A friendly day at Hogwarts

Glenn didn't stay long and just waved casually as a greeting.

At the exit, the low archway that had been opened when Eddie came in had closed.

He looked around and keenly found a place at his feet that looked like a mechanism.

It was a red brick less than half a meter to the right of where the arch was.

Several cracks have appeared on the bricks, and there are also pits and pits on the surface, and they are peeling off in many places.

Obviously, this is the result of being kicked around all year round.

He touched the mechanism lightly with his toes, and the familiar "click" sound sounded again, and the exit slowly appeared in front of his eyes.

Outside the arch, Qiu Zheng was pacing back and forth with anxious eyes.

A middle-aged Chinese man of average height was comforting her.

"Don't worry, hasn't your friend named Eddie already gone in to inquire about the situation?"

Glenn and Eddie, who had just come out, did not expect that Qiu's father had already arrived, and they both looked surprised.

Seeing them coming out, Qiu rushed up quickly, grabbed Glenn's sleeves, and pulled him around in a circle.

I don't know where she got such strength.

"It's okay. Dad and I can't find the mechanism Eddie mentioned, and we're almost dying of worry."

She checked it carefully, 360 degrees around, and breathed a sigh of relief when she confirmed that not even a trace of dust fell on Glenn.

Glenn secretly glanced at Mr. Zhang's obviously embarrassed expression and panicked.

"Okay, Qiu..." Mr. Zhang's mouth twitched slightly as he considered his words and said, "Girls... still have to be more reserved..."

When Qiu heard her father's voice, she realized what she was doing. Her face suddenly turned red, and she quickly threw away Glenn's sleeve, as if it was hot to the touch.

Glenn's eyes were evasive, a little guilty, but he had to say hello politely.

The two men, one large and one small, looked increasingly embarrassed.

Eddie on the side quickly turned around, shrugged his shoulders, and made a "kukuku" sound.

Although he tried hard to suppress his laughter, it was obviously to no avail.

Glenn reached into his arms and took out Qiu's money bag from the inner pocket of his robe.

The money bag was heavy. Judging from the feel, it contained at least a dozen gold galleons. It was obviously not like "not much money" as she said.

As a child of an ordinary wizarding family, if nothing else goes wrong, this should be her pocket money for a whole year.

Glenn didn't say much, just handed over the money bag.

"Count and see if there are any missing?"

Although people like Mundungus still have a little bit of a bottom line, they are full of tricks and must be guarded against.

The blush on Qiu's face remained, so she opened the purse, took a casual look, fiddled with it twice, nodded, and put it in her pocket.

"Actually, there's nothing dangerous inside. I just happened to meet Eddie's father."

Glenn naturally gave the credit to Mr. Carmichael.

"With his help, that guy Fletcher is still very considerate."

"That's it." Mr. Zhang spoke up at the right time, "Please take me and Qiu to express our gratitude to your father, Mr. Carmichael. Of course, I also want to thank you for coming forward, Mr. Ollivander."

"You are welcome."

Glenn and Eddie said quickly.

"So, Qiu." Mr. Zhang looked at the sky and said, "Say goodbye to your classmates. It's time for us to go home. Your mother is also waiting impatiently."

Qiu was a little disappointed, but she still responded obediently: "Okay."

Everyone said goodbye, and the father and daughter walked towards the Leaky Cauldron, seemingly intending to use Floo powder.

Glenn and Eddie stood there for a while, then spoke.

"Would you like a drink, Eddie?"

"Okay."

Eddie had nothing to do, and was curious about how Glenn had just brought down the wretched wizard, so he nodded in agreement.

The Leaky Cauldron is not far from Gringotts and the small hidden black market. The two quickly passed through the obviously larger arch and arrived at the bar.

The small shop was a little busier than usual, and half of the tables were occupied by customers.

All kinds of wizards held wine glasses, chatted casually, and enjoyed the pleasant afternoon time.

When the two entered the door, Mr. Zhang just disappeared into the flames of the fireplace.

Qiu turned around with a handful of Floo powder in her hand.

"Thank you, Glenn. See you on the train!"

She smiled sweetly and threw the shiny silver powder in her hand into the fire.

The flames turned green with a bang.

She stepped in gracefully and clearly stated her home address.

[Important character, Qiu Zhang, friendliness +30, exchange currency +1500. 】

The green flames rose up, and when they resumed, the girl had disappeared.

Eddie nudged Glenn gently with the tip of his elbow, a teasing smile on his face.

Glenn ignored him and sat on the high stool in front of the bar.

"Two bottles of cold butterbeer."

On a hot August day, there’s nothing more tempting than a cold bottle of beer.

Old Tom was cleaning the beer glass and said without raising his head: "Minors are not allowed to drink."

Glenn rolled his eyes. When did such a rule appear in the wizarding world?

If this were true, then the Three Broomsticks pub, which sells butterbeer to third-year students every Hogsmeade weekend, would have broken the law countless times.

Obviously, this old guy was teasing him on purpose.

In fact, Tom, the owner of the Leaky Cauldron, is a very lovely old wizard.

He doesn't care too much about red tape and never gets angry about pranks, so the children in Diagon Alley love to play random jokes with him.

Growing up, Glenn often teamed up with Hannah to play some harmless little pranks on Old Tom.

This is also the most relaxing thing for him after traveling through time.

As for the way they got along when they last met, it was just because old Ollivander was there.

His eyes fell on Old Tom's few hairs, and a smirk formed on his lips.

"If you don't want Hannah to pull out all your remaining hair, I suggest you stop making up some inexplicable laws to deceive people."

Old Tom felt a chill on the top of his head and subconsciously touched a few strands of his hair.

"It's too difficult to make a little guy like you feel weak!"

He said angrily, placing two bottles of cold butterbeer in front of him.

There was a thin layer of frost on the wine bottle, and a hint of cool air was rising, slightly dissipating some of the heat.

Eddie wiped the sweat from his forehead, took a bottle unceremoniously, opened the bottle cap with a bang, raised his head and drank a few big gulps.

The butterbeer was colder than he imagined. After a few mouthfuls, it was so cold that his whole face wrinkled up.

Glenn chuckled, shook his head slightly, and took a sip himself.