Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue

"The terminal, London-Padington station, when you arrive, please get off the buses one by one."

The shaking train finally stopped, and the train crew rang the bell to remind the passengers that they had arrived at their destination.

Elena looked at "Where is the magical animal" in her hand, and closed it gently, twisting some stiff neck, and raised her head to look out the window.

The night has completely covered the whole of London. London at the end of the twentieth century is not as brightly lit as the afterlife. Pedestrians in dark coats hurried down the dim street lights.

"So, the next step is to go to Diagon Alley through the passage of the broken cauldron bar ... Well, yes, how is the broken cauldron bar coming?"

Sat alone on the bench at the train station holding two books, the smile on Elena's face gradually disappeared.

Although her first memory was from the streets of London, in fact, she was picked up by the benevolent Benitez after a few hours without wandering.

Therefore, for this huge city, Elena can be said to be completely strange, not to mention that 99% will not plot the specific location of the broken cauldron on the Muggle map.

Elena realized for the first time that the magic world's concealment ability was too strong without a guide.

Just two spells, the non-markable spell and the Muggle expulsion spell, are enough to hide any magic channel in any city in a low-intensity search state.

"It seems that I can only find a way to go to the Ministry of Magic for help ..."

The train station under the night is definitely not a place suitable for a little girl to stay for a long time. The warm hall and comfortable benches will soon attract many wandering people who wander in the city.

If the original description is correct, Elena remembers that the guest entrance of the British Ministry of Magic was an abandoned red telephone booth near the British Ministry of Defense where the Muggle Deportation Curse was cast. Dial the number 62442 (" MAGIC ").

According to the operator's prompt, the issued pass will be dropped out of the coin slot and the phone booth will be lowered to the ground to reach the main hall on the eighth floor of the Ministry of Magic.

As a mixed-race girl, [Muggle Banishment] will not have any effect on Elena, the only problem is that the original novel does not describe the location of this abandoned red telephone box in too much detail. She is not sure. How big is the so-called "nearby" interval?

"In short, let's go and see first."

Elena soon made up her mind and was about to get up and leave the train station.

After all, after entering the Ministry of Magic, Elena can use the power of Jin Jialong to reach Diagon Alley smoothly.

Cuckoo ~

At this time, there was a strange owl cry in the air.

Immediately afterwards, Elena felt a small furry object crash into her arms from the air, and rubbed on her to please.

"Reserve grain? Why are you here?"

Elena held her hands in front of the little owl and asked curiously, in her impression, it should stay in Benitez ’s orphanage right now.

Gu ~

The little owl stood on Elena's knee, spread her wings excitedly and fluttered twice, and Elena noticed that it also carried a thick envelope under her feet.

【Pay attention to safety, keep in touch every day. If I do not receive a reply before dinner tomorrow, I will inform the Mr. Burberry, the elf who provided the meal. -Benitez]

In addition, an additional two thousand pounds was attached to the envelope, as well as a few blank stationery and a small pencil.

"It's a troublesome uncle to report the schedule every day. I don't understand anything." Elena complained in a low voice, her corner slightly bent, and carefully folded the envelope in her arms.

The problems she is facing now cannot be solved by the pound.

Wait, besides going to the Ministry of Magic for help, there seems to be a way?

Silver-haired Little Loli's eyes fell on the reserve grain on her knees. At this time, the little owl was flapping its wings excitedly for its first long-distance mailing success. Speaking of it, how did it find itself accurately over such a long distance of?

Elena's eyes lit up, and she picked up the reserve grain and kissed happily, looking at the little owl in the palm of her hand.

"Reserve grain, I really love you!"

Goo? ⊙ ▽ ⊙!

In Elena's view, in addition to being able to deliver letters and making the meat more delicious, the owl of the magic world also has a large number of derivative uses that can be developed.

In fact, as an important link between the magic world and the real world, the owl in charge of the postman's status can be regarded as a magical animal in a broad sense-although it does not possess magic power, it can perceive magic power and enter part A region hidden by magic.

As long as there is no shaman deliberately hiding or disturbing, the owl can always deliver the letter to the recipient accurately. Therefore, it is clear that the owl as a postman can recognize, or more accurately, lock the coordinates of a specific natural person within a certain range.

Another practical problem that can be caused by this is that, in a sense, the owl in the magic world can exist as a wayfinding wizard or even a searcher.

After all, you only need to write a letter, and then follow the owl, it has a high probability to help you find the target. Especially when the target is at a fixed coordinate, such as Hogwarts, and another example-broken cauldron.

Holding a small reserve grain, Elena crossed one ordinary street after another, passing through a bookstore, record store, burger specialty store, movie theater, and finally stopped in front of a large bookstore and a record store on the other side. There was a dirty small bar in between, and people who rushed by did not even look at it, as if they could not see at all.

"Storing grains is hard, cough, this letter does not need to be sent."

Looking at the little owl holding a piece of paper in her arms, fluttering her wings with excitement and trying to fly into the bar, Elena smiled slightly and ripped the piece of paper out of her beak, which read: [London -Broken Cauldron Bar-Tom Abbott (TomAbbott)].

Elena can remember the name of the owner of the broken cauldron bar, thanks to so many writers who wrote Harry Potter fanfiction in the past life, and tirelessly mentioning it again and again (in fact, the number of words copied in the book) Hannah Ai Bo this character, so that she specifically searched for information about [Hannah of the iron], only to know such an unpopular little news. (Click here for more details)

Otherwise, her last resort is to let the reserve grain take Jin Jialong to find the goblin's goblin Garyvex to help lead the way, but this way, it will definitely cause uncontrollable impact on the subsequent plans.

Shook her head, Elena did not hesitate anymore, pushed open the door of the cauldron bar, and walked straight in.

Contrary to the appearance of the quiet and quiet scene, the bar is extremely crowded and noisy. Obviously for wizards who have been busy for a day, it is quite a pleasure to sit down and have a drink. The dark, dirty little room was hot and smoky, and a bar owner, Tom Aibo, who had bare hair and looked like deflated walnuts, was trying to greet the guests.

No one noticed that a little girl came in the door ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Elena was just as happy as she walked directly through the bar to the small patio surrounded by walls. There is nothing but a trash can and some weeds.

Silver-haired little Lori raised her head and counted carefully, "Starting from the wall tiles above the trash can, count up three pieces-count two pieces further horizontally-it should be almost there."

At first, she was a little worried about whether there was any problem with this original counting method, but from the moment she raised her head, she knew that within the area, there was obviously a wall tile that was more worn than the surrounding. It's a lot taller, and seems to be touched and touched often.

"one two Three……"

Elena put the two books in her hands under her feet, tipped her toes, and lay on her body on the wall. She stretched out her hand and tapped lightly on the brick three times. Then she ran down and watched nervously. wall.

At the next moment, the brick she knocked suddenly shook and began to move. A small hole appeared in the middle of the hole. The hole became larger and larger. A wide archway appeared in a short time, leading to a meandering, looking The endless cobblestoned streets.

"Hoo, finally here. The most important goal of the New Year is to be tall."

Elena breathed a sigh of relief, her face showing a delighted expression. She picked up the book with her left hand, and pressed the reserve grain on her shoulder with her right hand under the neckline, leaving only a small head exposed and hurried in. Run away.

"I hope Gu Ling Ge is open 24 hours a day ..."

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Mengmengda Elena, please encourage everyone to recommend the recommendation of feeding, the recent collection and recommendation have been very bad, 嘤 嘤 嘤 ~~

If you vote for the recommendation, you can lend you small reserve grain!

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