Yan Bai of HP

Diagon Alley is the central street in the wizarding world, a paradise for shoppers. Walking on the street, Harry looked at the strange and strange scenes around him, and looked at the strangely dressed wizards beside him, feeling a sense of being out of this world. .It has never been so clear as it is now. It turns out that he really left that world. In this familiar and unfamiliar magic world, he is alone, no one can make him trust, no one can make him reach out, so he can only Walking quietly, unable to struggle, unable to resist, but... One day, he will leave here and live the life he wants!

The emerald green eyes, like a grandmother's jewel, are sharp enough to penetrate people's hearts in an instant. Lucius walked out of Diagonal Alley wearing a black cloak, and when he looked up, he saw the amazing eyes of the young man, slender The thin and small body was quickly submerged in the crowd, and a trace of regret flashed across Lucius' heart, but it just drifted away without leaving a trace, and an apparition disappeared in place.

Mrs. Malkin looked very amiable, just like the book said, "Honey, do you want to order a robe?"

"Well, three Hogwarts school uniforms," ​​Harry continued after thinking for a while, "plus a silver-white robe and a black cloak."

"Okay, let's measure the size first, and just come and pick it up later."

Harry stood on the pedals, a tape of ruler flew up and wrapped around him, hey, what are you touching, Harry grabbed the ruler that was trying to get into the skirt of his clothes, and stared at it viciously.

After finally getting rid of the colored ruler, Harry paid the deposit, asked for the route to the wand shop, and said goodbye to Madam Malkin.

Walking along the main street for a while, Harry looked up and saw the old golden sign on the door "Ollivander: Well-made Wands since 380 BC in the Park", in the dusty window, faded purple soft On the mat lay a wand.

As he approached the store, the bell on the door rang crisply, and the wand boxes all over the room were stacked up to the ceiling, shaking as if they would fall down in an instant. This oppressive feeling made Harry very uncomfortable.

"Oh, guest." A soft and hoarse voice sounded, and with a click, a ladder slid out of nowhere and stopped in front of the counter. The old man on it had a pair of bright light-colored eyes.

"Hello," Harry gave a polite little bow, "I want to buy a wand."

"Look, I knew you wouldn't be gone for long, from who I'd met, Harry Potter, your eyes were exactly like your mother's, and I remember her first wand, ten and a quarter inches Long, made of wicker, that's a good wand." Mr. Ollivander walked up to Harry, his colorless eyes made Harry a little creepy.

"No, look carefully, your eyes are still different from hers, please, be more calm, your mother's eyes always shine, she is a good person, like her wand, the wand chooses the wizard, you want Keep this in mind." The old man spoke seriously, with a hint of hidden wisdom in his eyes.

"Okay, let's see that the wand is this little hero." Ollivander straightened up, "Which hand do you use the wand?"

"Right hand."

"Oh, raise your arm." Ollivander measured him, from shoulder to head, wrist to elbow, shoulder to floor, knee to armpit.The measuring tape rolled up and jumped into the cabinet. Ollivander rummaged through the shelves and picked out a long box.

"Try this first, beech and snake nerves. Nine inches long and flexible"

Harry took the wand, feeling very uncertain, waved it up and down, and with a bang, a fire dragon emerged from the tip of the wand, and Ollivander flung himself back.

"This one doesn't work, look for it again." Turning around, Ollivander continued to rummage, "This one is made of maple wood, with phoenix feathers. It is seven inches long. It has good elasticity. Try it."

Harry swallowed, and with a wave, click, a big hole appeared in the counter instantly, exposing the sundries inside.Ollivander snatched the wand. "Not this one, either. This one is made of ebony and unicorn hair. Eight and a half inches long and very elastic."

Harry picked up his wand.

【Noah, if this store collapses, you will protect me】

[Don't worry, Master. 】

[That's good, that's good. 】

With a wave of his hand, a jet of water rushed towards the pile of wands on the left, and the fallen wand box buried Ollivander in front of Harry at once.

Crawling out of the wand pile, Ollivander looked even more excited, and after trying wand after wand, he finally pulled out a long box at the bottom of the pile.

"That's it, how I hadn't thought of it, a marvelous combination, holly, phoenix feather, eleven inches long. Newborn stoic life, supple wand."

Harry took the wand, and the small dark lines on it were very comfortable to hold. With a wave of his hand, a green light flew out from the tip of the wand and rushed to the ceiling. The colorful lights scattered like fireworks, spreading across the room. extended.

"It's so beautiful," Ollivander admired, picked up the box on the side and put the wand in it. "I should have thought, yes, Mr. Potter, the brother of this wand is in the hands of that person, yes , is in the hands of that mysterious person who can’t even mention his name, it’s amazing, the only thing I can be sure of is that you will definitely do a big business, yes, a very big business.”

