Hogwarts Study Panel

Chapter 277: Knockdown Alley (3k)

Things seemed to be different from what he had imagined.

Snape gave Quirrell a long look, then silently left Diagon Alley.

Words can be embellished and concealed; believing anyone's one-sided account is no different from being a fool.

The mysterious man's former henchmen are either imprisoned or in hiding, and now it is often the foolish, accidental individuals who play a role.

And Quirrell... ha... only a fool would believe him.

Sheen left Diagon Alley at the same time, and Professor Terra slightly raised her hand, and a book that Abigail always carried with her flew into Sheen's hand.

The above is a simple and easy-to-understand introduction to the Empty Symbol.

“I need to remind you, child, that caution is the only rule that the wizard Vargadu learned in the world behind the veil.”

Professor Terra spoke slowly.

“I understand, Professor.”

Sheehan nodded, and as he turned to the side, he saw Professor Quirrell staring blankly at a spot.

Since Voldemort's fall from power, Death Eaters have become the most despised group among wizards, bearing this identity...

Quirrell noticed that the sky was already turning a dusky yellow.

As the sun sets over Diagon Alley, rats scurry through the dark sewers in the distance.

Quirrell felt lost and helpless. He was looked down upon as a child and longed to prove himself as a wizard, but he is still a disgusting figure to this day.

Because of a choice he would regret for the rest of his life, he went down the wrong path. At this moment, the surging crowd was like a boundless ocean at dusk, and he was setting sail, on an unfamiliar and distant journey.

"Professor, let's not dwell on the past anymore."

Sheen’s voice came from the crowd, and when Quirrell turned around, the Fairy Tale Shop was already empty.

……

Although Sheen was eager to test the function of the Void Rune immediately, he had to go to Diagon Alley to buy the "Lockhart" book the next day, so he temporarily put the plan aside and instead summarized the function of the Void Rune.

The Empty Talisman can guide a wizard into the world behind the veil of death.

This world can help wizards master their own soul transformation; it is very likely that there is more than one type of animal transformation, and wizards with advanced soul transformation skills can master almost all transformations.

The following is speculation: The world behind the veil of death possesses a certain degree of precognitive ability and the capacity to pull out "wandering" souls.

These abilities seem outlandish, yet they have a basis in the magical world. Foresight, that is, Trelawney's ancestors and herself, allowed them to foresee the future through dreams, tarot cards, or crystal balls.

This brings up the role of dreams in prophecy. Even Harry dreamed that Nagini attacked Mr. Weasley, which seems to indicate that there is indeed a special relationship between prophecy and dreams.

As for the ability to pull out "wandering" souls, this reminded Sheen of a Deathly Hallows artifact—the Resurrection Stone.

It can pull out the soul, but such a soul is sad and indifferent, as if there is a veil between them.

In this process of reflection and organization, Hogwarts Castle had fallen into slumber.

The cold wind howled atop the tower, bringing a chill even on summer nights. Amidst the sound of the wind lashing against the windows, the shopping day began.

In Diagon Alley, Sheen browsed the dazzling array of shop windows. A young wizard stared longingly at the complete Chadli Cannon uniforms displayed in the window of a Quidditch boutique, while Sheen glanced at them and went without hesitation to a shop next door to buy ink and parchment.

He met Hermione here.

"Sheen!"

Hermione seemed very surprised; they hadn't seen each other for a month.

For the young wizard, this period of time felt like a year.

"Long time no see, Hermione."

Sheen replied.

Hermione ran over quickly, her fluffy brown hair flying behind her.

"Did you see the book list? We want to buy Gilderoy Lockhart's books!"

Hermione said,
"The new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher must be one of his admirers."
But his books are really expensive…maybe they're worth the price.”

As the two were talking, the doorbell rang, and it was Justin with a gentle smile.

"Long time no see, Sheehan, Hermione."

After the group gathered together, they waited for the time to meet at the entrance of Gringotts, not only because it was the most conspicuous place, but also to collect some Galleons.

At that moment, Ron rushed over, not even greeting the two people beside Sheen, and went straight to Sheen asking:

"Sheehan, have you seen Harry? He mispronounced Diagon Alley's name and got separated from us!"

"Separated?"

Hermione frowned. She was used to Harry and Ron being unreliable, but she never expected them to be this unreliable... After all, Diagon Alley is right next to Knockturn Alley.

"Hopefully he only missed one furnace door..."

Ron appeared very nervous.

"A furnace door?"

This was the first time Sheen had heard this claim.

"Oh! Of course, even if you mispronounce the name, the Floo Fan Network will connect you to the nearest place—"

Ron quickly explained, but he soon put on a long face again.

"The only way to get to a furnace door from here is Knockover Alley..."

His face showed a mixture of fear and excitement, as if at Sheehan's command everyone would rush into Knockturn Alley to find Harry.

