[HP] Illusion

To be honest, Harry had never dealt with such a thing, but maybe it was the little Snape's pleading and cautious eyes that were still unyielding, which made him feel something surging in his chest. Harry took a deep breath, Pushing Xiaotuanzi back, holding the soft buttocks with one hand, he pulled his little paws around his neck and hugged him, and then walked towards the brick house of Snape's house.

There were occasional noises in the room, and Xiaotuanzi behind him was obediently lying on his back. Harry couldn't see his expression, but he could still feel the trembling of Xiaotuanzi's body when the sound came.This is very bad and will cast a shadow on the children.Harry patted his little butt, put his hands on his chest together to comfort him, "Don't be afraid, it will be fine." Harry said softly.

Later, Harry looked back and thought that he shouldn't have been so impulsive, but at this moment, his heart was full of the fear that Xiaotuanzi was shivering in his arms just now and the suffocation he was holding in his chest, so the result can be imagined ——

When Harry entered the room, Snape's mother was half lying on the ground, watching the man with flushed cheeks from drinking viciously throw things on the ground, some fragments even splashed on the woman's body, and there were more Scattered on the ground, the living room was in a mess, and even the dilapidated fabric sofa was severely kicked a few times.

For a moment, because someone broke into the room suddenly, the man who was holding a clay pot and was about to smash it stopped. When he turned his head, his red eyes and ferocious expression were revealed. The man was fierce. The little boy's head, which was half sticking out, was instantly buried back on the back of Harry's neck, and the little boy's hot, short, moist breath made Harry shrank his neck involuntarily.

"Damn it, who the fuck are you?" The man roared angrily, and his voice made Irene Snape, who was lying on the ground, subconsciously look at Harry.

I don't know if it's because he didn't see the little dumpling behind Harry, but the man suddenly threw the clay pot in Harry's direction with such force and speed that he didn't seem to care about anyone at all. inside.

Harry dodged it, his movement was quick, and he just took a step to the left to easily get out of the disadvantaged.

"Get out, get out! Who told you to come in?" Tobias saw that the blow failed, and he looked around and couldn't find a hand, so he raised his fist and rushed forward to fight Harry, lying down. Irene who was on the ground suddenly gasped, struggled to get up, and crawled towards Harry.

"Dizzy." Harry stared at Tobias and muttered in a low voice. A red light suddenly hit the man who was rushing towards them. The man's body shook, and he suddenly fell towards the ground. They were all fragments, and Harry reacted extremely quickly to levitate the man who was about to hit the ground, and threw him directly towards the sofa.

"You..." A gloomy female voice rang out after Harry finished this series of actions, "Who are you?" She tried to stand up against the armrest sofa next to her, Harry didn't know that she had endured before What, she doesn't look like she can stand at all right now.

"Hello," Harry raised his head belatedly. He wanted to introduce himself but suddenly changed his mind. "Excuse me, is this your child?" He turned sideways, revealing that he was still hugging him tightly. Xiaotuanzi on his neck, "I found him just running outside..."

"You are, you are..." Irene spoke weakly, looking a little excited, but not because of excitement, but... If Harry read it correctly, it was a look of disgust, but not only So, it was as if his Aunt Petunia had seen the Hogwarts invitation a long time ago.

But it was clear that this woman did not welcome him.

She walked over unsteadily, trying to hug Xiaotuanzi into her arms, "Sev, come to mom." Her feet were trembling, and she stretched out her arms towards Xiaotuanzi who finally dared to poke her head out , "Come here, mom." She urged again.

Harry carried Xiaotuanzi to the front, and handed him to the woman who looked angry, "Don't worry, he's fine."

Irene suddenly stretched out that skinny palm and placed it on Snape's forehead. Harry saw that it was a spell to calm the nerves. After a while, Xiaotuanzi fell asleep in her arms.During this short period of time, Harry used the Repairing Charm to restore all the broken and smashed things in the dilapidated house. When he stopped, he heard a woman's cold voice behind him: "I I don't know who you are, but I hope you don't come to disturb our lives."

Harry turned around and tried to put on a reassuring smile, "I didn't, well, I was wrong to make decisions for you, but you shouldn't let such a small child run out of the door alone, and you If you are injured, you can put your child down first."

