"Not many, but basically only ancient and wealthy pure-blood wizard families have them. You know the kitchen in Hogwarts, where house elves are cooking."
"Oh - Ron's family also has one?" Harry became interested.
"The Weasley family is indeed an ancient pureblood, but they are not rich. Of course, it has something to do with the fact that they are very nice people and do not want to enslave house elves." When the content did not involve Dobby's master, it spoke fluently.
"Then there must be one in the Malfoy family!" Harry blurted out without thinking.
"Uh - yes." Dobby scratched his head. He didn't want to continue this topic. "In fact, your friends - the great Shafiq family also have them."
"Ivy's house too? I didn't see it. The one who prepared the food was either Ivey or the two ladies."
"There is something different about that lady. She guards Shafiq's ancestral home, not on the Muggle side."
"No wonder I haven't heard from Ivy" satisfied his curiosity, and Harry was not prepared to let Dobby stay any longer. After all, Vernon didn't know when Vernon would come up.
"Here" Harry handed him a piece of cake "Thank you for coming to tell me this today"
"Is this - for Dobby?" Dobby looked at the cake handed over by Harry and asked uncertainly.
"certainly"
"Woo--I didn't expect that the great and kind Harry Potter would be so kind to Dobby! Woo--" it started to cry again, and wiped the snot from its nose with the pillowcase on its chest.
"Stop crying——! You should leave first, otherwise my uncle won't know how to explain it when he comes." Harry really couldn't bear it.
"If something new happens, Dobby will come again."
Dobby held the cake in both hands and disappeared with an expression on his face as if he was going back to offer it.
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The days are calm again
Ivey repeats boring training every day, and the benefits of a strong body are very obvious. Just halfway through the vacation, he has learned a magic that he has been dreaming about for a long time. However, he still needs to practice more to make it easier for him as soon as possible.
In order to give full play to his physical advantages, Ivey also used his connections to find a good fight club and learn how to fight.
Betty can't be idle either. Ivy is determined to win the magic, and her mission is very important. She is now learning a very crucial magic. It is not a forbidden spell, but it is more difficult. Plus Ivy, a bitch, comes here from time to time.
Harassing her caused the progress to be very slow.
However, neither of them is as busy as Eileen and Wendy. Eileen now clocks in on time every day, and Wendy has become her assistant at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies.
With Wendy's strength, it was more than enough to work as an Auror in the Ministry of Magic. In terms of combat, she was still above Irene. But Wendy disliked the Ministry of Magic. In her words, "There are only Aurors in the Ministry of Magic now."
What’s left is a bunch of stinky fish and rotten shrimps.”
As for the Philosopher's Stone, Ivey has already given it to them to study. Otherwise, do you think Irene can be so active at work——
On the last day of August, Ivy and Harry made an appointment to go to Diagon Alley to buy textbooks for the new semester.
"Go on your own. The research on the Magic Stone is at a critical stage. We must hurry up and make the beauty-preserving potion." Irene abandoned the two of them again.
Ivy and Betty are growing up so fast that they no longer need to be around.
Watching the two parents see off, Ivy and Betty looked at each other.
"The time is coming, let's go." Ivy grabbed a handful of Floo powder.
"To Diagon Alley?" Betty asked
"Um"
Ivey sprinkled Floo powder into the fireplace, and a large green flame suddenly burst out in the furnace. The two looked at each other and got in. With a "bang", the flame went out, and the figure disappeared into the house.
Gringotts Diagon Alley
On the back of Gringotts is a row of public fireplaces. Green flames are constantly rising from the fireplaces, and then figures emerge. Generally, wizards who use floo powder to travel will choose their node here.
As the green light flashed, Ivy and Betty walked out of the fireplace. They looked at the fireplace that was still flashing behind them.
"With so many people, is this fireplace enough? We're not afraid of traffic jams," Ivey complained.
"This is just a public fireplace, there are many private ones," Betty continued.
The two of them walked around to the main entrance of Gringotts.
"There are so many people coming to Diagon Alley today." There is an endless stream of wizards coming and going on the street.
"Definitely - the Hogwarts pre-order list has only been released for a few days, and everyone will basically come to purchase during this time. And I just heard someone chatting that a celebrity is signing books at Flourish and Blotts."
"Celebrity? - Haha" Hearing this, Ivey sneered.
"Do you know who it is?"
"I know, Gilderoy Lockhart." When talking about this person, Ivy couldn't bring out any interest.
"Oh ~ that writer?"
"hold head high"
"I heard he is very powerful. He has fought many dangerous magical creatures."
"It's just bragging, it's just that his literary talent is better."
Walking into the hall chatting
"It looks like they haven't arrived yet." Betty looked around. "Do we want to withdraw money first?"
Ivey didn't reply and handed her a small bag directly, "Don't open it, put it in and feel it."
Betty did as she was told, "So much~"
The space inside the bag has expanded slightly. It is filled to the brim with thousands of gold galleons.
"I took out a sack last time. Except for purchasing a lot of materials when refining the bone quenching potion, I basically didn't use it much."
