Hogwarts: I am the Wizard of Goblins

"Oh...... I just happened to be passing through here. Dumbledore replied cheekily.

"Then you see if I believe it or not, it's over!" Shane rolled his eyes, then said, "But thank you for helping me heal!"

"Yes, but you ......"

"Don't ask, I won't tell you!" Shane immediately interrupted Dumbledore's question with a glare at the dead fish's eyes, "It's more than a hundred years old, why do you have so many hearts, just train your savior well!"

"......" Dumbledore couldn't help but feel a burst of depression, but he had no choice but to look at the distant back again, "Thank you, to be honest, I never knew how to enlighten Harry, and even I thought about letting him go back!"

"No wonder you can raise a Dark Lord to come out, people have finally escaped from the hell from childhood to adulthood, you want people to go back!" Shane complained mockingly, "Although Voldemort is naturally evil, he is also fatherless, motherless, and lacks family affection, why can't you treat Voldemort the same way you treat Harry now?"

"Maybe if you guide him, he won't get to that point!"

"I've been reflecting on myself, too, but the mistakes I've made have become a reality, and I can only try my best to make up for them!" Dumbledore's face finally showed a wave at this time, and he remembered the people who had died fighting against Voldemort in the past.

"Then I want to ask if you can make up for me?" Shane suddenly asked, and showed a grin, "Professor, I remember that your Dumbledore family is a very old family......!

"......" A question mark appeared on Dumbledore's head for the first time in a long time.

And the day after Shane woke up, Harry got up after a sleepless night.

I saw that he first walked out of the door of the Room of Requirement, stood in the corridor and looked at the sky for a long time, and then made a decision in his heart.

At this time, Harry was standing next to a big tree, looking at the house where he had lived for more than ten years, and at the same time, the images of memories kept flashing in his mind......

As a child, he often had to wear ill-fitting clothes to school, dragging long trouser legs, and almost every day Dalí would bring his classmates to laugh at him.

There were many times at home, Dalí bullied him, punched and kicked him and threw toys at him, and whenever Aunt Petunia would come and pull Dalí away, and then scold him in all kinds of vicious language, and finally comfort Dalí by saying that he would buy a new toy, while saying that the old toy had become dirty after he had touched it.

Another time in the winter, it was Christmas, and he couldn't stand the indifference of the family and ran out, and the result was that Aunt Petunia went to the police station in the middle of the night to take him home and beat him up.

Although he couldn't find any good memories at this home at No. 4 Privet Road, he still had mixed feelings about this place for some reason.

And it was at this moment that the door to the Desleys' house was suddenly opened.

Harry was startled when he saw this, and subconsciously hid behind the tree, and then slowly poked his head out.

Vernon Desley, Harry's uncle, walked out of the house, dragging a suitcase in his hand, and then Fat Dun Dali followed him neatly and beautifully, while Harry's aunt Pennie Desley stood inside the door, watching them talk as if they were telling each other something.

Penny first showed a look of disgust, then suddenly changed her face and leaned over and kissed her son on the cheek twice, and finally stood in the door and watched her husband and son drive away.

It wasn't until the door to Dursley's house was closed again that Harry stepped out from behind the tree.

He hadn't heard what the Dursleys were talking about, because he was a little far away, but he recognized the look of disgust, one that only appeared when facing him!

Harry stared at the Dursleys' house, his fists clenched, his fingers twitching in his palms.

He wanted to knock on the door of the hated house in front of him, but he just couldn't take that step, and his heart kept struggling.

"Child~?"

But just then, Harry suddenly felt someone behind him tap him on the shoulder.

He quickly turned around and looked, and it turned out to be an old man with a kind face and gray hair.

"Oh...... Hello, ma'am!" Harry suddenly seemed to be a little confused, "Is there anything I can do to help you?"

"Oh no, I don't need much help, kid!" said the old woman, and then turned to look at the house in the distance that Harry had been looking at, "I remember...... You're a Dursley kid, aren't you?"

