class homework, he stops from time to time to ask for Aven's opinion.
Just as Harry was about to say something, two owls flew into Aven's balcony one after the other, Hedwig in the back, and an owl with beautiful brown feathers that had never been seen before.
"If my mother saw them, she would faint with fear. Evan joked with a smile.
"Hope not to be seen by Mrs. Mason. Through this contact, Harry learned that Mrs. Mason had an extremely strong phobia of birds, and he even had to keep Hedwig at his friend Ron's house all the time.
"Aven, you help me take care of Hedwig. ”
Harry turned to look at the other brown owl, "This is the school owl, it brings a list of books for the second grade. ”
Evan fed Hedwig something before leaning over and reading it with Harry, and the second-year students were to read: "Standard Spells, Level 2", "Breaking with a Female Ghost" by Miranda Goshak, "Traveling with a Ghoul" by Gilderoy Lockhart, "Vacation with a Dominatrix" by Gilderoy Lockhart, "Walking with a Troll" by Gilderoy Lockhart, "Traveling on a Boat with a Vampire" by Gilderoy Lockhart, "Wandering with a Werewolf" by Gilderoy Lockhart, "A Year with a Tibetan Yeti" by Gilderoy Lockhart.
"These are all required textbooks for Defence Against the Dark Arts class, the same as required on the list of first-year textbooks, and I dare say the new teacher must be an admirer of Lockhart. ”
"Hopefully a reliable guy, these books look like novels, not magic textbooks. ”
Harry remembered Quirrell, and last year's adventure, when the guy had Voldemort stuck to the back of his head, thankfully he had finally stopped his plot. It is said that Defence Against the Dark Arts was cursed by Voldemort, and no one was able to last more than a year.
"Think of something glad to be happy about, and see what the letter Hedwig had brought. ”
"It's Ron's reply!"
Harry finally had a smile on his face, "He and Hermione are going to Diagon Alley next Wednesday to buy textbooks, and ask if we're going to go together that day too?"
"I have no opinion. Evan couldn't wait to go to Diagon Alley to see what to see, and saw that Harry was a little slurred, and said a little strangely, "What else did he say in the letter?"
"Ron asked me if I was going to stay at his house for a while. Harry was a little embarrassed, obviously concerned about the feelings of the Aven family, "The letter also said that if you are willing to go"
"Really, it's so good, I've wanted to visit a wizard's house for a long time. Evan waved his hand, "Don't worry about my mother, I'll convince her." ”
By Wednesday, Harry and Evan had been woken up early by Mrs. Mason, and after a hasty breakfast, Mr. Mason drove them to the Leaky Cauldron.
"This is it," Harry said, pointing to a small, filthy pub, "This is the Leaky Cauldron, the entrance to Diagon Alley. ”
"I never imagined that there would be such a place in this city, which is almost like a building from the last century. Mrs. Mason sighed, and as Harry pointed out, she seemed to notice the little bar sandwiched between a large bookstore and a record store.
"Mom, the Leaky Cauldron is a famous place, it has been protected and Muggle banished, it can't be marked on the map, and Muggles can't see it if they don't know the address," Evan struggled to recall what he had seen in the book Theory of Magic.
"Well, my dear little wizard, I think it's definitely not a good idea for us to stand down the street and discuss a dirty bar. Mr. Mason stopped Evan from continuing and shoved him and Harry into the store.
As a famous place, it's too dark and dirty.
By the dim candlelight, Aven saw several old women dressed strangely, like medieval witches, sitting in the corner with small glasses of sherry, and a bandaged, sneaky guy sitting on the edge of the bar, with a small plate of raw liver in front of him.
"Welcome, Mr. Potter!" said the barkeeper, a hunchbacked old man, quietly appeared in front of several people.
"Hello!"
Not only the Masons, but in fact, even Harry seemed more reserved, and it was Hagrid who led him in when he arrived last year.
Soon, they find themselves as a family that doesn't fit in here.
"Harry, Harry!"
Hermione Granger sped over to greet them from the other side of the bar, and not far behind her, the Granger couple stood there with unnatural expressions.
"Harry, I heard you were here today, so I waited here early, thank goodness you look good, Ron said you were found out by the Ministry of Magic for using a Transfiguration Charm, I was so worried, I hope they didn't do anything to you. ”
"Thank you, Hermione, I'm fine!" Harry said with a smile on his face, pointing to Evan beside him, "This is Evan Mason, this year's freshman, and I escaped from the Dursleys this summer thanks to his help. Aven, this is Hermione Granger, I told you some time ago. ”
Looking at the girl with thick fluffy brown hair in front of her, Evan knew in her heart, of course she knew that this was the brain of the golden trio, a veritable Miss Know-it-all.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Granger!" Evan held out his right hand, "I heard Harry say that you were the first in your year in your final exam last year, which is pretty impressive. ”
"It's nothing, it's just a little clever and dead reading!" Hermione's little face turned a rare red, shook hands with Evan, and continued, "You can call me Hermione, of course, can I call you Evan in the future?"
"No problem, Hermione, actually, I've been looking through Harry's textbooks all this time, and I have a lot of questions for you. ”
Harry listened to the conversation drifting to the textbook, but it didn't last long for Ron to come to his rescue.
With a flash of green fire, the Weasleys stepped out of the fireplace.