hogwarts rose

"Magic is amazing."

Tria looked curiously at the place where Professor McGonagall stood before, where there was only a cloud of air left.

"I can't wait to learn the spell."

Ancasia took out the admission letter from his pocket, and the attached page was a list:

First-year students need:

Three sets of plain work gowns (black)

A plain peaked hat for day wear (black)

A pair of protective gloves (dragonhide or similar material)

A winter cloak (black with silver buckle)

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"Oh, there's so much to buy that I'm worried we'll be able to carry it."

Oncasia went through them one by one, and the eight textbooks were enough. They even had to buy a cauldron, which he bet must be very heavy.

"Tria, we must split up."

Oncasia thought about it for a while, and took another half from the Jin Gallon bag and stuffed it into Tria's pouch.

"Go pick out the robe you like first, and buy it for me by the way, you know my size. I have to find out if there is anything that can help us bring home all the things we want to buy today."

Triya nodded obediently. She was also very used to her brother's arrangement. She always knew that her brother was more considerate than her.

"Then when shall we meet?"

"How about you waiting for me at Madam Malkin's robe store, I promise I will come to you within an hour."

An hour is not too long, and Triya felt that she could do it, so she happily ran into Madam Mojin's gown shop that had attracted her for a long time.

Oncasia watched her sister run into the store safely, but she turned back the same way and walked to Gringotts where the goblins lived.

Triya pushed open the door carefully, and there was only a short and fat woman in the store, but she had a very friendly smile.

She noticed Triya's arrival immediately and greeted her warmly.

"Are you here to buy Hogwarts uniforms, dear? You're so early."

Tria nodded, she guessed that this lady was Mrs. Malkin, the owner of the shop.

"Come on dear, we have plenty of clothes here."

Mrs. Malkin walked into the store in front of Triya, and many robes were hung on the wall, and they were even posing in various poses.

"It's really interesting magic."

Triya was attracted, if she could also learn this magic, then she would not have to try on the clothes herself every time, but could make the clothes move on their own and look like they were being worn.

"Ma'am, I need three plain robes..."

"Oh dear, I know."

Mrs. Malkin interrupted her with a smile, "The new students are like that every year."

Mrs. Malkin led Triya to stand on a small soft stool, "Let them measure the size for you."

As the words fell, a thin and long tape jumped down from Mrs. Malkin's waist, and there were still a few pins that were eager to try.

Tria let out a gasp, as she felt the tape measure properly strangled her waist, and the pins pinned the uncomfortable fabric for her.

Triya looked at the magic small tape measuring her size efficiently, and suddenly heard the sound of the store door being pushed open again.

A light blond head broke in, his hair was sprayed with gel, and the hair shone brighter than Jin Gallon's, which immediately caught Triya's attention.

He must be good at taking care of his hair!

Tria subconsciously thought, don't look at the beautiful blond hair, whose roots are covered with hairspray, but their smoothness and luster in normal state must be very moving.

Tria made up her mind to get on good terms with the platinum boy, and get out the brand of hair products he uses!

At this time, the platinum boy who had just been greeted by Mrs. Malkin also noticed Tria, and Tria immediately showed a bright smile.

"Hi, are you a freshman at Hogwarts too?"

The boy seemed a little surprised by Triya's initiative to talk, and he raised his head even higher.

"of course."

Madam Malkin pulled the boy onto a small stool beside him, and another measuring tape jumped down to measure him.

"So, you are also a freshman."

He spoke with a peculiar intonation, each sentence prolonging the syllable.It's not surprising, but it's not as elegant as he hoped, instead it has a kind of childish and funny way of stealing an adult's clothes.

Tria nodded.

Before she could find a suitable topic, the boy went on to say, "My dad is helping me buy books next door, and I'm going to buy a broomstick later. Although first-year students can't bring their own broomsticks, Malfoy can always Figure out a way."

Unable to tell that this proud little boy was still a talker, Tria was immediately attracted by what he said.

"You just said, broomstick?"

"Yes, broomsticks. You haven't heard of Quidditch, have you?"

The little boy gave Triya a strange look.

"Oh, yes. I never knew I was a wizard."

Triya answered frankly, but the little boy's expression became even more strange.

"Your parents were Muggles?! You're a..."

The boy seemed to want to say something, but he gave up after glancing at Tria, and his mood suddenly became unhappy.

Tria didn't know what was going on, why the little nobles in the wizarding world had such a weird temper.

She considered it and said:

"Actually, I don't have parents. I've been in the orphanage with my brother. As for the parents, I guess they're wizards, because they left us the key to Gringotts. Except they're probably dead."

The platinum boy looked much better after hearing her explanation, as if his parents were wizards gave him great comfort.

But at the same time, he seemed to feel sorry, opening and closing his mouth, looking as if he wanted to apologize but was embarrassed.

Tria smiled. She really didn't care much about her parents. She used to think that she came out of the cracks in the rocks. Now even knowing that they are wizards doesn't affect her.

Just at this time, Triya also finished measuring, she turned around and stretched out her hand to the platinum boy.

"Never mind that, my name is Tria Black, can I make a friend?"

She smiled brightly, and the boy flushed.

"My name is Malfoy, Draco Malfoy."

Draco took her hand, trembling like an electric shock, but quickly stabilized.

He held his head up again and withdrew his hand at lightning speed. If it wasn't for the blush behind his ears, Tria would have thought that he particularly disliked her.

"Cough cough."

Draco cleared his throat, his expression became a little serious again, he looked at Tria carefully for a while, his brows furrowed.

"What's wrong?"

Tria tilted her head to look back at Draco.

"you......"