London, 1 Diagon Alley, Broken Cauldron Bar.

This is a long history and popular wizard bar.

It was established even about two centuries earlier than the implementation of the International Wizards' Joint Secretariat Act, so at the beginning, no guests, such as Muggles, Wizards, Goblins, and Mother Yasha... are their guests.

Since the British government re-planned the Chalin Cross in the early 19th century, the bar, which would have been razed to the ground in the design, has completely disappeared from the records of the non-magical world. With the efforts of dozens of wizards, they successfully modified the planning of the entire street through a large number of forgetting spells and various complex hidden spells.

Although this bar was originally founded by Ms. Daisy Dodridge, after several twists and turns, the Broken Cauldron Bar has long become a fixed asset of the Aibo family, one of the "Twenty-Eight Pure Blood Family". (Note 1, click to expand)

The current bar owner is Hannah Aibo's uncle, Tom Aibo.

With the hot sale of "Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue" and "New Singing Against the Tent" in the magic world, the entire Burning Cauldron Bar has gradually undergone some subtle changes in terms of decoration style and internal layout.

For example...

The entire scattered tavern is now covered with photos taken by Hannah in "New Singing Against the Talent", whether it is eating, playing unicorns, or even doing homework. The style in the bar also eliminates the dirty and narrowness before, and is decorated to be almost tidy and comfortable as the guest room area on the second floor.

The bar area, seating area, round table for multiple people...

Wherever guests may gather in the Broken Cauldron Tavern, Old Tom will enthusiastically put up one or two of his niece's photos and articles in the issue of "New Singing Against Talent" and "Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue".

What made Hannah feel even more ashamed. Since last Christmas, her positioning in the Burnt Cauldron Bar has changed from a simple little transparent temporary waiter to a character similar to a star maid.

Whenever I have time, my family will tirelessly point to the photos on the wall of the tavern to introduce them to the guests. This is the cutest little angel of their old Aibo family. Whenever I eat, I will let Hanna stand in the middle of the tavern, recite the "tips of tongue" articles she published, and stimulate the sales of the tavern...

Fortunately, such a day is finally over.

"Uncle Tom, today Elena, Luna, and Professor Dumbledore will come. Please, take down all the photos on the wall for the time being. This is really embarrassing. After I leave, you can arrange whatever you want..."

Hannah Abbot bit his lip and whispered to Old Tom's sleeve in the backstage of the bar.

Tom, who was directing the wand to clean the glass, smiled and patted Hannah's head with pride.

"My little Hannah will be a big star in the future. You have to adapt to such occasions in advance. Besides, if I remember correctly, weren't these photos taken by you and your friends? What's wrong with me?"

"But, but..."

Hannah looked at the door through the bar a little crampedly, and nervously tried to think about the reason.

You know, Hannah has never been very good at using her brain to find reasons.

If she is not facing an uncle, but a random strange wizard with a frivolous hand, she doesn't have to worry about it. She directly strengthens the first level and a serious straight punch according to the response method taught by Elena. If the other party is a non-human, then she can consider directly strengthening the triple level and trying to solve the problem within one blow.

In the past month, there have been almost no more drunkards and troubles in the Broken Cauldron Bar.

"Okay, don't be nervous, this is your home! My uncle will help you cheer up again!"

Tom Abbot glanced at the hesitant little Hannah, grinned, raised his right hand and snapped his fingers gently.

Bang!

Accompanied by the tavern owner's movement, a loud crackling sound exploded over the tavern.

"People, stop and listen to me!"

The guests who were chatting and drinking subconsciously stopped talking and looked at the bar owner Tom, who was standing behind the bar counter with almost naked hair and looking like a walnut, didn't know what was going on.

"Our little angel of the Aibo family, Hannah Aibo, a first-year student in Hogwarts, oh, now it's the second grade. At the invitation of Professor Dumbledore, we are about to go to the England national team to participate in a one-month summer trial-"

As he said, Tom Abbot's face seemed to bloom, pushing Hannah in front of him.

The entire scattered cauldron bar suddenly became silent.

"Ahem, so..."

The bar owner raised his chest hard and said loudly, "To celebrate such a happy event, I announce that I would like to invite everyone present to have a free drink! For Quidditch, for Hogwarts, for magic!"

"Man, are you stupid? That's the England national team."

After a moment of froze, Dedalo Digo laughed and shook his head, clapping his palms.

"Although I admit that little Hannah is indeed excellent, you are a little too much of a joke. Of course, since you said that, I won't save you the free glass of wine - six portions of forget-you water, a glass of sherry!"

"This is no joke, Di Ge! Hannah is much better than you think. Drink your bar!"

Old Tom raised his chin slightly and shook his fingers smugly.

