Hogwarts Everything is Three

What made Percy even more embarrassing was being told by Bill that the door was opened by the person he had spoken to this morning, Allen.

Percy had to say thank you to Allen, who pretended not to see Percy's uncomfortable appearance, smiled and nodded. Under Arthur's disapproving gaze, Percy flushed and thanked him again.

On the last night before leaving Egypt, everyone went to the Nile Wizard Night Market. The night market was filled with magic items. The most popular among wizard tourists were all kinds of magic amulets.

In the process of visiting the pyramids, the various strangely shaped amulets hanging in the heart of the mummies are impressive.

And Ron, when he saw a purple scarab talisman, almost yelled directly in the downtown area.

Ron didn't even dare to stop in front of this amulet, walked directly to another stall, and became interested in something similar to a small glass top.

"This is a pocket speculum. If there are suspicious people around, it will shine and spin." The vendor wrapped in a white turban enthusiastically introduced.

"But it keeps spinning and shining now." Ron pointed out the problem unceremoniously.

"Um-oh -, you see, there are people coming and going, maybe there are some unreliable and untrustworthy people nearby." The vendor turned his eyes and gave an explanation.

After some bargaining, Ron got the pocket speculum at the price of five silver Sicos. When the satisfied Ron installed the sight glass, he found that Alan was still standing in front of the stall, talking to the vendor.

Ron's curiosity suppressed his fear of the scarab talisman and stepped forward again. Alan has picked up a lot of amulets, including scarabs, cats, monkeys, and even pigs.

"Ellen, how do you buy so many amulets? How much does it cost..." Ron really envied Allen's pocket money.

"The functions of these amulets are different, and some of them are beautiful, and they are very suitable for gifts to relatives and friends." Alan picked a lot of amulets in the enthusiastic recommendation of the vendor. The big customer came to the vendor. He could barely laugh from ear to ear.

In the night market, they also tasted Egyptian specialties.

In the meantime, the sight glass purchased by Ron kept on. "It must be broken, Ron!" Percy suggested that Ron go back and replace it.

"It's no use going back. The stall owner won't admit it. There are a lot of fake and shoddy goods that are sold specifically to wizard tourists. They are very unreliable." Bill gulped his mallow soup.

The boiled mallow soup, thick green and sticky, tastes delicious, Bill loves it very much.

"The sight glass is not broken." Ron said categorically to Allen. "Bill didn't realize that Fred and George had put the beetle in his soup."

However, Allen had a different view, and he glanced at the Rat Scabbard lying on Ron's shoulder in a calm manner.

The sight glass was indeed not broken, but the reason it kept shining and rotating was largely due to the discovery of this Animagus.

Allen is not confident now that he will deal with it in Egypt and promise that otherwise the other party will run away or hurt others: "And when doing good things, it’s best to plan some benefits for yourself, and wait until you return to England to make preparations and arrangements. talk later."

Allen, who returned to England, rejected the invitation of the Weasley family to invite him to live in the Burrow temporarily. He couldn't wait to see his family.

Although the remaining time of the holiday is only a short week, everyone cherishes every minute and every second together. The mother Morgan Le Fay tried her best to make the returning little son happy.

Owen and Lun are obviously more interested in the magic of Egypt.

Daisy and Emily picked it up among the pile of talisman Alan brought back. Daisy handed a bear-shaped talisman to her sister, "Little Sweet Bear, you take this."

Emily happily took it and put it on her neck, "Are there bears in Egypt too?"

Later, after receiving the book list from Hogwarts, Allen refused the family's kindness to accompany him, and went to Diagon Alley on his own to purchase the items he needed.

In Gringotts, Allen exchanged gold bullion for a lot of gold gallons, silver sikes and copper nats.

After refilling the purse, he went to the Quidditch boutique with enthusiasm. Allen knew that the most advanced broomstick in the world, the Firebolt, was placed in this boutique.

From a distance, Allen saw a large group of people around the door of the store.

Allen got in sideways, squeezed past the excited men and women wizards, and finally saw a newly erected table with the most magnificent broom he had ever seen.

"Just came out...sample..." a wizard with a square jaw told his companion.

"This is the fastest broomstick in the world. Isn't it, Dad?" a boy younger than Allen shook his father's arm and asked sharply.

"Ireland International Club has just placed an order to buy seven such boutiques!" The owner told everyone, "They are the hottest items in this World Cup!"

