All gods become gods

"Huh?" Harry didn't respond for a moment.

"You still have a chance for revenge." Zhou Yi said.

"I see, I must study hard!" Harry was instantly motivated.

In the front, Duke didn't say a word, his heart was already messed up in the wind.

What kind of gods are these special people!

No, it seems to be a fairy character... At least, Harry is?

Now Duke didn't even have the desire to refute. If you want to say that others have a strong mouth, they have already defeated the Dark Lord when they were babies. Are you angry?

And the other one, Zhou Yi...doesn't want a benefactor anymore?

I can only calm down and act like an unknown beater.

Duke opened the door for the two of them. Behind the door was a narrow stone corridor, which was illuminated by burning torches. Obviously, it had very good ventilation conditions. The stone corridor was a steep downhill slope. On the railway, Duke blew his whistle, and a small cart rushed over, waited for them to get on the cart, and then moved forward.

"It's so complicated down here." Harry sighed, trying to remember the way, but then realized that, dying of laughter, he couldn't count the number of turns.

"This is the safest place in the whole world...except for Hogwarts," Duke reluctantly added Hogwarts. In fact, he still wanted to say that if Dumbledore was not there The pavilion is the safest one, but in the end he still restrained himself, and he couldn't talk nonsense.

The tunnel car passed through many places, and the howling icy wind almost made Harry unable to open his eyes, but he still tried his best to let himself see more things, flames, underground lakes, stalactites... and so on, until finally, they finally It stopped before a small door.

"Shouldn't you be thinking about client comfort?" Harry asked as he tried to keep his blown-out hair down.

"I think our guests are more concerned about safety, Mr. Potter, but since this question was raised by you, I will report it to my superiors," Duke said with a smile, and jumped off the track car, came to the small door, inserted the key, and opened it, "This is your crisper, Mr. Potter."

"..." Harry opened his mouth, but no words came out.

In front of him were piles of gold coins, silver bars, and mountains of bronze coins.

"Scared?" Zhou Yi smiled.

"These are all mine?" Harry couldn't help repeating.

"Yes, it's all yours," Zhou Yi nodded, and handed Harry a bag, "Just put some in it."

Until he filled a bag full of gold coins, hugged it in his arms, and felt the heavy weight, Harry still felt a little unbelievable...So he didn't have nothing?

Afterwards, they went to the 713 vault and took out the thing. Zhou Yi put it away and didn't open it to check it. Harry just saw a small bag wrapped in brown paper.

"Okay, let's go get what you need."

As Zhou Yi said, he asked Duke to lead them back to the ground and started shopping, cauldron, owl... I don't know if it was because of late autumn, but Harry immediately fell in love with a black and white owl. A snowy owl.

Madam Mojin's gown store.

Zhou Yi walked in with Harry.

"Mr. Zhou!" Madam Mojin greeted him with a smile all over her face, "Do you need to buy new clothes?"

"It seems that many people know Zhou and have a good relationship." Harry thought to himself.

"No, the ones I bought a few days ago are enough for a long time, thank you," Zhou Yi, who was wearing a star-patterned robe, patted Harry on the shoulder, "I brought Harry here to buy him what he needs for school. clothing."

Chapter 13 Lesson Malfoy, get the wand

"Oh, Harry... is that Harry? It's incredible, I finally met you... It's definitely a wise choice to come here to buy clothes. Many Hogwarts students come to us to buy, and now there are One, well, come with me."

Inside the store, a pale, thin young man was standing on a stool, and a witch was fixing his clothes again. Mrs. Malkin asked Harry to stand on a stool next to him, and put a robe on him, Then use a pin to find a suitable body length, while muttering: "Mr. Zhou, do you need some advice?"

"If you use it for school, it's fine as usual," Zhou Yi said, "It's better for the student to study with peace of mind... But in addition to the school's requirements, let's add some robes suitable for activities."

"A robe suitable for activities?" Mrs. Malkin suddenly became interested.

"Yes." Zhou Yi nodded.

"Can you explain in detail?" Mrs. Malkin asked, "It's best to leave some design drawings..."

"Of course." Zhou Yi nodded happily.