[Master] Noah suddenly made a sound.

【What's up? 】

[Just now there seems to be a fluctuation in the store that is very suitable for the owner]

[Why didn't you say it just now? 】

[Noah's current sensing range is very small, and the fluctuation was only displayed when the pile of wands collapsed just now. 】Harry stopped, thought for a while, and without looking back, he opened the door 【This shop has connections with Dumbledore, so I'll pick it up later. ] I wonder if I can get a bottle of aging potion from Snape. 】【Understood, master. ] Walking out of the store, Harry saw the black figure by the wall at a glance, standing simply, with a straight back, and an indifferent temperament, holding a shrunken pot tongs and a first-grade textbook in his hand, and there seemed to be a small bag Parchment and quill.

"Mr. Potter, you only bought so much after wasting so long, did you crawl over here?" With a mouth full of sarcasm, Harry reached out to take the things in Snape's hand, and said calmly, "Thank you, Sir, after taking the robe and buying a pet, we can go."

"Then what are you still doing standing there?" Snape raised his long legs and walked forward, Harry smiled slightly, and followed behind him, he was already satisfied with letting the poisonous snake take back most of the venom, obviously just please He bought potion tools, but he bought all the textbooks and potion materials, so no matter how bad his attitude was, he could accept it calmly.

When he arrived at the magic pet shop, Harry saw the little black cat with amber eyes, proud and fragile, and simply paid the money to leave. Harry picked up the little life, with a clear expression in his eyes gentle.

It was the first time Snape saw such warmth in those calm and numb green eyes, and those emeralds became soft and moist in an instant, with tenderness like water, the young man even showed a small smile, Alcohol and quiet beauty.A dark look flickered across Snape's eyes, and he turned to leave immediately. The young man had put away his gentle expression, and quietly followed behind him.

After a whirlwind, Snape stepped out of the flames, took out a bunch of things from his pocket and threw them to the boy behind him, "The corner of his mouth curled up ironically, "Now our savior boy can go out to class. "

"Thank you, Professor." Harry bowed slightly, opened the door and left.

Snape stood in the room and looked at the direction the boy was leaving, pursed his lips tightly, half-sounded, opened the curtain and walked into the bedroom.

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Because the two of them set off early and the shopping was efficient, they returned to school just in time for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Standing in the shadows, Harry looked at the silver-green stream of people passing by and thought for a while. , followed quietly.Take those things with you, and go back to tidy them up after class. Although that Professor Quirrell pretended to be cowardly and inferior, I heard that his strength is still good. After all, he also has the back of Voldemort's head. He should be proficient in black magic. Indeed, he has understood very well from before that being weak is a kind of sin. If he wants to survive here in a stable way, it is not enough to rely on Noah's help. He must also improve his own strength.

"That Potter has appeared." Pansy inadvertently glanced at the silent boy at the rear left, and poked Bryce beside him. "I haven't seen him all morning. He didn't go to the Transfiguration class. Where do you think he went?"

"Professor McGonagall's lack of points deductions means that he has asked for leave." Bryce glanced back at the boy at the end of the line, a complex look flashed in his eyes, and then he returned to that half-smile expression, "Who knows where he went?" ? Why don't you ask Draco?"

Draco glanced at him, remembering the hot breakfast when he got up, he paused for a while, but he still didn't stop, and led the first grade into the classroom.

As soon as he entered the door, he was greeted by a strong smell of garlic. Harry frowned, but when everyone chose to sit back, he quietly passed them to the front row, took out the reduced textbook, and took out Wand, what about the magnifying spell...

"Quickly zoom in." There seemed to be a small heat flow in his arm, and he waved his wand, uh... There was no response, Harry curled his lips inwardly, as expected, it was very difficult to cast advanced spells with his current magic power.

Harry raised his head, just in time to meet Quirrell's probing gaze. Although it was only a flash, he beckoned. Harry motioned for Quirrell to come over. Quirrell hesitated for a moment, then walked over slowly.

"Is...is there...something?"

"Could you help me get my textbooks back together, Professor," Harry said calmly.

Quirrell's eyes flashed, he nodded, and waved his wand, "Get bigger quickly."

A large stack of books appeared on the table. Harry pulled out the Magic Defense book and the parchment, stacked the other books together again, and looked up at Quirrell.

Quirrell nodded knowingly, and waved his wand again, "Shrink quickly."

The textbook was the size of a chocolate again and Harry put it in his pocket.

"Thank you very much, Professor."

"No...no...you...you are welcome."

Harry lowered his head, but didn't notice the complex flash in Quirrell's eyes. In the back row, Draco looked at Harry's movements, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes. Potter really wasn't good at spells, but last night that The clean and neat martial arts still left a deep impression on him. Malfoy has always been the best, but last night he not only rejected his challenge, but also asked him to remind himself of the responsibilities he should bear, which made Draco feel very It's just that he is good at martial arts. After glancing at Harry, Draco looked away and opened the textbook.

