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It's a shame to throw it away like this. 】

Chen Ming stared at the rest of the rabbits, and murmured, 【It would be great if there was a refrigerator, so it can be frozen. 】

Nagini and Chen Ming widened their eyes in surprise, watching the rabbit in front of them slowly freeze, with even a thin layer of ice on the surface.

After a while, Chen Ming said [I was just talking about it]

Nagini crawled over and tapped the rabbit with its tail, and the rabbit turned over, [Obviously, obviously, it’s really frozen, really, really. 】Nagini excitedly crawled towards Chen Ming, 【Mingming, Mingming, how did you do it. 】

[I don't know either] Chen Ming hasn't reacted yet.

【Hiss, this is good, right? You can continue to eat in the future, that's great, obviously you are too powerful. 】

[Probably] Chen Ming continued to be in a daze. He was just talking and thought that way, and felt a warm current flowing in his body, and then the rabbit was frozen.He looked down at his hands, wondering. "Is this a superpower? No, Superman can breathe fire but can't freeze objects. Is this another kind of superpower? Is it really a superpower? Chen Ming knows that there is a teleportation ability. Could it be the telekinesis ability? ? What is this? A gift of rebirth? Chen Ming smiled wryly.

[Obviously, obviously] Nagini poked him with his tail, [Obviously, if you are told to ignore them, it’s obviously bad. 】

[Sorry, Nana, I was just distracted and didn't hear it. 】Chen Ming bent down and put Nagini in his hand. 】

【Obviously, what about this rabbit? 】

[Find a place to hide it first, eat it another day, and just melt it at that time. 】

【real? 】

【certainly.Nana, do you know where I can hide it? 】

[Yes, just go to the place where people live. ] Nagini crawled down the trousers, 【Go, I will show you the way. ] Then he crawled forward.Chen Ming picked up the rabbit and followed behind.

After setting up the rabbit and making a mark, Chen Ming asked Nagini [Nana, would you like to live with me? 】He likes Nagini very much. In the lonely orphanage, he is really afraid that he will completely forget his past and obliterate his humanity. With Nagini, at least he will not be lonely. Anyway, others can’t understand what he says .

Nagini lowered his head and considered, 【Obviously, will there be roasted rabbits in the future? 】

Chen Ming didn't know whether to laugh or cry, [Of course, I will bake other things. ] It turns out that he is in the same position as the rabbit.

【If he goes with Mingming, he will not abandon Mingming. 】Nodding vigorously, 【It's just that they want to eat roasted rabbits. 】

【well. 】

Therefore, Chen Ming successfully abducted a little snake named "Nagini".Began living in an orphanage with Nagini.

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At that time, Chen Ming would never have thought that this was the happiest day among others. For a long time in the future, he would always miss it. There was no conspiracy, no calculation, only Nagini was with him, and the hardships that were considered at the time were broken again and again by later events.

But now Chen Ming didn't know, so he and Nagini smiled happily.

Letters from Hogwarts

From winter to spring, Chen Ming is already 11 years old. In the past few years, due to frequent quarrels with Nagini, Chen Ming is not bad, but he is thinner than others. Maybe it has something to do with his soul. Chen Ming is handsome. The face is a bit oriental, matching the original face, it is really handsome.The premise is to ignore ill-fitting clothes on your body.Chen Ming had tried his best to maintain good hygienic habits, but there were only a few sets of clothes, and Chen Ming tried his best to make them tidy.No matter where you are, no matter what you do, the first thing to maintain is a good mental outlook, even if you cry, don't be in front of others.This is what Chen Ming's mother taught him, so that he would never give up, and she also practiced it herself. She kept herself clean and the house tidy. Even if she set up a stall, she was the cleanest one.Therefore, Chen Ming, who has learned from his precepts and deeds, will not let himself be embarrassed.

Chen Ming likes reading very much. He has read all the books he can read.There is a bookstore near the orphanage, and the owner is an elderly teacher. Chen Ming has always wanted to go in to read books, but the boss does not agree, but in the end he couldn't stand Chen Ming's insistence, and agreed to him to read.The boss was surprised by Chen Ming's speech and behavior beyond his age, polite and polite, not at all like a child from an orphanage, and Chen Ming loves books very much, the books he has read are the same as before, and it sounds like he has read a lot Book.So Chen Ming stayed here in the end, helping the boss from time to time. The boss doesn't rely on the bookstore for his livelihood, he just feels lonely in his later years, so Chen Ming, who suits his taste, became a long-term resident here. A Ganajini snake.

