Chapter 19 Preparations Before School Starts (Revised, Typos Have Been Corrected)

I hurried back to the Leaky Cauldron, and before finishing my serving of gill juice, Harry's reply arrived. The letter was very brief, just a few words: Hagrid and I were on our way to the Leaky Cauldron.

Now, Alan can eat with more peace of mind. He ordered some snacks, and because he knew that Hagrid was coming, Alan ordered a lot of extra portions.

He asked Tom for a more conventional drink, pumpkin juice, which was pumpkin, green apple, and almonds smashed into juice; cinnamon and pumpkin pie spice were poured into pumpkin puree and stirred until the spice Completely blend in the juice, add water and continue to stir. It tastes better than the raw gills juice that Luna Lovegood likes in memory that I tried just now.

"Alan, I'm here!" Harry waved excitedly at Alan. Beside him stood a hulking giant, his face almost completely hidden by long unkempt hair and a thick, tangled beard, but you could still see his black beetle-like eyes gleaming beneath the hair.

The two of them were carrying packages of various sizes and shapes, and Harry was holding a sleeping snowy owl in his arms.

Fortunately, there are almost no Muggle-born freshmen coming to the Leaky Cauldron now, otherwise such a huge giant must be very eye-catching.

"Alan, this is Rubeus Hagrid, the key keeper and gamekeeper of Hogwarts." Harry cheerfully introduced Hagrid to his friend. "Hagrid, this is Alan Harris, one of my best friends." It could be seen that Harry became much more lively when he met a familiar person in a strange environment.

"Nice to meet you, Hagrid." Allen held out his hand like an adult.

Hagrid blinked, put the things on the table, rubbed his hand on his oversized moleskin coat, and carefully held Alan's entire hand, "Nice to meet you, Alan Len."

Bar owner Tom brought up the meal that Alan had just ordered, and Alan ordered a glass of fish-flavored green beer that his father had drunk for Hagrid. With the delicious food, the atmosphere is really different. The three of them ate to their heart's content. After a busy day, everyone was hungry.

"Ellen, everyone thinks I'm special," Harry put down his fork and let go of the burden in his heart. "The people in the Leaky Cauldron, Professor Quirrell, and Mr. Ollivander, but I don't know anything about magic. They How can I be expected to achieve great things? I'm famous, but I don't even remember what made me famous. On the night of - sorry - I mean, the night my parents died, I didn't even know What happened."

Before Ellen could speak, Hagrid patted Harry's head, his disheveled beard and the expression under his eyebrows looked a little guilty: "Don't think about these things, Harry. You will learn soon. Hogwarts, most people start from scratch. You're going to do really well. Brace yourselves. You're going to have a great time at Hogwarts, like I -- let's be honest -- It was and is a pleasure."

"Harry, most of the students who live in wizarding families don't know much more than you. Believe me, you will be very good." Allen nodded, agreeing with Hagrid's words, and then winked at Harry , "I think almost everyone can't remember what happened when they were babies..."

"But you come from a wizarding family. You are so good and you can learn everything very quickly. Compared with you, I am really terrible." Harry was not comforted. Think about it, if all the little wizards are Allen With such an existence, he would definitely be the last one, and then the school might think it was a mistake and let him drop out.

Alan looked at Harry's frown as he spoke, and comforted him: "With the snowy owl Hagrid gave you, you can write to me often this holiday, and I will tell you what magic you want to know. Everything in the world tells you, and you can also preview your homework in advance. In fact, many Muggle-born wizards usually perform better than some purebloods when they start school.

Especially in academics, because they usually preview the textbooks in advance, and the advantage of pure blood is that there are only a few families that preserve the family inheritance, otherwise it is just more knowledgeable. If you want, my father asked me to invite you to my house before school starts, and then we can go to school together. "

Allen's strategy of changing the subject was very successful, and Harry really cheered up, "That's great, then I can leave my uncle's house earlier!"

After enjoying the food, Hagrid, who seemed a little embarrassed to be invited by the child, expressed that he would escort Harry back, while Alan continued to wait for his family at the Leaky Cauldron. Harry seemed a lot more relaxed when he said goodbye.

After finally waiting for the family with big and small bags, Alan and the others returned home and sorted out their belongings. Allen returned to the bedroom with his belongings, and now he has enough private time to check the mission rewards.

The magic ball of Fowles, the goddess of luck, rests quietly in the system storage space, exuding warm fluorescence. With it, Allen will gain a great defensive advantage in the face of negative magic effects such as curses.

There is also the alchemy experience of the ancient alchemist Jiebo. A thick stack of parchment was neatly stacked in a storage space, and Allen summoned the top one, which was filled with the vicissitudes of history.

After flipping through a few pages, the seemingly concise text contains not simple content, including the principles and methods, spells, and list of required materials for making magic and wonders. Allen let go of Jiebo's experience, "This is definitely not something that can be studied and understood casually, not to mention the principle, it takes a lot of time and luck to obtain those strange medicinal materials such as arborescens and alder wood."

Looking at the potion for increasing magical potential again, Allen thought of Getler Grindelwald, Albus Dumbledore, and the Mysterious Man, whose magic power is obviously much more powerful than ordinary wizards—the school will start soon Yes, the imminent thing is to strengthen the practice of "Occlumency". Not only that, but also to take this bottle of potion. Only in this way can I ensure that my origin will never be known.

Thinking of this, Allen dug out the Encyclopedia of Spells and pondered carefully.

Occlumency is a magical art that resists external spiritual infiltration. It can seal the brain to resist magical invasion and influence. The opposite magic is Legilimency. People who are proficient in Occlumency are called Occlumency Masters. They can not only resist the attack of Legilimency, but also make the casters of Legilimency believe that the illusion they see in their minds is their real thoughts, so as to achieve deception opponent's purpose.

Allen knew that Severus Snape, the Potions professor at Hogwarts, was an extremely accomplished Occlumency because he was able to get under the nose of You-Know-Who—if that socket counts a nose— Acting as a spy among the Death Eaters, You-Know-Who was a skilled Legilimimist, and had good reason to doubt Snape's loyalty.

Dumbledore himself is proficient in Occlumency, and he could have taught Harry if he wanted to. However, Harry has only learned some basic theories, but has made little progress in resisting the exploration of Legilimency.

But even if it works, it is estimated that the connection between Harry and the You-Know-Who will invalidate Occlumency, because Voldemort was rebounded by the ancient protection spell cast by Harry's mother Lily at the cost of her life, and it was created by Voldemort himself. When the Killing Curse was hit, it unconsciously transferred part of the soul to Harry, making Harry a special Horcrux, and the connection between them directly acted on the soul.