Exchange student at Hogwarts

Standing at the entrance of the Heathrow International Airport terminal, Zhang Chen felt deeply helpless. Whether it was his superior height, his slovenly attire, or the nameplate he held high with the two characters "zhang chen" written on it, or The style combination of two down-and-out tramps, one big and one small. It was obvious that the Hogwarts administrator who picked him up, Comrade Hagrid, was next to him the lightning boy that Zhang Chen least wanted to meet in his life.

He was really afraid of what he was afraid of, but looking at Harry's ill-fitting red sweater, ripped jeans, and black-rimmed glasses that he had to push up from time to time, Zhang Chen felt for a moment that the three of them really matched perfectly. .

After suppressing the depression in his heart, Zhang Chen quickly walked towards Hagrid, raised his hand and said hello, "Hello, Hagrid, I am Zhang Chen."

"Aha, hello, I'm Hagrid, and this is Harry Potter, a student like you who is enrolling this year. Harry, this is Zhang Chen, he is the first Eastern exchange student in the history of Hogwarts. "Give me the box. I'll take you to Diagon Alley to buy some school supplies first." Hagrid smiled innocently, tied the box to his huge motorcycle rack, and then grabbed Zhang Chen and Hagrid like chickens. Li Zhan threw himself on the back seat, got on the motorcycle and rumbled towards London.

Apparently Hagrid's motorcycle was a magical product. It was sometimes squashed and sometimes shrunk in the endless traffic lanes, and it passed by in various thrilling postures. Not only did it not cause any scratches, passers-by also turned a blind eye. Hagrid was speeding unscrupulously. By driving, the 15-mile journey from Heathrow International Airport to London city takes less than 15 minutes.

"Come on, let's go to the Leaky Cauldron. We need to book a room for you first. You two have to stay here before getting on the train to Hogwarts." Hagrid stopped his motorcycle and took Zhang Chen with him. Harry and I came to a dilapidated white wall on the street in London.

"Oh, by the way, Zhang, you have to wear these. Before you enter Hogwarts and let Principal Dumbledore lift the forbidden blood curse against the East for you, you can only see the real magical world with these glasses." As he said this, Hagrid handed Zhang Chen an old-fashioned pair of thick agate-colored glasses. After putting them on, they automatically adapted to the size of Zhang Chen's face, although they still looked stupid. Through his glasses, Zhang Chen finally saw the Leaky Cauldron Bar living in the cracks in the wall.

Follow Hagrid and Harry into the bar, watching the bar owner Tom greet Hagrid like an old friend, watching Doris Crockford, Dedalus Digo and Quirinaxillo watching Hagrid and others watching Harry When Lee appeared, they all came up to shake hands with him. Zhang Chen pretended to be as confused as Harry. When entering Diagon Alley, he asked Harry with a smile: "Harry, I didn't expect you to be a star."

"Well, I don't know why, it seems like they all know me," Harry replied shyly, and then looked at Hagrid stupidly as he clicked on the wall of Diagon Alley with a cute look on his face.

What a silly boy, brother. No wonder as a savior hero, he only joined the Magic SWAT Team and became a SWAT captain. Zhang Chen felt a little sad.

"We have to go to Gringotts first. Hey, Zhang, you have to wait for us at the gate of Gringotts. Just stay here and don't move around." Hagrid told Zhang Chen at the gate of Gringotts.

Foreigners also play Orange Skewer, wanting to see what the Philosopher's Stone looks like, or even seeing Harry's warehouse full of gold coins. Zhang Chen complained in his heart, and said to Hagrid calmly: "You go ahead, I will wait for you in the lobby to change some money."

Thanks to two big customers, Hagrid and Harry, Zhang Chen was enthusiastically invited into the VIP reception room by the goblin manager in suits and ties at the door as soon as he expressed his desire to exchange some currency.

"Time is money, my friend. Today's exchange rate of pounds to gold galleons is 5.08. The handling fee is 1 point. VIP, please drink some water first." The goblin manager casually picked up a stone cup from the table, with green stains on the cup. The green slime looked like it had been used by the previous customer. I rinsed it with water casually, threw in a few tea leaves, poured boiling water and handed it to Zhang Chen.

"Ahem, I'll exchange it for 980 pounds of gold galleons," Zhang Chen whispered.