Chen Ming has been thinking about what to do in the future. He is still young and cannot do some jobs. He is still thinking about leaving the orphanage.

Further studies, all of which require money.After leaving the orphanage, he needs money for clothing, food, housing, and transportation, and how he earns money is also a problem. This is why he stays in the orphanage. A child who has no relatives in society, what can he do, It is very lucky not to be sold by human traffickers, and he has nothing else to do.

So no matter how bad the orphanage was, he was given a place to live so that he would not have nowhere to go.

The owner of the bookstore liked Chen Ming very much, so Chen Ming stayed in the store to help and learn from the boss. The boss was surprised by Chen Ming's early wisdom, and felt very distressed for him.For Chen Ming not seeing people all day long, Mrs. Cole turned a blind eye and turned a blind eye, and she was very happy to lose one person's food.As for Chen Ming, meeting his eyes made her a little scared.

Chen Ming in his previous life was already a senior student, so he naturally learned a lot, but compared with Benjamin (the bookstore owner), he was nothing. Chen Ming, who was born in an exam-oriented education, learned knowledge for the exam. Benjamin It's different, he is truly knowledgeable and willing to teach Chen Ming.Therefore, one is willing to learn, the other is willing to teach, and the two hit it off immediately, enjoying themselves and living in harmony.However, Benjamin’s teachings to Chen Ming covered almost every aspect of life, such as table manners, dressing, manners and speech, which made Chen Ming miserable. He finally understood how a British gentleman came to be. Live teaching materials.

A gentleman is not born, but trained, and runs through every aspect of life. All the people have that consciousness, not to mention Benjamin, who was born in the middle class and spent most of his life in school.

"Tom, when eating, keep your waist straight, eat slowly, and the knife and fork should not make any noise with the plate"

"Tom, hold your head up when you walk"

"Tone"

Chen Ming knew that if he hadn't met Benjamin, his future would be hard to say. Benjamin's teaching to him was priceless. If it wasn't for Benjamin, he wouldn't understand many things.It was Benjamin who gave him a new life, and he admired this old man from the bottom of his heart.

——————————————————————————————— Dumbledore appeared ——————————————— —————————

A tall figure is crossing in front of a milk wagon on a crowded old fashioned London street.He has long brown hair and a brown beard, and once he reaches the other side of the street, he walks down the street.He attracted many curious glances thanks to his richly tailored velvet suit.

He passed through an iron gate and entered an open courtyard, a square building surrounded by high iron railings.He walked briskly to the front door and knocked.After a while, a dirty girl in an apron opened the door.

"Good afternoon. I have an appointment with Mrs. Cole, is she the owner?"

"Oh," the girl looked bewildered by Dumbledore's strange presence. "Uh... wait a minute... 'Mrs. Cole!'" she yelled over her shoulder.

There was an answer from afar.The girl turned to him. "Come in, she's on her way."

He stepped into a black-and-white corridor; the whole place was rundown, but spotlessly clean.Just as the front door was about to close behind them, a small, tired woman hurried towards them.She had a shrewd-looking face, but now it was more worried than mean.As she walked towards Dumbledore, she turned to talk to another apron-wearing assistant.

"...bring these iodines upstairs to Martha, Billy Stubbs' scars fell off, Eric Whalley's oozing blood soaked his quilt - among other things chicken pox is the most dangerous," she said without elaborating on anyone, When she saw the man in front of her, she was no longer just immersed in her own world.She looked astonished, like a newborn giraffe.

"Good afternoon," he tried to shake her hand, but Mrs Cole simply yawned.

"I am Albus Dumbledore. I have sent you a letter requesting to meet you today, and you have kindly invited me to come here today."

Mrs. Cole blinked.She obviously thought that Dumbledore was mostly a hallucination, and she said weakly, "Oh, yes. Er - er then - you'd better go to my room. Yes, ask the room."

She led Dumbledore into a small room that looked to be half living, half office.It looked as shabby as the hallway, with old and inconsistent furniture.She asked Dumbledore to sit in a rocking chair, and she made herself behind a messy desk, watching Dumbledore nervously.

"I have come, as I told you in my letter, to discuss Tom Riddle and his future," said Dumbledore.

"Are you part of his family?" asked Mrs Cole.

"No, I'm a teacher," said Dumbledore, "and I want him in our school."

"So, what school is it?"

"It's called Hogwarts," said Dumbledore.

