Harry Potter: I started signing in from Diagon Alley

【Actually, this is just an ordinary suitcase blessed with the Untraceable Stretching Curse, nothing special--it's strange. 】

[On the surface, it appears that this suitcase has been cast with a traceless expansion spell and can hold approximately ten times the amount of belongings as an ordinary travel suitcase.But if you use powerful detection magic, you can find a small room inside the suitcase that contains a semi-eternal life-sustaining spell system. 】

[Of course, the premise is that there is a strong and powerful detection magic. How powerful it is is up to the suitcase to judge. 】

[Whether you are going out for a picnic or you need to carry prohibited items with you, this suitcase will be your good helper. 】

[Reminder, the first user of the small room inside the suitcase is the maker of the suitcase himself, so if you want to enter the suitcase for adventure, you'd better ensure that you can return safely. 】

Unexpectedly, there is a mystery in this suitcase, and it is actually a special magic item.

After getting the information he wanted, Eric closed his mental stance, and began to slowly appreciate the feeling he had felt after the ball of light sank into the suitcase just now.

Inside this seemingly inconspicuous suitcase, there is a huge space hidden.

Part of it is a storage space extended by the traceless stretching spell, and the other part is a small mysterious room.

There is nothing in this room at the moment, it is empty, and according to the conclusions detected from the spiritual standpoint, general detection magic cannot discover this extra room at all.

This reminds Eric of Fantastic Beasts author Newt Scamander, who also has a leather case that he can use to keep his favorite animals.

It's just that Newt's leather case is much bigger than the one Eric has now.

Chapter 12 The Secret Passage of the Leaky Cauldron

Eric calmly took the suitcase into his hand and picked it up with just a slight lift. Even though there were more than a dozen books inside, he could hardly feel the weight of the suitcase.

Looking at Merkel's eyes, he was completely unaware of the mystery inside the suitcase, but just gave it to Eric as an ordinary suitcase.

After getting what he wanted, there was no need for Eric to stay any longer.

As Merkel took the initiative to contact Eric, the frightened wizards around him also understood that Eric, who created a riot, was not harmful.

There is no dark wizard attacking Diagon Alley here, nor is it a vicious incident, it is simply a young wizard who "accidentally" used a powerful magic.

Even so, it can be regarded as the big news in Diagon Alley today.

Seeing more and more people around him, among them there were even a few reporters with cameras, who were pressing the shutter button constantly, and Eric knew that he had to go.

If you don't go, you really can't go.

After thanking Merkel and leaving their contact information, Old Tom and Eric quickly communicated a few words, then rushed out of the crowd together and got into a small alley next to them.

Of course the reporters refused to let them go, shouting excitedly, chasing after Eric and Old Tom in a chaotic manner.

All that was left was the amazed eyes, and the bizarre legend that a mysterious boy almost blew up the entire Diagon Alley.

……

After half a day.

Suddenly there was a loud noise in the utility room of the Leaky Cauldron.

On the floor of the utility room, a wooden board was lifted, exposing a dark hole inside, and countless smoke and dust were brought along along the way.

"Fluorescent flashes."

A magic wand came out of the hole first, and with the illumination spell lit, it finally brought a little light to the utility room that was also darkened by daylight.

"Damn it, it hasn't been used here for too long."

Looking around, Old Tom complained aloud, and while patting the dust on his head with his hands, he led Eric out of it.

"Don't you ever do cleaning at this bar?"

Eric followed closely behind, frowning and looking at the environment in the utility room, and said casually.

"Be content, the other secret passage is even dirtier, and the one that exits there is the toilet."

"How many secret passages are there in the Leaky Cauldron?"

"Oh, I don't know either."

Eric smiled and stopped asking.

The fact that the Leaky Cauldron has secret passages connecting it to the surrounding area did not surprise him too much.

The Leaky Cauldron is a stronghold connecting the wizarding world and the Muggle society. If Old Tom doesn't have some skills, he can't secure his position as the boss.

He has never underestimated Old Tom. This old man may be old, but he has rich experience, and he has contact with both black and white.

If it weren't for old Tom's knowledge of Diagon Alley just now, they probably wouldn't have been able to get rid of the group of reporters who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal.

Eric followed Old Tom out of the utility room and came to the familiar bar lobby.

After they left, the place became popular again, with wizards sitting in twos and threes.

"follow me."

Old Tom said something to Eric and led him to the second floor.

When passing by, Old Tom greeted the guests familiarly, as if nothing had happened.

Rumors spread quickly, and Eric could already see that many people recognized Old Tom as one of the few people standing at the door of Lihen Bookstore just now.

Eric, who was standing next to him, fit the description of the perpetrator very well.

