Chapter 90 Going Home and Knockturn Alley

"Ron, this way!"

In the crowded crowd, Ivan saw someone waving to them. It was a red-haired middle-aged man with a somewhat rich appearance. Ivan also saw him nodding towards him in good faith.

Next to the red-haired middle-aged man stood a slightly pudgy woman. She was angrily scolding brothers George and Fred with her hands on her waist. The two men had drooped faces like frost beating eggplants, and they couldn't say a word. Dare not say.

Ivan immediately understood that they must be the Weasleys, and George and Fred were probably reprimanded because their failure in the History of Magic exam was exposed.

"My dad called me. I have to go over first. You can come to my house to play when you are free. I will send you a letter during the holidays." Ron turned around and said something before pushing his suitcase in. into the crowd.

Because it was too crowded here, Ivan had no intention of going over to get to know him. Besides, he didn't know that the other party didn't want to see him after he learned that he was the child of a dark wizard.

Then Harry was quickly taken away by his Uncle Dursley, who didn't even want to stay for a moment longer, put on a bad face, and completely ignored Ivan and others.

Hermione's father, Mr. Granger, was very easy to get in touch with, and Ivan even chatted with him politely.

Most of the little wizards were picked up, and the crowd became much thinner. Ivan tried hard to find the figure of his mother Asia in the crowd, and suddenly felt someone holding his shoulder.

The wand hidden in Ivan's sleeve was already in his hand, but he was hugged in his arms before he could do anything.

A scent of lavender came from behind, and Ivan relaxed his vigilance. In his memory, this was the scent of his mother's usual perfume.

Sure enough, the next moment, Asia's dark, delicate and unique voice rang in her ears.

"I haven't seen you in a year. It seems that you have grown a lot taller and become cuter. Do you miss your mother these days?"

"Of course I do!" Ivan lied helplessly.

Turning around to look over, there was a beautiful witch behind her. She was wearing a dark green wizard robe. It looked like it had been carefully tailored. It not only retained the original retro flavor, but also highlighted her figure. She looked very charming, and it was completely invisible. Over thirty years old.

Ivan is very uncomfortable with being in such close contact with a beautiful and unfamiliar woman, even if she is nominally his mother.

"Think? Then why haven't I seen you take the initiative to mail even a letter back?" The smile at the corner of Aisia's mouth dropped, and she stretched out her index finger angrily and flicked Ivan's head, and said with great dissatisfaction.

Ivan hesitated to find a reason, his eyes accidentally glanced at the snow-white owl in the cage, and he suddenly had an idea, and he said confidently.

"I sent it, maybe Maka found it in the wrong place along the way!"

"You know, I just bought it when I started school, so Maka may not know the way home yet." Ivan quickly passed the blame to Maka, who stayed calmly. The people in the cage looked at him very innocently.

"Really?" Asia didn't refute, just looked at him with a smile.

Ivan swallowed and felt the air pressure around him was a bit cold.

Asia did not expose Ivan's lie, but looked at the owl in the cage and smiled softly.

"I happened to learn a new dish yesterday, which is called stewed owl soup, otherwise we would just eat this tonight."

Owl stew?

The corners of Ivan's mouth twitched, don't you need to be so harsh?

"But I heard Professor McGonagall said that owls are wizards' best friends, and no wizard would harm an owl." Ivan tried to persuade him.

"Really? The Ministry of Magic has no regulations against cooking owls," Asia said incredulously, and then took Ivan's wrist and walked out of the station.

Even if there are regulations, will you still listen to the Ministry of Magic?

Ivan thought helplessly, but still tried his best to say good things for Maka, and finally gave up Aisia's idea.

The reason is simple. It costs a lot of money to replace a pet.

The two of them walked forward. Ivan had already changed out of his wizard robe when he was at the station. Now he was wearing blue casual clothes and looked like a pedestrian Muggle from the outside world. He blended in well among the pedestrians. .

But Aisiya is the complete opposite. Her unique temperament and beautiful face combined with the weird wizard robe on her body have attracted the attention of pedestrians, but she doesn't care at all and walks in front of herself.

There were more and more people walking out of the station, and all the way to the commercial street, Ivan looked up and saw a dirty, small bar. It looked dark and shabby, compared with several gorgeously decorated clothing stores and record stores next to it. Standing up, he seemed a little out of place.

In fact, this is also true. There seems to be some invisible obstacle here. Ivan saw with his own eyes that a lady wanted to move forward, but she took a big detour without even realizing it.

Is this magic to drive away Muggles?

Ivan looked at this magical scene and wanted to explore the principle of its operation, but now was obviously not the time.

Asia had already taken him into the Leaky Cauldron Bar at this time,

The Leaky Cauldron is one of the important intersections between the magical world and the real world. Business is always booming. On the quaint bar, the owner Tom, who is over seventy years old, is leisurely chatting with the weird-looking old witch.

The two male and female witches below were sitting on the side table chatting in whispers. A few idle drunkards drank butterbeer and even whistled at Asia, but they were not so presumptuous as to strike up a conversation.

"I want to use the floo powder and the fireplace!" Asia ignored the drunks at all. Her face looked gloomy, not as gentle and drizzle as she did in front of Ivan, and she threw a few silver coins to the front desk. The tone was strong.

This behavior is very unpleasant, but sometimes it can indeed reduce a lot of unnecessary trouble.

"Of course, it's up to you." The bar owner was a very kind man. After receiving the money, he reminded the two of them that the Floo powder was placed in the box above the fireplace.

"You come first, don't move when you get there, remember, Knockturn Alley!" Aisia grabbed a handful of Floo powder and handed it to Ivan.

Ivan was a little surprised why he didn't teleport directly to his home, but he still waved the floo powder, and little bits of fluorescence were ignited by magic in the fireplace.

"Knockturn Alley!" Ivan said.

The blue flame rose up, and Ivan felt his body burning slightly, but it didn't feel like a burning flame.

What followed was a space displacement, and his body seemed to be caught in a roller, spinning rapidly, which made Ivan dizzy for a while, and he couldn't even open his eyes to see the entire transmission process clearly.

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