Alchemy professor at Hogwarts

Chapter 173 The New Professor of Protection of Magical Creatures
Knowing that the hot Firebolt in front of him was designed by Professor Ollivander in a few minutes, Harry couldn't keep his mouth shut in surprise.

"Unbelievable, I never knew," he murmured.

Hardy spread his hands: "There's nothing surprising, sometimes there's a shortage of Galleons, so you have to do something else, right?"

He smiled and blinked at Harry: "As we all know, the cost of becoming an excellent alchemist is astronomical."

Following Hardy back to Ollivander's wand shop, Harry forced his mind to stop thinking about the graceful lines of the Firebolt.

Although Professor Ollivander had told him that the Firebolt paid too much attention to performance and speed, and the manufacturer had drastically modified his original design drawings, and the current product was very difficult to control.

"The performance of the Nimbus 2000 is quite balanced in all aspects. As long as it is skillfully controlled, the Firebolt is very difficult to defeat." Hardy said.

Harry recognized it quite well, he hadn't lost a single match with his Nimbus 2000.

Why emptied his Gringotts vault to buy the Firebolt when he already had a good broom?

Since Hardy's return, he's been completely back in the hut behind Ollivander's wand shop.

Harry didn't know what powerful things this excellent alchemy professor was working on, but every time he felt the thrilling magic waves, he couldn't help sharing them with Ron and Hermione immediately.

Had they been here, Harry could have dragged them along for a couple of evenings.

Every evening at sunset, Harry would see Professor Ollivander walking out of the room with a tired face, but his eyes were shining brightly.

At this time, Harry would ask him for some summer homework on alchemy courses. Under the guidance of the other party, Harry could even start previewing the contents of the third grade in advance.

"Mr. Potter, a friendly reminder, you'd better find time to go to the pharmacy to buy the ingredients needed for potions class in the third grade." Hardy helped Harry review Professor Snape's sarcastic remarks.

Harry was so scared that his hairs stood on end, how could he forget such an important thing?

"Also, the trouser legs and sleeves of your wizard robe are a few inches short, Madam Malkin's robe store will give you a new dress."

Hardy was talking when Hedwig, who had run away from home, suddenly flew back with fluttering wings and threw an envelope to Harry.

"It's from Hagrid!" said Harry happily.

"I'm so happy for him!" After reading the contents of the envelope, Harry waved his arms excitedly: "I didn't expect that! Hagrid has become the new professor of protection of magical animals!"

Hearing this news, Hardy also applauded with emotion: "Remember to go to the Lihen Bookstore, Hagrid asked you to buy "The Monster Book of Monsters", didn't you?"

Harry nodded happily.

The next day, after going to the Potion Store and Mrs. Malkin's Robe Store, he came to the window of Lihen Bookstore.

Harry looked in the window of the bookstore, startled.

The store usually displayed bronzing magic books as thick as paving slabs, but now behind the glass was a large iron cage in which about a hundred "Monster Books of Monsters" were kept.

The books were all tangled together, fighting each other furiously, as if in a violent wrestling match, with shredded paper flying everywhere.

Harry walked into Lihen Bookstore, and the clerk came forward in three steps.

"Hogwarts?" he asked abruptly. "To buy new textbooks?"

"Yeah," said Harry, "I need—"

"Understood, get out of the way." The clerk said impatiently, shoving Harry aside.

He put on a pair of thick gloves, picked up a big knotty walking stick, and walked towards the cage door of "Monster Book of Monsters".

"How do you know?" Harry was a little surprised, he didn't say anything yet.

The clerk looked impatient, "God, how would I know? Of course, I've been bitten five times this morning—"

A loud chirp pierced the air, and the two "Monster Books of Monsters" grabbed the third and tore it in half.

"Stop! Stop!" cried the clerk, thrusting his stick into the cage, and beating the books to keep them apart.

"I don't buy any more of these, never again! What a mess! We bought two hundred copies of The Book of Invisibility that time - a fortune and never found a shadow of it ...I thought it couldn't get any worse than that...by the way, do you want anything else?"

Pulling a copy of "The Monster Book of Monsters" out of the iron cage and throwing it to Harry in a bundle, the clerk asked.

"Yes," Harry said, looking down at the book list, "I need 'Putting Through the Fog' by Cassandra Wablarski."

"Ah, divination lessons are starting, aren't they?" said the clerk, taking off his gloves, and leading Harry into the back of the shop, where there was a corner dedicated to divination books.

A small table was piled high with tomes such as Predict the Unforeseen: Keeping Yourself from Scares and Broken Ball: When Doom Strikes.

"Here," said the clerk, climbing up the stairs, and brought down a thick, black-covered tome, "Putting Through the Fog to See the Future. A great guide to all the basics of divination—palm reading, crystals." Balls, bird offal..."

But Harry didn't listen to him.

His eyes fell on another book on display on the small table: Omens of Death: What to Do When You Know Doom Is Coming.

"Oh, I wouldn't have read that book otherwise." The bookstore clerk looked at the book Harry was staring at, and said lightly, "After reading it, you can see the omen of death no matter where you are, which is enough to scare people away." Scared to death."

"However, there is a little girl who is very interested in this today, ha, she is there-"

Following the direction pointed by the clerk, Harry saw a Hogwarts student in the corner of Lihen Bookstore.

Luna Lovegood.

The other party was holding the book "Omen of Death: What to Do When You Know Doom Is Coming", sitting on a pile of old books, shaking his thin legs.

Not far away, the clerk shoved "Putting Through the Fog to See the Future" into Harry's hand.

"Anything else?" he asked.

"Well," Harry looked away from Luna, and looked at his book list blankly, "Uh——I still need "Transfiguration Intermediate" and "Standard Spells, Level [-]."

Ten minutes later, Harry came out of Lihen Bookstore with a new textbook under his arm.

But as soon as he opened the door of Lihen Bookstore, someone called out the name "Harry Potter".

"Who is it?" Harry was taken aback. After confirming that he was still wearing black-rimmed glasses, he turned his head nervously.

"Why are you here?" It was Luna who came after her. Her eyes were as clear as two crystals, and she was staring seriously at Harry's face.

"Hello!" Harry said nervously.

The other party recognized his disguise!
(End of this chapter)