"Then why are you interested in Riddle?"

"We think he has the potential we're looking for."

"You mean he won a scholarship? How could that be? He's never been in—"

"Well, his name was registered in our school when he was born—"

"Who registered him? His parents?"

There is no doubt that Mrs Cole is not a shrewd woman.Apparently Dumbledore thought so too, and Dumbledore drew his wand from the pocket of his velvet suit, and at the same time picked up a completely blank sheet of paper from Mrs Cole's desk,

"Here," said Dumbledore, who waved his wand as he handed her the paper, "I think that will explain everything very well."

Mrs. Cole's eyes lost focus, and then stared intently at the blank paper for a moment.

"Very good." She said calmly, and handed the blank paper back.Then her eyes turned to a bottle of gin and two glasses, which must not have been here a few seconds ago.

"Er—may I buy you a gin?" she said in a tone of exceptional grace.

"Thank you very much," said Dumbledore beamingly.

It quickly becomes apparent that Mrs Cole is not drinking gin for the first time.She poured them both large glasses, and drank her own in one gulp.She smiled at Dumbledore for the first time, with the taste in her mouth.He took advantage of this opportunity without hesitation.

"I was wondering if you could tell me something about Tom Riddle's past? I heard he was born in an orphanage?"

"That's right," said Mrs Cole, pouring herself some more gin, "I remember it so well, it's like it was just yesterday, because I'd just been here. It was a miserable cold New Year's Eve , and it was snowing. You know, nasty night. And that girl, who didn't have to be much older than I was, came here with a shambling gait. Well, she wasn't the first one. We let She came in, within an hour she gave birth, and within an hour she was dead.

Mrs Cole nodded memorably before downing another gin.

"Did she say anything else before she died?" asked Dumbledore, "something about the child's father, for instance."

"It's like it's happening now, she said." Mrs Cole, who seemed to be enjoying the gin in hand and the eager audience for her story, said, "I remember her saying to me: 'I wish he looked like His dad.' I'm not lying, she did hope so, because she wasn't pretty - and she told me he was named Tom, for his father; Marvole, for her father - yes, Ridiculous name, I know, huh? We wondered if she was from a circus - she also said the boy's last name was Riddle. She died soon after saying that."

"Well, we named him what she said, which seemed to mean a lot to the poor girl, but no Tom, Marvolo, or Riddle ever came to him, nor any family, so he's been around ever since Stay here."

Mrs Cole refills herself another gin.Two blushes rose on her cheekbones.Then she said: "He's a queer boy."

"Yes," said Dumbledore, "I think he must be."

"He was a weird baby. He never cried. When he got a little older, he was always... alone."

"In what?" Dumbledore asked softly.

"Uh, he—"

But Madam Cole stopped suddenly, and Dumbledore glanced at her.She glanced at Dumbledore over her gin glass.

"You say he did get a place at your school?"

"Indeed," said Dumbledore.

"Then nothing I say will change it?"

"No." Dumbledore said.

"You're going to take him anyway?"

"Anyway." Dumbledore repeated solemnly.

She squinted at him as if deciding whether to trust him or not.Clearly she got what she wanted.

She hiccupped, "Well, he never cried. He cried a few times when he was born, and the voice was very small. At that time, he thought he would not survive like her mother, but he lived well. He never cried Don't talk to people, people always look at you when they talk to him, those eyes" She paused, as if looking for an adjective, "What's the matter?" asked Dumbledore.

"It's nothing, it just makes people feel creepy. And I don't see anyone all day long, but I know how to read books. After I was four years old, I hardly saw him."

"Is he not in the orphanage now?"

"Of course not."

"And do you know where to find him?"

"I don't know either," Cole thought.Looking at Dumbledore, Dumbledore smiled, the blue eyes hidden behind the glasses seemed to be able to see through her soul

Letters from Hogwarts ([-])

In the bookstore.Chen Ming sat in front of the table, with a thick yellowed book spread out in front of him, Chen Ming looked at it seriously, and wrote something in the notebook beside him from time to time.

The sun slanted in, and the boy was like a character in an oil painting.

Dumbledore saw such a scene when he entered.

Although Mrs. Cole said that she didn't know where Riddle was, Dumbledore still saw some clues from her memory. He searched carefully and found the bookstore soon.In the impression of others, the owner of this bookstore is a very strict person, and the boy who lives in the store is also very polite.Always ask what you need with a smile, and don't bother others to read books. When passing by, you either see him tidying up the bookstore, or read quietly with a book in his arms.

