Hogwarts, was gnawed at the beginning

Riding the Knight Bus is an amazing experience.

But the process is definitely not wonderful.

"Welcome to the next ride." Stan Sampack stood in front of the open door, waving with a smile, and then the Knight Bus bent like a spring and disappeared with a pop.

True catapult start!

With a pale face and trembling arms, Soul led Hermione, who was also unable to straighten up, and sat down on a bench by the roadside with difficulty.

"Gudu." Soul gritted his teeth after struggling to swallow the breakfast that was about to spurt out. "I will never believe anything Hagrid says again. He actually told me that taking the Knight Bus is more comfortable than taking the Muggle Bus. .”

Hermione, with a pale face, recalled that the Knight Bus had taken them jumping up and down, rising for a while, plummeting for a while, and crashing straight into a building.

"Ugh..." A stream of sour water rose up from his throat.

The two of them sat on a bench not far from the Leaky Cauldron for a while before they regained their composure.

"Sul, what should we do if we go back later? I don't want to go on a roller coaster again." Hermione asked in a low voice. Her face was still pale, but after a while, she got better.

"Take a taxi!" Suer said in a very firm tone, "I will never take the Knight Bus again!"

Hermione thought it was a good idea and gave it a thumbs up.

The two of them calmed down for a while, breathed in the hazy air of the foggy city, and felt a lot more awake. Then they got up and walked towards the Leaky Cauldron Bar not far away.

Perhaps because today is the day before Christmas, the bar was bustling with people, and the boss was running back and forth quickly carrying a wine tray.

"Hannah?" Hermione suddenly crossed Soul and patted a girl with her hair hanging behind her back, "Why are you here?"

"Good morning, Hermione, Soul." The hair on Hannah's head was soaked with sweat and stuck to her big, smooth forehead. It looked like she had been busy for a long time.

"Didn't I tell you?" She tilted her head, "The owner of the Leaky Cauldron is my uncle."

Before they could talk more, Tom's call floated over.

"Hannah, this glass of wine is delivered to table 21."

"Here you come, uncle." Hannah called over her shoulder, then turned to Sol and Hermione.

"Sorry, are you going to Diagon Alley? There happens to be a family that just went to the backyard. If you go now, you can go in with them."

"I have to get busy."

"See you at school."

After saying that, Hannah hurriedly ran towards the counter.

Sol and Hermione looked at each other and shrugged in unison. As they passed the bar, Old Tom was sweating profusely and lowering his head to mix drinks at the counter.

He hasn't changed much since the first time they met.

Oh, except the towel on the shoulder turned off-white.

The two young wizards walked into Diagon Alley before the archway closed. It was the first time for Soul and Hermione to see the wizarding street at Christmas. The way wizards celebrated seemed to be no different from that of Muggles.

Colorful ribbons floated in defiance of gravity in the sky above the street. Colored balls were fixed on the ribbons and sparkled. A Christmas tree made of fir trees was placed at the entrance of every store. The melodious "Jingle Bells" played ” filled the air along with the aroma of ginger cookies.

"Would you like some mulled wine?" When passing by a [Colorful Candy Shop], Suer saw several wizards gathered around the stall in front of the shop. In the stall, a witch wearing elk antlers smiled and said: The guest is handed a small porcelain cup and a donut.

The complex fruity taste stimulated Sur's taste buds, and he couldn't help but swallow.

"Children can't drink!" Hermione said righteously, but her throat swallowed imperceptibly.

Soul noticed, and he persuaded diligently,

"It's okay. Look, the wizard is still feeding his child. The alcohol will evaporate during cooking. This is knowledge we learned in elementary school."

"Um...Okay." Hermione finally agreed, "Then let's try it."

For a silver sickle, Soul accepted the mulled wine and donuts for two as the witch sang "Merry Christmas."

Facts have proved that even if mulled wine does not taste like alcohol, wine is still wine after all.

The rosy-faced Hermione was holding Soul's arm lovingly for a while, and then jumping up and down like a crazy woman standing in the middle of the street laughing.

Su Er slapped his face and looked at the mulled wine in his hand that he had not yet drank. Well...

Thankfully, Hermione's behavior was not unique.

Well... Suer has seen many big girls jumping around on the street waving unknown objects in their hands.

There are also young couples kissing passionately in front of everyone.

....Is the wizarding world so open?

After a while, Hermione's physical strength had obviously begun to discharge. From her eyes, Sur could clearly see the coils of mosquito coils.

Right in front is Ollivander's, a millennium staff shop.

This is also one of the established goals of Suer and his team. Due to his magic power, although Suer can use transformation to transform a horse that looks like a unicorn, he cannot make it last for long.

When he was studying at Hogwarts, he experimented and found that the time a unicorn can last is directly related to its size.

The Unicorn, which is about the same size as Angel, can only last about two days before collapsing due to lack of magic power.

Why didn't Soul perform the transformation spell in front of Angel?

This has to mention the trace setting. According to the [Restrictions on Underage Wizards], young wizards are not allowed to cast spells outside of school. If they violate it, they will be fined after 10 minutes. If you receive a warning letter from the Ministry of Magic, if you violate it again, the Ministry of Magic will send a letter directly to Hogwarts, ordering the student to be expelled, and the student's wand will be recovered.

Trace Silk has a big bug. It will be ineffective when there are many adult wizards present, but it is not a very safe thing when wizards are present.

However, when casting spells in Ollivander's Wand Shop, the possibility of being detected is greatly reduced.

"Hello, Mr. Ollivander." When Soul pushed the door in, Ollivander was sitting on a sofa and carefully wiping the wand in his hand with silk cloth.

"Oh, I remember you, picky customer." Ollivander smiled and nodded, "Platanus, Yeqi tail feathers..."

"Is there something wrong with the wand?" he asked doubtfully.

"No." Soul helped Hermione, who was a little dizzy after she had stopped, to sit down on the bench. "The wand you sold me is great."

"Is that your female companion?" Ollivander blinked his moon-like eyes, "She doesn't look good."

"Hermione took a small sip of mulled wine when she came, and that was it." Soul smiled bitterly and looked at Ollivander sincerely, "I would like to ask you to allow me a small request. .”

"Oh?"

"I want to complete a transfiguration spell in your shop. You know, Hogwarts students are not allowed to cast spells privately outside the school. In fact, the best place I can think of is in your shop." Su Er explained his request sincerely, "I have a sister, and before school started, I promised to prepare a gift for her."

Ollivander looked at Sur carefully for a while with his bright eyes. Just when Sur thought the old gentleman would not agree, he unexpectedly nodded.

"Yes, Mr. Bones," he said. "I just wanted to see how the wand would behave in your hands."

"Well...in fact, Mr. Bones, traces rarely make mistakes, and casting a spell here is not the best option...but..."

Ollivander suddenly winked mischievously,

"If anyone asks, I can say that I asked you to test magic in the store. The reason... maybe there is something wrong with the wand..."

"Thank you for your generosity, Mr. Ollivander..." Soul bowed his thanks and then took out his wand, "In order not to delay your enjoyment of Christmas, I will start now."

"You're welcome, Mr. Bones." Ollivander smiled and nodded.

"Please start your show."