After all, Old Tom is well-known to everyone in Diagon Alley.

"They recognized you, and me."

Eric smiled and said to Old Tom.

"I know, but this is my territory. If they don't want to be kicked out, they'd better not be stupid." Old Tom responded nonchalantly.

Sure enough, when Old Tom and Eric passed by, one or two wizards kept their eyes on the two of them, and they seemed very interested, but they still didn't get up in the end, trying to stop Old Tom and Eric.

Old Tom didn't say anything, Eric was of course fine, and the two turned a blind eye to it.

Eric had considered the consequences when he made his choice, and it wasn't too bad for him as things turned out.

It's just that Eric understands that starting tomorrow, his name will inevitably enter the field of vision of some people.

Old Tom quickly took Eric to a small room on the second floor of the bar.

Compared with the mess in the lobby and utility room, this room can be called clean and tidy.

Although the furniture and layout are very simple, and the room is not large, the soles of the shoes are sticky if you don't step on it, the wooden floor creaks, and there are thick cobwebs hovering on the ceiling.

"You said you were an orphan? Didn't you?" said old Tom, turning to Eric. "You can live here for the next few days if you want."

Eric looked at the environment in the room and said with a smile: "I'm so happy."

This straightforward answer stunned Old Tom for a moment, and then he said, "Do you want to?"

Eric put down the suitcase, found a chair and sat down, and said, "Do I look like I have a home?"

"I thought you wouldn't accept it."

"I think you misunderstand me a lot, old Tom." Eric laughed, his voice sounded clear and calm, "Under normal circumstances, I'm always happy to solve problems by talking, and I I don’t want to be an enemy of people. But you obviously can’t use words to make the flying monster books obey, right? So I chose to use that method, it was a last resort, but in general, I think I am a Nice guy to get along with."

After hearing this, Old Tom almost couldn't stand up, and the expression on his old face was a little distorted.

With such a powerful magical talent, he didn't even bother to hide it, but he advertised himself as an easy-going person.

Eric seemed to him to be somewhat ill, mentally.

Mysterious, direct, confident and determined, this is the most intuitive feeling Eric brings to Old Tom.

Old Tom couldn't help but shudder when he saw the gentle smile on Eric's face. Eric had a terrifying temperament that was extremely disproportionate to his age.

He swallowed and did not express this feeling. He vaguely felt that Eric didn't care what he thought.

"Anyway, in order to make it easier for me or the Ministry of Magic to find you, you can stay here until the start of school." Old Tom said, "You haven't bought all the things you need. I will take you there in a few days, but now You have to avoid the limelight first. I can guarantee that if you live here, no reporters will bother you. Of course, if you really want to be famous, that's a different matter."

"Thank you, I don't need it, I am very satisfied with this arrangement." Eric responded with a smile.

Old Tom stared at Eric and said: "How do you know about the "Book of Spells" and everything about the wizarding world? I don't ask, and I'm not interested in knowing, but if you want to go out, you'd better tell me in advance One sound."

"The magic world is not very peaceful recently."

Eric smiled and nodded in agreement.

"So, that's it for today, Mr. Clapton." Seeing that Eric had no objection, Old Tom turned and walked out the door, "If you have any questions, I'll be at the counter downstairs, but I'm fine. Don't look for me, I can live so long because I have no curiosity."

"Ah, there's one more thing." Just as he walked to the door, Eric suddenly said.

"what?"

"Just call me Eric."

What old Tom saw when he turned his head was the almost constant gentle smile on Eric's face, which made it impossible for anyone to feel hostility.

Old Tom took a deep breath, nodded, turned and walked out of the room without saying anything.

Chapter 13 Ollivander

The next day, Old Tom was woken up by Eric.

Old Tom looked at Eric sleepily and asked, "What are you doing?"

"I need a wand."

"Didn't I tell you, I have to wait a few days, at least let me confirm that the Ministry of Magic will not find you because of this matter."

Of course old Tom knew he couldn't keep Eric.

With these two bursts of magic power, he knew that a genius like Eric was not comparable to an ordinary wizard like him.

Old Tom also graduated from Hogwarts.

But when he was in the first grade, not to mention the materialization of magic power, even the successful use of his first magic had to wait three months after he got the wand.

And Eric doesn't even need a wand, he can shoot down all the monster books flying in the sky.

Old Tom wanted to keep Eric with him simply to be on the safe side.

Let Eric run around, God knows what he'll do.

The thought of dealing with the bureaucrats of the Ministry of Magic would make old Tom's mood even worse.

Facing Old Tom's wrinkled face, Eric smiled and said: "If they wanted to find you, they would have come to the door a long time ago. If you wait a few more days, things will not change."

"Old Tom, I need a wand right now."