During the class time, Quirrell stuttered and his voice was low when he lectured, but if he could persist in listening, he would find that his courses were actually very organized, from shallow to deep. Although there was no demonstration of magic spells, the operation of magic power And skills are all hidden in those stuttering words.

Sure enough, as he expected, the sliced ​​Voldemort is like a paranoid mental patient in a certain way. Voldemort loves black magic, and the paranoid he must not tolerate Quirrell talking about black magic in a mess, but in order not to reveal his identity , he let Quirrell speak vaguely and stammered. These first-year students are impatient and inexperienced. Seeing Quirrell's appearance, he naturally couldn't listen to his lectures, but he didn't expect there to be Leigh the freak.

Taking out the parchment, Harry quietly took notes as he did in the lectures before, drawing an asterisk on the places he didn't understand, trying to keep up with Quirrell's speed, don't watch the professor stumble, all the The key points are all briefly mentioned, without saying it twice, which makes it very difficult for Harry, who has no basic foundation, to follow.

Finally, a class was over, and Harry stopped writing, only to feel that his wrists were going to be sore, as if he had gone through the painful life of studying like crazy to get a scholarship, otherwise he would have died with the little subsidy from the orphanage. I starved to death and couldn't go to college at all.

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Side Story 【Black Cat】

"Boss, boss." Several yells made the boy who was taking a nap under the tree open his eyes in dissatisfaction.

"Gao Qiang, what's wrong with you?"

As soon as the tall boy saw Yan Bai's cold and expressionless handsome face, he felt chills all over his body. He was obviously a famous thorn in the street, but as long as the boss frowned, he would be terrified and shrink back. Stand one step away.Gao Qiang said loudly, "Boss, those black-hearted nuns didn't prepare food for me at noon today."

Yan Bai looked at Gao Qiang's amber eyes, and sighed in his heart, Gao Qiang is a mixed race, with a streamlined body full of strength, wild and handsome looks that are very envied by others, and those amber eyes are even more envied. Fortunately, Gao Qiang learned martial arts secretly from somewhere, and he always suffered from his peers. However, he could not resist the nuns in the orphanage.

Teenagers have no skills and can only rely on the help of the orphanage. Although the nanny and the headmaster always skimp on food, there is always something to eat. Here are their files and household registrations. If they escape They will become refugees and cannot even go to school, so the group of Gao Qiang and Yan Bai can only continue to endure hunger in the orphanage.

Gao Qiang squatted beside Yan Bai, looking at him pitifully, Yan Bai slapped his big head away, took out a piece of bread from his pocket and handed it to him.

"Eat, let's wait until noon. I'm trying to figure out how to get food for dinner." Yan Bai said lightly.

"Boss, you are the best." Gao Qiang took the bread with a smile, then raised his head suddenly, "Boss, have you eaten yet?"

He has been sleeping, okay? Yan Bai glanced at him and said, "Eat yours." some food.Gao Qiang thought it was Yan Bai who saved the food for him on purpose, and was always so moved.

"Meow~~" A small voice came from the nearby grass, Gao Qiang looked left and right, stuffed the bread into Yan Bai's arms, and picked up a small black cat from the grass.

"Boss, it's a cat!! So cute~~" Gao Qiang always likes those little furry animals, especially cats, he is obsessed with cats, "Boss, the color of his eyes is the same as mine."

Yan Bai leaned over, with his back to the sun, the amber eyes of the little black cat looked even brighter, and the erect pupils gave off a feeling of coldness and arrogance, he thought that such a small creature should be very fragile, But such eyes make people think that this cat is also arrogant.

"I've decided. I want to raise it. From now on, its name will be...well, Xiaoqiang!"

Yan Bai rolled his eyes and gave him a violent shudder, "That's the name of a cockroach."

"That's right~~" Gao Qiang rubbed his head, "Since I found it from the grass, let's call it Xiaocao~~"

Yan Bai stood up helplessly, and handed the bread to Gao Qiang, "It's up to you, as long as you can afford it."

"Xiaocao, I'm your father~~" Gao Qiang teased the kitten, while Yan Bai stood aside and looked at his 'loving' face with horror in his heart.

"Boss, you come to be its mother~~" Gao Qiang looked at him pitifully, his amber eyes were wet, and the kitten next to him was also staring at the same color eyes, and looked at him with a meow.

Putting his hand on his forehead, Yan Bai suddenly remembered the joke someone told him

"Day, I am grass,"

"Hi, how is your mother?" The memory finished.Yan Bai, who was throbbing with blue veins, looked at Gao Qiang coldly, raised his foot, and kicked!

"Gao Qiang, you are going to die!!"