Irene Snape's expression became very subtle at that moment, with a half-smile, with a touch of self-mockery, and then she gave the order to evict the guest again: "Thank you for your kindness, please go out now." But she still listened to Following Harry's suggestion, she put Xiaotuanzi on the armchair beside her, because the armchair was not long, the little boy could only half sit on it, and his little head fell on the side of the broken armchair. Cotton on the armrest.

Harry was also relieved when he saw the woman's actions, and the woman's expression also let him know that it was not appropriate for him to stay any longer, because this woman was trying hard to draw a line with him, or the wizarding world.Yes, she clearly had the strength to fight against her husband, but she let the man beat and kick him, and even smashed the whole house down.

Harry took two steps back slowly, wondering if he should remind the woman one last time, in fact, he had never encountered such a situation before, which made him feel embarrassed that his good intentions would not help.However, he took another look at Xiao Douding who was sleeping soundly, gritted his teeth and said, "Your husband is drunk, he won't find out about those things, or a forgetting spell..."

"No need." The woman's expression was sullen and surly, the violence she had just suffered made her look very bad, and the veins in the hand tightly gripping the back of the armchair were prominent, "Get out."

At the same time when the woman opened her mouth to chase her away, Harry heard a strange but somewhat familiar sound. He looked at the man on the sofa for no reason, but found that it was not from someone who was still in a coma. He heard the same sound again, only louder.

Harry subconsciously looked at Irene, the woman's expression did not change, as if the person with the bulging belly just now wasn't her.Harry reached into his pocket - there was nothing - and only then did he remember that he was wearing a pajamas.Realizing that he couldn't help, Harry scratched his hair a little helplessly, then turned and left quickly.

And the moment he went out, his body suddenly rose slowly - this feeling is quite familiar.

When he landed on the cold ground, Harry was shivered severely by the huge temperature difference. Lying on the ground, he felt that his sweaty clothes were rapidly cooling and hardening. There was a tendency to freeze, but he didn't get up immediately, he just opened his mouth and breathed heavily, letting the icy air pour into his lungs, replacing the turbid exhaust gas by the way.

Harry felt as if he was in a dream, what happened just now was vivid in his memory, he slowly raised his palm, and carefully recalled the feeling of rubbing the soft hair of Xiaotuanzi, holding Douding An ordinary little boy walked into Snape's house and was kicked out by Snape's mother.

What's going on?Isn't that Snape's memory?Why can he touch the people inside, even cast a spell, and the other party can see him? Because he was too excited before, all these unreasonable things were temporarily ignored by him, but he did not forget them.

He knew it wasn't a dream, but what was it?

Harry didn't use the fireplace very much, and the temperature in the bedroom was very low at this time. He slowly touched the collar on the back of his neck, and found that a layer of ice had quickly formed on the drenched place——

It really wasn't his illusion.

What's wrong?He was sure it wouldn't be like this before, no matter how much he dangled in Snape's memory, he couldn't feel the truth, but what happened just now made him feel that he really touched the little ball of Snape Pu, so true.Harry found his heart beating faster, and a shiver of excitement began to spread through his body, but soon, the restlessness in his body subsided again.

Harry thought about it for a long time, but still couldn't figure out what was going on—he was indeed going in and out of the Pensieve, but the Pensieve was always a dead thing, so it wouldn't feel alive.

The young man lying on the ground unconsciously clenched his fists, exhausting all his strength to think about what was going on. After an unknown period of time, the room was suddenly filled with sunlight, and the light became brighter.

It was dawn, Harry sat up slowly, and then sneezed hard.

His head was dizzy, as if he had a cold.

Harry stood up dizzily, ran to the bathroom staggeringly, turned on the hot water and threw himself in, the high temperature of the water quickly drove away the chill in his already frozen body, haha Li was not greedy for the comfortable water temperature, but put on his clothes quickly.

He took out a bottle of cold potion from his potion cabinet, and after feeling puffs in his ears, Harry quickly drank another bottle of refreshing potion. His class was in the afternoon, and he didn't sleep all night last night. Need to keep up the spirit.

After thinking about it, Harry asked Kreacher to bring him another breakfast.

"Master, your complexion is very bad." Kreacher said suddenly when he was about to leave.

Harry waved his hand and said nothing, Kreacher immediately lowered his head and retreated respectfully.

Harry's mind was still preoccupied with what had just happened—

First of all, he can be sure that what he saw just now was not a hallucination—he took a bite of the soft bread, and suddenly he remembered the little boy with a yellow and thin face, wondering if he would be full—then what?This is what he couldn't figure out the most.

