Chapter 38 Thrift Shop

"Good afternoon, everyone, what are you doing here?" Levin walked up and waved to them.

Seeing another person coming, Hagrid's reaction was not happy, but annoyed.

Hermione opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but Ronald held her back.

"We promised Hagrid, Hermione!" Ronald said righteously, "We shouldn't tell more people about this."

"But that's Levin Green," Hermione looked at him blankly, "Isn't he our friend?"

Seeing the attitude of his two friends, Harry was very embarrassed.

What Hermione wanted to say was a secret between him, Ronald, Hermione and Hagrid.

Harry didn't know whether he should tell Levin what happened without the other person's consent.

Seeing their mysterious looks, Levin immediately guessed what was going on—it was something about Nico Flamel and his "little invention."

But their attitude made Levin a little annoyed: "Well, originally I was very willing to use my knowledge to help you. Since you don't want to say it, I can only wish you a happy holiday."

With that said, he turned his head and walked directly towards Ravenclaw Tower.

"How could you treat him like this."

Seeing her friend leave, Hermione also became angry.

"Levin is recognized as the best student in the first grade, and is also a frequent visitor to the library. It is said that he has read most of the books there, and maybe there is one about Nico Flamel!"

"And he has helped you many times since the beginning of school. Why do you have to hide it from him?"

Ronald was immediately speechless after being slapped by Hermione.

Harry also felt very annoyed and frustrated. He should have told Levin the truth earlier, but he was worried about Ronald's attitude and kept silent.

Ronald always felt that the thing about that corridor and Nico Flamel should be their adventure.

If Levin were told, he would probably be able to solve the problem by himself, and then they would have nothing to worry about.

At this point, Hermione bit her lip: "No, I have to find him!"

After saying that, without waiting for Harry and Ronald to react, she chased after Levin in the direction he left.

But in the end, she was blocked by the eagle ring outside the lounge door.

That's right, Hermione didn't answer the riddle of the eagle ring.

Sure enough, the rumors about the Eagle Ring were not grounded.

For thousands of years, no one other than Ravenclaw has entered the Ravenclaw Lounge.

Thinking about it, this is why Hermione has the qualifications of both Gryffindor and Ravenclaw, but the Sorting Hat sorted her into Gryffindor.

Hermione is indeed a smart girl who meets the requirements of Ravenclaw, but most of her intelligence lies in memory, logical thinking and rationality. She still lacks one trait before she is a real Ravenclaw.

That’s the creativity that allows you to let yourself go.

Throughout the entire Harry Potter plot, the person who best fits the characteristics of Ravenclaw is the "crazy girl" Luna Lovegood in everyone's mouth.

Although this girl is always crazy in the eyes of outsiders, and her mind is filled with fantasies that only she can see, her madness is more likely to be wise and foolish.

If Hermione's intelligence allows her to cope with all possible situations, then Luna's intelligence allows her to have a flash of inspiration when facing unexpected situations.

As the saying goes: "Genius is 99% hard work and 1% inspiration."

But few people know the follow-up to that sentence: "The 1% of inspiration is the most important."

Hermione was a little frustrated at not being able to enter the Ravenclaw Lounge.

But she had another idea: "Maybe I can go to the library tomorrow and wait. He will always be there."

However, Levin did not go to the library or even go to the auditorium the next day.

After packing up his gifts, he went to the Room of Requirement, and then directly boarded the train back to London, leaving Hermione completely disappointed.

After getting off the bus at the station, Levin skillfully transferred to the Leaky Cauldron.

At this moment, he desperately hoped that he could learn to apparate.

Otherwise, as a wizard, he would actually have to squeeze into the bus with Muggles, which is quite abstract.

Opening the door to the bar, it was still dark inside as usual:

"Good morning, old Tom, I'm back again."

Levin walked straight to the counter and greeted Tom Abbott, who was wiping his glass.

"Levin, it's your boy who's back!" Old Tom flashed a hint of surprise when he saw him.

He knew that today was the holiday day at Hogwarts, but he didn't expect that he would come here.

"What? Are you addicted to living in cubicles?" Tom joked.

Levin shook his head, showed an arrogant smile, and spent nine cents: "No, give me a room this time. I have money now, and I want to stay there forever!"

"I haven't seen him for a few months. I'm really impressed." Tom looked Levin up and down and commented.

In these months of correspondence with Hannah, he had learned about the boy's performance at Hogwarts,

He became a recognized genius as soon as he entered school.

With his intelligence, it is not surprising that he has changed like this in a few months.

"Okay, this time it's Old Tom who will serve you." Tom took out a key from the drawer, put it in Levin's hand, and returned the nine Galleons to two, "A house for a week, this is Old friendship discount.”

Levin took the key, went up to the second floor, and found room 9 based on the numbers above.

Opening the door, there was a comfortable-looking bed in the room, several pieces of bright oak furniture, and a crackling fire in the fireplace.

Levin put it down and bowed, placed the cage containing Helmer on the top of the closet, and then went downstairs carrying a box.

Arriving in the backyard of the Leaky Cauldron, he took out his wand and tapped on the bricks on the wall, and Diagon Alley appeared.

Because it was Christmas, Diagon Alley was still very lively, with Christmas decorations hanging everywhere, bells jingling, merchants launching Christmas special products, and the wizards wandering around were overwhelmed.

This made Levin very confused. Obviously these wizards did not believe in any religion. Others opened their mouths to talk about Jesus but closed their mouths to God. They were full of Merlin's bitter tea seeds.

Why would a group of people like this celebrate Christmas?

Of course, Levin doesn't expect to get answers in Diagon Alley either.

He picked up a box and walked straight to the junk shop.

It was a shop filled with tattered wands, rickety copper scales and old potion-stained cloaks. It sold not only second-hand magic items, but also used books.

Levin purchased a lot of equipment here at the time.

But today, this is where he makes his fortune.

"Strucky, come out to pick up customers!" Levin shouted when he arrived at the door of the store.

"I'm coming!"

Soon, a skinny old man walked out of the junk shop with a cigarette under his arm.

Strakey, full name Abraham Strakey, Jewish.

He looks very old, but his movements are quite agile - it is said that he himself said that he was a vampire hunter in his youth.

With the continuous and strict implementation of the secrecy law, today's vampires are all hiding under the supervision of wizards, and this profession has disappeared over time.

During the two months he worked in Diagon Alley, due to lack of funds, Levin got to know each other very well.

This old man usually likes to stay alone in the store and smoke, and he is not afraid of the things outside being taken away.

Now when he looked at Levin, he grinned an ugly smile:

"Hey, it's you again, Brother Green, are you here to buy second-hand goods?"

"No, quite the opposite."

Levin pushed the box in his hand,

"I'm here to sell something this time."

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