Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 127 Drunk Toby
Although he and Ginny have not been able to have a complete conversation, all in all, Harry's life in the Burrow is quite good, and he is also waiting here for the notice of the start of the new semester, including the list of books for the second grade .

To Harry's surprise, they had to buy seven books by Gilderoy Lockhart besides "Standard Spells, Level [-]". The Break, or Swimming With Ghouls.

This gave Harry a strange sense of familiarity. When he raised his head, Ron, who was looking at him, just said what was in his heart:

"Could it be another Professor Highmore?"

Although the book "Ancient Magic" is difficult to understand and very boring to read, in general, the content of that book is similar to Lockhart's work-it is very dangerous just by looking at it.

In addition to the book list, they also received a reply from Hermione. In the letter, Hermione criticized Ron's reckless way of saving Harry as usual, and then made an appointment with them to go to London next Wednesday to buy textbooks.

By Wednesday, Mrs. Weasley woke them up early in the morning.They each hurried through five or six bacon sandwiches, and then put on their coats.Mrs Weasley lifted a flower pot from the kitchen mantelpiece and looked into it.

"It's not much, Arthur," she sighed, "I have to go buy something today, all the guests first! Harry, you come first!"

Harry froze, not understanding what this meant - he'd never used Floo powder before.

Mr. Weasley asked about how Harry used to travel. He became more interested after learning about the subway, but fortunately Mrs. Weasley interrupted him in time.

Then, after Fred, George, and Mr. Weasley each fully demonstrated how to use it, Harry also grabbed a handful of Floo powder and threw it into the flames burning in the fireplace.

The flames were like a gust of hot wind. He opened his mouth and immediately inhaled a big mouthful of hot ash.

"Yes—Diagon Alley!" Harry coughed.

He seemed to be sucked into a huge socket hole, and his body was spinning rapidly. The whistling sound beside his ears was deafening. He tried desperately to open his eyes, but the swirling green flames made him feel dizzy. The bacon sandwich was churning in his stomach. He closed his eyes quickly, begging to stop, and then—he fell face-down on the cold stone floor, feeling his glasses shatter.

Dizzy, bruised, and covered in soot, Harry climbed up cautiously, holding his shattered glasses to his eyes.But Harry found that there seemed to be something wrong with the place he had come from, and there was nothing here that could be on the shopping list of Hogwarts school.

On a mat in a nearby glass case, there was a withered human hand, a stack of bloodstained cards, and a glazed glass eyeball.Grim masks peered down from the walls, various human bones lay on the counters, and rusty tines hung from the ceiling.Worse, Harry could tell that the dark, narrow alleyway beyond the dusty shop windows was definitely not Diagon Alley.

Get out of here as soon as possible.

Harry thought as he walked quickly and lightly towards the door, but before he was halfway there, two people appeared outside the door - one of whom was the last person Harry wanted to meet at the moment: Draco Malfoy .

Harry looked around quickly, saw a large black chest of drawers to the left, and ducked in, closing the door behind it so that only a crack remained.A few seconds later, the bell rang and Malfoy walked into the shop.

The man behind him could only be his father, with the same pale pointed face, and the same cold gray eyes.Harry met each other during the holiday, and almost everyone in the station saw Lucius' embarrassed look - on the day of the holiday, he was stunned when he saw Professor Highmore walking out of the train with Draco , followed by uncontrollable anger, and wanted to step forward to ask Professor Haimer, but before he could walk a few steps away, a weird doll suddenly flew out from Draco's pocket. The train station caused commotion and kept throwing smoke bombs outside. Taking advantage of the chaos, he gave Lucius a good lesson and beat him black and blue.

Lucius, now apparently healed from his injuries, warns Draco not to touch anything in the store, and strikes up a conversation with a man who appears behind the counter.

"Mr Malfoy, it's a pleasure to see you again."

The expression on Borgin's face was a little weird, obviously he had heard about the attack at the train station.But he still sold it as usual: "What can I do for you? I must show you, I just bought it today, and the price is very fair——"

"I'm not shopping today, Mr. Borgin, I'm here to sell," said Mr. Malfoy.

"Sell something?" The smile on Mr. Bokin's face diminished slightly.

"You must have heard that the Ministry has stepped up raids. There is said to be a new Muggle Protection Act - must be behind that scruffy fool Arthur Weasley, his favorite Muggles—” said Mr. Malfoy, pulling out a roll of parchment from his inside pocket and unfolding it to Mr. Borgin. Ministry."

Just when Harry was furious, the door of this shop was suddenly kicked open forcefully, startling Draco who was looking at a withered hand, Harry who was hiding in the cabinet couldn't believe it wide-eyed—

Professor Highmore came in drunk, holding a bottle of expensive-looking wine in his hand, the strong smell of wine on his body filled the whole shop, almost made Harry faint all at once.

Harry originally thought that only Professor Highmore with his hair drooping in front of his eyes would be the worst to mess with, but he was obviously wrong—since he walked into this weird shop, the drunk Professor Highmore said Without saying a word, he stared straight at Lucius in front of the counter, didn't even say hello, and even kicked him in the air.

Lucius, who was planning to make a deal, felt something was wrong. He quickly pulled the parchment out of Bo Jin's hand and put it carefully in his cuff. Draco—

"let's go!"

He said and led Draco out of the store.

It seemed that what happened at the train station taught him an unforgettable lesson, and he never wanted to face Professor Haimo, a lunatic again.

Bo Jin stared blankly at the counter that had been kicked to pieces. He forgot how much strength was needed to do this, and his oily eyes suddenly changed.

But in the next second, when Professor Haimer glanced at him abruptly, Bo Jin didn't dare to criticize him anymore—he recognized Professor Haimer's iconic hairstyle, and when a few gold coins were thrown at him In front of him, a smile appeared on his face again, as if nothing had happened.

But Professor Highmore didn't wait for Bokin to promote the products in the store. He staggered and left the store with a wine bottle, without saying a word during the whole process.

Harry, who was hiding in the cupboard, tried to calm himself down. After Mr. Borgin returned to the back room, he got out of the cupboard as quietly as possible, walked past the glass counters, and slipped out of the shop door.

Before he could see the surrounding environment clearly, the collar of his clothes was lifted up suddenly, and he heard someone say to himself——

"Mr. Potter, can you explain why you appeared in Knockturn Alley?"

It was a voice Harry knew all too well - it was Professor Highmore.

(End of this chapter)