"My design room is over there." Madam Malkin made a decisive decision, and after quickly measuring it for Harry, she walked towards the design room.

After the other witch had measured the pale boy, she also walked aside. For a moment, Harry and the boy were the only ones here.

"Hey, are you going to Hogwarts too?" said the boy.

"Yes." Harry nodded.

"My father is helping me buy books next door, and my mother has gone to the street to help me buy a wand," the boy said deliberately in a long voice, and his tone was also very strange. For some reason, Harry subconsciously felt a little bit about it It's not very comfortable, it seems that the other party is putting on airs.

"It's ridiculous." Harry thought to himself. He had met Dumbledore, and people with real power seemed to be very easy-going. This kind of posturing was actually annoying.

"Do you have your own broomstick?"

"No, the school won't let you take them."

"Yeah, I can't figure out why the school doesn't allow it. I'm going to force my dad to buy one for me, and then sneak it in."

Harry immediately thought of Dudley, which made him even more unhappy with the boy.

Then, the boy said a lot more, including Quidditch and others. Harry thanked Zhou Yi very much for adding so much common sense to him in just two days, otherwise he would really have to do it because of himself. Embarrassed by his ignorance.

Harry couldn't help it until the boy said another word.

"Is that man your servant just now? The strange skin color and eyes, besides being good-looking, also care too much." The boy dragged his voice and said, "I also like to put on a show, let me tell you, you Be careful, this kind of person might..."

"Shut up!" Harry couldn't help shouting, "I won't let you say that about Zhou!"

"Hmm, woo?" Then, something that stunned Harry happened, after he felt a force gushing out of his body - the boy's mouth seemed to be closed, unable to open, I can't speak.

"Woooooo!" The boy was obviously panicked, jumped off his pedals, and even sprained his foot, but he didn't care about it, and ran towards the door in a stumbling manner.

"Oops," thought Harry, "I seem to have gotten into trouble."

Just as he was about to get off the stool to find Zhou Yi, Zhou Yi and Mrs. Mojin came out of the design room together, carrying a robe that looked very well-fitting.

"Zhou!" Harry yelled, and then stopped, he didn't know what to say, "Could it be that I just accidentally made a person unable to speak?"

"Oh, it seems that something happened in a short period of time." Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows. As usual, Harry had never thanked Zhou Yi so much for his mind-reading magic. He had always thought that Zhou Yi must have used such magic. Yes, he used to be a little annoyed by this, but now he is even a little thankful, because he doesn't need to explain the cause of the matter.

"At least the embarrassing part is avoided," thought Harry.

"It's nothing to be embarrassed about, Harry, you did the right thing, and I can only be happy about it," as expected, the next second, Zhou Yi said prophetically, "As for that child, since his family won't Teach him to talk, and someone else has to teach him, no?"

"What happened?" Madam Malkin asked suspiciously, "What about the other child?"

Soon, the boy came back again, he was still covering his mouth, but his expression was no longer panic, but anger and complacency, in Harry's view, this was exactly the same as Dudley, because the boy beside him At the same time, a tall, thin wizard with blond hair and gray eyes, with a snake-headed staff, was followed.

"It was you who attacked my son?" The wizard looked at Harry, and raised the snake-headed cane in his hand, as if aiming at Harry.

Harry's heart skipped a beat.

"Quiet." After Zhou Yi's voice, Harry was surprised to find that this time, not only the boy, but also the wizard who came with the boy couldn't open his mouth. While looking panicked, he pointed the snake-headed cane in his hand at Zhou Yi.

"The wand is coming." Zhou Yi said again, still not using the wand, Harry hardly saw Zhou Yi using the wand, and the snake-headed cane in the hand of the wizard who came with the boy seemed to come alive Same, moved, wiggled dexterously, yes, Harry could only describe it as dexterous, the wand broke free, avoided the wizard's hand, and flew into Zhou Yi's hand.

"Eighteen inches, elm wood, dragon heartstrings, inlaid in this snake-headed cane, I have to say, your taste is really bad, but, snake...Death Eater, Voldemort?" Zhou Yi shook the snake-headed cane , the temperament of the whole person instantly became different, no longer the gentleness before, but with a hint of sharpness in the elegance, Harry felt that even if Zhou Yi didn't speak at this time, he would definitely be the most exciting in the crowd. attention-grabbing presence.