Rather than...

Harry hurriedly ate most of the breakfast, and there was only the last potato left on the plate. Looking at the swollen potatoes, he suddenly conjured up a veil to wrap the potatoes.

Harry stood in front of the Pensieve again, and just as he was about to fall headlong into it, Harry stopped after thinking of something, strode towards his bedside, and put it in the top wallet from the bedside table He took out a gold Galleon and put it in his pocket.

Ready, Harry entered the Pensieve for the second time today.

When he landed, Harry felt something was wrong again—maybe this time it felt quite normal compared to the previous time. He tried to choose Snape's earlier memory, but it wasn't very reliable, but this time At that time, he was quite familiar with the environment he was in now. This was King's Cross Station. At this time, he was standing between the ninth and tenth platforms. There were not many people around. Harry's first impression of them was that The clothes on the man were a bit retro, and then he realized that given Snape's age, he should be in the 70s now.

Harry suddenly realized that he was wearing a black wizard's robe—fortunately, he didn't wear a cloak, but he must be quite out of place with these people, so he should be an eyesore in the bustling station right.he thinks.

But none of these people paid attention to him.

In fact, he didn't know much about the clothes of people in this era, and he could only tell from the thickness of their clothes that it should still be September, not January.

And the big question: what about Snape?

Just as he was thinking silently, a large group of people suddenly poured into the platform and came towards him, and then he was passed through one by one by them.

Harry: "..."

It turned out that it wasn't that his clothes couldn't attract attention at all, but that they couldn't see him at all!

What about the entity?What about the lively people?What about Snape? !

Harry looked at the ticket gate between the ninth and tenth platforms, counted silently to another sixty, and finally couldn't help but pass through the middle.

Then, he saw two very familiar girls who were only eleven or twelve years old, let's put it this way, his mother, and his aunt, standing on the platform-this was another passage that he was too familiar with. No matter how familiar the memory was, he had never experienced the memory outside the station at the beginning, which also made him a little unable to judge the exact time of this memory.

Wait, did he ignore that little bit before, or not at all?

Harry rubbed his forehead with a headache. In fact, he knew the answer. In the past three years, he frequently entered and exited Snape's memory, and rummaged through the memories Snape gave him. In the beginning, this memory was indeed There is no part outside the station.

Harry forced himself to look away from his mother and aunt, in fact he knew where Snape was standing, and soon he accurately located the gloomy black-haired boy standing not far away, Harry hurried away Going forward, she shook her hand in front of the boy several times, then reached out and poked at the boy's body in disbelief.

How can it be! ?Watching his fingers penetrate the boy's body.Harry's eyes widened.

Could it be that what he experienced before was his illusion?

At this moment, Harry didn't realize that his body was trembling slightly. Now he felt as if he had been hungry for three days and suddenly found a big meal in front of him. Being hungry is nothing more than going from hell to heaven and falling back from heaven... that's all.

a little cold.Harry didn't know how he got back to his room, at least when Kreacher came to deliver lunch, he was dropped off the floor to bed by the house-elf.

"Master!" Kreacher's hoarse and deep voice became a little sharper, he realized that Harry didn't really faint, but just lost his mind, "Kreacher went to see Madam Pomfrey to see you..."

Harry slowly turned his head and glanced at Kreacher, and made a voice almost squeezed out of his throat: "Don't be so troublesome, go and get me a bottle of potion," he described the shape of the bottle with some difficulty , "There should be half of it, by the way, what time is it now..." It seems that even the power to see the time is gone.

"Noon, 12:30." Kreacher hurried out after answering, and hastily brought the potion back to the master.

He helped Harry up and made him drink the remaining half bottle of potion.

"Master, you need some lunch, Kreacher has already brought it up, what else do you want to eat..."

"No need." Harry fished out the potato in his pocket and threw it to Kreacher, "This one is cold, I'll have lunch later, you go and do your work first."

In fact, no one can help him, he needs to solve this matter by himself.

Harry half leaned against the head of the bed to calm himself down. The effect of the refreshment potion was actually not bad. His spirit was indeed good, but his body was very tired.

It was already one o'clock when Harry struggled to get out of bed, there was still half an hour to go to class, and there were only ten minutes left after lunch. Today is the fourth grade class... For the rest, we can think about it when he comes back. , anyway, tomorrow is the weekend.

