The next morning, Twain walked into the Leaky Cauldron again with his suitcase.
The short and thin boss, who was standing behind the bar, glanced at Twain and turned to continue chatting with a customer.
Twain walked over and spoke politely.
"Hello, I need a room.”
The bar owner replied in a business-like tone,"Sorry, we don't accept underage wizards here.”
As he spoke, his eyes kept sizing up Twain.
He always felt that Twain looked at him in a familiar way, but he swore that he had never seen Twain before.
"I've been asked by Professor Dumbledore to work for Hogwarts, and he said I could find a place here.”
Although Dumbledore was not the headmaster of Hogwarts yet, it was good to mention his name.
The bar owner's expression immediately changed, and he looked at Twain seriously.
"You know it's the holidays, and there's a lot of Hogwarts professors visiting these days, and if you're lying, you'll be seen through in no time!”
"Of course, you can ask Professor Dumbledore for confirmation yourself. But as far as I know, he has already left the British Isles and should be on a ship in the Atlantic Ocean.”
Seeing that Twain was so sure, the bar owner no longer doubted him. He took out a key and placed it on the bar counter.
"Room 3 on the second floor. How long are you going to stay there?”
"The start of Hogwarts,"
"No problem. The room fee is 10 Galleons, including lunch and dinner.”
There was still more than half a month before Hogwarts started. On average, the room was only 10 silver per day, which was not expensive.
Tang En took out a handful of Galleons from his pocket. There were exactly 30 of them.
"Can you help me prepare two more rooms? Soon there will be two new Hogwarts students like myself.”
For the sake of Galleons, the bar owner naturally had no reason to refuse. He took two more keys and handed them to Twain.
Room 6 and 7 were just opposite Twain's room.
As he took the keys, Twain secretly stuffed two Galleons into the bar owner's hands.
The other party pretended that nothing had happened. He secretly gripped the Galleon in his hand and pointed at the bar counter.
"Do you want a drink? It's my treat."
"Of course."
Twain sat down on the barstool skillfully.
The bar owner was stunned again.
He felt that the scene in front of him was somewhat familiar, but he could not remember where he had seen it before.
Shaking his head, he squeezed these irrelevant thoughts out of his head. Before he could ask Twain what he wanted to drink, Twain spoke first.
"A glass of butterbeer, please!"
Damn it, why did this scene look so familiar?
Putting the wine in front of Twain, the doubtful bar owner asked first,""What are you looking for me for?"
Twain pretended to be surprised.
"Sir, didn't you say that you wanted to treat me to a drink?”
"Alright, kid, if you really want to drink, you should be like those guys and find a separate table instead of deliberately hanging around in front of me. Tell me, what do you want?”
"Disapparate!"
"You're mad, didn't the Hogwarts professors tell you you had to be seventeen to learn Disapparating?”
"I have an older brother who's also studying at Hogwarts. He's in his fifth year now, and he wants to learn about this in advance.”
"Fifth grade?" The bar owner's face was filled with disbelief.
"Well, he's actually in his fourth year, but he's very good. The professors all agree that he can graduate early.”
The bar owner rolled his eyes in annoyance, looking like he was lying to a ghost.
Tang En calmly took out five gold coins from his pocket and placed them on the bar counter.
The bar owner glanced around and quickly put the Galleons into his pocket.
"I'll send the things you need to your room later, and then this matter will have nothing to do with me anymore. Do you understand what I mean?”
Tang En picked up the suitcase with satisfaction and went straight upstairs.
Half an hour later, Twain put down the parchment in his hand that recorded the method of Apparition and silently recited an address in his heart.
Whoosh!
The figure in the room disappeared on the spot.
In the next second, Twain's figure appeared out of thin air in a suburban forest in Newcastle, 500 kilometers away from London.
The first Disapparation seemed to have shifted the destination a little.
Seeing that there was a road that cut through the woods not far away, Twain immediately walked over with his suitcase.
Twain was lucky. A truck happened to pass by.
The driver saw that Twain was still young and carrying a suitcase, so he agreed to give him a ride.
Ten minutes later, the truck stopped beside a farm sign by the roadside.
Soon, the truck drove away, leaving Twain standing by the side of the road with his suitcase.
Glancing at the farmhouse not far away, Tang En had a thought, and he started to Apparate again.
In the next second.
His figure appeared in front of the wooden house.
The brown-haired girl's eyes widened by the window of the attic on the second floor.
She swore that she had just seen Twain get out of the truck a second ago and stand on the roadside at least three to four hundred meters away. The next second, Twain appeared at the door of the wooden house.
While the girl was still in a daze, knocking sounds could be heard from downstairs.
The girl's father opened the door and looked warily at Twain, who was standing at the door.
"Who are you?"
"I'm sorry, sir. I'm lost. The driver who drove me here said that I could find temporary accommodation and food here.”
The town was 50 miles away. Although the girl's father had some doubts about Twain's words, Twain's age was enough for him to let his guard down.
How could a ten-year-old child who was so good-looking be a bad person?
"Come in. I'm going to town in the afternoon. I can send you there.”
"Thank you very much!"
Twain carried the suitcase and followed the girl's father into the house.
As soon as he entered, he heard a girl complaining.
"Dad, when are we going back to London? I've had enough of this country!”
A woman shouted.
"Mary, shut up!"
"Mum, I don't understand, didn't you say owls were pranks? Why didn't he call the police? Why did he hide in such a place?”
Before they entered the living room, Twain had already guessed the identities of the two men.
Ella's stepmother and half-sister.
Both mother and daughter were surprised to see Twain coming in behind Ella's father.
It was not only Twain's appearance, but also his aristocratic temperament and speech, which were completely different from the current rural place.
Fortunately, Twain had already prepared a reason before entering the door.
"Good afternoon, Mrs. Andrew, Miss Andrew, are you also here to take refuge in the countryside?”
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Fresh flowers!
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