Snakes at Hogwarts

Chapter 158 The magic mirror, the magic mirror, tell me

The vacation time is much duller than imagined.

The next morning, after the alarm clock buzzed, Andros opened his eyes lazily.

What caught the eye was an old-fashioned black chandelier hanging quietly on the white ceiling.

This is one of the many rooms on the second floor of the Leaky Cauldron, where Andros has been staying since returning from King's Cross Station.

Due to the special experience of working part-time here before entering school, he had a good relationship with Tom, the owner of the Leaky Cauldron.

This feeling did not fade at all after he enrolled in Hogwarts.

The exchange of letters between them was very close, and Andros would always write down the trivial and interesting things that happened in his life, and then mail them via the school's public owl.

When he returned to the Leaky Cauldron, the old wizard, who was only slightly younger than Dumbledore, gave him a warm hug.

Afterwards, he settled Andros in a newly tidied guest room without any explanation.

Even when Andros offered to pay for the accommodation for these few days, he was severely scolded by this old man who had lost all his teeth.

"My child, coming back here is like returning to your own home. Do you still need to pay when you return to your own home?"

"But I can't stay with you forever."

"Why not? Anyway, the guest rooms on the second floor are never full, so it's okay to give you one. You can stay as long as you want."

"Okay~ okay."

Faced with the stubborn old man, Andros finally agreed. Considering his current financial situation, it would indeed be a big expense to stay here for a long time.

Of course, Andros wouldn't really stay and eat at the Leaky Cauldron with a shameless face.

He would always help Old Tom in his spare time, or try his best to do something within his ability.

He doesn't like the feeling of eating free rice.

...

When his sleepiness gradually faded away, Andros fumbled around on the bedside table next to him, then grabbed the old pocket watch and glanced at the time on it.

Is it already eleven o'clock?

I can really sleep on my own!

He slowly sat up, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and stretched comfortably. Directly opposite Andros was a window with good lighting, and the midday sun was very dazzling even if it was blocked by curtains.

"Hu~his~hu~his~" A strange voice sounded in the quiet room.

Hearing the familiar snoring sound, Andros lifted the quilt in amusement.

Sure enough, a small emerald green snake was curled up on itself, its eyes closed tightly, and it seemed that it was still immersed in a beautiful dream.

The little snake's eyes were closed tightly, and the words in his mouth were swallowed out very regularly along with his breathing.

Yes, Ivar snores when he sleeps, and this is no longer a daily thing.

It seems that his spell casting level has improved a lot recently, and the duration of the shrinking spell has been improved for a long time compared to before.

Andros was somewhat proud.

Generally speaking, in the middle of the night every day, Ivar will return to his original size because the spell expires.

But this time the effect of the spell lasted until morning

Perhaps because of the sudden drop in temperature after lifting the quilt, the sleeping little snake curled up its body into a smaller circle.

"Hiss~ Why did the food suddenly get cold~ No matter what, Uncle Ivar is going to eat you all~"

An indistinct voice came from the little snake's mouth.

This foodie!

Who would have thought that besides snoring, a python could also talk in its sleep?

However, for a snake, sweet dreams are nothing more than a variety of exquisite foods.

Andros thought wildly.

If I remember correctly, today is the 23rd.

It's time for me to go back to the orphanage.

I don’t know what happened to Grandma Nancy and the children in the orphanage.

Andros has always been grateful to this old woman who took good care of him, and that low, dilapidated little house was also the first place in the world that he could call home.

Thinking of this, Andros no longer hesitated. He first followed the old method and waved his magic wand to conjure a rope to tie Ivar around his neck. Then he got out of bed, brushed his teeth and washed, then rummaged through the luggage scattered on the floor. A few pieces of clothing from the Muggle world.

Standing in front of the large floor-to-ceiling mirror in the room, Andros stared at himself in the mirror with satisfaction.

Yes, he will definitely be a handsome boy when he grows up.

He thought rather narcissistically.

To be honest, after getting used to wearing cloaks and robes, Andros was even a little uncomfortable with suddenly changing back to these normal clothes.

"Mirror Mirror, tell me, am I the most handsome boy in the world?" Andros

"What kind of weird thing are you wearing! Take it off for me quickly! And! Wipe the shit out of your eyes before you go out!"

boom!

Amid the angry roar of the mirror, Andros slammed the door, supported the frightened Ivar, and then walked down the wooden stairs.

I really don’t know which evil wizard invented this kind of magic mirror that reminds people to dress!

Can't you change to a gentler voice?

It’s true that even when you look in the mirror, you won’t be able to rest for a moment.

With this thought in mind, Andros came to the first floor of the Leaky Cauldron.

Because Christmas is approaching, the decoration in the lobby of Leaky Cauldron has finally taken on a new look. The surrounding walls are covered with colorful ribbons, and a Christmas tree carved from ice is placed in the corner.

It was covered with shiny little light bulbs, which were very eye-catching in the dim environment.

These are naturally the work of Andros, who used transfiguration to decorate the Leaky Cauldron into what it is now bit by bit. This is actually not difficult, but it requires time and considerable concentration.

As for Old Tom?

He didn't have the heart to spend so much energy getting these things.

Even the dirty tables, chairs and walls were finally cleaner, of course, just a little bit cleaner.

They still looked like they were dirty antiques that had just been taken out of the warehouse.

Andros remembered asking Old Tom why the Leaky Cauldron was like this, even the walls were covered in grime.

How do you think Old Tom responded?

"What do you know? That's not dirt! It's the sediment left by the years. This is a bar with a very long history. Do you understand what I mean, Ender?"

So does the accumulation of time refer to these dirt?

Andros really disagreed with Old Tom's idea.

...

"Grandpa Tom, I'm going back to the orphanage. I might not come back tonight." Andros shouted towards the back of the bar.

"Why don't you finish your meal first before going?"

"No, I have prepared food. By the way, remember to re-inject magic into these decorations from time to time. Don't forget, otherwise the Christmas tree will melt."

"I understand, please be safe on the road."