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For the first time, the fourth graders discovered that their Defense Against the Dark Arts professor was running faster than them. The moment the class was dismissed, their vision blurred, and Professor Potter had disappeared from their eyes. The fourth graders Although I haven't been exposed to the Apparition Charm yet, I also know that this spell cannot be used at Hogwarts, so where is their Professor Potter?They still have a lot of questions to ask!For example, can the length of the paper not be so long!

At this time, even if Professor Porter knew the OS in the children's hearts, he would have to resign once. He is not in a good state today. Fortunately, it is not a class of grades [-] and [-], otherwise he would probably be ashamed.

His weekend starts now, and as long as he survives the next half week, the students will have a holiday. As long as he shows his face twice, all the rest of the holidays will belong to him.While counting the time, Harry efficiently began to recall the small details that happened before. He even ran back to the room and got in front of the Pensieve, but this time he didn't go in, but stood outside for a while, and then our wave Professor Te sat down on the bed and thought about where to start.

By the way, the library.

Harry, who was in a hurry to go out at this time, didn't notice at all that the sand in the hourglass in the office was slowly returning from the bottom to the upper container bit by bit, as if the thing that leaked down before didn't happen. generally.

second meeting

Harry thought he'd be disappointed, but he didn't think he'd be disappointed terribly.

When he came to the library with a feverish head, it was the peak period of library use, so before he could finish the door, Harry cast a disillusionment spell on himself.

It's not for nothing that a certain Professor Potter is so cautious. He also appeared in the library before, but in the end he ended up being blackmailed by Mrs. Pince. Let's not talk about the trivial things in his student days. Anyway, when Harry becomes a professor In the future, when he came to the library, there would be two consequences—either being surrounded or being watched. After that, even if he really wanted to go, he would choose a time when there was no one there.

Harry surreptitiously put a note on Mrs. Pince's desk when no one was paying attention. Obviously, this was not the first time he had done this—

Looking at the note that popped up suddenly, the expression of the lady who is known for her rigor did not make any waves. She just glanced at what was written on the note, then took out a quill and listed the titles of books one after another. By the way, their locations are also clearly marked.She wrote at the end of the note: "That's all I remember. D5 area in the forbidden book area should also have it, but you have to find it yourself."

Harry thanked him in a low voice, and carefully read the titles on the book list. After putting away the book list, he quickly shuttled between the bookshelves.There are more than a dozen titles written by Mrs. Pince. Although Professor Porter doesn't come to the library often, he still knows the positions of these bookshelves very well.

Soon, he collected all the books on the book list.Weighing the heavy weight in his storage bag, Harry roughly estimated the time it would take to read, and in the end he didn't plan to go to the restricted area.

It was only when he returned to the office that Harry lifted his Disillusionment spell.In the following time, Professor Porter started reading non-stop, and only stopped for 15 minutes after dinner.Because he just flipped through the books and glanced at them most of the time, the dozen or so books he brought from the library were almost finished by midnight.

Harry, who didn't find anything, came up with the idea of ​​the forbidden book area, but after spending the night in the forbidden book area, he still couldn't find any clues.

After a hasty breakfast, Harry flashed into the restricted area to continue.

There are not many introductions about the Pensieve in all the books, most of them are just a few words and then skipped, and there are only ten thousand and one kinds of introductions about the functions of the Pensieve, which is to observe other people's memories.Due to the small number of Pensieves, there are not many people in the magic world, and correspondingly there are not many studies on Pensieves.In fact, it should be said that goblins are quite confident in the gadgets they make. When they sell them to wizards, they usually give a clear introduction to this artifact. Although the Pensieve is simple and easy to use, the production process It is very complicated, so there are still no wizards who can imitate it, so wizards have very little research on the Pensieve, and so far no one has been able to dig out its second use-yes, yes, it can be used. , you don’t care why it works, just like most people who eat potatoes don’t care how potatoes are grown—and the biggest problem is... It can make people travel through time and space, who would believe it? Anyway, those who fell in didn't die and came out alive. There was no accident before Harry.

——It's a pity that the person concerned has no clue about this, and what's even more painful is that it will still fail. [Candle]

At noon, Harry had searched almost all the Hogwarts books on goblin-making utensils, but... still had no clue.

Disappointed by this, Harry managed to pull himself together in the end.The things he encountered were too bizarre. Obviously it was just a void memory, but he could touch the person in the memory in the memory, and he could also communicate with the person in the memory, and the other party could see him.He was pretty sure that his memory came in and out through the Pensieve, and even after he went in once, the memory in the Pensieve was normal when he went in again.

