Chapter 1300 ? Rapper Severus Snape

South Kensington in the Kensington-Chelsea area in the west of central London, this area is mainly composed of the commercial area around South Kensington Station of the London Underground, the cultural and educational area around Exhibition Road, and the surrounding parks and residential areas . It is a royal municipality under the jurisdiction of Greater London, England, and is part of Inner London. Since Kensington Palace, where the British royal family lives, is located in this municipality, the official administrative area name is specially added with " "Royal" as a distinction. Imperial College of Technology and the British Museum of Natural History are located in South Kensington. The wealthiest residents in London live here, and it is a well-known rich area in London. The housing prices and prices here are one of the most expensive areas in the world.

Getting off the subway, Harry let out a long breath. The subway trip just now was finally passed without any danger.

The crazy girl is quite obedient, she and herself and Allen are dressed normally, even though Ms. Gray was cast by Allen to make the Muggles look at her, she would not think it was a ghost, even if she was seen by the Muggles from the pit just now Passing through the railing, under the effect of the spell, it only made the Muggle feel dazzled, but the key point was that Harry was not just a ghost beside him.

The boy who survived the catastrophe couldn't bear to look at the Potions professor next to him. He anxiously looked at Alan who was dressed as an ordinary Muggle boy. He felt that Snape would definitely take revenge after returning this time—even though The outfit on him now is actually what Allen told him in secret words to let him do it.

At this time, Snape was wearing a dark green baseball cap on his head, covering his greasy black hair that was braided into dirty braids. He was wearing an exaggerated bright green fur coat, and his legs He was wearing dark green wide-leg pants, with a few thumb-thick gold chains around his neck, and a huge dollar sign $ letter on it as a symbol to replace Slytherin's initials.

The strange eyes of those Muggles on them just now made Harry worry about it at all times, especially when some African-American tourists started talking to Slytherin and found that he had an authentic British accent, Harry He was very worried that Snape would lose his temper and blow up or poison the carload of Muggles.

Snape quickly went out of the station, the gold chain around his neck rattled on his body due to swinging, he habitually opened his arms to prop up and unfold the cloak, but the cloak was no longer there, this action just made this The temperament of a white British wizard with a big nose is more in line with his black street clothes.

Snape, who also felt very awkward, just like being the parent of a group of people, just walked out of the station with a bang on his neck jewelry, and led everyone out. He wanted to quickly end this farce and get along with him as soon as possible Lily is reunited.

But later, Snape's expectations were dashed by the smell of fried food, a snack cart selling Scotch fried eggs.

Although the weather was cold, the bald owner who sold Scotch eggs had a hot head. He was warmly receiving a man who had just left the station, and helped him put the food he ordered into a cardboard box for the final plate work.

Smelling the tempting aroma... Anka's beak pecked Alan's earlobe,

Then he gave a soft grunt to the boss' booth. Allen recalled the same taste of Scotch eggs he had just tasted at the Three Broomsticks, and he felt that from the perspective of aroma, the Muggle in front of him seemed to be better. Luna had already caressed her stomach under the loose coat, and raised her head to sniff the fragrance that floated over.

"Harry, Scotch eggs in different regions have their own unique flavors...Three Broomsticks made black blood sausage, and this stall owner's Scotch eggs look more pure...and they are freshly made." Allen looked at Ha Li, "I'm afraid your uncle's house won't prepare anything for us... Let's fill our stomachs first before going over?"

The smell gave Harry a gnawing feeling in his stomach, but he touched the only coins left in his pocket just now, and when he heard that he took out the coins in his hand and counted them, he raised his head embarrassedly: "Ah Ron... I don't have enough Muggle money on me to get each of us a copy... You know they were only useful to me on previous holidays.

"Cast the Confusion Curse on Gallon, as long as his brain is not as small as Potter, he will redeem it himself when he wakes up." Snape, as a half-breed who had lived in Muggles for many years, The wizard gave advice to the students, and then shook his hair habitually, but because the greasy long hair was braided and the flight trajectory was different from what he usually mastered, he was hit in his own eyes by the braid, which made him depressed Annoyance filled his throat, "Besides, I don't recommend you to eat it. There is so much oil in its pot that even American Muggles want to attack it. Don't ask me to give you potions to cure your stomach in the middle of the night."

Snape felt that it was torture to get along with these little wizards like this, and he was tired of contacting these Muggles, but he knew that instead of stopping them, it would be better to let these brats get what they wanted, otherwise the whole incident would only bring more trouble.

But before they could make a decision, Luna had already walked over along the scent.

The protruding eyes under Luna's light eyebrows seemed to be out of focus: "Sir, how do you sell this?"

Hearing the sound of ethereal singing, the bald boss wiped the sweat from his forehead with the towel on his shoulders. He raised his head and looked at the little girl standing in front of him.

The girl in front of her was dressed thickly, wearing a blue plush coat with waist-length light blond hair, her eyebrows were very light, and her eyes were a little protruding. She seemed to be very surprised by the Scotch eggs she made. The little girl obviously exuded a weird temperament, but her pretty face and the way she looked at her asking the price looked really cute.

"Little girl, three pounds a piece." The boss pointed to his price list, then subconsciously wiped his hands and prepared to dig out the minced meat and start making.

However, he didn't hear a response for a long time, so the boss stopped his movements and looked up, suspiciously looking at the little girl who had turned her head but didn't speak in front of him.

Following Luna's line of sight, the boss found a middle-aged white man dressed in African-American street style, probably playing some kind of rap but not very successful; a tall female model wearing a slightly old-fashioned but elegant dress, looking The cold aura is probably not easy to provoke; and then there are two high school students, one of whom is wearing glasses is normal except for being a bit short, and the other has a raven standing on his shoulder.

"What's all this mess?"

The boss was puzzled, and then he heard the boy with glasses telling the weird girl in front of him that there was not enough money for everyone to buy, which made the boss finally realize that he thought he understood.

The bald man looked around and estimated the number of people in front of him, then he kindly looked at his account book again, and then raised his voice and said happily: "Wait a little girl, you are very lucky, as I am today For the 100th customer sold, you get free orders for up to three orders."

Luna heard the words and turned her head back on the spot, but she didn't answer, her light gray eyes looked hazy, as if detached from everything around her.

"In order to ensure the deliciousness of the food, I always fry it to order, and I can make up to three servings at a time." Seeing that the other party didn't say anything, the boss had already put a few Scotch eggs into the pan for frying. He kindly He gently reminded, "The main thing is to wait for a while and there will be too many people getting off work, so I won't be able to keep up. It's okay if you come earlier and I can give you more."

Luna waited for the boss to finish speaking and nodded, then she stretched out her finger and said, "We don't have enough money for seventy copies."

This number is obviously beyond everyone's expectations.

The bald boss was a little overjoyed for a moment. He looked at these seemingly incompatible people again, and suddenly realized: Maybe some of them came to London with a tour group, probably because they looked at his own tempting fried eggs. , but temporarily came out with insufficient money to buy for other people in their group who were not here.

The boss wiped his hand on the towel on his body, and he straightened up and said generously: "Then girl, how about two pounds for you? Is this enough money for you?"

Luna's unfocused eyes made her look dazed, and she was stunned for a few seconds before she seemed to understand what the boss said and said, "Enough, thank you."