"When you go out for small-amount exchange, turn left and go to the first counter." The goblin manager flicked his wrist, and the tea cup he just handed out returned to his hand. He took a sip and pointed to the door with his eyes, with a look of disdain.

Niang Xipi, I was originally going to exchange money in the lobby, but you insisted on dragging me in. Now you think I am a small amount, and you are really looking down on others. Forcibly suppressing the os in his heart, Zhang Chen chuckled twice, took a bold approach, and walked out of the VIP room as expected. He exchanged less than 200 gold galleons at the small-amount exchange window, and then stood at the door and counted. The surging crowds on both sides were waiting for Harry and the others to come out.

After waiting for about an hour, Hagrid and Harry finally walked out. Apparently Harry was in a good mood after seeing the inheritance left by his parents. There was a smile on his lips and the occasional ding in his right pocket made Zhang Chen Can't help but feel a little sad.

"Let's go, it's time to prepare school supplies for you first-year students. Let me take a look. The first thing, ah, of course is to buy a wand first. This is your most important equipment. Ha, I listen. It is said that magicians in the East do not use wands. I wonder what you will use to release magic." Hagrid murmured and pushed away the crowd, leading Harry and Zhang Chen to Ollivander's Wand Shop.

"Well, we are different. I am a sword cultivator, and I usually use a sword. The Celestial Master Taoists usually use talisman paper. The great monks of Tantric Buddhism like to use Zen sticks. Others use alms bowls, bottles, empty hands, etc. There are all kinds of strange things. ." The differences between the Eastern and Western practice systems are so great that it was quite difficult for Zhang Chen to explain.

Ollivander's is a run-down shop that looks inconspicuous. The sign on the door has been peeled off by the years, but a few lines of small words are vaguely visible: "Ollivander's has been making exquisite wands since 382 BC. ” contrasts nicely with the lone sample wand displayed in the window.

After entering the door, there is a very small reception area with only one desk and two seats opposite. Behind the desk are dense rows of shelves. Countless wand boxes are piled up on the shelves, making the store look... Somewhat messy.

"Is there anyone in the hall?" Hagrid shouted angrily.

With a "wow" sound, a ladder slid out from between the two rows of shelves. A white-haired old man who looked like Einstein turned his head from the ladder, stared directly at Harry, raised his trembling hands, and pointed towards the shelf. Rummage. "I've been thinking about when I can see you, Mr. Potter. It seems like just yesterday, your parents came here and bought their first wand."

"It seems like just yesterday that I watched the first Harry Potter movie in my life, and even the lines were exactly the same as what you said. Old man, I also knew that his mother was a wicker wand, ten and a quarter inches, and she waved it Get up and search, his father is mahogany, 11 inches, and of course your most important sentence, it is actually the wand that chooses the wizard." Zhang Chen was possessed by the god, quietly watching Ollivander show off. .

"Try this one." After a series of steps of touching the bones and measuring the body, Ollivander handed Harry an khaki wand and said, "Just wave it."

Harry waved his hand casually, and the two rows of shelves were shattered by the disturbed magic. He was so frightened that he quickly put down the wand in his hand.

"Obviously this won't work." Then Ollivander asked Harry to try several more wands until the boxes of wands he tried almost piled up into a hill. Finally, a wand bloomed with golden light in Harry's hand. Hagrid and Zhang Chen both clapped and applauded. Obviously Hagrid was really happy, while Zhang Chen was glad that the endless waiting was finally over.

"It's really amazing, it's really amazing." Ollivander also shouted loudly, and his face was filled with honey, as if he had seen a different scenery.

"Where do you feel so wonderful?" Harry couldn't help but ask.

"I remember every wand I sell," Ollivander said loudly, wrapping the wand in brown kraft paper and putting it in a rosewood box. "In fact, the two tail feathers of the same phoenix are the same. One made this wand and the other made another wand.”

It's similar to Mr. Lu Xun's jujube tree. Who does the literary master mean to speak so loudly? Zhang Chen looked at Ollivander who was a bit mystical, and he didn't think so.

"This wand is destined to be with you, and his brother is the one that gave you that scar. It's unmistakable. Thirteen and a half inches, yew. Remember, it's the wand that chooses the wizard. , you are destined to achieve great things, Mr. Harry."

Harry took a breath, his expression flickered, and he accepted the wand that had a deep connection with him.