Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 505: Looking for a while

The train stopped at the station on the outskirts of Berlin, the capital of Germany, for supplies. Serra and Albert ended their long trip around Europe early with their suitcases under the bewildered and puzzled eyes of the flight attendants.

"Mr. Harrisis."

The flight attendant hurried forward to stop the two who were about to leave, and reminded kindly, "This is Berlin, Germany, and your destination has not yet arrived."

"I know this is Germany," said Serra, "but we're going to get off here early."

The two walked forward under the stupefied gaze of the flight attendant.

Before leaving, Albert vaguely heard the voice of the flight attendant coming from behind, probably something like "What a waste of Galleon".

If the ticket is only bought in Germany, it is estimated that half of the Galleons are not used.

However, Albert doesn't feel bad about spending his own money.

Sera leads Albert into an old-looking grocery store next to the station.

It's dingy and cramped, and it reminds Albert of the Leaky Cauldron.

An old woman with hunched waist sat at the counter of the grocery store. When the other party heard the doorbell, she raised her head and looked towards the door, and suddenly gave them a very strange smile.

"Long time no see, Harris, what brought you here."

“I just dropped by to visit an old friend,” Sera said with a smile.

"Does that include my old woman?"

"Of course, Adeline."

"You're still as bad at lying as ever." The old woman giggled.

"We need to borrow a transfer door to go to Vedbeth Village." Sera stated her purpose for coming here.

This is still some distance from the village of Wildbeth they are going to, unlike Diagon Alley, which is behind the Leaky Cauldron, which can be accessed directly by opening a door in the backyard of the bar.

Transfer door.

From the name, you can probably guess what the thing is for.

It was really worth the trip, I saw a lot of interesting things along the way.

Sure enough, the world is full of wonders.

Albert soon saw the so-called transfer door, an old stone door built into the wall that looked like a relief stone door that had been left here for decoration.

"Keep up!"

Sierra raised her feet and stepped forward, with a posture of hitting the wall with Albert.

The next moment, the two went straight through the stone gate.

This scene is a bit like pushing luggage past that stone wall at King's Cross Nine, only with a different effect.

Albert felt like he was thrown into a washing machine and dizzy as he walked through the transfer door, which he still wasn't used to.

At least, it's much more comfortable to use the vanishing cabinet than this.

The two walked out of the stone gate one after the other, and no one on the street paid attention to their appearance.

"Don't ask me, I don't know."

Sera seemed to know what Albert wanted to say, and was the first to stop him.

"The transfer door is an ancient technology left by wizards long ago. Now it has been completely lost. I think its principle may be similar to the vanishing cabinet. I don't know much about other things."

"The transfer door is a bit outdated, but it's also worth looking into." Albert was so intrigued by the door that even Sera saw it.

“Traveling with the Floo network is obviously more convenient,” he said with a smile.

While speaking, the two walked across the stone-paved street and came to a park with a fountain. Albert even saw several children playing around by the fountain.

"Welcome to Wildbeth," Serra said with a smile. "A little bit of a surprise?"

"It's a little bit, it gives me a completely different feeling from a wizarding town in the UK." Albert looked up and looked around.

The town of Wildbeth directly subverted his perception of a wizarding town.

"That's because the town of Wildbeth is still young," Serra explained with a smile. "It used to be rebuilt."

"Rebuild"

"The Muggle war spread to this town." Serra explained to Albert as they walked. "A lot of the houses were blown up and had to be rebuilt. Then they renovated the town. Once again, this is no longer the old town of Wildbeth."

Oh, it was an airstrike!

It's not incomprehensible if you think about it carefully.

After all, this is on the fringes of Berlin, bombing is normal, and the town is bigger than expected.

Thanks to the wizards of various countries who are very good at hiding, a large area can be carved out as a wizard's village on the edge of the capital Berlin.

Albert believes that the German Ministry of Magic must have spent a great deal of time and effort in successfully hiding the village.

Wizards do have no-mark stretching spells that can expand space, but the essence of no-mark stretching spells is only to expand the original space, and most magic will gradually fail over time, and it is difficult to maintain for a long time.

"It's certainly more spacious and prosperous than Diagon Alley and Hogsmeade." Even Serra has to admit.

"If the Ministry of Magic is willing to spend a lot of time with Garen to repair Hogsmeade, the village will not be too bad," said Albert.

"Unfortunately, that's impossible."

“There are two wizarding towns in Germany that are not Muggle-inhabited.” Serra introduced Albert, “the other is in the Black Forest in the south, similar to Hogsmeade, old and unwilling. If you take care of it, you will become like that, and so will people."

"Indeed."

"There is a commercial street over there that sells things." Sera pointed to the lively east side of the town and said, "However, now is not the time for you to go shopping, we need to visit my old man first. friend."

Speaking, the old man took Albert into a remote alley~IndoMTL.com~ and finally stopped in front of a house that looked a little old, raised his hand and slammed the wooden door lightly.

There is a sound of footsteps in the room, and the door is opened from the inside.

"Sierra, I didn't expect you to come to Germany."

It was also an old man who opened the door. Compared with Sera who was wearing a formal suit, he was a little sloppy. Maybe it verified what he said just now.

"Your grandson?" The old man's eyes quickly fell on the young Albert, and he asked curiously: "It's still an apprentice, he looks very good."

"Not the grandson, Jonas." After giving the old man a simple hug, Sierra pointed to Albert and introduced, "This is Albert, and I think you know who he is."

"Oh my God, who is it? He's even smaller than I expected." Jonas looked up and down Albert, took a step back, gave way to the door, raised his hand and invited: "Come in!"

"This is Jonas, my old friend." Serra introduced Albert. "If you need something special, you can buy it from him."

"Hello, Mr. Jonas," Albert said in French.

"Oh my God, you speak French so well, so much better than that grandson of mine." Jonas looked at Albert in surprise, not expecting a string of fluent words to come out of his mouth. French.

"Mark, come over here." Jonas called in German upstairs, which was soon followed by footsteps coming downstairs.

"Grandpa, what's the matter." The young man hurried downstairs.

Sierra glanced at Albert and felt a little grinning, he knew what Jonas meant, but the old friend had clearly misunderstood something.

The old man did not intend to correct this small mistake, he believed that Albert could solve it himself.