Harry Potter and the Secret Treasure

"But it's the Firebolt, the fastest broomstick in the world."

"It's also the most expensive!"

Harry nodded in agreement. He looked at the label, which said the price was negotiable. He didn't want to think about how much this Firebolt was worth. One thing is certain, it must not be a price he can afford.

It took a lot of effort for Ivan to pull Harry away, otherwise he would have stood here all day, just staring at a broomstick.

After leaving the Quidditch shop, they went to Lihen Bookstore to buy new textbooks.

Ivan needs to buy new Defense Against the Dark Arts books, and Harry has added two new courses, protection of magical creatures and divination.

However, they were taken aback when they entered the Lihen Bookstore. The bookstore was in a mess. The original beautifully bound spell books were gone, replaced by several large iron cages, which probably contained more than 200 copies of "Monsters" The Book of Monsters.

Locked together, the books wrestled in a furious wrestling, belligerently biting and fighting, sending broken pages flying here and there.

"Is it from Hogwarts? Are you here to buy a new book?" The manager greeted him impatiently. When he saw Ivan, a smile appeared on his face, "Oh, so it's you, What book do you need to buy, Mr. Mason?"

In just one year, Ai Wen bought more than 200 magic books at Lihen Bookstore, which made him almost the most popular customer of Lihen Bookstore.

"Um, what are these books?" Ivan pointed to the iron cage.

"Don't mention it, these "Monster Books of Monsters" are simply the worst books I have ever seen in my life, worse than the "Book of Invisibility" I have read before, and they are so messed up. It is unimaginable, I've been bitten five times this morning."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud tearing sound from inside the cage. The two "Monster Books of Monsters" grabbed the third book and tried to tear it apart.

"No! Stop it, stop it!" cried the manager, thrusting his cane between the bars and opening the books, "I'll never store these books again, ever! It's a nightmare , if you let me know which idiot designated this kind of book as a textbook, I will definitely kill him."

Hearing his words, Harry turned his head hastily.

Hagrid gave him a copy of "Monsters' Book of Monsters" a few days ago, which made him feel a strange sense of unease. His intuition told Harry that Hagrid must have designated these books as textbooks.No professor other than Hagrid likes a book that bites.

"It's actually very easy to deal with these books." Seeing how pitiful the other party was, Ai Wen decided to tell him the trick, and he said softly, "Just touch the spine of the book lightly, and they will calm down!"

"What?!" the manager asked in surprise.

Ai Wen motioned for the other party to take out a "Monster Book of Monsters" from the cage. The book struggled to bite, but Ai Wen's index finger slid from top to bottom on the spine of the book, and the book trembled, and then It opened and lay quietly in his hands.

"My God, Mr. Mason, incredible!" exclaimed the manager, "You've really done me a favor!"

He directed several clerks to take out the "Monster Book of Monsters" one by one, and after calming them down according to Ivan's method, he immediately tied them up with a rope.

"Bundle them up, that's the right way to deal with these books!" gasped the manager.

Thanks to Ivan's suggestion, he and Harry get the lowest discount.

Ai Wen took a few books very bluntly, he thought for a while, and took a textbook for the new third-grade course one by one.

The curriculum of the second grade is exactly the same as that of the first grade, and Aiwen has already completed most of the contents by himself.It was a waste of time to go to class again. He decided to sit in on a few newly added classes in the third grade. At the end of the last semester, Professor McGonagall had agreed to his request.

Harry bought "Intermediate Transfiguration" and "Standard Spells, Level [-]", as well as "Putting Through the Fog to See the Future" by Cassandra Wabraski, which is the designated introductory textbook for divination classes. It has a strong guiding effect on content such as palmistry, crystal balls, and bird viscera.

But Harry didn't look at his new book. His eyes fell on another book, which was "Omen of Death" on the small table. It was written in big red letters: When you know the worst What should you do when the event is coming?