Alan concentrated, carefully reading the sign next to the broom:

Firebolt

This latest high-speed flying broom adopts streamlined design, high-quality ash wood handle, diamond polished, and hand-engraved registration number. Each carefully selected birch branch at the tail of the broom is ground into a streamlined shape, giving the broom an unparalleled balance and exquisite accuracy. Firebolt can accelerate from a standstill to 150 miles per hour in ten seconds, and can embody the magical braking effect. The price is negotiable.

Allen walked into the shop without hesitation and ordered a firebolt in the clerk's incredible gaze.

After Allen had filled in the delivery address, the clerk repeatedly assured him: As soon as the Firebolt arrived at the store, it would be carefully packaged and mailed to Allen.

"Allen!" Just after leaving the door of the Quidditch boutique, a familiar voice came from behind-it was Harry Potter.

"Alan, did you come to see Firebolt too?" Harry asked.

Allen nodded. "When I came back, he always talked about it every time I met Albert. You know this broom made him miss his previous Quidditch at Hogwarts..."

"This broom has amazing charm, and many people come to see it every day." Harry looked at the direction of the Firebolt booth with fiery eyes.

"You are obviously one of them," Allen laughed.

"Yeah, Firebolt, the fastest broom in the world! But it is too expensive, and my uncle could not buy it for me..." Harry had never wanted something like this in his life, but as long as Thinking of the situation where he was about to reach out to ask Uncle Vernon for money, especially when so much money was needed, Harry gave up the idea of ​​buying Firebolt.

Allen heard the words and associated it with Dumbledore’s behavior in this matter. He felt a little dissatisfied. He felt that he could make Harry’s life more normal without doing so. In the end, he said that he was forced to know that he would be abused. Reasons for having to do this: "As far as I know, your grandfather Fremont Potter invented the quick-smoothing hair gel after graduation. Um... it's the kind that Hermione occasionally uses when dressing up on holidays. This best-selling product made your Potter family’s wealth reportedly quadrupled at the time, and after retirement, he sold the company with a huge profit. Your Potter family also has a private vault in Gringotts, Harry You should be quite wealthy. I want to buy a broom-even the most expensive broom right now shouldn't be a problem?"

Harry remembered the piles of gold coins, silver bars, and mountains of bronze Nat in his vault. "Well, but Dumbledore thinks I shouldn’t spend money. He and Hagrid think my aunt and uncle are right. This must be ignorant, otherwise they will take all this for themselves in a blink of an eye. You know, Allen, they often complain that it costs a lot of money to adopt me..."

Seeing that he had started the conversation, Alan said what he really wanted to say, "Well, but for whatever reason, your aunt adopted you at the risk of being found revenge by the mysterious forces, although it is not messy. It’s right to spend money~www.NovelMTL.com~Harry, but why didn’t Dumbledore let Hagrid take some Muggle money as an adoption fee to the Dursleys? He didn’t want other wizards to contact him. You can take your house back by yourself. I believe that as long as you have a fixed income, your life in their house will not be so miserable... Don’t believe anything they know that you have money and will take it for yourself. Harry you again It’s not a first-year student anymore. Those Muggles who can enter the Gringotts or dare to enter the Gringotts will have ghosts..."

Harry was speechless. He found that he had never thought about these things. "Dumbledore may not have time to think about me. He is busy enough...I don't want to disturb him with this kind of things..."

"Well, Harry, I still have a lot of things I need to use for the beginning of school, let's not buy it, together?" Alan did not continue to delve into Harry on this topic, but he couldn't help but sarcastically said. "Dumbledore actually has almost no time to pay attention to other things besides thinking about you... Father said that some of the graduates of the previous school year already had someone who could not even put their weapons apart from you... Dumbledore was not in a hurry... "

Next, Harry accompanied Allen to the drugstore to purchase the ingredients needed for the Potions class.

Allen's favorite bookstore is very different from the old signs.

The shop usually displays gilded magic books as thick as paving slabs, but now behind the glass is a large iron cage, which contains about a hundred books of "youkais".

These books are all entangled, fighting each other fiercely, like in a fierce wrestling match, with broken pieces of paper flying everywhere.

"Why does the boss want to enter this kind of book?" Harry asked strangely.

"Because it is listed as a textbook for the protection of magical animals," Allen replied.