The sharp-horned woman's anger startled the two of them. Fred reacted first, dragged Anna and ran away. The two quickly ran up the stairs amid the woman's loud murmurs.

Spiders, frogs, shrunken skulls—the standard features of Knockturn Alley, Anna saw the very distinctive frog shop at a glance, and the eyes of those frogs were staring at the two of them.

Fred's face was a little red, maybe he had suffered a shock he shouldn't accept at this age, maybe he was just tired of running, "I-I-I...I don't know where this is..."

"This way," Anna remembered that the Frog Shop was not far from Gringotts and the main street of Diagon Alley.

The two ran all the way, and it didn't take long for them to return to 92 Diagon Alley.

"George!" As soon as he entered the door, he saw George slumped on a small sofa, and Fred ran over to sniff him.

George woke up in a daze, and opened Fred's hand that was going to reach his nostrils, "What's going on?" He looked at the gray-clad two men, "What did I miss?"

"You passed out, do you remember what happened?" Anna was a little curious why George appeared at the door.

"I was holding the toilet door handle all the time. It was dark around, I couldn't see anything, I could only hear your movements, and then I didn't hear anything? Maybe I fainted at that time..."

"That's it?" Fred was a little surprised. "You didn't hear anything? Didn't you hear a spell?"

"No... The only thing that's a little strange is that I heard the sound of opening the stopper of the Butterbeer keg, a very clear 'pop'"

Anna took Mr. Mighty back from the table and put it on her shoulder. She was thinking about what weapon could knock him down with a 'smack'. Suddenly, he heard—

"Snapped!"

The sound of the plug being pulled came from a shelf, and the three of them looked over there. A small figure appeared from behind the shelf, with thin arms and thin legs, big pointed ears like bats, and a pair of protruding tennis balls. big blue eyes.

It was wearing a pillowcase, twisted and looked restrained.

"House-elves?" George was surprised. "I thought any place with house-elves would be clean!"

"Wow! You knocked my brother out just now?" Fred asked loudly at the house elf.

The shriveled figure came out, looking nervous and guilty, and a high-pitched voice sounded, "Du Du doesn't want this, Du Du doesn't want this... Du Du just wants to scare you off..."

"Then you gave us the flashlight?"

Du Du glanced at Fred, "I'm sorry sir, Du Du wanted to throw the flashlight on your heads..."

"Hey!" the twins yelled.

"Then why did you stop attacking?" Anna stared at Du Du, "or why didn't you come into the bedroom to catch us?"

"Dudu can't enter the bedroom without the permission of the master... The master told Dudu that no one else can know the secret of the house..." The elf wiped her tears, "but Mr. Keyhole told Dudu that the secret has been known...oh...bad Dudu ...failed to complete the master's mission..."

Du Du conjured a rope, and Anna thought it was going to kill someone, but saw that it was trying to strangle herself.

"Your master is Boren Galliard?" Anna was at a loss. "My name is Anna Lawrence, and I am his great-granddaughter, not counting 'others'," Anna introduced the twins, "This is Fred, this is It's George, my friend, not 'other'."

"Miss Lina's daughter! The last time I saw Miss Lina, she was a little girl!" A piece of rope hanging around Du Du's neck looked a bit funny, and it looked at Anna with a feeling of expression, " Same curly hair, green eyes... oh! This necklace! Dudu should have known...yes! Of course Miss Anna and her friends are not 'others', Dudu is happy to serve you!"

[Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read-abnormal: the task is completed. Rewards: Reaction +20, Memory +10, House Elf Dudu]

"Can you make more windows here?" George was a little curious, he wanted to know how the elf cast spells, the Weasleys didn't have a house elf, but George might be disappointed, Dudu didn't use magic plan.

"Oh! Of course!" Du Du was very happy. He walked to the keyhole that Anna used to enter No. 92 Diagon Alley for the first time, and knocked on the wall twice, "Mr. Keyhole, please change the window back."

"Tsk," Mr. Keyhole made a dissatisfied sound, but started moving anyway. Anna saw some wall tiles swivel to both sides like the entrance of Diagon Alley, making a hole, and light spilled in. Anna could see The fine dust in the air of the room, after a slight sound, the window 'grew' out from the masonry below the hole.

After the windows 'long' one after another came out, the whole first floor was lit up. Anna went up to touch the window, the metal frame and the glass were real. I really don't know how these grew out of the masonry—

It's so magical.