—Maybe it was really his hallucination?Indeed there is such a possibility.

But it is undeniable that even though he has already failed once, Harry is still a little eager to move. He is looking forward to meeting Snape, who is flesh and blood and soft, who will hug him and respond to him, whether it is a little bean or a teenager. or……

Harry fell asleep on Saturday night, but he woke up at six o'clock in the morning on Sunday. I don't know why he slept soundly. The moment he opened his eyes, someone had already No sleepiness.

Harry wasn't quite sure if it was excitement or something else, but when the light in the room gradually cleared, he turned to look at the Pensieve, contemplating entering it again—that's what he always did, no matter what. Whether he is free or not, it has become the most important thing in his life.

If he could figure out what was going on—

It's just that at this moment, Harry's brain was thinking too much, and the excessive high-speed operation made him a little dizzy, and he was a little confused about what to do even if he figured out what happened.

It should be a good thing, right?Harry thought uncertainly.

For him, to be able to see that person again, to touch that person's warm and vital body temperature, instead of the cold corpse with blood bubbling in front of him and the hideous traces of snake bites, That's already a great thing.

Even if that might not be true.Harry shook his head, making up his mind.

After Harry got dressed, he took his wallet with care. He didn't have much idea of ​​the Muggle currency Harry had 50 or [-] years ago, but the wizarding world had started to use Gallon Sickle and Nat.

Standing in front of the Pensieve, Harry put his head in front of the cotton-like silver-gray memory, thinking whether he should pull out the unnecessary memory, but unfortunately he didn't realize that he seemed to be getting too close—before he Before he could react, he had already been sucked in by the memory.

fair enough.thought Harry in the cold darkness.Wait, the time seemed to be about the same as last time, Harry poked the surrounding cold substance and yawned boredly.But this state didn't last long, the speed of the fall began to accelerate, and when he regained his energy, the speed slowed down relatively.

Harry didn't notice these small details before, the reason why he noticed this small detail... Thinking of this, Harry shuddered with excitement.

Even when he landed, the rush of heat and the feeling of groggy didn't calm him down.

But...he seems to be wearing a little more clothes.Harry wasn't quite used to the temperature in the room, but in the blink of an eye, the undershirt was completely stuck to his body due to the hot sweat that broke out quickly.

This alternation of hot and cold will definitely exacerbate the cold he had managed to suppress with medication, right?Harry thought hard.

Harry seemed to hear something when he landed on the ground, but the sound stopped when he completely stood up.

Harry looked in the direction of the sound and spotted a small motionless mass.

"Fluorescent flashes."

Then, Harry saw a little Snape staring at him with tears in his eyes.

It looks like it's about the same age as last time.

"Hi," Harry moved his feet, but didn't walk over immediately, he wasn't sure if the little Snape in front of him would remember him—

If people don't remember and he just stepped forward, maybe the situation is worse than last time.A safe distance would allow him to successfully approach Xiaotuanzi for the second time, which he already had experience with.Harry was distracted and put a Silencing Charm on the house to prevent anyone from discovering... Based on his previous experience, he was obviously not welcome by the hostess and hostess of this house.

But what he didn't expect was that after he said hello, Xiaotuanzi still looked at him motionless.

For a split second, Harry felt as if time stood still.

Until Xiaotuanzi let out a small sob.

At that moment, Harry felt a dull pain in his chest.

Because the clothes were a little too big, Xiaotuanzi raised his arm to wipe his tears clumsily, after wiping his eyes, he rubbed his eyes vigorously, sniffed his nose, and then looked at the man in front of him again. .

"Ha...Harry?" Xiaotuanzi squinted his eyes halfway, and asked uncertainly, the movement of swallowing his saliva made his originally modest voice sound like a whisper, timid and slightly pleasantly surprised , with occasional sobs, sounded a little pitiful.

He still remembers!Harry was so happy with this discovery that he almost jumped up, but in the next second, he still suppressed his desire to rush to Snape the little bean and hug the child tightly.

He thought for a while, then took out his holly wood wand and tapped it on the clothes. Soon the clothes on his body changed, the pattern remained the same, but the long sleeves became short sleeves, and the hem became shorter. Although in fact the material is still the same thick, but the short sleeves are much better.

Xiaotuanzi was watching the man's movements intently, with surprise and envy in his eyes, looking a little powerful.

