The Plane Merchant of Hogwarts

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When Hermione and Rolf walked out of the Magic Zoo, Ron and the others just came back. He put the trembling little mouse back into his pocket and kept stroking his head, trying to get him to calm down.

"Have you bought this monster?" Ron looked at Hermione holding Crookshanks with one hand and stroking its head with the other hand. He was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth.

"This damn thing almost took off my scalp just now," Ron roared angrily.

"It wasn't intentional, you didn't mean it, Crookshanks," Hermione asked affectionately, as if talking to a friend.

"What about Scabbers?" Ron pointed to the bulge on his chest pocket and said, "It needs to rest and relax. How can it rest and relax with this thing next to it?"

"This reminds me that you forgot your mouse tonic." Hermione said, pushing the little red bottle into Ron's hand, which Hermione bought for Ron when she paid.

"Don't worry, Crookshanks will be sleeping in my dormitory, and Scabbers is at yours. You'll have no problem. Look at poor Crookshanks, the witch said he's been there for a long, long time, and he's never been there." People want it.”

Hermione began to play the emotional card. She felt that Ron would pity Crookshanks.

Sure enough, Ron walked forward angrily, as if he didn't want to talk to Hermione, but he didn't continue talking about Crookshanks.

But in his opinion, Hermione must have bought this annoying cat because of her Scabbers.

"By the way, Rolf, Hermione is going to stay at the Leaky Cauldron tonight. Do you want to stay with us?" Ron turned his head excitedly and walked behind, looking at the couple in amusement. said the enemy Rolf.

Hermione nodded, with a smile on her face as well, and for those who didn't know, she thought today was their wedding: "My father and mother left me and all the things I needed at Hogwarts this morning. .”

After thinking about it for a while, Rolf shook his head. After all, he had recently reached a critical stage of breakthrough. Rolf's own spell slot was about to be completed. He couldn't stay in the Leaky Cauldron.

In addition, the sanitary conditions of the Leaky Cauldron were also worrying. He felt that there was a high possibility that some unknown bug would crawl in through his nose while he was sleeping.

"No, I still have a lot of things to prepare. I have to go home and pack them up." Rolf lied without leaving a trace.

After hearing this, they didn't think much, but walked towards the final stop of the event, Flourish and Blotts Bookstore.

The original windows of Flourish and Blotts usually displayed spell books as big as floor tiles with golden reliefs, but now these books are gone.

In its place was a large iron cage containing about a hundred monster books belonging to monsters.

These books are all closed together, and they seem to be engaged in a furious wrestling match, biting and fighting with a belligerent attitude. Broken pages are flying everywhere, and there is no telling which unlucky person will get those tattered injured books.

Seeing the fierce battle in front of him, Rolf couldn't help but feel frightened.How are these books soothing, as if caressing their spines?

Tina saw Rolf coming over and waved to them. The Weasleys who were talking to them next to them also looked over with a smile.

Tina took out Rolf's book list and started to read it.Unfortunately, The Monster Book of Monsters is listed as a must-have book for the Care of Magical Creatures course.

Rolf seriously doubted that these books would chew up the other books in the package.

A group of them walked into the bookstore, and the manager hurriedly came forward to greet them. "Is it from Hogwarts?" he asked unexpectedly, "Are you here to buy new books?"

"Yes," said Tina, "we do."

But before Tina could finish speaking, the manager said with a solemn expression: "Please step aside," he impatiently pushed the crowd aside.

I saw him put on a pair of thick gloves, pick up a thick, knotted cane, and walk towards the iron cage containing the monster books of the monsters, with a look of death on his face. .

Suddenly there was a loud tearing sound: two monster books grabbed the third one and worked together to tear it apart.

"Stop it, stop it," the manager shouted, struggling to put the cane between the iron bars and separate the tangled books.

"There's no way I'm going to get into these books anymore, I'm going to go crazy.

We had gone through two hundred invisible books on invisibility before, and I thought there was nothing worse than them, that both books must be from the same series and equally annoying. "The manager muttered.

"Maybe, you can try to comfort them by stroking their spines." Newt couldn't stand it anymore and tried to provide some help to the poor bookstore manager.

The manager was greatly surprised when he heard this and quickly tried to calm these violent monsters through the cage.These books actually really settled down.

"Mr. God, you have done me a great favor. I decided to give you a copy of this book to express our bookstore's gratitude."

The manager looked at the monster books who had regained their composure and thanked Newt. Apparently, he had not yet recognized the famous Mr. Scamander.

Newt smiled and didn't say much, while Tina continued: "We still need Cassandra Wabraski to clear away the fog and see the future."

"Ah, it's time to learn prophecy, right?" The manager said as he took off his gloves, and with a relieved expression on his face, led them to the back half of the bookstore.

There was a corner filled with books on divination, and a small table with books such as Predicting the Unforeseen: Protect Yourself from Blows and The Wrecking Ball: When Fate Comes Bad.

"Here it is," the manager said, climbing up the ladder and taking down a stack of thick books with black covers.

"All the basic divination methods for you to clear the fog and see the future: palm reading, crystal ball reading, bird entrails, all have a very useful guiding role."

Ten minutes later, Rolf and the others all bought books, and then said goodbye to the trio who were going to stay at the Leaky Cauldron, hoping they could have a good night in the not-so-clean bar.

As for why Malfoy didn't come, it was because he was having diarrhea at home.

After poor little Malfoy tried the spicy crayfish, he fell in love with it uncontrollably. Before leaving, he packed a whole portion to take home.

But unfortunately, some people get diarrhea after eating spicy food, and Malfoy is just such a person.

Therefore, Mr. Malfoy helped him buy all his books for the new semester. He lay weakly on his bed at home, pinching his nose and taking medicine under his mother's eyes.

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