"Oh, if I were you, I wouldn't read such a book." The bookstore clerk saw Harry's gaze on the book, and said relaxedly, "When you read this book, you will see the omen of death." Everywhere, this book will scare people to death."

But Harry was still staring at the cover of the book: there was a dog on the cover, about the size of a bear, with glowing eyes.This dog looks eerily familiar...

Harry pulled Ivan and motioned him to look at the cover.

Ivan glanced at it. This black dog, which represents the omen of death, is indeed a bit like Sirius Black. No wonder Harry felt uneasy.

"Ewen, do you think that night..."

"Don't think about it, it's just a stray dog!" Aiwen thought of being chased by the other party for several streets, he gritted his teeth and added, "Yes, a very annoying stray dog."

Chapter 73 Crookshanks and Scabbers

The days passed day by day, and it was the last day of summer vacation in a blink of an eye.

Early in the morning, just as Ivan and Harry went downstairs, they saw the Weasley family emerge from the fireplace, dusty, as if they had just returned from Egypt. They were dressed in a mixture of normal wizard robes and traditional Egyptian costumes. It looked unbelievably peculiar.

Mrs. Weasley stepped forward and hugged the two of them. Mr. Weasley went to the bar to book a few rooms. They were going to spend the night at the Leaky Cauldron tonight.

A few minutes later, old Tom brought his breakfast.

Everyone happily ate breakfast, and Percy showed off his Boys Student Union President badge to Ivan and Harry in a pretentious manner, and shook hands with the two of them one by one, as if they were being introduced to the mayor.

Fred and George didn't let him talk for long, and they shook hands in imitation of Percy's gesture, making them both laugh.

Mrs. Weasley snapped the behavior back, obviously proud of Percy.

The topic shifted back to the trip to Egypt, and the Weasleys told them all about the trip.

Next, Ron showed Ivan and Harry his new wand: fourteen inches long, wicker wood, and the essence is unicorn tail hair.As for Ginny, the little girl was the same as before, blushing unconsciously when she saw Harry, but it was obviously much stronger than last semester, at least she wouldn't knock anything down.

After everyone finished eating, Hermione and her parents rushed to the Leaky Cauldron.

Hermione was wearing a sky blue dress and a light yellow bowler hat on her head. Her skin was tanned to a healthy wheat color. Her elegance was somewhat playful, and she looked full of sunshine and vitality. She was happy to share with everyone Personal hello.

Several people chatted for a while. The Grangers had to leave early because they still had things to do. They entrusted Hermione to the care of the Weasleys and left all the things she needed at Hogwarts. Stayed at the Leaky Cauldron tonight too.

When they acted separately, Harry and Ron began to discuss how he inflated his aunt; Hermione took out a thick stack of parchment and stuffed it for Ivan, which she wrote based on what she saw and heard in France article.

"I heard the whole story from my dad that your Aunt Marge was floating on the ceiling for two hours." Ron laughed hard, thinking it sounded cool to blow up his aunt.

"There's nothing funny about it, Ron," said Hermione sharply. "Honestly, I'm surprised Harry wasn't fired."

"Me too, you don't know me and..." Harry glanced at Ivan, remembering that he wanted to keep the fact that he could turn into a cat a secret, "Anyway, I forgot about the expulsion, I thought I was going to Got caught. Ron, Mr Weasley doesn't know why Fudge let me go, does he?"

"Probably because of you, isn't it?" Ron shrugged, still giggling, "Famous Harry Potter or something, if I blow up my aunt, the Ministry of Magic won't Will let me go. Listen, they're going to dig me out first, and my mom will kill me."

"I think Mrs. Weasley's approach is completely right. You two are a little too complacent. You should learn from Ai Wenwen, and he won't..."

"I already knew I was wrong, Hermione! I just lost control for a while." Seeing that Hermione was a little angry, Harry hurriedly changed the subject, "Where are we going next?"

