Chapter 3: Harry Potter

"Here's for you," Harry said vaguely, pouring the book into the cauldron, "I'll buy it myself." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Xingzhe walked briskly forward as Harry walked out, his eyes focused on his forehead, as if he could faintly see his lightning scar.

"Hello, are you Harry Potter?" He gave a friendly look and stretched out his hands.

"Uh, yes, are you?" Harry looked at Xingzhe, in his eyes, this guy should be smaller than him, but it was an Asian face, especially the long hair, if it wasn't for the voice, Harry would have mistaken it for a girl.

"My name is Owen Paul and I'm in first grade this year." Just kidding, first say hello to Harry Potter before entering school, and then gradually get on good terms with him and integrate into his circle, so that you can get involved in some things, after all, he is the protagonist.

"You must love that, Potter?" Harry was just about to reply to Xingzhe when suddenly a nasty voice rang out, and a silver-white boy walked over with that mocking smile on his face.

Xingzhe saw that it was Malfoy, the SB who was originally young but still liked to make his back big.

"The famous Harry Potter," Malfoy said, "can't help but make front-page news even into a bookstore." Then he squinted at Xingzhe, "And then there are admirers, are you particularly happy in your heart?" ”、

Xingzhe moved his eyebrows, and at this moment he realized that Malfoy was not only an SB, but also a particularly arrogant SB, and he felt that the mentally retarded insulted the word, and he wanted to clean him up with a provocation every minute.

"Don't talk nonsense, he doesn't want that!" The little girl next to her spoke. She glared at Malfoy.

"Potter, you've got a girlfriend!" Malfoy said in a long voice. The little girl's face flushed, and two more people crowded in, each holding a stack of Lockhart's books. Xingzhe thought that this should be Ron and Hermione.

"Oh, it's you," Ron looked at Malfoy as if he saw something disgusting on the soles of his shoes, "you must be surprised to see Harry here, huh?"

"What surprised me even more was to see you enter the store, Weasley." Malfoy scoffed, "I guess your mom and dad are going to be hungry next month to buy those things." ”

Ron blushed and threw the book into the cauldron before charging at Malfoy. Harry and Hermione tugged at his clothes from behind.

"Ron!" Three more people squeezed in, "What are you doing?" The people here are crazy, let's get out. ”

"Ahhh Arthur Weasley. ”

It's Mr. Malfoy. He placed one hand on Draco Malfoy's shoulder, a sneer on his face that was identical to his son's. "Lucius." Mr. Weasley nodded coldly.

"I heard that my brother is very busy with business," said Mr. Malfoy, "so many plagiarisms. I suppose they paid you overtime, right?' He reached into the little girl's cauldron and pulled out a tattered copy of the Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration from between the new, shiny Lockhart books>.

"It doesn't seem to be. Oh my God, if you can't even get a good pay, what's the good of being a scum among wizards?" Mr. Weasley's face was redder than the others.

"We have very different ideas about what the scum of wizards is, Malfoy." He said.

"Of course," said Mr. Malfoy. His pale eyes rolled as he fell to a couple who were watching them with trepidation.

"Look at the friends you've made, Weasley... I thought your family had fallen to the limit. ”

With a clang, the little girl's cauldron flew out. Mr. Weasley lunged at Mr. Malfoy, knocking him into a bookshelf, dozens of thick spell books falling on their heads. A pair of twins yelled, "Beat him, Daddy!" The chubby lady screamed, "Don't do this, Arthur, don't do this!" The crowd panicked and retreated, knocking down more bookshelves. "Gentlemen, alright?? Okay, okay. The clerk shouted. Then a loud voice drowned out all voices: "Spread out, gentlemen, spread out!" ”

Hagrid strode over with a floor full of books, pulling Mr. Weasley and Mr. Malfoy away in the blink of an eye. Mr. Weasley's lips were torn, and Mr. Malfoy had one eye smashed by the Toadstool, and he was still clutching a worn-out Transfiguration textbook in his hand. He shoved the book into the little girl's hand, his eyes shining with a vicious light.

"Oh, little girl. Hold your book, it's the best your dad can give you. He broke free of Hagrid's arm, waved to Draco, and rushed out of the store.

Xingzhe, who had been watching from the side, suddenly his eyes lit up, and the things that passed in the race seemed to be more than the shabby textbook just now, noticing this, and thinking of Harry Potter's appearance, this year should be the second year of Harry Potter, that is, the plot of Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets.

So, this little girl was given to her by Annie, Lucius Malfoy, and Voldemort's diary?

"You shouldn't have paid attention to him, Arthur," Hagrid reached out to smooth out Mr. Weasley's robe, nearly lifting him up, "this guy is terrible, their whole family is, everyone knows it. The Malfoys' words are simply not worth listening to. Their blood is bad, that's what happened. Let's go, let's get out. ”

As they prepared to leave, Xingzhe said to Harry Potter, "See you at school, I'll go first." With her leaving, Hermione asked Harry who the long-haired boy was, and Harry gave him a brief introduction.

"First grade? Isn't that a grade with Ginny Lo! ”

Ginny didn't speak, her face flushed all the time.

After Xingzhe went out, he found Mr. and Mrs. Paul.

"Honey, we just saw the commotion outside, what happened?"

"Two people got into a fight, one of them provoked the other and got beaten, it's as simple as that."

"Oh my god, Steve, this place isn't safe either, let's sell the rest and go back!"

Once the robes were in hand, they went to the shop, "Ollivanders, a wand that has been made since 382 BC. ”

Xingzhe walked in and saw a dazzling array of wand boxes, although as a person who cultivates immortals, the magic weapons are either heavenly and earthly treasures, or they are made by themselves, it is rare to buy a universal Western "hair device".

"Hello, little friend, what do you need?" Ollivander looked at Xingzhe from the counter

"Hello, Mr. Ollivanders, I'm going to Hogwarts soon, I need a wand, do you have a lot of recommendations?"