"Ring, ring, ring" Dumbledore bumped into the brass bell on the door when he came in. The sound woke the boy up. He picked up a bookmark and put it in the book. He neatly arranged the book and notebook, skillfully, It doesn't appear to be the first time this has been done.

"Good afternoon, sir, is there anything I can do for you?" He stood up and said with a smile.

Dumbledore looked into the boy's eyes, which shone like black gemstones, and the brilliance inside was not like that of this age group.Dumbledore understood. With such eyes, it's no wonder others dare not look at him. When you are stared at by these eyes, you will have a feeling of being seen through.

Dumbledore adjusted his glasses, "Good afternoon, boy, are you Tom Riddle?"

The boy was a little surprised, "Yes, I am, what can I do for you?" Then, the boy led Dumbledore to sit down on the sofa on the other side of the bookstore.

"That's right, I'm Professor Dumbledore, and I'm here to send you the admission letter from the school."

"What school's notice? In fact, I have never signed up for the school."

"It's a magic school called Hogwarts."

"Magic?" The boy's voice trembled slightly, and the last note rose.

"Yes, it is a magic school."

The boy looked at Dumbledore suspiciously, as if wondering if there was something wrong with this man.However, his good upbringing still allowed him to ask politely: "With all due respect, sir, you mean, 'magic', the kind described in the book?"

"Of course, my child, magic does exist, and there are many wizards in this world."

"Wizard? A witch who eats children, rides a broom, raises a black cat, wears a pointed hat, and boils a big pot of potion with messy things?" Chen Ming asked.

Dumbledore seemed to be stunned, "Well, this is shit. It's the impression that ordinary people have of wizards. In fact, wizards are not like that."

"Wait, Mr. Dumbledore, are you saying that wizards are real, not something you're making up?"

"Of course not, my child," Dumbledore said suddenly, "Here, here is your Hogwarts acceptance letter." He took out a thick letter.

Chen Ming glanced at it, and took it with both hands. There was thick parchment on the outside, and it was written in green ink: London, Hank Street, St. Peter's Orphanage, received by Tom Riddle.There is a large purple wax seal on the seal, a lion, an eagle, a badger and a snake forming a large letter "H".Chen Ming opened the envelope, and there were two pieces of parchment inside.

"HOGWARTSSCHOOLofWITCHCRAFTandWIZARDRY

Headmaster: DIPPEAT

(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Mr. Riddle,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find den closed list of necessary books and equipment.

TermbeginsonSeptember1. WeawatyourowlbynolaterthanJuly31.Yourssincerely,

ALBUS UMBLEDORE,

Deputy Headmaster"

After reading it, Chen Ming raised his head, "You mean, Hogwarts really exists? Are there really wizards and witches? Sorry, sir, I'm a little surprised."

"It's okay, boy, hehe, many children I meet will ask me this question." Dumbledore replied with a smile.

"Sir, according to records, the church arrested and burned witches on a large scale in the Middle Ages. Is this true?"

Dumbledore touched his nose, "You will know this when you go to Hogwarts. Hogwarts is the best magic school in England. It has cultivated many outstanding talents. Most of the British wizards graduated from England. of."

"England? Are there magic schools elsewhere?"

"Of course, my child. In addition to Hogwarts, there are also Durmstrang and Beauxbatons among the three major magic schools in Europe. They are all very good schools."

"Sir, why do I only receive admission letters from Hogwarts, but not from Durmstrang and Beauxbatons? What criteria do they use to recruit students?"

"Hey, boy, you'll know these questions when you enter Hogwarts, and I can't explain them now." Dumbledore smiled wryly and touched his nose. He had never met such a child.

"Oh," the boy was a little frustrated, "Sir, can you show me what magic is?" Chen Ming remembered the power he used when he had a barbecue with Nagini.

"Okay, yes." Dumbledore took out his wand and looked at the boy's questioning eyes. "This is a wand, which is necessary for wizards. I will take you to buy it later."

"Oh."

Dumbledore waved his wand, and instantly they sat surrounded by flames.The boy jumped up all at once, gnashing his teeth,

"Deng-bu-li-do-mr-sir-"

"Ah, sorry, boy." He waved his wand again, the flame disappeared, and the surroundings returned to their original state. Looking at the boy who was still staring at him, Dumbledore touched his nose in a concealed manner, "I just want you to see Behold the power of magic."

The boy still stared at him, "This is a bookstore, sir." Still gnashing his teeth.

