Neville had always thought that the reason he couldn't understand women's minds wasn't because he was stupid, but because the women's brain circuits were amazing. He wasn't the only one who thought so, in fact, his opinion was shared by everyone but Mrs. Weasley and her youngest daughter, Ginny.

And these people, without exception, are all men.

"Hmm, do you like Gilderoy Lockhart?"

"Who's that? Weird Sisters' new lead singer?"

“……”

Well, Luna was an exception, although she was pulled aside by Mrs. Weasley after saying this and Amway was told a bunch of stories about Gilderoy Lockhart, but it was remarkable that the little girl was not brainwashed.

But then again, the door of Lovegood's house was open to the west, and the door of the Weasley's house was to the east, and the two families were in the same village, but they hadn't seen each other much in years.

August 19, 1992, was the day Hermione wrote to Diagon Alley to buy textbooks for the new semester. Since there were a lot of people on the Weasleys' side, Neville would go to Luna's side, and he would go to Diagon Alley with Mr. Lovegood and Luna.

I don't know if Luna's Floo powder has expired, usually this thing is shiny, but the powder in Neville's hand looks like graphite powder no matter how you look at it, black and black.

A spoonful of Floo Powder only costs two silver sicos, but since it was invented by Ignatta Wismith in the 13th century, countless brave wizards have been dying with homemade Floo Powder, and St. Mungo's Hospital records that on average, one person will be sent for treatment every year trying to crack the secret recipe of Floo Powder.

That is to say, there have been seven or eight hundred wizards who have fought tenaciously on this road of death for seven or eight hundred years with the firm belief that they will not die without hitting the south wall and not shedding tears without seeing the coffin.

[A person's life should be spent in this way: when a person looks back on the past, he does not regret that he wasted his time, nor is he ashamed of his inaction. In this way, when he was carried into St. Mungo's Hospital, he was able to say, "I have dedicated my whole life and all my energy to the most precious cause of my life - the struggle to crack the secret recipe of Floo Powder." From the autobiography of an admirable pioneer of death.

God knows why these people don't study how to crack Gringotts' anti-theft system, wouldn't that make more sense?

Given the nature of the family, Neville decided it was necessary to confirm the authenticity of the thing.

"Uh, is this really Floo powder? I mean, it's not the same as I've seen before. ”

"Oh, that was the last time I accidentally mixed toner in. ”

Mr. Lovegood also grabbed a handful, because he had been in contact with printers for a long time, so he was still very aware of the excess content in these powders. This is supposed to be the product he accidentally added to the printer as a toner, but it malfunctioned, and then he forgot that it was Floo powder, so he poured the other half bottle of toner into it, and finally got the product.

"It may seem strange, but the effect is normal. ”

Mr. Lovegood walked up to the fire, and he wanted to give a demonstration. He threw the powdered toner at the fire, and with a snort, the fire turned green, and the flame rose higher than Mr. Lovegood. He walked straight into the fire, shouted "Diagon Alley", and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Well, now that Mr. Lovegood has demonstrated it himself, Neville has no reason to question it anymore. He threw the powder in his hand at the fire, and he didn't know if it was because his portion of the toner was too much, but he always felt that the height of the fire had risen a lot.

Many of the things invented by wizards may be practical, but they may not be comfortable, and Uncle Algie once told Neville about the [Portkey], and when using it, many people would even vomit due to intense vertigo, as if they were seasick.

Neville felt as if he had been sucked into a large socket hole, his body seemed to spin rapidly, and the whistling sound in his ears was deafening, which felt terrible, but it was over quickly. Neville felt like he was falling from the ceiling, and he adjusted in the air to land steadily.

This was supposed to be a shop selling crucibles and other equipment, and Mr. Lovegood was grooming his face as he looked at his clothes, and he wondered why he looked so clean.

"Ahem, it seems that there is still a little problem......" Mr. Lovegood seemed to suck a lot of ash, and coughed incessantly as he spoke, and he pointed to the ceiling, "We appeared a little higher, as if we had fallen from the ceiling." ”

Neville: "......"

Sure enough, there is still a problem with those Floo fans, but if it is just a fall from a height, it is better, after all, the height is limited, and it will only hurt for a while at most.

But then again, after Neville, that's Luna.

It should be said that Neville's reaction was still very fast, at least faster than that of Mr. Lovegood, who was a father. When Luna suddenly appeared at ceiling height and then fell violently, he took a few steps forward and reached out to catch her.

Although it looks a bit like a princess hug, because of Luna's "non-cooperation", it should actually be a dead body hug. The princess hugging the woman needs to wrap her right hand around the man's neck, and the left hand is clasped with the right hand to form a ring, while the dead body hug does not need to.

"Thank you. ”

"Nothing, are you okay?"

"Good. ”

Luna looked very calm, as if she had expected this to happen, and at the same time, someone would catch her in time, and this composure really made people wonder what was going on to make her panic.

Putting Luna down, Neville looked at the ceiling and then wrote something new in the notebook:

Buy a can of Floo powder (very important).

It's rare for a wizard to keep all their money at home, and Neville needs to make a trip to Gringotts before they can make a purchase. Since they weren't on the way with the Weasleys, the Weasleys had barely set off when Neville found Hermione.

"Neville, Neville, come here!"

Neville looked up and saw Hermione standing on the steps of Gringotts. She ran down to meet them, her fluffy brown hair flying behind her.

"Well, you're here early. ”

"It's you who are too late. ”

"It's only eight o......'clock," Neville said, gesturing to a clock hanging outside a watch shop in Diagon Alley, "How did you get here? I think you don't live in London." ”

"I arrived yesterday. ”

Hermione's answer surprised Neville, but when he saw the cover of the book Hermione was holding, he seemed to have a definite answer.

"I Can Magic", by Gilderoy Lockhart.

If Neville remembered correctly, he had just passed by the Blotted Bookstore, where a large banner was hanging with the words Gilderoy Lockhart's new book signing this afternoon.

So, even Hermione has become that person's brainless fan?

"Who's that?" Hermione asked suddenly in a whisper.

Twisting his head, Neville said, "Oh, my new summer friend, Luna Lovegood, will be going to Hogwarts for his first year this year. ”

I don't know what the reason is, Neville added, "By the way, she's not interested in Gilderoy Lockhart's books, but according to Mrs. Weasley, she must be a pretty good wizard." ”

"That's right. Hermione's eyes gleamed with an incomprehensible sparkle as she looked at Neville, not sparing the slightest change in his face, and asked, "Do you like his books?"

"Uh......" Neville froze, then shook his head, "I haven't read his book yet." ”

Hermione seemed relieved as she shoved the book into Neville and said, "It's okay, you're going to love his book soon." Then she walked over to Luna, muttering something in her mouth.