Hearing this, Harry was stunned for a moment, then glanced in the direction of the Dursleys in a slightly panicked manner, and then stammered in reply, "Oh......! Yes, yes, that's right! I'm from Desley!"

"Then why don't you go over?"

"This ...... I ......"

Looking at Harry's cramped appearance in front of her, the old lady suddenly showed a smile, and then asked kindly, "Kid, are you interested in trying my blueberry pie?"

"Uh...... Hah?!" Harry couldn't help but freeze in place in the face of the sudden invitation, showing a dull expression.

At the same time, London, England's largest Chinatown...... (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Shane was looking for a Chinese medicine shop here.

Early this morning, he saw that Harry was not in the guild, and he guessed where he had gone.

So, in order to speed up the recovery of his injuries, he also temporarily decided to come to Chinatown to find some medicinal herbs that would be useful to him.

This time in the battle in the Fierce Fire World, he lost too much blood and caused him to lose a lot of vitality.

The second is the veins, which are the places where the mana flows and stores in the body, and when he used [Yuankou] at that time, the excess mana directly tore all the veins and veins on his body. []

Although the torn veins were finally repaired through the sky magic, as the saying goes, it takes a hundred days to break the muscles and bones, and the injuries on his veins cannot be healed immediately by using magic alone.

Eating and supplementing is at most to restore the body's energy, and in the end, it is necessary to use medicinal materials to assist in health and nourishment!

It's like a person whose leg bone is broken and then reconnected with sky magic.

Although this may not seem like a problem on the surface, if you run immediately, this leg bone will definitely break in two again.

Walking on the street, after many inquiries, Shane finally came to the largest Chinese medicine hall in London.

Shane pushed open the quaint door and walked in, and was greeted by a combination of traditional and modern décor.

Entering the door is a vermilion wooden front desk, and on the right side you can see a box for storing medicinal herbs that leads to the ceiling, and several people are weighing medicinal herbs with copper scales at the bottom.

On the left, there should be a place where the doctor is treated, and a straight corridor leads to the innermost part of the medical hall.

In addition, there is a faint smell of Chinese medicinal herbs wafting in the air.

Seeing that there were guests coming, and it was a familiar oriental face, the receptionist at the front desk didn't care about Shane's immature face, and hurriedly stepped forward and asked respectfully, "Sir, is there anything you need our help with?"

"I'd like to grab some medicine!" replied Shane.

"Yes, sir, may I ask you what medicine you want to grab? Please show me your prescription!"

"Uh...... I'm not trying to grab the prescription!" Shane scratched his head, then turned his head to look at the area where the herbs were stored, "Do you have any ginseng or other great tonic herbs here, I want as many as I want!"

"This ...... I'm really sorry, sir, we do have the medicinal herbs you are referring to, but can you easily reveal the purpose of these herbs you bought?" asked the receptionist in a cold sweat.

"Use, of course, for food!" replied Shane.

"I'm really sorry, sir! We have a rule here, we can directly help customers with prescriptions, but if you don't have a prescription and want to buy medicinal herbs directly, you can either bring the patient to our doctor to see, or ask our doctor to come to the clinic, we can prescribe the right medicine, but we don't accept direct sales of medicinal herbs!" the receptionist explained slowly.

"Huh, what kind of strange rule is this?!, you don't do this business?!" An exclamation mark and question mark suddenly popped out of Shane's head.

"I'm sorry! It's really because some customers used to buy some medicinal herbs from us, and then go to the recipe to decoction by themselves, and in the end they have to blame us for drinking problems! Especially those who have a heart, deliberately drugged themselves and then falsely accused us, our store manager was really afraid after losing money several times, so there is this rule......

"This ...... Okay, then according to your rules, do you need to queue up?" Shane sighed helplessly, and then asked the cang.

This kind of porcelain touching happens everywhere!

"Is that the patient?" asked the receptionist tentatively.

Because she looked at Shane's lively appearance, except for her almost face, it seemed that she didn't need such a big tonic as ginseng at all!

"That's me!" Shane nodded.

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