The next moment, a glass of prepared "Wangyou Sherry" floated to Di Ge's hand.

"Okay, you pay, you have the final say..."

Dedalo Digo shrugged and raised his glass.

"Anyway, thanks to England's Quidditch tomorrow star - Hannah Abbo! For magic!"

"Thanks to the little angel of the strange power of the Broken Cauldron Bar!"

"Thanks Miss Abbot! Oh, Tom, you think my nephew..."

"Go on the side! Don't hit my Hannah! She's only twelve years old!"

"Hey, I'll just mention it..."

Hannah looked at the bar that was suddenly excited with a headache, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

As a child who grew up here, she knew very well what the result would be after her uncle said the whole audience was exempted from the order... These adults who were brainless as long as they were drunk...

Sure enough, the chairs in the entire tavern sounded clangingly.

The wizards sitting in the bar of the charcoal cheered happily, celebrating Hannah in various ways, trying to trick some free drinks from Old Tom to drink.

In such a hot atmosphere, many wizards who were joking changed their pen and paper and came to Hannah to ask her to help sign an autograph or write a few blessings to collect it, waiting for her to become the savior star of the British national team.

Something more outrageous is that some people have even begun to suggest whether Old Tom should open a prize display cabinet in the Broken Cauldron Bar to place Hannah's subsequent certificates of honor, medals, and Quidditch's World Cup Champions League. Looking at her uncle's slightly moved expression, Hannah began to worry about whether she would have all these when she came back next semester.

At this moment, the door of the bar was suddenly pushed open.

One big, two small and three figures appeared in the bar. As soon as they entered the door, their loud voices suddenly stopped. Everyone turned their heads and looked at the old wizard who appeared at the door, smiled slightly restrainedly, and said hello.

Albus Dumbledore, Principal Hogwarts, is recognized as the greatest wizard in the magic world today.

According to common sense, this old wizard rarely appears in Diagon Alley, let alone come to this narrow and noisy tavern - this is why most wizards did not believe Old Tom's words before.

only……

"Professor Dumbledore, you are..."

A middle-aged witch asked quietly carefully.

"Oh, it seems that I'm not at the right time. Don't worry, I'll leave soon."

Dumbledore looked around the tavern that was silent for a moment, blinked helplessly, and looked at Hannah Abbo, who was surrounded by the crowd, and smiled slightly.

"Miss Abbot, I think it's time for us to set off. Although today is not a training day, it will take a lot of time to report to the English Quidditch national team as soon as possible to understand the training arrangements and residence environment in the future. By the way, your luggage should be packed, right?"

"It's packed! It's all packed last night!"

Seeing Dumbledore, Elena and Luna, Hanna breathed a sigh of relief.

As she spoke, she quickly came out of the crowd and ran to the bar counter of the Broken Cauldron and pushed out the suitcase that my uncle and mother had prepared for her in advance. At the top of the suitcase, there was a well-maintained flying broom. A shiny silver star was imprinted on the top of the broom, which looked particularly conspicuous.

"Wait, this, this is that... so, it's all true?"

Dedalo Digg swallowed with some difficulty, his eyes swam between Dumbledore and Hannah swam between Old Tom.

This is the first time in so many days that guests at the bar have seen this legendary flying broom.

According to legend, only after completing a reasonable fall record on the Hogwarts Quidditch Stadium can there be a story about a silver star being branded on the broom handle. Over the past few days, Old Tom has used this point to brag about it from time to time.

Originally, everyone did not believe in this story at all.

After all, bragging, drinking and telling jokes is the norm in the tavern, but with the sudden appearance of Albus Dumbledore, this matter began to fall from illusory boast about reality.

However, before the wizards in the tavern came to their senses, Hannah's figure had already disappeared from the back door of the Broken Cauldron Tavern with Dumbledore. With her, the two girls who followed Dumbledore into the tavern together.

"Quidich's trial is real. But the falls and something... should be fake..."

Looking at the big and three small figures disappearing into the passage leading to the Diagon Alley, a middle-aged wizard shook his head with a smile.

"Didn't you notice just now? The broom on the back of the silver-haired girl was covered with silver stars. If a person was to mark a star, wouldn't the little girl behind Dumbledore knocked down the entire Hogwarts Quidditch team once when she was in school last year?"

"Ha, how is that possible? Do you think it's the Dark King flying on the broom to play Quidditch?"

Another middle-aged witch took a big sip of beer and responded with a burp.

"Tom, give me another pint of flame whiskey. As you promised before, this order is free! Quidditch tomorrow star Hannah, the Quidditch star of the Aibo family, hope she can bring good luck to Scotland and get the World Cup back!"

"Come on, drink, drink!"

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