The bar owner picked up a cup and said.

"According to the old rules, Hagrid?"

Hagrid patted the bar owner on the shoulder with his huge palm, almost pressing him down.

"No, Tom, I'm working on Hogwarts."

The bar owner looked at Zhou Xuan carefully and said with wide eyes.

"Oh my god, this one is... Could this one be..."

The broken cauldron bar suddenly became silent.

"oops!"

The bar owner whispered.

"Harry Potter...is honored."

He quickly came out from behind the bar, ran towards Zhou Xuan, grabbed his hand, and was so excited that he burst into tears.

"Welcome back, Mr. Porter, welcome you back."

Zhou Xuan didn't know what to say, so he could only keep a polite smile.

Everyone was watching him. The old woman who smoked the long cigarette pipe kept smoking, but she didn't notice that the cigarette pipe had gone out. Hagrid kept laughing.

Then the chairs started to crackle, and the people from the broken cauldron bar actually ran over and shook hands with Zhou Xuan.

"I am Mr. Cordoly, Mr. Porter, I can't believe that I finally saw you."

"It's so honorable, Mr. Porter."

"I have been looking forward to shaking hands with you for a long time...my heart is pounding."

"So happy, Mr. Porter, I can't tell my mood. My name is Dedalo Degao."

"I've seen you before."

Zhou Xuan said when Dedalo Dige got rid of the hat when he was too excited.

“Once in the store, you bowed to me.”

"He actually remembers it!"

Dige shouted at everyone present.

"Did you hear it? He still remembers me!"

So Zhou Xuan shook hands over and over again... Mr. Kodoli ran over and asked to shake him again.

A pale young man walked over, looking very nervous, one of his eyes twitching.

"Professor Quirre!"

Hagrid looked at the visitor and said.

"Harry, Professor Quirrell is one of the teachers who teach you at Hogwarts."

"Wave...wave...pot."

Professor Quirou stammered and grabbed Zhou Xuan's hand.

"I'm happy to see you that you can't say...high...high..."

Zhou Xuan said with a smile.

"What kind of magic do you teach, Professor Quirrell."

In fact, he had known for a long time that there was a Voldemort on the back of Professor Quirrell's head hidden under his headband.

"Black...black...black magic defense...defense."

Professor Quirre said vaguely, as if he thought it would be better not to mention it.

"You have used this already... don't need to learn it anymore, right? Bo... Mr. Potter?"

He laughed nervously.

"You are sure... ready to buy what you need? I want to buy... buy a new book about vampires, too."

It seemed that he frightened himself when he remembered this.

Zhou Xuan watched him stammeringly and felt that it should be the sequelae of Voldemort's possession.

But the rest of the people would not let Professor Quirrell talk to Zhou Xuan endlessly. It took Zhou Xuan about a few minutes to deal with them. Amidst the endless chatter, Hager raised his voice and said to Zhou Xuan.

"It's time to leave, there are still a lot of things to buy. Let's go, Harry."

The last time Cordoli shook hands with Harry, Hagrid led Harry through the bar and came to a small walled patio on all sides. There was nothing but a trash can and some weeds.

Hagrid grinned at Harry.
Chapter completed!