Dumbledore thought, indeed, as others said, he is a boy who loves books.But our vice-principal seems to have forgotten one thing, no matter who it is, it will not look good when it comes to people who light a fire in their own home.

Diagon Alley

A dilapidated store came into Chen Ming's sight.

Chen Ming stood there for a while, the wind blew, and the signboard on the door was shaking, as if it was about to fall off, and the "Leaky Cauldron Bar" on it could no longer be distinguished.

Chen Ming turned around and asked, "Sir, is this the entrance to the wizarding world? The incomparable, unparalleled, and unique "Leaky Cauldron" you boasted all the way?"

Dumbledore blinked, "Of course, Riddle, my boy, this is the Leaky Cauldron, the most famous bar in the wizarding world, known to everyone in the wizarding world."

Chen Ming turned his head, and instead of looking at Dumbledore, he only heard him murmur, "What a rare building this is, what a creative building this is, so much dust is not cleaned, and there are guests? The dilapidated building still exists, don’t wizards have a health inspection department? Or are their physiques so good that they are not afraid of bacteria and viruses?”

"Hey, Riddle, my boy, the entrance to the wizarding world is hidden in the Leaky Cauldron, and everyone has to pass through here, so let's go in."

Chen Ming blinked, "So even if he doesn't clean, there will still be customers? Is there no other way to go? Monopoly, this is obviously a monopoly, this boss is so powerful to do business like this."

an hour ago.

In the bookstore.

Dumbledore successfully demonstrated to Chen Ming what magic is, answered all kinds of questions from Chen Ming, and made Nagini, who was hiding in his sleeve, sleepy. Dumbledore, who felt that time was running out, quickly abducted Chen Ming. Go shopping for school supplies, and come back later to explain clearly to Mr. Benjamin.Although Chen Ming is still famous in the orphanage, Benjamin has been recognized as his guardian by default. You can't just abduct other people's children without saying a word. Moreover, according to other people's descriptions, Mr. Benjamin is a very strict person. I will never be fooled by people with a few words.I don't know how much time it will take.Alas, it's a hassle every time you come to pick up a Muggle-born student.

Dumbledore walked into the shop with Chen Ming. The shop was dark. It took Chen Ming a while to see clearly. The boss behind the bar who was wiping the glass raised his head, "Dumbledore, come to pick up the new students, would you like Have a drink?"

"No, Tom, I'm in a hurry this time." As he spoke, Dumbledore led Chen Ming through rows of tables, and from the lobby full of guests to the back.

Chen Ming silently followed behind him without saying a word.

"Riddle, my son, the boss here has the same name as you, Tom, easy to remember."

"Yeah." It's easy to remember, why not call it Jerry, so that we can make a couple, TomandJerry, a famous American cartoon, almost everyone has watched it, Chen Ming is no exception, whenever this name is mentioned, it always makes people laugh. He thought of the cat named Tom, and the mouse named Jerry who would never be caught.

Dumbledore seemed to know he didn't like the name Tom and kept calling him Riddle, which made him feel better.

They walked into the small patio in the backyard. There was a mottled wall, and there were some sundries on one side, facing a trash can with a few flies swirling around on it, leaving Chen Ming speechless for a while.

Dumbledore took out his wand, counted the bricks, and said to him, "My child, watch out, you will come by yourself next time, and you must remember."

Chen Ming nodded, carefully observed Dumbledore's movements, secretly wrote them down, and tried his best to ignore those flies.

Dumbledore tapped the brick lightly, and the wall automatically retreated to both sides, revealing a passage for two people to pass through.Chen Ming's eyes widened, looking at the scene in front of him like Moses dividing the sea, he was speechless.

"Come on, boy." Dumbledore walked into the passage.Chen Ming followed behind him, a body distance behind.

After they entered the aisle, Chen Ming looked back and found that the aisle they walked through had been closed, and no traces could be seen.

In front of him was a busy street, at the top was a shop that sold all kinds of crucibles, and further down was a pharmacy, hung with all kinds of materials that Chen Ming didn’t know. The hooting sound was like that of an owl. Chen Ming looked at everything around him in amazement, but didn't say a word.A tall white marble building stands not far away, reflecting the light in the sun. People coming and going all around are wearing medieval robes and pointed hats, talking that Chen Ming can’t understand the words, and clearly understands every word. I can understand all of them, but I don't understand what they mean when put together.

