The Plane Merchant of Hogwarts

The two gentlemen began haggling over the list, and Draco looked at the items for sale as he pleased, approaching Harry's hiding place.

Harry's heart skipped a beat, he didn't want to appear in such an embarrassing situation.

Fortunately, Draco stopped to study a long noose, and then read the sign on a luxurious opal necklace next to it: "Beware: Do not touch, it has been cursed - Nineteen years have been taken away A Muggle life."

Draco turned around and saw the cupboard.He stepped forward and tried to reach for the doorknob.Just then, "It's done," Mr. Malfoy said from the other side of the counter. "Come here, Draco!"

Draco turned and walked away, and Harry wiped his forehead with his sleeve. If he saw what he looked like, he would probably laugh at himself, right?

"Goodbye, Mr. Bojin, I will wait for you to pick up the goods at home tomorrow."

As soon as the door closed, Mr. Borgin dropped his flattering tone. "Goodbye, Mr. Malfoy. Hum, if those legends are true, what you sold me is less than half of what you have in your house."

Mr. Borkin muttered angrily and went into the back room.Harry waited for a while, fearful that Mr. Borgin would come out again.

Then, as quietly as possible, he got out of the cabinet, walked past the glass counters, and slipped out of the store.

"He was scared," Mr. Weasley said seriously and with satisfaction after hearing Harry's story. "Oh, I really want to catch evidence of Lucius Malfoy."

Mr. Weasley was in a good mood now, and felt that this must be his own fault, and he was not embarrassed at all after eavesdropping on the children.

"Shut up, Arthur!" Mrs. Weasley glared at him and warned him sternly. Obviously, the boss was still angry.

At this time, they also approached the gate of Gringotts, and an elf bowed and led them into the bank.

Looking at the group of goblins in suits, Rolf tried hard to control himself and not let Voldemort's thoughts control him.

"Be careful, that family is not easy to mess with. Don't bite the bones you can't chew." Looking at Mrs. Weasley who was like a lioness and continued to educate herself, poor Mr. Weasley had no choice but to shut up.

Now was not the time to refute her, otherwise he might be punished even more severely when he returned home.

Fortunately, their attention was quickly diverted, because he saw Hermione's parents standing awkwardly at the counter across the entire marble hall, waiting for Hermione to introduce them.

"Ah, you are Muggles!" Mr. Weasley said happily:

"We must have a drink! What's that in your hand? Oh, you're exchanging Muggle currency. Look, Molly!" He pointed excitedly at the ten pound note in Mr. Granger's hand. explain.

"See you back here later," Ron said to Hermione and Rolf, as the Weasleys and Harry were led by another Gringotts goblin to their underground vault.

And Rolf had the Galleons that his grandma had given him in advance in his pocket. Obviously, he no longer had to go underground to withdraw money, and could just go out and wait for Malfoy to come find him.

After the people who had withdrawn the money came back, they parted on the marble steps outside the bank.Percy was muttering about buying a new quill, and Mrs. Weasley and Ginny were going to a shop that sold old robes.

Mr. Weasley insisted on taking the Grangers to the Leaky Cauldron for a drink.

"Meet at Flourish and Blotts Bookstore in an hour to buy you textbooks." Mrs. Weasley told her as she took Ginny and left.

"Don't go to Knockturn Alley!" Before she could finish shouting at the twin brothers' backs, the redheads dispersed.

In the Jumping Magic Joke Shop, the twins met their friend Li Jordan, and said goodbye to Rolf and the others, preparing to buy a large number of "Dr. Felipe's magical fireworks that automatically ignite and bloom when they see water."

"Let's go buy ice cream. Does anyone want to join us?" Hermione invited everyone after the twins left. Rolf naturally would not refuse the temptation of dessert.

In a junk shop piled high with battered wands, rickety copper scales, and old medicine-stained cloaks, they found Percy engrossed in a very dull book: How Prefects Gained Power ".

"Hogwarts prefects and their careers after leaving school," Ron read aloud from the back cover description, "sounds quite fascinating."

"Go away," said Percy grimly.

"Of course, Percy is ambitious. He has plans. He wants to be the Minister for Magic," Ron whispered to his friends as they left Percy.

"I'm telling you, he's been acting weird lately. He got his test results and twelve OWLs certificates a few days before you came, and you can't see how proud he is."

"OWLs stands for Ordinary Wizarding Levels." Seeing Harry's puzzled expression, Hermione explained.

"Yes, Bill has also passed twelve. If I don't pay attention, there may be another boy student union president in the house." Ron whispered.

Rolf almost laughed out loud after hearing this. Compared to twelve OWLs certificates, Percy obviously wanted to receive Penello's reply, right?

A few people held four large pieces of strawberry peanut butter ice cream in their hands, happily eating ice cream and wandering in the alley, browsing the dazzling store windows, and preparing to meet Mrs. Weasley at Flourish and Blotts Bookstore later.

Ron reluctantly stared at the full set of Chudley Cannons robes displayed in the window of the Quidditch boutique. He didn't look away until Hermione took them to a nearby shop to buy ink and parchment.

Maybe give Ron a Chudley Cannons uniform for Christmas this year?I wonder if he will still like this team in his fourth year.

While wandering around, they discovered that there were far more people going to the bookstore than just them. Rolf saw a large group of people crowding outside the store from a distance, and they all wanted to squeeze in.

A large banner was also pulled out outside Flourish and Blott Bookstore: Gilderoy Lockhart's autobiography "Magical Me" is on sale for autographs, today from 12:30 to 4:30 pm.

"We can meet him in person!" Hermione exclaimed. Looking at the puzzled looks in several people's eyes, Hermione explained, "I mean, almost all the books on this year's book list were written by him!"

The crowd seemed to be mostly made up of witches around Mrs. Weasley's age.A tired-looking wizard stood at the door and said:

"Ladies, be quiet! Don't crowd! Watch out for books!" These witches reminded Rolf of the fan economy he had heard about in his previous life.

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