"I think we should go to the pet store first." Hermione said, checking her wallet, "my birthday is in September, and my mother and father gave me some money to buy myself an early birthday present. Ask for an owl."

"That's fine. I want to send Scabbers over for a check-up too. I don't think Egypt is suitable for him." Ron took Scabbers out of his pocket.

Aiwen's gaze shifted from the parchment in his hand to the little mouse. Banban looked thinner than before, its beard was obviously pulled down, and its fur was not as bright as before.

"Ron, it seems to me that your rats are just out of exercise."

The corner of Ivan's mouth was slightly upturned. Peter Pettigrew must have been frightened by Sirius Black's escape from prison.

"Sports?!" Ron looked at Ivan suspiciously.

"Yeah, I suggested Hermione get a cat so she could help you."

"Don't listen to him, Hermione!" Ron subconsciously put the little mouse in his pocket, "Banban is pathetic enough, we'd better find a pet shop quickly."

"There's a magical creature shop over there!" After more than two weeks of wandering around, Harry is now very familiar with Diagon Alley, "You can see if you can buy something for Scabbers there, and Hermione can also buy it there to an owl or a cat."

"Don't buy a cat to frighten Scabbers!" Ron reminded again worriedly.

The four of them walked across the street to the shop called Wonder Zoo.

There isn't much space inside the store, and cages hang from every inch of the wall.The little creatures in the cage were making all kinds of noises, which were smelly and noisy.

"Hello, here's my mouse!" Ron stepped forward and said to the witch standing behind the counter, "Can you see what's going on with it? It's been around since I brought it back from Egypt." It’s been a little bad.”

"Put it on the counter," said the witch, taking a pair of heavy black spectacles from her pocket, and examining Spots.

"Hmph!" The witch picked up Scabbers, "How old is this mouse?"

"Don't know," said Ron, "very old, it used to be my brother's."

"What's it capable of?" The witch examined Scabbers carefully.

"Oh..." Ron didn't know how to answer, the fact is that Scabbers has never shown the slightest ability to be interesting.

The witch's eyes turned from Scabbers' torn ear to its front paw, where a toe was missing, and she clicked.

"It has suffered, the mouse."

"That's what it looked like when Percy gave it to me," Ron defended himself.

Harry nodded. Since he knew Ron, this mouse has been like this. Except for sleeping, eating, eating and sleeping, it doesn't show any abnormality.

"An ordinary house mouse or garden mouse like this, don't expect it to live for more than three years." The witch pointed to the black mouse in the cage beside her and said, "Here, if you want to find a more durable animal, You might like one of these."

Ai Wen completely sneered at her statement, as if Banban was really a mouse.If he told the other party that this mouse, which she determined would not live for three years, had lived in Ron's house for more than ten years, he would scare her to tears.

"Well, if you don't want to replace it, you can try this potion." The witch continued, taking out a small red bottle from under the counter.

"How much..." Before Ron finished speaking, they saw a huge ginger-colored thing jumping down from the top cage.

Several people looked at the huge ginger-yellow creature in surprise. It was a ginger-yellow cat with thick and sparse hair.The cat looked odd, with bent legs, a gruff face, and a weird squashed look, as if it had slammed headlong into a wall at some point.

It jumped on Ron's head, poised to move forward, and purred furiously at Scabbers.

"Don't! Crookshanks, don't!" cried the witch.

Scabbers slipped from her hand like a bar of soap, dropped to the floor on all fours, and fled for the door.

"Scatterers!" yelled Ron, galloping out of the shop after it, Harry following.

After Scabbers disappeared, Crookshanks suddenly turned his head and looked at Ivan with a docile face, not at all fierce and violent before, maybe because his Animagus is also a cat, Crewe Keshan was very intimate with Ivan, and even took the initiative to come over and lick his hand.

This surprised the witch behind the counter, who had never seen Crookshanks approach a stranger before.

"What a cute little guy, its fur is quite splendid, isn't it, Ivan?" Hermione also knelt down and touched Crookshanks.

