The transfer student at Hogwarts just wants to fall in love [continued]

"Wow! Harry, look, it's a Firebolt!"

Ron pressed his face against the glass, staring straight at the broom in the window, wishing he could pull it out with his eyes.

Although Harry was not as embarrassed as he was, his eyes were bright.

Hermione and Mo Bai looked at each other from behind and shook their heads, like looking at the parents of two naughty children.

Ron and his family arrived shortly after they arrived at the Leaky Cauldron. The Weasleys took a special look at Harry's condition and found that blowing up his aunt did not leave any psychological shadow on him, so they were relieved to let them go shopping. , who knew that as soon as these two people came out, they were attracted by a broom and couldn't walk.

"This is the fastest broomstick in the world. The Irish International Club has just placed an order to buy seven of these exquisite broomsticks!"

When it came to broomsticks and Quidditch, Ron's mind suddenly opened up and he started talking, "We will definitely see it shine in the World Cup next year!"

He quarreled with Harry, "If you do it, coupled with your skills, I guarantee that until you graduate, the Quidditch Cup will belong to Gryffindor!"

Harry was also quite moved, but still shook his head.

"why?"

Ron looked back at him.

"Because of this line of writing..."

Hermione licked the ice cream and leaned her head over, pointing to the last line of the product description, "Price negotiable."

The little girl twirled her fingers and raised her head slightly, "These four words only mean one thing. The price of this broom is beyond your imagination~"

Harry took over, "And my Nimbus 2000 is also great. I haven't lost a game so far. There's no need to empty your vault to buy this Firebolt..."

"Okay," Ron reluctantly looked away from the Firebolt and whispered, "What if we can't move it..."

"You..."

Hermione shook her head helplessly, turned around and grabbed the person behind her, "I don't care about you, Bai and I haven't bought the book yet."

Harry and Ron looked back three times.

"Don't look at it. You can't afford it even if you look at it."

Ron looked at Mo Bai sadly and angrily, "Bai, you can't do this."

Harry burst out laughing.

Arriving at the bookstore, the four of them saw a commotion as soon as they entered.

"Can't these damn books be at peace?"

Flourishes and Blotts employees were driving away... books with sticks?

The book with a green cover and a furry surface opened and closed angrily and ran around on the counter, smashing everything it encountered.

You must know that the most popular thing in a bookstore is nothing else but books.

For a moment, confetti flew, and Mo Bai saw a manager's face turn green.

There was a large iron cage next to it, which was full of such books. The scene reminded them of Lockhart's cage containing the Cornish elves last year.

"Ah, it's this book. Hagrid sent me a copy for my birthday and it almost ate me."

Harry recognized the book that had kept him wrestling with for most of the night.

"Why did Hagrid send you a book? Or this kind of monster book?"

Hermione's expression changed, and she took out the book list that came with the Hogwarts letter, "It's true, this year's new course on Care of Magical Creatures uses the textbook "The Monster Book of Monsters."

Mo Bai raised his eyebrows. He didn't have much contact with Hagrid, but he didn't have a good impression.

Just sending Hermione and the three into the Forbidden Forest last year and causing them to almost be eaten by a spider was enough to make his blood pressure soar, not to mention later learning that the spider was raised by himself.

That is to say, Dumbledore interceded for him, saying that as a half-giant, Hagrid's understanding of magical animals was different from ordinary wizards. He really felt that the spider was not dangerous, so he let Hermione and the others go.

Otherwise, Mo Bai would really go directly to the hut to send Hagrid to meet his dear spider.

Now this Hagrid has sent Harry a textbook, and it happens to be a textbook for Magical Creatures?

Why did he have a bad premonition...

Only then did the manager see the four people entering the door, with unkind expressions on their faces, "From Hogwarts? Are you here to buy new textbooks?"

"Uh...right..."

Harry and Ron couldn't help but take a step back when they saw the aggressive bookstore manager.