"..." The name Voldemort seemed to be filled with terrible magic, and the already horrified eyes of the tall and thin wizard narrowed sharply due to a series of accidents, and he quickly stepped back several steps, as if trying to escape .

"Stand still." Zhou Yi said, everyone could see clearly this time, Zhou Yi really just said this sentence, and then the wizard's body seemed to be imprisoned by some invisible thing, his lower body could not move at all, his upper body It seems that he is still under his own control, which looks quite funny.

"Now, calm down and listen to me, Mr. Lucius Malfoy," Zhou Yi said, putting the snake-headed cane aside, "No matter what your son tells you, in short, this matter is yours The mistake caused by my son, if you want to use power to solve this matter, then I will be happy to use my strength to teach you how to behave, don't doubt the ability of a top wizard.

If you want to use your strength to solve this matter, you can. I will wait for you at Hogwarts. By the way, I seem to have forgotten to introduce myself, right? It’s not too late to make up now. I’m Zhou Yi, from Hua China, the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts, welcomes your revenge very much. You seem to be a member of the Hogwarts board of directors, but before you take revenge, I suggest you think carefully, otherwise... Hehe, as a former Death Eater, I don't know how much relationship you have with your master?I'm really curious..."

"Okay, I've finished my words, you can leave, and take your ineffective son who can only pretend to be a cat and a tiger..." Zhou Yi waved his hand, and the magic covering Lucius' body was lifted, and he didn't react for a while. Lucius fell directly to the ground, quite embarrassed.

"By the way, and this... Your movements seem to be a little out of standard, Mr. Malfoy." Zhou Yi threw the snake-headed cane back to Lucius.

"..." Lucius picked up the cane, sat up, didn't even bother to pat the dust on his body, didn't say a word, didn't even dare to look at each other, and left with the little boy, And the boy no longer had the same air as before. Even though the magic had been unlocked, he still covered his mouth, as if stunned.

"Mr. Zhou, Mr. Malfoy is very powerful." Mrs. Malkin kindly reminded Zhou Yi.

"I understand, but his power is nothing more than something built on top of bubbles," Zhou Yi shrugged. "I don't believe the former Death Eater if he says that there is nothing in his house."

"Speaking of which, you are really brave, you dare to call the mysterious person by his name..." Mrs. Mojin shook her head, her face full of disbelief.

After chatting for a few more words, Zhou Yi took Harry and left after paying the money.

"Did I get into big trouble?" Harry couldn't help asking worriedly, "That person, is a member of the Hogwarts school board?"

"Yes, but so what?" Zhou Yi said calmly, "Do you think I cared about his face or took care of his feelings at that time?"

Harry shook his head decisively.

"Before doing anything, it's best to think about the consequences and evaluate whether you can afford the consequences, Harry," Zhou Yi said, "Do you know why Principal Dumbledore can be respected by so many people? ?”

"Because... he is very powerful?" Harry thought of Zhou Yi's thought that "strength is the most important thing" that Zhou Yi had always instilled in himself.

"Yes, that's why he has such a high position and authority. As long as he wants, the Minister of Magic belongs to him, but he doesn't want to." Zhou Yi nodded, "When the strength reaches a certain level, the things you can do will also correspond There are many more, whether it is the Dark Lord or Dumbledore, of course, it is better to do good things... We have arrived, your final destination."

Zhou Yi pointed to a small shop in front of him, and Harry looked up——

[Ollivander: Making excellent wands since 382 BC]

Chapter 14 Why?The fire dragon is crying!

"Mr. Zhou, it's a pleasure to meet you, as if you just left my place the day before yesterday. I still remember your magic wand, made of alder wood, with a core of phoenix feathers, 33.66 cm (13.25 inches) in length, and slightly It’s elastic!” The store door was pushed open, and after the crisp and pleasant bell rang, a voice came from inside, “Is there something wrong with the wand?”