Although this was the first time Sheen had heard this explanation, it made sense when he thought about it; he'd only mispronounced it slightly. A wizard couldn't possibly transmit it from one end of the ocean to the other, could he? "Don't worry, I'll go check."

Finally, Sheen answered.

In fact, Harry should have been rescued by Hagrid, but now that she knew, Sheen decided to go and see.

His Disillusionment Charm has reached the "Expert" level, making it difficult for any wizard to detect him.

However, it's best not to get discovered... After all, a place where magic can be used recklessly... is somewhat dangerous...

Sheen left amidst a sea of ​​eager gazes. Although the people in Hope Hut wanted to follow him, they wouldn't rashly go after him since he hadn't said so.

Sheen walked into a path, and before him lay a dirty alley, lined with what appeared to be shops selling dark magic.

Sheen saw a shop not far away with the name "Bogin Burke" on it, which seemed to be the largest. Across the street, a shop window displayed some shrunken human heads in a sinister manner.

Across two storefronts, a large cage was swarming with enormous black spiders. In a dark doorway, two ragged wizards were whispering amongst themselves, seemingly observing something.

So Sheen naturally found Harry, who was being whispered about by them.

Just then, an old witch approached Harry with ill intent, holding a dish that looked exactly like a whole set of dead man's fingernails, revealing moss-covered teeth:
"Are you lost, darling?"

The witch said it was disgusting and disturbing.

Harry was already terrified when suddenly a pair of hands pulled him behind him, revealing a tall, slender figure as if an invisibility cloak had been removed.

As soon as he appeared, the two stone statues around him came to life and surrounded the witch.

I don't think so.

Sheen held his wand in her hand, and the witch was already stammering.

"Okay, okay, darling."

Harry stared blankly at Sheehan, then the young wizard pulled him quickly outside.

"Let's go, Harry. Are you planning to spend the night here?"

Sheen saw Harry, who was stunned, and the atmosphere eased a little.

"Oh--"

Harry blushed and quickly followed Sheen.

The wizards were filled with ill intentions along the way, until Sheen silently and effortlessly split a rat in the hands of a dark wizard, which frightened them.

Sheen didn't say anything, but Harry was on tenterhooks, thinking that Sheen was a little angry—that the other party was even joking in anger.

In reality, Sheen was reflecting on himself; his dark magic had been unknowingly revealed the moment he encountered a crisis.

This is not good news, because it proves that wizards can react to stress in critical situations. When stressed, they will naturally resist and harm others, at which point black magic will almost be used at will.

If you can't even control ordinary dark magic, then how can you talk about the Unforgivable Curse?
Mastering magic is easy, but mastering a wizard's instincts is difficult.

Even Harry, consumed by hatred, would use the Cruciatus Curse on Bellatrix...

Sheehan reminded himself that he needed to maintain the utmost caution toward dark magic, an attitude that wizards must have when facing mysterious, profound, and vast magic.

More than one professor had told him this.

On the way, they bumped into Hagrid. Hagrid seemed to have witnessed what had just happened. He gave Sheehan a thumbs-up and then said in a loud voice:

“Stop wandering around Knockturn Alley, Harry, even with Sheehan here. You don’t know—it’s not a good place. Okay, let’s get going, don’t let anyone see you here—”

"how about you?"

Harry was physically safe, but his mind seemed a little confused.

“Oh, oh, I’m looking for a medicine to get rid of carnivorous slugs,” Hagrid said gruffly. “They’re ruining all the cabbages at school.”

"How could a carnivorous slug eat cabbage?"

Harry said in a low voice.

Hagrid pushed him straight into Knockout Alley.

In contrast, Hagrid was more relaxed with Sheehan, and he said cautiously:
"Shh—Sheen, you know what I'm here to buy—"

Sheen nodded to Hagrid, who did sometimes come to buy food and other necessities for magical creatures.

Once you exit Flip-Flop Alley, the sunlight immediately bathes the street in its glow.

Harry said cautiously:
"Sorry, Sheen, I've gotten myself into trouble again."

"It's okay, Harry."

As Sheen spoke, Ron and the others came running up from the crowded street, overjoyed.

"Harry! Thank goodness you're alright! Where did you go? Knockturn Alley?"

Ron said.

"Yes."

Harry answered.

"awesome!"

Fred and George, appearing out of nowhere, started shouting together.

As soon as they appeared, Harry, whose eyes were a little red, saw Mrs. Weasley rushing towards them, with the Weasley family beside her.

　This is a leave request—Lu had an emergency at home and had to rush home in the middle of the night.

　　Therefore, I'm taking half a day off. I'll update five chapters throughout the afternoon and evening.
　　I'm so sorry, I already owe you ten chapters. I promise I'll update a lot more later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)