"There's no need to withdraw money, so what are we doing now? Waiting? It's so noisy here."
Gringotts is indeed noisy, the abacus is crackling. Not only Gringotts, there is no place in Diagon Alley that is not noisy.
It's really boring to wait around, why not go to the Leaky Cauldron for a drink or two. Ivey thought to himself, suddenly thinking of a place, his eyes lit up.
"Why don't you go for a walk in Knockturn Alley?"
"That place is full of dragons and snakes, what's there to see?" Betty was not interested.
"Oh - let's see it, in case it comes in handy later - take a walk."
He pulled Betty towards a corner. Knockturn Alley is at the innermost part of Diagon Alley. This place is dark and small, but there are many people and it's quite lively. But most of them don't look like good people.
These people were all gathered in small groups, some leaning against the wall, squatting in corners, and others sitting on the steps. The eyes hidden behind their long unkempt hair scanned the passing crowds back and forth. There was a sense of smell in the air.
The sour smell is like not taking a shower for many days.
“It’s refreshing to visit this place once in a while”
Frankly speaking, Knockturn Alley has a more dark and magical style.
The alley itself is narrow, and the sun cannot shine in. There is only one path, which is damp and covered with moss. The wooden buildings on both sides are in dilapidated condition, and groups of crows stand on the eaves and watch the passing people.
Most of the shops in the alley have no doors. The dilapidated door frames are equipped with strange-shaped weather vanes. The windows on both sides are filled with shrunken human heads, huge black spiders, withered human hands, poisonous candles, etc. At a glance, you can tell that more than one violation of
Items prohibited by wizarding regulations.
"Yes, even the taste is very fresh." Betty covered her nose with disgust on her face.
The two of them were wandering aimlessly on the street. They had outstanding temperament and appearance, and their clothes were clean and refreshing, which made them extremely eye-catching in this environment.
The people around them who didn't know whether they were wizards or not were staring at them playfully, but no one took any action. They have been in this kind of market place for many years, so they have kept a close eye on them. I have seen many situations like this when rich young men go out to play.
It's hard to say whether it's a tiger or a fat sheep.
But when there are too many people, there will always be those who don’t open their eyes.
Just when Ivey and the others were stepping up the steps to enter a magic shop called Borgin-Bock, a black shadow rushed up from behind. Ivey's enhanced five senses were comparable to the blessing of the "Super Sense Curse", and his head was numb.
No reply, just a cold snort, - bang! The black shadow hit a wall of air.
He turned around, and in front of him was a huge, strong man, one size smaller than Hagrid, with unkempt hair and a face that could not be seen clearly. He found Ivy turning around and grinning, revealing yellow buck teeth.
Ivey also smiled at him, raised his arm, and fired an energy bomb that knocked him flying several meters and fell to the ground.
"Shafiq!"
"It's actually the Shafiq family!"
"I see!"----
The group of people who were originally eyeing this group of people lost all interest. They couldn't afford to offend the Shafiq family, no matter before or now.
The guy who fell to the ground stood up. His chest was slightly dented after taking an energy bomb from Ivey. His expression was very angry, but his eyes were very dull. Perhaps after some ideological struggle, he looked at the two of them hatefully.
, and finally chose to turn around and flee.
"Sure enough, people without brains can't survive here at all" Ivey thought to himself. This strong man looks like he has well-developed limbs, but his mind is not simple at all.
"What do you want to see? Just hurry up, okay?" Betty urged, looking at him who was a little dazed.
"Don't worry, just watch and leave."
The two pushed the door open and entered
"Welcome, I wonder what you two need?" A haggard, zombie-like old man walked out of the inner room.
"My name is Avi Shafiq. I don't know what the boss calls me." His family's name is quite useful.
There was a trace of surprise on the old guy's face, but he quickly put on a smile. "What an incredible guest~ Mr. Shafiq is here in person! You can call me Bo Jin, I don't know why you are here -"
"This is a magic shop, what else can I do here?"
"Sorry, I'm stupid. But you are really open-minded. To be honest, people have a lot of misunderstandings about my store. All I have here are genuine magic items."
"Mr. Bojin, do you have any good recommendations? Price is not an issue."
"Of course! What I give you must be the best!"
After saying that, Bo Jin returned to the inner room. After a while, he came out carrying a lot of things.
"Mr. Shafiq, I am honored to introduce to you - The Hand of Glorious"
Mr. Borgin picked up a glass case. Inside was a withered human hand on a mat.
"Mr. Shafiq, as long as you put a candle in that hand, the candlelight will only illuminate the person holding that hand. This is the perfect partner for thieves and robbers."
"Mr. Borgin, I'm not short of money."
"Oh - I'm so sorry!" He quickly put down the box and took out a pendant box. Inside lay a beautiful opal necklace with a card attached. It read: Warning: Do not touch! - Being laid off
Curse - Nineteen Muggles have died for possessing this object so far.
"Mr. Shafiq, this is a sharp weapon that can kill the enemy without a single blow. If you see someone who is unhappy, you can give this thing to him to ensure that he will not live for more than a year."