Chapter 175 Accidental Magic

Felix inquired, "Potter, are you here for shopping for your school supplies?"

Harry looked a little shaky as he said vaguely, " erm, I'm currently living in Diagon Alley ... in room eleven of the Leaky Cauldron ..."

He couldn't say that he had blown up his Aunt Marge, and had no place to stay, so he's staying in the Leaky Cauldron with Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge's help?

Felix, somewhat curious about Harry's demeanor, so asked tentatively, "Just by yourself?"

There are certainly quite a few tenants in the Leaky Cauldron Bar, but it is quite obvious, for Harry to understand what the professor meant, "Yeah, just me." He quickly added, trying to divert his attention, "I'm quite comfortable on my own, shopping, eating, and going to Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour to do my homework ... By the way, there's Dobby to keep company with me."

Felix also revealed a smile, "If I remember correctly, he should be working at the Leaky Cauldron bar, right?"

When he noticed that Professor Hap didn't pursue further, Harry let out a long sigh of relief in his heart, and he responded enthusiastically, "Yes, Dobby is working at the Leaky Cauldron, he woke me up in the morning for the past two days, but he should be busy serving the customers in the bar at this time."

As the two walked and chatted, Harry introduced more about the slightly odd house elf.

"Dobby sent me a birthday present and a greeting card! He said on it that he earned it, and I've always wondered where he works at -- the letter didn't mention it, but it turned out to be the Leaky Cauldron --" He snapped back to his senses and turned his head to look at Felix in surprise. "Professor, how did you know that?"

Felix said briefly, "Dobby and I are sorts of friends, and he mentioned it in conversation."

Harry nodded, and then Felix asked him: "So, you saw me while you were window-shopping? That's quite a coincidence, another second later I might have left."

Harry explained, "Actually, I saw your Patronus - the silver rainbird, Hermione mentioned it to me. I thought there seemed to be some resemblance at the time, so I waited in the store next to it for a while."

"Did you? A keen observation," Felix replied somewhat carelessly, his attention focused entirely on Harry himself. From a moment ago till now, he had been feeling something wrong with Harry somehow.

He did not move and switched the perspective, in the black and white world, the magic on Harry's body kept jumping around and looked unusually active.

"Professor?"

Harry felt a twinge of discomfort as he felt his gaze, Professor Hap is looking at him with scrutinizing eyes.

"Potter," Felix said softly, " The whole thing must have affected you a lot ..."

Harry froze in place as he stammered, "You, you know all about it?" A cold chill ran through him, and he explained in a panic: "I didn't mean to do it, it was Aunt Marge who insulted my parents first, and I just got angry!"

The professor wouldn't have a bad impression of him, right? He just bought the ancient runes textbook yesterday.

"No, you misunderstand, Potter."

The two walked through the wall, then left Diagon Alley, and arrived at the Leaky Cauldron bar. A little past the counter, Felix heard a shrill greeting, "Dear Mr. Hap, Dobby didn't expect to see you and Mr. Potter at the same time, what a day to celebrate!"

The eyes of the others in the bar looked over, they murmured noisily.

Felix calmly looked over in return, his voice lowered before he looked over at the elf, "Dobby, it's been a long time."

Dobby's eyes widened, and he wiped the corners of his eyes with a dirty rag, "Oh~ Mr. Hap remembers Dobby, it's so touching ..."

"Dobby, please arrange a seat for us, Potter and I have something to talk about." Felix looked at him softly.

"Dobby understands, both gentlemen, please follow me."

The elf took them to a relatively secluded seat, served food and drinks, and respectfully left the table.

Harry looked at Felix with a slightly bewildered expression, after he had taken the Knight Bus and been caught by Minister Fudge in front of the bar, the two of them sat in this seat to have a conversation.

Felix did not rush to speak, he pondered how to start a conversation.

Harry stared at the doorpost to his right, where a wanted notice hung, a picture he became very familiar with after two days at the Leaky Cauldron.

"Potter--"

Professor Hap's words brought his sense back to his body and he listened quietly.

"I heard you like dueling course?"

"That's right, Professor." Harry said, "I think it's a great class, and I can learn a lot. Only thing is that we can only get to the class once every two weeks, and some spells are pretty hard."

"By now, I'm not even proficient in the Shield Charm ..."

Felix nodded, "So, do you need some private instruction for a while, Potter? I personally would be happy to oblige."

Harry froze directly, he really did not expect to encounter such a good thing, so good that he could not believe it a bit.

He felt that since he had blown up his aunt, all the acquaintances he met had become strange, Dobby greeted the bar guests skilfully, the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, turned a blind eye to his violations, and now, even Professor Hap had offered to train him?

"Of course I do, but why?" He asked cautiously.

"Potter, to be open and honest, your current state is fascinating - your magic is in a very active state, like a constant dancing and burning flame from my point of view."

"All in all, I think it's worth studying."

Felix decided to tell Harry straight up, and there is nothing to hide about the whole thing - except that he wanted to study Potter, which sounded a bit strange.

But put another way, he is concerned about the young wizard who is in a peculiar state, is not much better?

Harry gulped at the words, "I don't quite understand what you mean."

"Harry, if I am correct, you should have experienced an accidental magic burst recently a few days ago, right?"

"An accidental magic ... burst?"

"You should have heard Similar terms, uncontrolled magic, magic awakening, Underage magic... Many people see it as a sign of magic awakening for a child with magic, but in fact, magic remains throughout all our lives. There are just times when, because of violent mood swings, little wizards display all sorts of magical powers."

Harry listened quietly as his memory returned to a few days ago. Aunt Marge, who kept dogs in the countryside, had come to visit, a rather rude and cynical woman, these two words could not describe a tenth of her character.

Every time s she came, it became a nightmare for Harry.

But in order to get a signature on Hogsmeade's permission form, he put up with her for a whole week, allowing her to verbally humiliate him. The last day she stayed as a guest, she got drunk, mouthed off, and insulted his father and mother so much that it blew his mind.

He didn't have a wand in his hand, but he is a wizard. By the time he came back to his senses, Aunt Marge had swelled like a balloon, like the giant pumpkin Hagrid had grown in the garden last year, but one with tiny, ugly eyes.

He ran away from home in anger, never intending to return to 4 Privet Drive, and waited until he had calmed down before he began to fear that he would be expelled or even imprisoned in Azkaban, in the company of a group of dark wizards.

He even thought of wandering the world, drifting through life to escape the Ministry of Magic, but he needed to fetch some money first. But things always go beyond his expectations - one foot to the door of the Leaky Cauldron bar, the next foot got caught by the Minister of Magic.

Fortunately, Fudge not only did not hold him responsible for anything but also offered him a room at the Leaky Cauldron Bar, telling him to stay in Diagon Alley until the start of the school year and that he must not return to the Muggle world privately.

What reason did he have to refuse?

...

Professor Hap's voice seemed to come from far away, "But this basically occurs during childhood, and by the time the young wizards enrol in school, it mostly won't happen. So, Potter, your case is very rare."

Harry looked up and said in a relieved tone, "I agree, Professor Hap. When do we start?"

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