The cat was wary at first, but accepted Hermione right away.

"The color is quite bright, a bit like a big ball of wool." Ivan looked at it, and the cat was really ugly.

"I've decided!" Hermione held Crookshanks in her arms and stood up abruptly.

"What to decide?" Ai Wen looked at the other party in surprise, with a bad premonition in his heart.

"Didn't you ask me to buy a cat, I decided to buy it!" Hermione said, pointing to Crookshanks.

"Buy this cat?! If you do this, Ron will definitely kill me." Ivan showed a wry smile at the corner of his mouth.

Chapter 74 The Night Before School Begins

When Ivan and Hermione went out with Crookshanks in their arms, Ron and Harry just turned back the same way, and Scabbers was trembling in Ron's mouth.

"My God, Hermione! Did you buy this monster?" Ron looked at Crookshanks in Hermione's arms in surprise, his mouth shut.

"Yeah, Ivan and I both think it's cute." Hermione replied with a smile.

Seeing Harry and Ron turning their heads to look at him, Ivan shook his head briefly and slightly, and their eyes shifted to Hermione again.

"Hermione, you can't buy it. I mean, what about Scabbers?" Ron pointed to the bulge on his breast pocket. Can you rest and relax?"

"This reminded me that I originally planned to buy the mouse tonic for you, but Ai Wen said that he could make that kind of potion, and with his help, Scabbers will get better."

"Don't worry, I'll leave everything to you!" Aiwen patted his chest, but what he was thinking about in his mind was a few interesting potion formulas in "Power Potion", and he was going to experiment with Peter Pettigrew.

"Leave it to you?!" Ron wrinkled his nose and looked at Ivan angrily, "If it weren't for your bad idea just now, how could Hermione buy this cat?"

"It's not Ivan's fault, I insisted on buying Crookshanks." Hermione said, "Poor Crookshanks, the witch said it has been there for a long time, and people have been asking for it."

"Obviously, who else but you..." said Ron sarcastically.

"Okay, Ron!" Ivan interrupted him hastily, "Crookshanks will sleep in Hermione's dormitory, and Scabbers will be with you. They won't have a chance to meet."

The argument came to an end temporarily, and when they finished shopping and returned to the Leaky Cauldron, they found that the rest of the Weasley family had already returned.

Everyone enjoyed the dinner that day, just like the breakfast, the bar owner Tom put together three tables in the dining room, and the seven members of the Weasley family, Ivan, Harry and Hermione ate five courses in one go Delicious dish.

By the time everyone was trying to eat that luxurious chocolate pudding, Mr. Weasley told everyone that the Ministry of Magic would provide two cars tomorrow to take them to King's Cross Station.

Several children were very curious about this, they didn't understand why the Ministry of Magic would send a car to take them to the train station, especially Percy, he asked a lot of questions, and Mr Weasley answered vaguely.

Alvin noticed that his ears were red, just like Ron did when he was stressed.

It seems that the disappearance of Sirius Black has made the Ministry of Magic very nervous. They are afraid that Black will come and attack Harry.

I just don't know how many Aurors will escort them tomorrow.

After dinner, it was past ten o'clock in the evening. Everyone felt full and sleepy. They went upstairs one by one to go back to their rooms to check what they were going to bring tomorrow and prepare for bed.

Ivan took a step back. He went to the bar to ask Old Tom for another cup of hot chocolate. When he passed through the narrow and dark corridor, he suddenly heard two people coming from the small living room with the closed door next to him. Angry voice.

He immediately recognized the voices of Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, who were debating whether to tell Harry about Sirius Black. Mr. Weasley insisted that Harry had a right to know everything and that he should not be treated as a Children watch.

But Mrs. Weasley did think that this would put too much mental burden on Harry.

Ai Wen curled his lips, among all the people, he was the one with the greatest mental burden.

Mrs. Weasley was right, sometimes it's not a good thing to know too much.