Chapter 19: Preparation before semester (corrected, typos have been corrected)

　　 Quickly rushed back to the Broken Cauldron Bar. Before I finished drinking the raw gills juice, Harry's reply arrived. The letter was short, just a few words: I and Hagrid are rushing to the Broken Cauldron Bar.
　　 Now, Allen can eat more comfortably. He ordered some snacks. Knowing that Hagrid is coming, Allen ordered a lot of extra portions.
He asked Tom for a more regular drink, pumpkin juice, waiting for them to arrive. This drink is made by smashing pumpkin, green apple, and almonds into juice; then pour cinnamon and pumpkin pie spices into pumpkin puree and stir until the spices It is completely blended in the juice, adding water and stirring. It tastes better than Luna Lovegood's favorite raw gills juice in the memory I tried just now.
　　 "Ellen, I am here!" Harry waved at Ellen excitedly. Next to him stood a burly giant whose face was almost completely covered by unkempt long hair and thick tangled beard, but you can still see his black beetle-like eyes gleaming under the hair.
　　 The two of them were carrying packages of different sizes and shapes, and Harry was holding a sleeping snowy owl in his arms.
　　 Fortunately, there are almost no Muggle-born freshmen in Broke Cauldron now, otherwise such a big giant must be very eye-catching.
　　 "Allen, this is Rube Hagrid, the key keeper and hunting ground guard at Hogwarts." Harry happily introduced Hagrid to his friends. "Hagrid, this is Alan Harris, one of my best friends." It could be seen that Harry was a lot more lively when he met familiar people in a strange environment.
　　 "Nice to meet you, Hagrid." Allen stretched out his hand like an adult.
Hagrid blinked, put the things on the table, rubbed his hand on his oversized moleskin jacket, and carefully grasped Allen's hand. "It's nice to meet you, Ai Lun."
　　 The bar owner Tom brought up the meal Allen had just ordered, and Allen ordered Hagrid a glass of fish-flavored green beer that his father had drunk. With good food, the atmosphere is really different. The three of them feasted and feasted. After a busy day, everyone was hungry.
"Alan, everyone thinks I am special," Harry put down his fork and at the same time relieved the burden in his heart. "The people at the Broken Cauldron Bar, Professor Quirrell, and Mr. Ollivander, but I don't know anything about magic. They don't know anything about magic. How can I expect me to accomplish great things? I have a reputation, but I don’t even remember the things that made me famous. In Fu--sorry--I mean, on the night my parents died, I didn't even know What happened."
Before Alan could speak, Hagrid touched Harry's head, his shaggy beard and expression under his eyebrows looked a little guilty: "Don't think about these things, Harry. You'll learn it soon. Now. Hogwarts, most people start learning from scratch. You will learn very well. Be cheered up. You will be very happy at Hogwarts, like me--to be honest-- It was and is very happy."
"Harry, most of the students living in the wizarding family don’t know much better than you. Trust me, you will be very good." Allen nodded, agreeing with Hagrid’s words, and then winked at Harry. , "I think almost everyone shouldn't remember what they were in the baby..."
"But you are from a family of wizards. You are so good. You can learn everything very fast. Compared with you, I'm really too bad." Harry didn't get comfort, think about it, if the little wizards were all Ellen With this kind of existence, he would definitely be the last one, and then the school might think it was a mistake and let him drop out.
Alan looked at Harry's frowning brows as he talked and said, "With the snow owl that Hagrid gave you, you can write to me often this holiday season, and I will write the magic you want to know. Everything in the world tells you. In addition, you can also preview your homework in advance. In fact, many Muggle-born wizards usually perform better than some pure blood at the beginning of school, especially in academics, because they I usually preview the textbooks in advance, and the advantage of pure blood is that apart from a few families that preserve the family heritage, otherwise it’s just more knowledge. If you want, my father will let me invite you to my home before school starts. Be a guest, and then we can go to school together."
　　 Allen's strategy of changing the subject was very successful, and Harry really cheered up, "Great, so I can leave my uncle's house sooner!"
　　 After enjoying the food, Hagrid, who was a little embarrassed when he was invited by the child, said he wanted to Harry back, while Allen continued to wait for his family at the Broken Cauldron Bar. Harry seemed a lot relaxed when he said goodbye.
　　 Finally, after returning to the family with big bags and small bags, Allen and the others returned home and organized their belongings. Allen returned to the bedroom with his belongings. Now he has enough personal time to check the task rewards.
　　 The magic ball of the goddess of luck falls quietly in the storage space of the system, exuding a warm glow. With it, Allen will gain a great defensive advantage when facing negative magic effects such as curses.
　　 There is also the alchemy experience of the ancient alchemist Jeber. Thick piles of parchment were neatly stacked in a storage space, and Allen summoned the top one, filled with the vicissitudes of history.
　　 I read a few preliminarily, but the seemingly concise text contains not simple content, including the principles and techniques for making magical objects, spells, and a list of required materials. Allen put down Jeber’s experience,
This is definitely not something that can be easily studied and thoroughly understood, not to mention the principle, that is, those strange medicinal materials such as fascicles and alder require a lot of time and luck to obtain.

Looking at the potion for increasing magical potential again, Alan thought of Gettler Grindelwald, Albus Dumbledore, and the mysterious man who are obviously much more powerful than ordinary wizards-school is about to start. Now, the imminent thing is to strengthen the practice of Occlumency. Not only that, but also take this bottle of medicine. Only in this way can you ensure that your origin will never be known.
　　 Thinking of this, Allen pulled out the "Encyclopedia of Curse" and carefully figured it out.
　　 Occlumency is a kind of magical art that resists the infiltration of external spirits. It can close the brain to resist magical invasion and influence. The opposite of magic is the idea of ​​contemplation. People who are proficient in Occlumency are known as Occlumens. They can not only resist the attacks of the Occultation mind, but also convince the performers of the Occidental mind that seeing the illusion created in their minds is their true thoughts to achieve deception. The opponent's purpose.
Allen knew that Severus Snape, a potions professor at Hogwarts, was an accomplished Occultist because he could be under the nose of a mysterious person—if that socket counts as a nose— Acting as a spy among the Death Eaters, the Mysterious Man is a skilled dementor, and has good reason to doubt Snape's loyalty.
　　 Dumbledore is also proficient in Occlumency, and he can teach Harry if he wants to. But Harry had only learned a few basic theories, and he hadn't made much progress in resisting the enquiry of sanctuary.
However, even if it is practiced, it is estimated that the connection between Harry and the mysterious person will make Occlumency ineffective, because Voldemort is bounced by the ancient protection spell cast by Harry’s mother Lily at the cost of life, by Voldemort himself When the Killing Curse was cast, it unconsciously transferred part of the soul to Harry, making Harry a special Horcrux, and the connection between them directly affected the soul.