"As expected." Harry thought to himself, almost every place they went, every shopkeeper had such a friendly attitude towards Zhou Yi.

"That's because I did leave here just the day before yesterday, Mr. Ollivander," Zhou Yi said, "I came this time not because there was something wrong with my wand, but to buy a wand for Mr. Potter. "

Harry looked curiously at Mr. Ollivander. He saw an old man with big pale eyes looking at two moons in a dark shop.

"Oh, I knew I'd see you soon, Mr Harry Potter, you have eyes like your mother's when she came here to buy her first wand, ten and a quarter Inch long, wicker wood, your father is different, he prefers mahogany wand, eleven inches long, flexible, more powerful, sorry, I just said that he prefers, in fact, it should be the wand choice His wizard..."

As he said that, Mr. Ollivander came to Harry and moved closer and closer. Those eyes made Harry a little uncomfortable, and he felt goosebumps on his skin.

"It's also caused by a wand I sold..." Mr. Ollivander stroked the lightning-shaped scar on Harry's forehead with long pale fingers. "I'm sorry, a thirteen-inch long, A wand of yew wood, very powerful... but in the wrong hands... alas."

Saying that, Ollivander sighed: "Let's start the formal thing, which hand are you most used to?"

Afterwards, Ollivander measured Harry's whole body, and said in a rambling manner: "Every Ollivander wand has a super magical substance, unicorn hair, phoenix tail feathers, fire dragon's Heart nerves..."

"Excuse me, I want to ask a question," Zhou Yi, who was watching from the sidelines, raised his hand, "Do you have any prejudice against fire dragons?"

"What? Prejudice, of course not." Mr. Ollivander was taken aback.

"Then why, phoenixes and unicorns use tail feathers and hairs that can be regenerated, while fire dragons have to be the nerves of the heart?" Zhou Yi pretended to be compassionate, "Did you hear that the fire dragon is crying? !"

"What you said...seems to make sense." Ollivander stuttered and stuttered.

Harry also stared at Mr. Ollivander with probing eyes. It's okay if Zhou Yi doesn't say anything, but if you put it this way... the difference in treatment is too obvious!

"We... let's try wands," Mr. Ollivander hurried to the side and pulled out a wand, "try this, beech wood and dragon's heart nerve... nine inches Long, would you like to give it a try?"

Harry took the wand, gave it a flick, and Ollivander took the wand out of his hand and replaced it with another one.

"Try this again."

"This one is also good."

"I guess it's this one."

……

As Harry kept trying, more and more wand boxes and wands piled up on the ground—Harry didn't know what Mr. Ollivander's criteria were for judging, some of them he waved, some even He was taken away by Ollivander before he could even wave it, and to Harry's surprise, Mr. Ollivander didn't show any impatience, but instead grew more and more wands as he tried. more and more happy.

"A picky client, but, like I said, you can always find a wand that suits you here..." Ollivander searched among the wands that hadn't been taken off the shelf.

"Try this one!" Ollivander took a box off the shelf, opened it, and handed it to Harry.

Zhou Yi's eyes moved slightly, staring at Harry.

However, what he used was not just simple observation in the sense of eyes, but also paired with some special abilities.

Zhou Yi also knows some magic related to the soul, but it is not complete, and compared with the body that can be easily "operated", the soul should be more cautious, because no one can say that it will Thoroughly researched.

If more samples can be collected for comparative analysis, the experimental results will be more convincing.

And Harry's situation was a perfect one to observe.

What kind of connection does a "horcrux" have with the soul of the original owner?And what kind of connection does it have with another broken soul?

These are all phenomena worth observing, and it is obviously impossible to understand clearly based on those described in the original book.

Harry took the wand—this time was different from the previous ones, a feeling of bliss and happiness flooded his whole body, he waved the wand lightly, and a ray of light bloomed from the tip of the wand, as if completely driven by him!

Zhou Yi observed all this thoughtfully. Suddenly, he looked to the other side, which was the direction of Gringotts.

Within the scope of telepathy, there seemed to be some troubles at Gringotts.

"Qi Luo... why did you buy a book about vampires to steal the Philosopher's Stone?" Zhou Yi thought to himself.