Study Days at Hogwarts

  Chapter 353 Apartment Twelve Tulip Street

   Somewhere on the northern **** of a hill in Scotland, there is a house that no one knows. It was the home of Selah Harrisis, the famous and eccentric wizard who not many people knew lived here.

   Today, Selah Harrisis rarely welcomed a guest. An old man with a white beard walked towards this side with light steps. He stopped at the door and raised his hand to knock on the wooden door.

   After a while, the wooden door was opened from the inside.

   "I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long, Sierra!" The visitor greeted the host here.

   "You are always on time like that." Harrisis said with a smile: "However, last time you didn't go to the party, many people were disappointed."

   "Nicole has something to do." Dumbledore said vaguely, "I can't get away for a while, hello Mr. Anderson."

   "Good morning, Professor Dumbledore." Albert nodded slightly to the old man who appeared in the entrance, "Is Mr. Nicole Flamel really still alive?"

   "Yes. However, we'd better not discuss it here." Dumbledore winked at Albert and said, "He's in some trouble now."

   "Okay, I know what you're worried about. My invasion spell didn't detect anyone else around. Of course, if you're worried, you can use my emergency passage!" Harrises understood Dumbledore's concerns.

   After all, the other party is a mysterious person, so there is nothing wrong with being careful.

   "Emergency passage?" Dumbledore raised his eyebrows slightly.

   "You must know each other, come with me." Harrises took them to a room where the sundries were stored, and there was a cabinet here.

   "The disappearing cabinet?" Albert asked.

   "Yes, the Vanishing Cabinet."

   "I didn't expect you to have such an old antique here." Dumbledore stretched out his hand to caress the disappearing cabinet, and asked sideways, "Speaking of which, is this thing still usable?"

   "Of course, I just checked it not long ago." Harrisis was a little dissatisfied with Dumbledore's questioning.

   "This thing was very popular when the mysterious people were rampant last time. Let's start from another place." Harrises motioned for Albert to invite first.

  Albert stepped into the cabinet. After the cabinet was closed again, he felt a sense of emptiness in his body, as if descending in an elevator, and the cabinet quickly reopened.

   After walking out, Albert found himself in a dusty room. The air in this ghost place was terrible, and there was a Gublai fairy fire on the wall to provide light.

   Not long after, Dumbledore and Harrichs also came out of the disappearing cabinet.

   "I dare say you haven't taken care of this place for a long time." Dumbledore said, looking around.

   "It's true that it hasn't been used for a long time." Harrisis said with a smile: "We are going underground now, and we can apparate directly from here."

   "Mr. Anderson, please hold my hand." Dumbledore said to Albert next to him, Harrises also extended his hand, and the three grabbed together.

  The next moment, the three of them disappeared.

   After Albert got rid of the discomfort caused by Apparition, the surrounding air became fresher, and they appeared in an alley in a city.

   "Sir, is this really all right?" Albert could feel that Dumbledore was using the Disillusionment Charm on himself, and the icy coolness quickly spread from the top of his head to his whole body.

"What."

  Dumbledore didn't react for a while.

   "I can't use magic outside the school." Albert reminded helplessly, "I don't want to receive a warning letter from the Ministry of Magic at all."

   "Haha, you're right, the guys from the Ministry of Magic are always very unreliable." Harrises obviously doesn't like dealing with the guys from the Ministry of Magic.

   "Don't worry, they know you will be with me today." Dumbledore blinked and said, "Also, there are always some loopholes in things like laws, and you usually have to restrain and abide by them yourself."

   Albert sneered, but stopped talking.

  There are indeed loopholes in the law, but how many of those loopholes are prepared for themselves by those who make the law. The saying "state officials are allowed to set fires, but people are not allowed to light lamps" will never become outdated no matter where it is.

"follow me!"

  Dumbledore motioned for the two to follow. He led Albert across the street and into a busy apartment nearby. When passing the corner of the stairs on the third floor, Dumbledore stopped at the corner, raised his hand and knocked rhythmically on the wall, as if knocking on the door.

   After waiting for a few seconds, Dumbledore led the two of them directly through the wall, and they appeared in an endless corridor.

   "Welcome to Apartment 12, Tulip Street." Dumbledore said softly.

  When Dumbledore mentioned the apartment at No. 12, Tulip Street, a red wooden door appeared out of thin air in front of Albert.

   "Is this the effect of the Fidelity Curse?" Albert had such an experience for the first time, and it felt amazing. At that moment, Dumbledore's words should have leaked to them.

   "You actually know this spell." Dumbledore motioned him to follow.

  After the doorbell rang, the wooden door opened from the inside, and an old and thin old man appeared at the door, smiling at the three of them.

   "Albus, you're here."

  The old man's eyes quickly moved away from Dumbledore and fell on Albert, showing a kind smile.

   "There is no one watching on the other side, so it should be considered safe for the time being." Dumbledore said softly after entering the room, "However, you should be careful yourself."

   "Albus, are you sure you don't want to stay for a cup of black tea?" Perenal asked from the kitchen.

   "No, I have other things to do." Dumbledore politely refused.

   "Are you Sera Harrisis?" Perenal said, "We haven't seen each other for a long time."

   "About twelve years or so." Harrises said, "I heard that you have encountered some troubles."

   "Yeah, an innocent disaster." Perenal looked at Albert and said, "I think this is the magical Mr. Anderson, right!"

"magic?"

   Albert suddenly didn't know what to say.

   "Yes, a very talented child." Harrisis said with a smile, "Of course, he is also quite amazing."

   "Sit down, kid, don't be too restrained." Nicole said, "What do you want to drink?"

   "Black tea, thank you."

   "What about you? Serra." Nico asked again.

"Same."

   "I remember you prefer pumpkin juice."

  “Everyone will change, and so will their interests.”

  The old man waved his wand and made them two cups of black tea.

   "I saw the shadow of young Dumbledore in you." Perenal sent two snacks, "When we met him, he had just graduated from school and was full of talent."

  (end of this chapter)