Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 353: 12 Tulip Street Apartments

On the northern slopes of some Scottish hills, there is a house in an unknown place. It was the home of Sierra Harris, and not many people knew that the famous and eccentric sorcerer lived here.

Today, Sierra Harris had a rare 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 slam the wooden door.

A moment later, the wooden door is opened from the inside.

"Hope I didn't keep you waiting too long, Sera!" the visitor greeted the host here.

"You're always on time," Harris said with a smile. "However, last time you didn't go to the party, a lot of people were disappointed."

"There's something going on with Nico." Dumbledore said vaguely, "I can't get away for now, hello Mr. Anderson."

"Good morning, Professor Dumbledore." Albert nodded slightly to greet the old man who appeared in the hallway, "Is Mr. Nicole LeMay really alive?"

"Yes. But we'd better not discuss it here." Dumbledore winked at Albert. "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 channel!" Harrisis understood Dumbledore's concerns .

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

"Emergency passage?" Dumbledore raised his eyebrows slightly.

"You must know, come with me." Harrisis took them to a room where there was a clutter, and there was a cabinet.

"The Vanishing Cabinet?" Albert asked.

"Yes, the vanishing cabinet."

"I didn't expect that you still have such an antique here." Dumbledore reached out and stroked the vanishing cabinet, and asked sideways, "By the way, is this thing still usable?"

"Of course, I just checked not long ago." Harrisis questioned Dumbledore a little displeased.

"This thing was very popular last time when the mysterious man was rampant, let's start from another place." Harrisis led Albert to invite him first.

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

After going out, Albert found himself in a dusty room with terrible air in this ghost place, with a guble fairy fire on the walls providing light.

Not long after, Dumbledore and Harrisis also came out of the vanishing cabinet one after another.

"I'm sure you haven't looked after this place in a long time," Dumbledore said, looking around.

"It really hasn't been used for a long time." Harris said with a smile, "We're underground now, just Apparate directly from here."

"Mr. Anderson, please grab my hand." Dumbledore said to Albert who was next to him. Harrisis also stretched out his hand, and the three grabbed together.

The next moment, the three disappeared.

After Albert shakes off the discomfort of Apparition, the air around him becomes fresher, and they appear in an alley in a city.

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

"What."

Dumbledore didn't respond for a moment.

"I can't use magic outside of school," Albert reminded helplessly. "I don't want any more warning letters from the Ministry of Magic."

"Haha, you're right, the corpses at the Ministry of Magic are always very unreliable." Harrisis obviously didn't like dealing with the guys at the Ministry of Magic.

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

Albert sneered, but stopped talking.

There are loopholes in the law, but how many of those loopholes are prepared for themselves by the people who made the law. The phrase "allow state officials to set fires, but not people to light lights" will not be outdated anywhere.

"Follow me!"

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

After waiting for a few seconds, Dumbledore took the two directly through the wall, and they appeared in a corridor with no end in sight.

"Welcome to Twelve Tulip Street Apartments," Dumbledore said softly.

A red wooden door appeared out of thin air in front of Albert when Dumbledore spoke about the apartment at 12 Tulip Street.

"Is this the effect of the Brave Loyalty Charm?" It was the first time Albert had such an experience, and it felt amazing. At that moment, Dumbledore should have leaked the secret to them when he said that.

"You know the spell, too." Dumbledore motioned for him to follow.

After the doorbell was rang, the wooden door opened from the inside~IndoMTL.com~ An elderly emaciated old man appeared at the door, smiling at the three of them.

"Albus, you are here."

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

"No one is watching on the other side. 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 won't stay for a cup of black tea?" Perenal asked from the kitchen.

"No, I have other business." Dumbledore declined politely.

"You're Sierra Harris?" Perenal said. "It's been a long time since we've seen you."

"About twelve years or so," Harris said. "I hear you're having some trouble."

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

"Magic?"

Albert suddenly didn't know what to say.

"Yes, a very talented kid," Harris said with a smile. "Of course, he's pretty amazing too."

"Sit down, boy, don't be too restrained," Nicole said. "What would you like to drink?"

"Black tea, thank you."

"What about you? Sierra." Nicole asked again.

"Same."

"I remember you prefer pumpkin juice."

“Everyone can change, and so do their interests.”

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

"I see the shadow of young Dumbledore in you." Perenal delivered two snacks, "When we met him, he had just graduated from school and was very talented. "