The manager also realized that his attitude was indeed bad, and tried to calm down his expression, "Sorry, I'm so upset and annoyed by these damn books...Stop! Stop!"

With a stabbing sound, the two monster books in the cage grabbed the third one and tore it in half.

The manager struck the books with his cane to keep them apart.

"I will never read this kind of book again. Damn it, why are the textbooks at Hogwarts this year so weird?"

Hermione took out her wand, "Why don't you use charms?"

The manager spread his hands and said, "There are too many magic spells solidified in this kind of book. It is difficult for ordinary magic spells to have any effect. The magic spells will interfere with each other."

Hermione didn't believe it and shook her wand, "Everything is petrified."

The monster books paused for a moment, and then continued to tear each other apart.

Hermione curled her lips and turned to look at Mo Bai.

"Look, don't tell me that you are still in school, even an adult wizard like me won't be of much use..."

"Everything is petrified."

The manager stared dumbfoundedly as the stiff monster book plopped down to the bottom of the cage. Mo Bai smiled and put away his wand.

"Excuse me, three books on monsters and other teaching materials."

After going out, Ron and Harry surrounded Mo Bai and asked him how he did it.

Hermione pushed the two away and raised her chin.

"Except for a limited number of spells, the power of other spells depends on the strength of the wizard's magic power. Just because the magic power of Bai's spell was so high that it could overwhelm the wizard who made the book, the spell worked."

Vigorously miracle.

Mo Bai added, "It can be said that the battle of wizards is the battle of magic power."

Looking at the proud Hermione, Ron curled his lips and said, "It was Bai who cast the spell, not you. Why are you so proud?"

Hermione's eyes widened, "What's wrong with me being proud of Bai?"

At that moment, Ron felt like he had eaten many kilograms of lemons.

Stiff and sore.

Harry caught Hua Dian, "So Mo Bai's magic power is now stronger than that of an adult wizard? He seems to be a year younger than you, right?"

Mo Bai spread his hands and said, "This is just a specialty that is not worth mentioning."

Hermione and the three looked at him. Did this man have a different understanding of insignificance than they did?

"You were led astray by that butler named Sebastian."

Hermione said.

Mo Bai turned around and saluted her as a deacon, "I was originally your deacon."

"Ah~"

The two boys next to them couldn't bear it anymore and turned around to leave, "Let's go to the Magical Beasts store first. You can come back to us later."

After the two left, Mo Bai straightened up and stared at Hermione expressionlessly, without saying a word, just staring at her.

Hermione pursed her lips and said, "Ask."

"Our Miss Hermione seems to have bought a lot of textbooks just now..."

In the third year of Hogwarts, in addition to required courses such as Defense Against the Dark Arts and Charms, there are also many elective courses.

Originally, Mo Bai wanted to choose the same one as Hermione, but the little girl kept hesitating and refused to say how many he chose.

So Mo Bai, who found it troublesome, took the minimum and picked two classes that he was interested in, namely Magical Creatures and Divination.

Originally, he wanted to choose ancient Ronin, but he gave up after writing to Old Deng to ask. The existing ancient spells were rare and incomplete. If he wanted to imitate Dumbledore, he could teach it in a week. , there is no need to take a boring translation course for a semester.

But when he was buying books just now, Mo Bai found that the little girl bought more than twice as many textbooks as he did, and he even saw a Muggle Studies book...

"How many classes did you take?"

Hermione lowered her head to play with her fingers and said in a low voice, "Everything."

Mo Bai held up his forehead and said, "The schedules of some classes are obviously conflicting. How are you going to finish all the classes?"

"I asked Professor McGonagall, and she said she had a way..."

Mo Bai was surprised, "Professor McGonagall actually allowed you to act so randomly? Do you want to eat or sleep this year?"

Hermione grabbed the hem of his clothes, "But how can I catch up with you if I don't work so hard?"

Mo Bai was stunned and let out a long sigh.