"Hi, little Sif." The man who stopped the magic show slowly opened his arms, with obvious intentions.

Xiaotuanzi moved and then stopped. He had only met this magical brother once, but he knew he could help him.He stopped his father the last time—Snape was not very sure about this, Harry never appeared in front of him after that day, and he told his mother about it later, but his mother was very It is certain that he is dreaming. At the beginning, his mother was a little patient, but in the end he also realized that his mother didn't like him saying this.The child's mind is very sensitive, and he has stopped talking since then.

But he appeared again today, could it be that he was dreaming again?Xiaotuanzi blinked and blinked, still with a small face paralyzed, hesitating.

Harry smiled, looking at young Snape with encouragement.Xiaotuanzi struggled again, but finally couldn't resist the charm of magic, sniffed, and slowly jumped off the bed.His steps were not big, but he moved in front of Harry bit by bit.

Seeing him standing still, Harry actively embraced his soft body in his arms.Sure enough, it was still warm and warm.Oddly enough, Harry touched the little curls on the soft fur with his lips, his movements were very light, and he didn't disturb the little ball that was slammed into his arms by him.

"What's wrong with you?" Harry held him up to his eyes, and this action allowed him to see the red eyes clearly, "Don't cry, tell me what happened, okay?" He asked His voice was very gentle, and he successfully calmed down Xiaotuanzi.

But this kind of reassurance only lasted until little Snape spoke, "Father..." This short word made the child's voice choke again.

"Man, man, don't cry." Harry put the little ball on the crude little bed, and didn't sit on it himself—the broken single bed looked very unstable, and it seemed that as soon as he sat down, the whole bed would fall apart. The bed would fall apart.

Concerned about Snape's mother, Irene, Harry didn't dare to cast magic on the bed, but just touched it a little, and confirmed that there should be no major problems, and sat in the space between the bed and the wall.In fact, Snape's room was very small, and the space was only slightly better than his cupboard at the Dursleys' house, but the environment was worse, stuffy and hot, with no ventilation at all, and there were a lot of messy things around. , the dusty look is quite depressing, and there is a danger of falling down at any time. This kind of environment makes him, who has lived in a cupboard for many years, a little uncomfortable. One can imagine what will happen to the young Snape. what kind of impact.

——Don't think about it, your mother doesn't welcome you.

"Is this your room?" Harry asked quietly.

Xiaotuanzi nodded slightly, it didn't look obvious, he looked at Harry a little nervously, as if waiting for his evaluation.

"The place I used to live in was smaller and shorter than here." Harry gestured, "You're still so small, it's enough to live here." In fact, from the outside, Snape's house looks a little Not small, but I don’t know why his parents arranged him to live in such a room, “When you grow up, your parents will change you to a bigger room.”

"Hmm." As if moved by Harry's words, Xiaotuanzi didn't have much expression, but he also had some expectations.

The two talked for a while, usually it was Harry who was talking and Little Douding was listening, but the child's expression was unprecedentedly focused, and he seemed to have a good impression of Harry. It started once.

As Harry was talking, he suddenly found his stomach protesting, making helpless rumbling noises.Xiaotuanzi was stunned when he heard the sound. He quickly looked at Harry's stomach and said seriously, "It's ringing."

Harry nodded and said honestly, "I didn't have breakfast, uh...are you hungry?"

Xiaotuanzi was startled, his little face tensed, and then slowly shook his head, but soon, his stomach also betrayed him.

Harry wanted to laugh, but seeing the faint blush on Xiaotuanzi's pale face, he stroked Xiaotuanzi's head comfortingly, and said softly: "It's okay. I'm here.

He brought money this time, even if he couldn't use Diagon Alley in the Muggle world, but Xiaodouding is so small, can he apparate?Harry looked at the thin and small three heads and thought silently.

"Do you want to go out with me? I'll take you to a place called Diagon Alley, which belongs to the magic world." He was afraid that Xiaotuanzi wouldn't understand, so he gestured with his hand again, "There are a lot of magic things there... "

He was a little uneasy because they had only met twice.

——He won't be regarded as a human trafficker who kidnaps children, right?

Little Tuanzi didn't move. Harry reached out his hand and touched his little head. Seeing that there was no resistance, he patted him again, and then said, "Then you wait here for me. I'll be back later."

He conjured up a candle and lit it, and said worriedly: "If your mother comes to knock on the door later, remember to blow out the candle before going out."