"Would you like to have a simple meal outside together?" Mrs. Carmichael actively invited.
Joel didn't plan to go back to the orphanage tonight. Anyway, no one cared about him now, so he simply accepted the Carmichael couple's favor. He thanked the couple and then followed Eddie into a silver Ford sedan.
.
Mrs. Carmichael drove the vehicle, while Mr. Carmichael was responsible for communicating with Eddie Joel.
"I heard about the set of teaching aids you made, which is really a great feat especially for your age," Mr. Carmichael sighed. "We didn't have these tutoring books when we were in school. Everything was
You have to explore on your own.”
"It was Joel who came up with the idea," Eddie said excitedly. "He has a lot of money-making ideas in his head."
"You brat, you think about money all the time." Mr. Carmichael rubbed Eddie's head affectionately.
After having a simple meal outside, Joel declined the Carmichael couple's invitation to stay overnight. He carried his luggage and owl cage to Charing Cross Road and found the Leaky Cauldron.
It was dark and humid here, and many wizards gathered at one table to drink and chat. The man at the bar was wiping his wine glass in an extremely casual manner.
"Hello, are there any free rooms here?" Joel stepped forward and asked politely.
The man - Tom, the owner of the Leaky Cauldron, put down his glass and took out a key from under the bar, "2 galleons a night, a deposit of 10 cecos. The deposit will be returned after checking out and checking that the items in the room are in good condition. Breakfast is free.
of."
Joel took out the money from his pocket and lined up at the bar. After learning the room number, he took the key and walked upstairs. As the wooden stairs creaked, he arrived at the second floor of the bar.
In Room No. 11, Joel checked the room number, opened the door with the key in his hand and walked in.
There was a dusty smell that hit my face, as if no one had cleaned this place for a long time. The room was not big. Joel estimated it to be about fifteen square meters. There was only one bed, a fireplace, a window and
A mirror.
It looked very simple, but it was within the acceptable range of Joel. He put the suitcase next to the bed, then opened the owl cage and let Poppy, who had been holding it in for a day, go out for some air.
He opened his wallet and counted his remaining assets. Including the dividend from the Ministry of Magic last month, he still had a little more than 110 Galleons on hand, which was about 500 pounds. The purchasing power of 500 pounds in 1991 was roughly equivalent to that of later generations.
More than a thousand pounds, which is undoubtedly a huge amount of money for an 11-year-old child.
Coupled with the monthly dividends, he can definitely stay in the Leaky Cauldron for a holiday.
Tomorrow Joel planned to follow his memory and visit the orphanage where he had stayed before. He also had a bunch of birth data and identity information stored there.
Joel lay undressed on the bed, the soft pillows aroused his fatigue from a long day's journey, and he fell into a deep sleep.
He was woken up by Bobby early the next morning. He stepped on Joel's quilt and stared at Joel with a dead mouse in his mouth.
"Merlin..." Joel covered his eyes and sighed, "I've warned you many times not to bring dead mice into my room!" he shouted loudly.
Bobby could guess from Joel's expression and volume that he was blaming himself.
He flapped his wings aggrievedly twice and flew to the window sill. If you don't want to eat, you won't eat. Why are you yelling so loudly?
It covered its body with its wings and began to feast on the dead mouse. I really couldn't understand why such a delicious food like mice was not popular with humans.
Bobby's little head was full of doubts.
Joel got out of bed. The bathroom in the Leaky Cauldron was shared. After washing up and changing clothes, he went downstairs. Some residents were already sitting on chairs enjoying breakfast. They didn't talk to each other, but just looked at the magazines in their hands.
and newspapers.
Seeing him coming downstairs, Tom handed him a breakfast from the bar. Several residents' eyes lingered on Joel's jeans, which was tantamount to a strange outfit for a wizard.
Breakfast is toast, scrambled eggs, some mushrooms and a glass of milk. The taste is much worse than what the house elves make at Hogwarts. Joel has been living in this food-poor country for nearly a year and has gradually become familiar with it.
Bland food here.
He moved quickly, first ate the burnt pancake, and then drank half of the milk in the cup. The milk rushed down the throat and rushed the rough pieces of pancake into his stomach. He felt that his esophagus was stretched so hard that he was in a hurry.
Swallowed the scrambled eggs on the plate.
After breakfast, Joel said goodbye to Tom, left the Leaky Cauldron, and embarked on a journey to find the orphanage.
It is worth mentioning that since Joel's soul passed through this body, the remaining memories in his mind have gradually become blurred. These memories that do not belong to Joel are being erased bit by bit. When the last touch
After the memory disappears, the original owner of the body truly disappears from this world.
He was the only one left who had borrowed his body.
This topic was too heavy. Joel shook his head and stopped thinking about it. He jumped off the bus. The tall buildings around him were all the same. The orphanage was hidden somewhere.
He now only remembered the general location of the orphanage and the name of the director, but he completely forgot the name of the orphanage and the surrounding landmarks.
Fortunately, there was a mouth under his nose, so he couldn't be bothered by just asking for directions.
After twisting left and right, he finally arrived at noon in front of the orphanage where the original owner of the body lived in the previous years.
Raising his head and looking at the door number of the orphanage, Joel had a thousand curse words in his mind and didn't know whether to say them or not.
Wu's Orphanage.
This orphanage is famous, and Voldemort and Tom Riddle grew up here. The shadow of his childhood and the abnormal combination of his parents created his twisted and cruel character.
There were no guards at the entrance of the orphanage, so Joel easily walked through the door and entered the main building.
As he walked in the dark corridor, two thin and similar-aged children passed by. They looked at Joel timidly and fearfully. One of them opened his mouth to speak, but the partner next to him elbowed him hard.
one time.
The three of them passed each other, and then Joel heard the two of them whispering, their voices so low that he couldn't hear clearly.
He frowned slightly, and it seemed that the original owner of the body had not lived a peaceful life in the orphanage these years.
After passing several rooms, Joel could see with his peripheral vision that although the rooms inside were small and shabby, they were clean and tidy and seemed to be well managed.
The dean's office was at the end of the corridor. Joel reached for the door and heard an old voice coming from inside: "Please come in."
Joel opened the door and saw a gray-haired old man sitting behind the desk and raised her head. She had a kind face and a strong spirit, and was working on a document on the table.
"Long time no see Joel," she stood up and poured a glass of water for Joel, "how were you at that boarding school?"