Once the sea was difficult to water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The reason why I thought of such literary words was not that Alan was sympathetic to the world, but that he was complaining about the brain-dead regulations of the Ministry of Magic.

Why?

Because at the moment Alan was drying the quilt - yes, it was really just drying the quilt, not for some special reason such as dreaming of going to the toilet or something.

In fact, to be reasonable, there are still many dryers in London, but Alan has never been used to it - especially after the inheritance of the Goddess of Dawn.

It's a bit of a fight to do that, but seriously, the sun-soaked scent of the quilt is simply unbeatable - so this precious legacy that makes people have the urge to kill and sell has a new use - Leona will probably cry.

After getting used to sleeping in a sun-soaked quilt every day, Eren suddenly became uncomfortable when he returned to the orphanage - according to the rules of the Ministry of Magic, they were strictly forbidden to use magic.

After settling the quilt, Alan got up and went to do odd jobs - the staircase of one of the orphanages was broken, and in order to save the little money in the orphanage, most of these simple repairs were done by their half-grown children - even though Alan secretly and anonymously donated some money, the orphanage's economy was still not enough to make ends meet.

Originally, these things that were easily completed under the influence of magic wasted nearly half an hour of Alan and his friends' time, which made Alan can't help but curse a few words to the Ministry of Magic.

Just when a few children were chatting while drinking water after doing chores, Anne suddenly came in - at this moment she spat out a sentence in Chinese with surprise and indistinct clarity: "Alan, Alan, go and see, your quilt is hairy!"

Chinese was recently taught to Anne by Allen - after the last time she ate Sichuan food, she suddenly became interested in the language and took advantage of the summer vacation to learn a little bit every day.

However, Alan's focus was not on Anne's ability to express a sentence in its entirety, but on - I had only been gone for half an hour, what had happened?

It's only been half an hour, why did the quilt he put out to dry grow hair?

Even if the weather in London is cloudy and sunny, and a heavy rain suddenly comes after he hangs out, it can't grow so fast!

With some surprise, Alan quickly followed Anne's footsteps, and when he turned to the place where he was drying the quilt, his eyes were instantly attracted to the mass of things on his quilt - Anne was right, it was indeed something long.

But it's not the fur - it's the cat.

That's right, Allen's quilt is a cat - it's still an orange, dirty cat curled up in a ball - and it's enjoying the sun on Allen's quilt at the moment.

Well, looking at the extra black marks on the quilt, Alan turned around angrily and prepared to head to the kitchen - to find something to eat to feed this uninvited guest, and then today he still had to wash the quilt - although it was a thin quilt in the summer, it was still a trouble - so go to the Ministry of Magic where he meowed!

When he came out of the kitchen to get some salted fish, he found that Anne had already made friends with the cat uncle by the moment - by this moment his quilt had an extra line of footprints, and the culprit was being touched by Anne.

"Brother, how about we adopt it?" - Anne asked, looking up.

At the same time, the guy who was still enjoying Anne's stroke stood up and began to rub Alan's leg.

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A month later - the messy bar, the shriveled owner Tom.

"Yo, by the way, kid, your name is Alan, aren't you?—well, your pet is awesome!" he paused, then held back a smile and continued the conversation.

Made...

Knowing that it would be like this, Alan shook the guy in his arms angrily, and he lazily sold a cute one and continued his sleep business.

"Trouble, Mr. Tom, a glass of straw juice, a glass of juice. ”

That's when he put down the guy on the table, called Pudding—they drove all the way, and Eren hugged all the way.

Pudding is a kitten in terms of age - but only in terms of age.

It was so heavy that Anne couldn't hold it in one hand, and the other was Tiebs's place.

In order for this late-stage ADHD guy to obediently follow them to Diagon Alley, Alan had to hold it all the way, or it might take twice as long.

At Anne's behest, they adopted the guy, and luckily the cat had no intention of turning over as its owner - it would continue to sell cute from time to time, and it was very, very obedient when bathing, and it was not even very picky about eating.

Unfortunately, there was one thing that wasn't so good - the cat was a little too fat.

Or maybe they're getting fat too quickly -- because veterinarians tell them clearly that orange cats are very, very easy to gain weight.

Originally, Alan was also ignorant and believed the veterinarian's explanation, until one day when he was lecturing to Anne, Anne ate half of the chocolate frog and handed the remaining half to the pudding.

If Alan remembers correctly, cats can't eat chocolate - and yet, Anne told him that he had been fed this way all along, and nothing happened.

Not to mention the question of how Anne burned his funds, Alan suddenly thought of one thing - it seems that the wizard's pet is different from other pets!

Muggles are such obedient mice, toads, owls!

By the way, how can any Muggle cat ever eat wizarding food?

This is a big trouble, so the two of them who originally came to buy books for the new year have an extra task - take the pudding to the pet store to see if there is any big problem with it.

Ignoring Pudding's pleading eyes and stopping Annie's hand as he tried to feed it half a glass of juice, Allen, who felt that he was almost rested, waved his hand to say goodbye to the boss who had the same name as a certain demon king - it was not too early, and considering that he had to change himself into a larger wizard's robe, Alan thought it would be better to act early.

At this moment, Boss Tom was talking, and Alan slowly put down the money and tried to say a simple hello and leave, but suddenly found that the few light sources in the originally dim tavern were blocked by more than half, which made him involuntarily turn around.

Sure enough, there was only one person who could block out so much light - everyone in the tavern greeted him, except for Allen.

At this moment, Alan was staring at the boy next to the man who was looking at everything in the tavern with curious eyes.

If nothing else, the whole world knows his name - Harry Potter.