Dumbledore has been watching him from the corner of his eye, seeing the curiosity flashing in his eyes, and feeling a little relieved. During the entire conversation with Chen Ming, Chen Ming has always shown a maturity beyond his peers, and he talks well and treats people well. His politeness gave him the illusion that this child was not 11 years old, but 21 years old.Now that he could finally see curiosity on his face, he looked like an ordinary 11-year-old Muggle-born boy.

"Our first stop is Gringotts. That's the Wizarding Bank. We're going there to exchange currency and collect your bursary."

"Wizard banks? Do wizards have banks too?"

"Of course, boy, it's just a goblin."

"Sir, did you just say bursaries?"

"Yes, the school provides a bursary for poor students to help them complete their studies. Since it is stated on the list that you are a Muggle orphan, the money has been automatically allocated, and the currency we use is the same as that of Muggles. It’s different, you need to exchange it at Gringotts.”

As they spoke, they had reached the gate of Gringotts, and there were two goblins standing in front of the gate, following them in, they bowed and bowed.Then there was a second door in front of him, engraved on the silver door,

"Come in, stranger, but beware Enter, stranger, buttakeheed

Of what awaits the sin of greed, of what awaits the sin of greed,

Blindly ask for, get for nothing Forthosewhotake, butdonoteearn,

Must pay most dearly in their turn,

So if you want to take Soifyouseekbeneathourfloors from our underground vault

A treasure that was never yours, Atreasure that was never yours,

Thief, you have been warned, beware

Be careful not to bring treasures, but evil rewards. Offinding more than treasure there.”

Chen Ming didn't care. Saying it like this is a bit like "there is no silver 300 taels here". Not only will it not act as a deterrent, but it will make people want to move, because there must be a lot of treasures down here.Robbing Gringotts?Bold idea?

Chen Ming followed Dumbledore into the room, and saw rows of goblins sitting behind clean marble tables in the empty hall, some of them were carefully weighing a pile of rubies in front of them, some were busy serving Dumbledore to the guests. Lido walked up to an old goblin, who stopped what he was doing and looked at Dumbledore.

"Good afternoon, I'm here to receive the school's bursary, my name is Tom Riddle."

The goblin took the letter that Dumbledore handed over and read it carefully, took out a volume made of thick parchment, and took out a bag of gold coins, and pushed them to Dumbledore together.

"Where is Tom Riddle, let him sign here." The goblin pointed to a place on the book with his long and thin fingers. Chen Ming picked up the quill on one side, and signed his name very unaccustomedly, and then Dumbledore also signed his name below.The goblin went there, picked up the seal and printed a seal, and then gave Chen Ming a list, and Chen Ming read it for a long time.Dumbledore explained on the side, "This is the proof that you have received the bursary, and you will come to receive it every year in the future."

Chen Ming nodded, put away the list, and took out his wallet to exchange currency, "Gold coins are Galleons, seventeen silver Sickles are one Galleon, twenty-nine Knuts are one Sickle." Dumbledore was on the side Tell him, Chen Ming handed the pound to the goblin, the goblin looked carefully, and gave Chen Ming another bag.Chen Ming found two heavy bags, and there was a sound of coins colliding inside.

"Go buy your school supplies next, it will take some time." Saying that, Dumbledore led Chen Ming out of Gringotts.

Dumbledore looked at the sky, "Son, did you see Madam Malkin's robe shop? That's where school robes are made to order. I'll buy you something else. I'll take you to buy a wand at the entrance of Lihen Bookstore later. .”

"Okay, sir."

Chen Ming pushed open the store door, and a chubby lady with a gentle smile came up to her, "Is it going to be a school gown, kid?"

Chen Ming nodded, and handed her the list, "I need all the school gowns above."

"Okay, child." Mrs. Malkin finished the list and went inside to prepare. "Come in, boy."

Chen Ming stood on the stool and asked the moving ruler to measure him. "Madam, you can use the most common materials for clothes, not any good materials."

Glancing at Chen Ming, Mrs. Mojin nodded.

Nagini moved in his sleeve, 【Obviously, it’s not good yet, I’m hungry】

【Be patient】Chen Ming replied in a low voice, 【Don't let people see】

【Okay, obviously bad, and bullying others】

The size was measured quickly, and Mrs. Malkin smiled and said, "I'll get it later, son."

"Well, see you later, madam." Chen Ming said goodbye politely.

Chen Ming walked out of the store, looking for Lihen Bookstore, but saw Dumbledore was already waiting there, he walked over