Hogwarts Bloodline Chapter 158: Let's Go, Brother, I'll Take You to a Good Place - Novel Cool

Chapter 158: Let's Go, Brother, I'll Take You to a Good Place

Chapter 158: Let's Go, Brother, I'll Take You to a Good Place

"I'm not lost, Madam. The place I want to go is right over there."

At the intersection of Knockturn Alley and Crossroads, Harry frantically pulled at his captured right hand, hurriedly protesting.

"It's fine, dear. I can take you there. Are you trying to go home? Just follow me", the elderly Witch said, her mouth stretched into a grin, revealing moss-covered teeth. Her tone was gentle, like a kind old grandmother.

But Harry felt a chill run through his body. The thin, bony arm of the old Witch was unexpectedly strong, gripping his shoulder tightly and pulling him towards the depths of Knockturn Alley.

Harry didn't know what would happen to him if he was taken away, but he could guess it wouldn't be anything good. He looked around at the Wizards and Witches, hoping someone might help him.

To his surprise, none of the surrounding Wizards paid him any attention. Some of them, squatting in the corners and wearing tattered robes, even smiled at him, but their smiles held a strange, unsettling meaning.

"Madam, I don't even know you!" Harry tried to persuade the old Witch to let him go, regretting his mistake with the Floo Powder, or even using the Fireplace at all.

"We'll get to know each other soon", the elderly Witch said, gently patting Harry's cheek with her Wand, a wicked smile on her face.

"Harry, what are you doing here?"

Just as Harry felt utterly hopeless, a voice came from behind him. The two struggling figures immediately turned to see who was speaking, and they found it was a young Wizard, about seventeen or eighteen years old.

After a moment's hesitation, the young Wizard walked up to them, placing his hand on Harry's other shoulder. Harry felt as if his body might be torn apart by the two, and he quickly spoke up.

"Madam, my friend has come to pick me up. Can you let me go now?"

Harry didn't recognize the young Wizard, but he understood that this person might be here to save him, so he leaned towards the young Wizard.

"You little brat, don't—"

The old Witch frowned at the young man's appearance, preparing to scold him. But before she could, Ivan suddenly moved.

"Expelliarmus!"

A red beam of Magic Power struck her directly, sending the elderly Witch flying and crashing into the wall behind her. Her bizarre-looking Wand flew out of her hand, spinning through the air before landing in Ivan's grasp.

The fall was harsh, and the old Witch felt as if her bones were about to shatter. It took her a while to recover, her anger boiling.

She had never expected a young man who looked to be around eighteen or nineteen to attack her so suddenly, which was why she was caught off guard.

The old Witch immediately reached into her robes, ready to pull something out, but before she could, Ivan's Wand was already pointing at her nose, black Magic Power gathering at the tip, ready to unleash at any moment.

"Move one more inch, and I'll cut off your hand!" Ivan said, his eyes fixed on the old Witch's hand.

Ivan knew he didn't have the same intimidating presence as Hagrid, so he had to use a more direct and forceful approach to make her see reason!

The old Witch glared at Ivan, but she didn't dare make any more moves. If it had been a typical young Wizard, she might have taken a chance on their hesitance to harm her.

But Ivan's earlier actions made her realize that he was truly capable of being ruthless!

Ivan tossed the Wand he had just confiscated to another alley, where it landed at the feet of a downtrodden wizard lying there. He then turned to the elderly Witch and said,

"Get lost! And don't let me see you again!"

Without her Wand and with Ivan's Wand still pointed at her, the elderly Witch, though furious, could only obediently get up and leave. Her face changed even more when she saw someone pick up the Wand in the other alley, and she hurriedly followed after them.

Harry watched this scene, feeling a great sense of relief, but he didn't forget to turn and thank the helpful young wizard.

"Thank you, sir!"

Ivan noticed the change in Harry's expression and, wanting to give him a taste of the harshness of the wizarding world, smirked and threatened him.

"Don't thank me so quickly, kid!"

"S-sir", Harry, who had just been helped by the young wizard, saw his sudden change in demeanor and his heart, which had just settled, began to race again. He stammered,

Ivan found Harry's fearful expression quite amusing and tried hard not to laugh, but eventually, he couldn't hold back and let out a strange laugh.

"Come on, I'll take you somewhere you'll definitely like!"

With that, Ivan pushed Harry forward. The latter's heart grew even more anxious, and he nervously thought he might die today, hoping that someone else would come to save him.

However, fate wouldn't favor him twice. Harry walked the entire way without a second savior appearing.

The only thing that gave Harry some comfort was that they were at least heading in the direction of Diagon Alley.

Stepping from the dark Knockturn Alley into the bustling Diagon Alley, Harry's tension eased somewhat, but it didn't last long. Soon, he realized that the unfamiliar young wizard was leading him to a secluded area.

Just as Harry was about to muster the courage to shout, he saw the young wizard point his Wand at his own clothes.

Harry was puzzled, but the next moment, his eyes widened in shock.

He clearly saw the young wizard's body shrinking, his height decreasing, and the face with a few freckles transforming into a very familiar one. His clothes and body size shrank in sync, and before long, he had transformed into a young wizard the same size as Harry.

"Ivan?!" Harry stared at the scene in disbelief.

"Hi, Harry! Long time no see!" Ivan, after removing the transformation spell from his clothes, turned around and greeted him casually.

"What's going on? How did you turn into that person? No, how did that person turn into you?" Harry felt his brain couldn't keep up, and his words came out jumbled.

"It's the effect of the Polyjuice Potion. It's a potion that allows you to take on someone else's appearance", Ivan explained.

Harry nodded, then remembered how he had been walking with Ivan in fear and anger, and he puffed out his cheeks in frustration.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? I thought I was going to be kidnapped!"

(End of Chapter)

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